He took three steps back, picked up his robe, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times solemnly.
"This time, Feng Chu goes out in person and will go all out to protect the northwest. Please father, please don't blame Feng Chu for his bad behavior back then!"
Standing up, he bowed to Yu Liang beside him and saluted, "Master Yu, my father will leave it to you!"
"Don't worry, Your Majesty!" Yu Liang turned around, took out a set of clothes and armor from the closet next to him, and solemnly handed it to him, "Your Majesty, before his death, told me that if the Crown Prince personally takes charge of a film one day, he will give this to him. Leave it to you!"
In his hand was a set of dark red fine armor, and at the top, there was a long sword with a red scabbard.
Shen Fengchu stood up, raised his hands, took the long sword, held the scabbard with his hands, and slowly opened it.
The long sword was unsheathed, and the fine water lines proved that it had been practiced for thousands of times. The simple sword blade was his favorite style.
This sword is 30% longer than an ordinary long sword. It has a heavy feel when held in the hand. It is a large sword suitable for charging and killing on horseback.
"This sword was made by the prince from the meteorite iron found in the sand sea of the Western Regions!"
"It...does it have a name?"
"The prince named it - Zhan Yu!" Yu Liang pursed his lips, "When the prince made this set of sword armor, he once said that he hoped you would never have the opportunity to wear it. He also said that if one day I If I really want to give you this set of armor, I must say to you on his behalf, I'm sorry. He promised your mother that he would let you live in peace and freedom for the rest of your life and do whatever you want, but he... failed to do it..."
Speaking of this, Yu Liang's voice became choked with sobs.
Zhan Yu?!
Shen Fengchu's heart trembled violently.
At that moment, he suddenly understood his father's conflicting mood.
On the one hand, Zhong Zhong certainly hopes that his son will fight on the battlefield, conquer one side, and continue the Shen family's reputation as a world-famous village like the previous heads of the Shen family. On the other hand, as a father, he also hopes that his son can live forever. Be safe and never have to stain your hands with blood.
Therefore, he made this suit of armor for Shen Fengchu, but kept it without giving it to him. Even if he wanted to give it to him, he would still have to say "I'm sorry."
Because, we can no longer let him do whatever he wants.
Because the burden must be handed over to him.
Because, he will eventually follow his old path.
…
So, sorry!
"Heavy, you... you idiot, you can only say sorry!"
With a whisper, Shen Fengchu raised his hand to take the armor from Yu Liang and strode out of the door.
All the way to Fengming Tower, Yun Chu was carefully inspecting the clothes that the maid had prepared for him. Knowing that he had always been very clean-minded, she specially ordered her servants to prepare more clothes for a change of clothes, and carefully placed the aromatherapy bags between the clothes. .
"His Royal Highness!"
When the servants saw Shen Fengchu entering the door, they all bowed and saluted.
"We're almost ready, I'll just check it one last time, that's all!" Yun Chu turned her face, met his eyes, and glanced at the sword armor on his body. She was slightly startled, then waved her hand and dismissed the maid in the room. , walked forward, she raised her hand to hold the armor in his hand, "This is?"
"The name of this sword left to me by my father is 'Zhan Yu'!" Shen Fengchu answered.
Yun Chu nodded lightly, raised her hands to take the entire suit of armor from him and put it aside. She raised her hand to pinch his belt, "Here, let me help you put on the armor!"
Wearing a black battle robe and a dark red battle armor, Yun Chu carefully held the Zhan Yu Sword with both hands and brought it to him.
After taking the sword, Shen Fengchu carefully hung it on his waist.