C757 The Conversation Between Father and Son

The moment I took his pulse.

A bone-chilling coldness as cold as ice appeared on his handsome face. His pupils, which were like clear springs, also became extremely deep and dark in that instant.

It was like the middle of the night, making one unable to see the end of it.

After a long time, he withdrew his hand, and then he closed his eyes lightly to conceal the various surging emotions in his eyes.

It was only when Emperor Wenjing's smiling voice rang out that he opened his eyes and looked directly into Emperor Wenjing's eyes.

"Third Brother, I thought that even if you aren't happy with my current state, you should at least treat me indifferently.

It's just that your current expression has really exceeded my expectations!"

After all, the various things between him and Third Brother had already exhausted the remaining father-son relationship between them.

When Dongfang Jin heard this, he laughed lightly. However, his laughter carried a bone chilling coldness and indescribable ridicule.

"Now that you're about to die, I should really be happy!"

His eyes shot straight at Emperor Wenjing. His gaze was light and cold, and it was as calm as water.

"After all, you killed my mother, destroyed my maternal family, plotted every step of my growth, and made me live a life of suffering amidst schemes and plots. After that, you tried to break my marriage, and spread the friendship between me and her.

In that case, I should hate you, shouldn't I?"

Emperor Wenjing listened to Dongfang Jin's complaint and remained silent.

He did not defend himself, nor did he show any signs of guilt.

Because, regarding these matters, he had never felt that he had done anything wrong.

If he were to do it again, he would definitely make the same choice.

Dongfang Jin didn't need to look at his expression to know what he was thinking right now.

He couldn't help but mock, "You always have this expression. You never feel that you are wrong. But when you dream at midnight, did you not dream about my mother? Did you not dream of the sky filled with blood and the scene of blood flowing like a river?

Don't tell me that you wouldn't dream of me calling you Royal Father helplessly when I was young? Could it be that even though I died under your scheme, you are still so indifferent?"

The continuous questions had revealed the doubts that Dongfang Jin had hidden in his heart for many years.

Some things had been suppressed for a long time. When there was a chance, those emotions that had been suppressed for a long time would surge towards him like a surging tide.

Even though he was calm and self-restrained, he could not suppress the venting of these emotions.

Emperor Wenjing, who was questioned in such a manner, had a murderous and bleak look between his brows. His expression was indifferent as if he was an outsider.

However, the tight blanket revealed his true emotions.

He allowed the deathly stillness to ferment in the air. Time seemed to slip by the tip of the blade, causing the irritation in people's hearts to intensify.

It was only after a long time that Emperor Wenjing opened his mouth and said, "What Zhen has done has never known what regret is!"

He looked up at Dongfang Jin with a solemn expression that was as tough as steel.

"You have never experienced my past, so you do not know what it feels like to be trampled under my feet! I don't know what it feels like to be humiliated by someone! I don't know what benefits this power can bring you."

Looking at Dongfang Jin's indifferent face, Emperor Wenjing thought for a while, then smiled and said," I know. You definitely can't understand what I'm saying.

From the moment you were willing to give up your position as the ruler for the sake of those so-called children and girls, I knew that you and I were not the same person. "

When he mentioned this, there seemed to be some displeasure on his face.