After sending Luo Jinyan away, although Luo Junyao was very enthusiastic about his eldest brother's marriage, he still resisted the urge to go to Su Rui immediately to inquire about the news.
At the same time, the steward came in and reported that Cui Zheyu was here.
Luo Junyao was a little surprised. If Cui Zheyu came to see Cui Ziying, the manager would naturally not have to report it to her. Although he didn't know why Cui Zheyu came, Luo Junyao still asked someone to invite her in.
Cui Zheyu seemed to be in low spirits. Her expression was calm but her eyes were a little red. She didn't look like she had cried, but like she hadn't slept well. Luo Junyao put a cup of hot tea in front of her and said, "Boss Cui is here to see you."
Do I have something to say?"
Cui Zheyu stretched out her hands to hold the teacup. The slightly hot teacup made her cold fingertips feel a little warm. She stared down at the light brown tea in the teacup for a while, and then whispered: "Yu Chen
died."
Luo Junyao was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses.
She looked at Cui Zheyu and didn't know what to say for a while. She knew that Cui Zheyu didn't forget his old love for Yu Chen, but if a person has remembered another person in his heart for many years, that person suddenly died in his heart.
They will all feel confused and empty.
Whether it's because of love or hate.
Cui Zheyu gave a bitter smile, looked at Luo Junyao and said, "I'm really sorry for bothering you, Princess. I just... these years, when I look back, I suddenly realize that I don't even have anyone to talk to."
In fact, she was not familiar with the Princess Regent. They had only met a few times and exchanged few words. But she couldn't say these words to her brother, and naturally she couldn't say them to anyone else.
I found that I had already arrived at the door of the Prince Regent's Palace.
Luo Jun shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, I have nothing to do. Boss Cui is willing to tell me what's on his mind, and I'm willing to listen. Boss Cui...do you feel bad?"
Cui Zheyu looked at the yard outside the door and sighed quietly: "I can't say I'm sad, it's just... I was a little confused for a moment."
She originally thought she would be very happy when Yu Chen died. She had been preparing for this moment three days ago. She even found a few bottles of good wine and planned to drink it to celebrate.
But when the news really reached her ears, her first feeling was that of confusion and bewilderment. As she told her brother before, she had survived by hating Yu Chen in the early years.
. She thought that she had gradually thought about it over the years and found the direction of her life. Revenge was just a path she had to take in her life.
It wasn't until the person actually died that she discovered that the end of the road was a fog, and she didn't know what else she could do after revenge.
Luo Jun shook his chin and listened to her illogically talking about her thoughts, as well as the pain and hardships she had experienced over the years.
She didn't interrupt, just listened quietly.
Cui Zheyu spoke very slowly, and Luo Junyao was not in a hurry. He even waved to Lan Zhen at the door and whispered to her to get two jugs of wine.
When Lan Zhen brought the wine, Luo Junyao poured a glass and pushed it to Cui Zheyu.
Cui Zheyu looked a little confused. She stared at the wine glass placed in front of her for a while, then raised her head and drank the wine in one gulp.
Luo Junyao poured wine for her again, and Cui Zheyu drank it again.
When Cui Zheyu was about to drink her fourth cup, Luo Junyao held her hand and continued the topic calmly.
Cui Zheyu didn't resist, and after thinking about it, he continued what he had just said.
After drinking several glasses of wine, her fair cheeks were dyed red. Cui Zheyu slowly talked to Luo Junyao while drinking wine, and her eyes that were originally restrained gradually became blurred.
She told about the fear and pain she had experienced, as well as the dangers and tribulations she had encountered alone in the past years. She lay on the table and cried softly. After an unknown amount of time, she gradually lost her voice.
Luo Junyao looked at Cui Zheyu who had fallen asleep on the table and couldn't help but sigh.
Cui Zheyu was originally an ordinary girl. If she had not met Yu Chen, she might have been just a good wife and mother who lived a plain but stable life throughout her life.
But because of Yu Chen, she had nothing left overnight, and even her original identity could not be revealed to others. She wanted to live and avenge her parents and family. These hardships could kill even a man.
most of the people.
In such a world, how difficult is it for a woman to reach this point?
But there is no one to tell the pain and grievances hidden in my heart.
Just as he was about to call someone to help Cui Zheyu down to rest, he saw Xie Yan and Cui Ziying walking in from outside.
Cui Ziying bowed respectfully to Luo Junyao and walked over to pick Cui Zheyu up. But he was not in good health. Although Cui Zheyu was slender and graceful, she was an adult woman after all. Cui Ziying was fifteen or sixteen years old.
Ying could easily pick up his sister, but Cui Ziying could not do it now.
Xie Yan raised his hand and pressed Cui Ziying's shoulder, turned around and ordered: "Send her to the guest room to rest."
Outside the door, Fengjian and Linglan came in, helped Cui Zheyu up from the left and right, and walked out.
Cui Ziying smiled helplessly, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Xie Yan looked at him and said: "There is never only one path in this world. Now that you have chosen it, go on it. Don't forget that there are still people who need your care. I also believe that General Cui Liao's son will not be so easily taken care of."
Defeated.”
Cui Ziying's heart was shocked, and he bowed deeply to Xie Yan again, turned around and followed out without saying anything more.
Cui Ziying, who was born as a general and practiced martial arts since childhood, gave up everything in his past and started over in martial arts after he was in his twenties. He was not without uneasiness in his heart.
Even in his dream, he still remembered how he once rode his horse, whipped his whip, wore bright clothes and raged at the horse. When he woke up, he had to face the reality of a body that was weak and could fall over when the wind blew.
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But the enemy is dead, and the road ahead will always go on.
"Is Yu Chen really dead?" Luo Junyao looked at Xie Yan and asked.
Xie Yan nodded and said: "Dead, I took my last breath at a quarter of noon." Xie Yan didn't tell her how miserable Yu Chen looked before he died, and Luo Junyao didn't ask.
The two sat down again. Xie Yan took another glass of wine and drank it slowly.
Xie Yan rarely drank during the day, and Luo Junyao didn't say much, just watching him slowly drink the strong wine in the glass.
Yu Chen's incident did not only have an impact on the Cui family siblings, but also had a great impact on many people who had fought alongside Yu Chen, regarded Yu Chen as brothers, and even worshiped Yu Chen.
Perhaps, many people will want to have a drink with you today.
Some people do it to celebrate, and some people do it to pay homage to the heroes who died in vain.
"It's snowing again." Luo Junyao said softly.
In the yard outside the door, thin white snow fell silently.
After a day and night of heavy snow, the entire Shangyong was once again covered in thick silver.
In Xiao Chan's mansion, Xiao Chan frowned slightly and personally sent a doctor carrying a medicine box out the door.
"Thank you, doctor, for making this trip. The road is slippery in the snow, so please be careful on the road." Xiao Chan said apologetically.
The old doctor shook his head and said: "Mr. Xiao, you are serious. It is the duty of doctors to treat diseases and save people. It's just your father's disease..."
Xiao Chan said: "Doctor, please tell me if you have anything to say."
The old doctor said: "Your Majesty's illness is acute, and it seems to be slightly different from ordinary colds. Please take care of it carefully, Mr. Xiao. If there is anything wrong, send someone to look for me immediately."
After hesitating for a moment, the old doctor added: "My medical skills are limited after all. If Mr. Xiao has access, you might as well ask another doctor with good medical skills to take a look and confirm each other."
Xiao Chan said: "Thank you, old doctor, for reminding me. I understand."
The old doctor nodded, said nothing more, and walked out of the door with the apprentices behind him.
Xiao Chan turned around and walked back to the meeting room. When he reached the screen wall, he paused for a moment and ordered the people around him: "Take my post and ask Dr. Wang to come to the house."
The attendant following him was stunned for a moment, then quickly responded: "Yes, young master, I'll go right away."
Xiao Chan did not hold an umbrella and returned to the backyard despite the snow. Along the way, a lot of snowflakes fell on his head and body. The maid quickly came forward to dust the snow off his body.
Mr. Xiao sat aside, with a somewhat unswerving look on his face.
"How is mother?" Xiao Chan asked.
Mr. Xiao said: "I just took the medicine and it seems better. It's just this illness..." They originally planned to leave for Yangxin yesterday, but they didn't want to wake up early yesterday and Mrs. Xiao felt a little dizzy. She asked the doctor to take a look and said she had a cold.
I felt sick and depressed, so I just took some medicine and rested. Who knew that when I woke up this morning, I was even more sick and couldn't even get up from the bed, so I had to invite this somewhat famous doctor to see me again.
From the looks of it, we can only wait for my wife's illness to recover and the weather to improve before setting off, and we will have to delay in Shangyong for a long time.
What gave Mr. Xiao some comfort was that they didn't need to go out to socialize in this snowy day, and there shouldn't be many people coming.
He doesn't want to see his old friends in Beijing now.
Xiao Chen nodded, "How is Ah Hong?"
"What else can we do?" Mr. Xiao became very angry when he mentioned this second son, "Still staying in his room without saying a word! Looking at him like this, it seems that we are sorry for him. It's all because of your grandmother and
His mother spoiled him rotten!"
Xiao Chen shook his head, "Ah Hong's temper..." He didn't know who had spoiled his brother like this or what, but he couldn't just leave it alone.
If he just let his father take him back to Yangxin, he would probably become more and more left-wing in the future.
After thinking for a while, Xiao Chan said: "I'll go see him and talk to him."
Mr. Xiao waved his hand impatiently and said, "Go ahead."
He was completely disappointed with this second son. If his mother and wife hadn't begged him so hard, he wouldn't even want to take him back.
Mr. Xiao has always been at ease with his eldest son, so since he said so, he left the matter to him.
