Shen Junzhuo still felt a little pity. He looked down at Shen Minghe who was slumped on the ground. His long-term alcoholism made his eyes blurred, his eyes drooped, his nose turned red, and his body became rotten.
Their names are all taken from the Book of Songs, which are beautiful and earnest expectations. Now that the brothers have come to this point, the old prince who is no longer alive must have not expected it.
He squatted down, looked at him, stretched out a hand to him, and said:
"Brother, don't care about those reputations, you should care about your heart. What do you care about and what do you care about?"
But Shen Minghe stopped looking at him, lowered his head, pulled the wine pot that fell on the ground, and touched it one by one in his hand. What did he care about? Is this useful now? What he cares about has long been ruined by his own hands.
, a thought was apart, and my favorite son died. Is it still too late to talk about these things?
He felt sad. Life failure was nothing more than this. He was defeated in a mess, completely, unable to grasp anything, and could not keep anything. He had just pinched the identity of a duke. Seeing the family withering and the country of great success was shaking.
, He was powerless, could not do anything, and could not do anything well.
This is the identity he stolen. It shouldn't be what he should have. It's useless for him to stolen! He regretted it, but it's too late. Once the mistake is made, it takes too much courage to change it. He really doesn't have this one.
Courage, he didn't even have the courage to reexamine himself!
He shook his head, his eyes were depressed and his body was exhausted. He waved his hand and said:
"Don't say these useless things, just say what you want to do, right? Go and kill her? Want to let me be demoted? I know you and Yan'er have a deep relationship. You have been the ones you raised and followed you in and out.
, you will learn from your words and things... You want to avenge him, okay, you don’t care about the Duke’s Mansion, don’t care about your reputation, do whatever you want..."
As he said that, he struggled to get up, but he stepped on the wine on the ground slid down and fell to the ground in a mess.
Shen Junzhuo's eyes became cold. He was already ugly in his eyes. He wanted to give him a chance to make a decision on his own, but he was disappointed.
He stood up and no longer gave him any look. What he couldn't do was not that he couldn't do it, he had to do what he didn't want to do.
He walked out with great strides.
The sky was already dark, and at some point a heavy dark cloud in the sky was pressing down, surging, and a sudden rain seemed to fall.
Shen Junzhuo left, without him, a wind blew in from outside the door and blew on Shen Minghe. He suddenly shuddered, and he climbed up from the ground in a panic and rushed towards the sword hanging on the wall.
, picked it off, threw it out the door, stood at the door and laughed wildly.
He trembled all over his body with a smile, pointing at the sword and shouting:
"Go, go, take it, take it all! I should take my life!"
A servant was guarding the door from a distance, looking at the crazy prince, so scared that he didn't dare to take a step forward.
The Duke's Mansion began to be in chaos, and suddenly a large number of imperial guards surged out from somewhere. No matter what the female family members, the imperial guards looked cold and rushed forward, gathering towards Deyiju.
Someone was so scared that he trembled, and said, "The house was searched with his lips in panic!
This sentence was spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and soon spread throughout the Duke's Mansion. There was panic, people were overturned, and people cried and shouted.