It's time to let go, too.

Over the years, Lin Ting said to her countless times: "Mother, let it go."

Whenever he says this, he will be scolded and taught by himself. Every time he scolds, the light in his eyes will become darker, and now it is completely dark.

He no longer let her go, but chose to finish everything by sanctioning his own way.

She forced her child to death with her own hands.

Concubine Ruan no longer remembers how many times she cried today. Only this time did she cry with regret. She held Lin Ting's cold and weak hand while crying: "But it's too late..."

Lin Feilu sneered, "Do you know why the Empress was slapped by the father tonight?"

Concubine Ruan was stunned and looked at her with tears flowing down her face.

Lin Feilu sarcastically said: "Empress really thinks that the father and emperor know nothing about what the Ruan family did over the years?" She said coldly without waiting for her answer: "The king has always been the most jealous of the power of the foreign relatives. The Ruan family has been controlling the government for many years and has been at the peak of power for a long time. Even if they know that the father and emperor are afraid, they are unwilling to come down, right?"

Concubine Ruan pale and she retorted quickly: "No..."

Lin Feilu interrupted him mercilessly: "It's better to think about it carefully. What is the attitude of the father in the confrontation between the elder legitimate factions? If he doesn't stop it, is it just acquiesced to your Ruan clan's struggle for the crown prince? If that's true, why is the Ruan clan's struggle in the years becoming less and less serious?"

Concubine Ruan's face became paler and paler.

In this six-year battle for the throne, Emperor Lin never heard of nothing.

He was just watching coldly, trying to suppress the Ruan tribe with the prince's faction.

The Ruan family supported Emperor Lin ascended the throne and was valued by Emperor Lin, which did make great contributions to the court. The children of the Ruan family and even the disciples of the Ruan Xiang were everywhere in the court, becoming a force that even Emperor Lin could not disintegrate.

Emperor Lin could not leave such a hidden danger to his future heirs.

The surname of this world is Lin, not Ruan.

Lin Ting was destined to be the crown prince from the beginning. Emperor Lin trained him and valued him was just giving the Ruan family a illusion of delusion.

When the Ruan clan began to embark on the road to fighting for the throne, he fell into the trap that Emperor Lin had already set. He did not have to deal with the Ruan clan forces himself. He just had to acquiesce the two factions to fight each other and indulge the prince. The party's biting against the Ruan clan can remove the Ruan clan wings one by one.

Just like this ancestral temple collapse incident.

Even though he knew there might be something strange about this, he was angry that the prince's faction dared to tamper with the ancestral temple, but he was not ruthless when dealing with the Minister of Works and the Ruan Xiang faction.

Lin Feilu looked at Lin Ting, who was still unconscious on the bed, and for the first time he felt that the royal family was really ruthless.

Didn’t Emperor Lin know the helplessness and helplessness of his son over the years? He must have known it, otherwise he wouldn’t have slapped Concubine Ruan and said such words. But he did not interfere with anything. He watched the struggle between the two factions coldly, and also watched Lin Ting’s growing despair.

Family affection sometimes really cannot compare to the desire for power.

Lin Feilu found it ridiculous and even said tone with a sarcastic expression: "The Empress thinks, does the prince want to kill all the Ruan family? Is it the prince who has the final say in Dalin today? If there is no indulgence and tacit consent of the father, how can you shake your Ruan family, the big tree that has been rooted for many years, just by the prince's faction?"

How could Concubine Ruan not know these principles?

Otherwise, how could she be willing to agree to Wu'anhou's unreasonable request, and she would win him over.

It’s just that no one has ever pointed it out in person in person.

In this ancestral hall incident, Ruan Xiang's sect suffered heavy damage. Several important officials in the court were imprisoned for this incident. The prince's party took the opportunity to install his own personnel in these positions. When the letter of office was presented to Emperor Lin, he approved the agreement that day, and did not give Ruan Xiang any time to react.

Wu'an Hou also refused the proposal to marry the Ruan family because of this incident. Before the Xuesi Banquet had begun, he had sent his daughter Wei Luochun out of Beijing overnight and returned to his hometown in Yuanzhou. It was obvious that he was worried that the Ruan family would force Wei Luochun to marry Lin Ting.

It’s not that she should let go, it’s that she has to let go.

Concubine Ruan sat by the bed. I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly knelt down at Lin Feilu with one knee.

Lin Feilu hid for a while, but she rushed up to grab the corner of her skirt and cried bitterly: "Xiaowu! Xiaowu, I know you have a good relationship with Ting'er. Please save him, save my Ting'er..."

The woman in front of her no longer has the arrogance and dignity of the past. The years of fighting for the throne have also been a torture for her. Now, Lin Ting's suicide has finally become the last straw that crushed her.

"Even if I let go now, the Ruan family let go, the prince will not let him go. The Ruan family can retreat, and Ruan Xiang can retire and return home, but Ting'er can't retreat. He is the King of Qi, and he is the eldest son of Dalin. With him one day, the prince will not be at ease. Once the prince ascends the throne, he will not keep him..."

When the two factions fight each other, they will not only form a life-and-death feud.

Lin Ting knew that his death was the only way to stop this battle for the throne, how could the prince not know?

With him one day, the eldest son of the emperor will never give up.

Lin Feilu doesn’t know if there is still a trace of friendship for this elder brother in Lin Qing’s heart today.

but……

She pulled her skirt back from Concubine Ruan and looked at Lin Ting on the bed, as if she was saying it to her, as if she was assured herself: "With me one day, I will never let something happen to the eldest brother."

...

Lin Ting committed suicide by taking poison without spreading it. He only said that he was seriously ill. Ruan Xiang's sect was already sluggish. He heard the news even worsened. Some people even secretly surrendered to the Prince's sect in private.

Lin Feilu did not return to the palace and lived directly in the Qi Palace.

The first person to visit was Lin Nianzhi. She lived outside the palace and came early the next morning. She happened to meet Concubine Ruan. Looking at Concubine Ruan with messy and haggard makeup, she didn't recognize her at the first time.

In the afternoon, Lin Jingyuan and Lin Jiwen also came. Seeing the imperial physician's serious expression, they did not go to disturb him. They just took a look outside the door, and then sat silently outside the yard.

Lin Jingyuan said depressedly: "I came to the Qi Palace to find my elder brother the day before yesterday. He was fine at that time. Why did he get sick if he said he was sick?"

Lin Jiwen grabbed his head: "The eldest brother's health seems to be worse than before since he left the palace. Is it better to eat outside the palace than in the palace?"

Lin Jingyuan: “…………”

When the palaces heard that the King of Qi was seriously ill, they sent people to visit him. The East Palace also sent people to send two hundred-year-old blood ginseng, but Lin Qing had never been there.

With the imperial physicians consulting every day, Lin Ting's body's poison was finally drained bit by bit, but he was still unconscious and relied on some water and liquid food tonic for daily replenishment. His already thin body became weaker and weaker.

Lin Feilu was so anxious that she couldn't wake him up. Later, she thought about it and planned to try modern "talk therapy".

She did nothing every day and sat by the bed and told stories to Lin Ting.

At first, he told a thousand and one night, then he told fairy tales, and finally he talked about martial arts dramas he had watched.

On this day, it was about Guo Jing's seven masters who did not allow him to be with Huang Rong, and insisted on bringing him and Mu Nianci into a pair.

Lin Feilu sat cross-legged on her feet, holding a wake-up wood for storytelling in her hand. When she said the wonderful part, she patted on the bed: "Of course Guo Jing won't do it. He only likes his sister Rong. His seven masters said, "Bastard! Dongxie Huang Yaoshi is a murderer who kills without blinking. From now on, I will not allow you to see this little demon again! Guo Jing was anxious and said that Rong'er is not a little demon, and Rong'er is a very good girl!"

She sighed, and couldn't help but support her head and start fantasizing that if she had worn a martial arts copy at the beginning, she might have her own brother Jing now, right?

A weak voice suddenly came from the bed: "Was Guo Jing and his sister Rong finally together?"

Lin Feilu didn't react for a moment.

After realizing who was talking, he suddenly jumped up from his feet.

Lin Ting opened his eyes and was looking at her with a smile.

Lin Feilu turned around and ran out: "Meng Fuji! Meng Fuji! The eldest brother is awake!"

All the imperial doctors waiting in the Qi Palace ran in, and after another look, hearing, asking and touching, they finally confirmed that Lin Ting was really fine. The remaining poison in his body had been cleared, and as long as he pays attention to recuperating his body in the future, there will be no problems.

The imperial physician prescribed a new prescription. After he finished drinking the medicine, the kitchen also brought light white porridge.

Lin Feilu looked at his gradually recovering face, she wanted to cry, and she wanted to laugh. When everyone in the room left, Lin Ting half lay on the bed and reached out to touch her head: "I'm sorry, I've worried Xiaolu."

She shook her head and wanted to say something, but found that she couldn't say anything.

Lin Ting seemed to feel something and smiled weakly: "What after that? How did Guo Jing convince his seven masters to be with Huang Rong?"

Lin Feilu sniffed, resisted the sourness in her eyes, and briefly told the remaining plot: "Later they gave birth to two daughters, one named Guo Xiang and the other named Guo Fu. These are two other stories. Let me tell you to the eldest brother in the future!"

His eyes were curved: "Okay."

Lin Feilu looked at him for a while, slowly stretched out his finger to hook his little finger, and said in a muffled voice: "Brother, we have made an appointment, don't hurt yourself again in the future, okay?"

The smile on Lin Ting's face gradually faded.

He lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes were placed on his eyelids, casting a rich shadow.

After a while, Lin Feilu heard his hoarse voice. He said, "Little Deer, too many people have died."

The afterglow of the setting sun penetrated through the half-open window, just covering him. But such warm light could no longer illuminate his eyes.

This is not the first time Lin Feilu has seen Lin Ting cry.

When they first met, he hid in the grass and cried in the grass with a rabbit in his arms.

He actually always likes to cry. His heart is so soft that he always makes him cry for the world.

But at this moment, tears flowed out of his eyes, without any sound, and slipped across his pale cheeks, drop by drop on the back of his hand covered with thin and blue veins.

He whispered: "How innocent are so many people who die because of me. I should have ended all this long ago, even if I die, I will bear this sin in hell."

Lin Feilu's eyes turned red and she grabbed his trembling fingers tightly: "It's not your fault, it has nothing to do with you."

He looked up and smiled desperately: "I can never forgive myself for so many lives."
Chapter completed!