On the day Yi Chenjing left, Yi Huaiyu did not go to see her off.
Emperor Dayao, who had always been in good health, fell ill overnight and couldn't get out of bed. The imperial doctor said that he was suffering from anxiety and anxiety. Ou Suiliang didn't ask too many questions. He went straight to the gate of the imperial city as if he was holding a resentment.
"Jing'er, when you get there, you have to be careful when speaking and doing things. If you are bullied, be patient and don't always fight impulsively. When you miss your mother, just look at the sky, and your mother will look at the sky when she misses you. That way,
Maybe I can see it in my dream..." Su Shiyun held the silent Yi Chenjing in her hand. She wanted to force a smile, but she couldn't stop the tears.
Mother and son are connected, how can it not be painful when the flesh and blood are separated? Even though the sensible Yi Chenjing remained silent and tightly hid her fear of the road ahead, Su Shiyun knew that her son was actually very scared.
Ou Sui's conscience felt cold. He never thought that one day he would see Su Shiyun's mother and son separated, nor did he think that Yi Huaiyu would really bear the pain and give up her love in order to stabilize the imperial power. Now he looked at Yi Chenjing timidly staring not far away.
Only then did he realize that the man he was following was indeed the true Dragon Emperor, a wise king who was destined to rule the world.
Should you be happy or sad?
"Your Highness..." The wind carrying the wild sand made his weak voice become more and more ethereal. Ou Suiliang and others turned around and saw the shaky figure struggling to support themselves in the yellow sand in the wind.
Yi Chenjing finally couldn't help it, rubbed her eyes and rushed over to him crying: "Uncle Imperial Master! I don't want to leave, I don't want to go to Zhaoguo!"
In the palace where people's hearts are treacherous, Yi Chenjing, who was still a child, never dared to trust anyone. She could only open her heart to Shen Junfang, the national preceptor who was more than ten years older. When Shen Junfang arrived dragging his exhausted body,
The panic and fear that a seven or eight-year-old child should have was revealed, and turned into crystal tears pouring down his face.
"Didn't His Highness say that you must learn to be strong and be a man who can protect your concubine? How can you cry?" Shen Junfang wanted to pick up Yi Chenjing, but he barely had the strength to walk. He had to squat down and gently
Gently wiped away the tears on Yi Chenjing's face.
Although Shen Junfang did not have a grounding order, he was still in the stage of waiting for his fall. It was not appropriate to appear outside the palace at this time. Ou Suiliang hesitated to speak, but shook his head helplessly, walked to the side and stretched out his hand to gently support him.
"Thank you, General..." A grateful smile appeared on his young and pale face. Shen Junfang coughed a few times and bent down to touch the top of Yi Chenjing's head. "Your Highness, please remember that you are the prince who is most like the emperor. In the future, you will be the prince."
A general who conquers the world must never be weak and retreat. In this way, let's make an agreement. If His Highness can endure the hardships with strength, then when you come back, I will take you to my hometown for a walk. It is very beautiful there.
Beautiful, really beautiful..."
No matter how beautiful the illusion is, it will be shattered by the tragic cough. Ou Suiliang couldn't bear to look at the blood on the corner of Shen Junfang's lips. He hesitated for a moment and sighed softly: "I will personally send your Highness to Zhaoguo to ensure that Your Highness is safe before coming back."
I have to trouble my concubine to tell the emperor that I will take the initiative to accept the crime of leaving my post without permission when I return."
The journey to Zhaoguo is long and takes at least two months. With Shen Junfang withdrawing from the overall political situation, can Yi Huaiyu endure two months without Ou Sui's good assistant? Su Shiyun and Shen Junfang were both a little surprised.
Suiliang looked at it, and saw that the weather-beaten face still showed no signs of aging, except that the tired face was calm.
"This is what I should do - do my best to reduce the number of things that may make His Majesty regret."
With Ou Suiliang's companions protecting her, Su Shiyun could feel more at ease. Although she was still sad about being separated from her son, she also knew that this was an irreversible ending. She put on a smile and watched Yi Chenjing's carriage leave until the wheels could no longer be seen.
Su Shiyun dared to cry out due to the dust rising up, and knelt on the ground helplessly.
The child was deprived of her, and she had to live in a deserted palace. She didn't know when the end would be. Is this the result of her long wait?
It turns out that this is an insignificant emotion in the general trend of the world.
Those days passed very quickly. After Lianchenxuan became a cold palace that no one cared about, Su Shiyun burned incense, worshiped Buddha, and knelt down in front of the desk all day long. Yi Huaiyu came to the door quietly several times, but she ignored her and could only watch her from a distance.
silhouette, murmuring a warm name, and Su Shiyun often responded to him with a lonely back, or with a stereotyped and plain voice of chanting sutras.
If there really was a Buddha, how could he not see the misery of good men and women in the world?
When Yi Huaiyu asked Ou Suiliang, who had returned from Zhao Kingdom, he received a dull smile and a sad look.
"From that moment when the concubine and the queen chose your majesty, they were no longer innocent people. Of all the people who fought for your majesty to conquer the world, who didn't bear the sin of blood-stained rivers and mountains? Perhaps everything that happens now is God's ultimate sacrifice.
Brutal revenge."
"Revenge..." Yi Huaiyu murmured to himself, suddenly thinking of the person who was still in the cold palace and had not seen him for a long time.
That night Yi Huaiyu went to Huanqing Palace. Sima Tulan regarded him as nothing. Whether talking to Yi Chenyu or ordering Yuzhi to do things, she did not take Yi Huaiyu's appearance into consideration at all. At first, Yi Huaiyu did not care.
Angry, he felt guilty and longing for Sima Duran, until he saw the carefully wiped jade pendant on Sima Duran's bedroom dowry, he became furious, kicked over the table and chairs and walked away.
The things that Sima Tulan treasured as treasures came from Shen Junfang.
In fact, the jade pendant was not what Sima Tulan wanted to keep, but Yi Chenyu. It was not only the seventh prince Yi Chenjing who respected and admired Shen Junfang, but also the prince Yi Chenyu who suddenly started acting stupid from a certain day.
, but among all the princes, he is the one who can't see Shen Junfang the most. Sometimes he misses her too much, so he takes out the jade pendant and repeatedly thinks about the story Sima Duran told him when he was still an infant.
Thinking about it will make him happier, and he silently hopes that one day his wise father will be merciful and allow him to see his uncle, the Imperial Preceptor again, or simply appoint Shen Junfang as the Imperial Preceptor again, just like those happiest times.
Of course, that's just an unrealistic dream.
Sima Tulan did not explain the matter about the jade pendant. She was disheartened by Yi Huaiyu and was too lazy to defend herself. Anyway, as long as Sima Yuan was safe and sound, she had nothing else to worry about.
Perhaps it took too long for everyone to forget that there are still some things in Yi Huaiyu's hands. Just when Sima Tulan planned to stay alone in the cold palace and never communicate with Yi Huaiyu, Emperor Dayao's sudden imperial edict once again changed the situation.
in front of.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty has issued an order to send someone to send Master Shen away tomorrow morning... Master Shen's illness is getting worse and worse, and I'm afraid he may die..." Yuzhi conveyed the imperial edict to Sima Tulan with red eyes.
Dulan's face turned pale instantly.
She originally thought that Yi Huaiyu had forgotten, at least no longer blaming the innocent Shen Junfang, but she never thought that everything was not over yet.