After saying this, Song Chengxuan closed his eyes, trying to get rid of the current emotions. After a while, he opened his eyes again and tried to get up. When he put his hands up, he immediately found that he couldn't do it, so he slowly lay down and folded his hands on his abdomen.
He was motionless as if he had fallen asleep again.
Xu Qinghuan knew that he was not asleep. If he could walk freely, he would have gotten up and left long ago. But the only thing he could do now was to keep himself quiet and eliminate everything that would affect him as much as possible. He did not listen or think, and did not move or think.
For some reason, such peace made him seem a little fragile and helpless.
Xu Qinghuan wanted to leave quietly, but when he saw this, he couldn't bear to say, "We were sorry for what happened back then."
Song Chengxuan did not move.
The atmosphere in the room was a bit awkward. Xu Qinghuan pursed her lips and said, "Master Song, please rest for now. When you feel better, I will send someone to send you away."
He frowned slightly when he mentioned the words Master Song. It was obvious that this title was unfamiliar to him when he was drunk.
Xu Qinghuan suddenly thought of the crimes that the imperial court counted against the King of Wei and his family. One of them was colluding with important ministers of the three dynasties to form a party and rebel.
The veteran minister of three dynasties was also punished by the Nine Tribes, just because he said when he was drunk, Gaozong mentioned that if you get a good son, you can guarantee the peace of the country for thirty years, and if you get a good grandson, you can hope for a hundred years of prosperity.
When the King of Wei was involved in the rebellion, some people attributed this sentence to the King of Wei and his son, saying that the old ministers were secretly planning for the King of Wei and recruiting officials to prepare for the rebellion.
This is nonsense, but probably because the King of Wei and the Crown Prince were really outstanding, this sentence became a thorn in the heart of the late emperor, so he ordered everyone in the Palace of Wei to be punished, including the young Crown Prince of Wei.
It was not easy for Song Chengxuan to survive. He was cautious, kept his name anonymous, could never mention his real name in front of others, and completely erased himself from this world.
Strictly speaking, the Crown Prince of Wei is already dead, at least not leaving any trace on Song Chengxuan's body.
Thinking of this, Xu Qinghuan's eyes fell on Song Chengxuan again. His lips seemed to be very dry. "Do you want to drink more water?"
Those clear eyes opened again, and then fell on her face. "Why don't you leave?" There was a hint of sarcasm in the voice, "Didn't you already make a choice... You should stay far away to avoid any harm."
Implicated, why are you still coming forward now... Aren't you afraid that I will reiterate the agreement we made back then?"
Somehow, Xu Qinghuan seemed to understand the other meaning of his words. What Song Chengxuan was referring to was not only his father's betrayal of King Wei and failure to help him back then, but also a violation of the agreement that was happening.
Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but ask, "What is Mr. Song referring to?"
Even though the man was still drunk, his expression was still a bit deep. "On the fifth day of the winter, it's an ugly moment."
Xu Qinghuan was stunned there. Song Chengxuan was talking about her birthday, how could he know.
Song Chengxuan said, "My... do you know?" The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, "It's written in that big red post."
His smile turned sarcastic, "I'm afraid that post has been burned long ago, right?"
Xu Qinghuan stood up from the brocade tree and looked at Song Chengxuan blankly, "You mean we have an engagement?" He wrote his birth date on the red post. Only the elders of both parties would do this if they made an engagement.
That's why he said that you are the eldest daughter of Marquis Anyi... I actually forgot that you had already broken the contract... Maybe at that moment of confusion, he mistakenly thought that everything was as before. Just after she said those words,
He woke up from a dream and was brought back to reality by her.
Xu Qinghuan's heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.
She had never heard her father say these things. The engagement was still there, but things had changed.
Xu Qinghuan was speechless for a long time.
Song Chengxuan said, "Go out, I want to rest."
His voice was unusually hoarse.
She walked over mysteriously, twisted the handkerchief and wiped his forehead. He didn't dodge, but just closed his eyes.
"I don't know," Xu Qinghuan whispered, "My father has never mentioned this matter." She had never known this in her previous life.
"You," Xu Qinghuan tightened the handkerchief, "do you want us to abide by our engagement?"
She was obviously very close to him, but he could feel from her every move that she wanted to escape far away. Her voice was very low, like whispering. What he brought to her was not joy, but anxiety and panic.
.
And he was lying here, as if waiting for mercy and charity from others.
Song Chengxuan closed his eyes and felt her standing there silently for a long time, and then put the cool towel on his forehead.
She probably thought he was asleep, so she sighed quietly, then got up and walked out.
The room became quiet again.
Song Chengxuan opened his eyes and looked at the low hanging curtain above his head. He sat up and pulled back the thin quilt on his body. He had indeed drank a lot, but he was not that drunk. Maybe he wanted to get drunk like this once.
Xu Qinghuan served the soup and was about to go see Song Chengxuan again.
Meng Lingyun came over and reported, "Sir Song has left. I wanted to catch up and help him, but he refused, so he walked out and got on the horse."
Where would Song Chengxuan go? Did he have a place to stay in Jiangyin? She walked into the house again. Under the dim light, it was naturally empty.
Xu Qing'an, who was in the room next to him, woke up from his sleep and muttered something to persuade him to drink: "Sir Song... you are a hero. You are truly admirable. Let's have another drink. One day... we will have the opportunity... to kill the enemy together on the battlefield."
Hahaha... Once I become successful and famous, I will be satisfied if I marry the Cao family's sister."
Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but shake his head. He couldn't ask for more from his brother. He really could only listen to him say a serious word.
But Song Chengxuan was just the opposite. Only by being so drunk could he relax for a while.
Xu Qinghuan slowly sat on the bed again, looking at the empty bed in trance. What she learned tonight made her unable to calm down for a long time.
"Miss, it's time to go back and rest." Feng Chu whispered.
Xu Qinghuan nodded, stood up and left the room.
…
Stayed up all night.
Even in the days after she was reborn, she could make herself sleep peacefully, but she couldn't fall asleep last night until the sky brightened outside.
Usually by this time she had already gotten up to wash herself, but today she was lying in bed with no intention of getting up.
Until Xu Qing'an's voice came from outside, "I didn't... I didn't drink that much... Mr. Song is so powerful. What I said is true, dad... how could I lie to you."
Then there was the sound of the wine jar being kicked to pieces.
Xu Qinghuan put on her clothes and opened the door. Xu Qingan had been thrown to the ground, holding her buttocks and whining repeatedly.
Xu Qinghuan walked over and saluted Marquis Anyi, "How is father's injury? My daughter has something to say to her father."