The oil lamp on the wall was still flickering, and under the light, a hint of disappointment flashed across Liao Xianghe's face.
"It's rare that the factory owner still remembers me. I'm here to thank him." Taking the wine jar from Xiao Chen's hand, Liao Xianghe turned around and placed the wine jar on the bed.
The sleeve whose left arm was cut off by Xiao Chen swayed gently under the oil lamp.
Liao Xianghe knew that the reason why Xiao Chen did not want to admit that he was from the same sect was because everything he had done was a conspiracy in his eyes.
Since ancient times, those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters, not to mention that what they plan is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Some people are destined to sacrifice for great things, and some people are destined to be the cornerstones of eternal great causes. Xiao Chen cannot understand these things, nor can he understand them.
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Xiao Chen has been living in Jin Yiwei all this time. Subconsciously, he was born to maintain the rule of the imperial court. Therefore, any existence that is opposed to the current imperial court is wrong in his eyes.
Liao Xianghe can understand this.
What's more, Xiao Chen is now dressed in purple and is a sharp weapon in the hands of the emperor. It is understandable to draw a clear line between him and himself, a wanted criminal in the imperial court.
"When are you going to execute me? To be precise, when is the emperor going to execute me?" Looking at Xiao Chen, Liao Xianghe's sallow face showed no expression, just like the first time he saw Xiao Chen.
Covering his mouth with his hand, Xiao Chen coughed slightly to relieve the embarrassment between the two parties.
"The Emperor didn't say anything about this. Maybe the Emperor is thinking about his old relationship and wants to keep your life." Xiao Chen said lightly.
"Old love? In the emperor's mind, is there still such a thing as old love?" Liao Xianghe smiled faintly and shook his head.
In Liao Xianghe's mind, all the ministers were just the emperor's tools. They had to repay old feelings and never had any feelings. How could there be talk of old feelings.
"I don't know about this. Mr. Liao knows the Emperor much better than I do. How dare I make casual conclusions in front of you. However, all the people related to your case have been brought to justice and have been killed.
Logically speaking, dealing with you should have been put on the agenda, but the emperor has yet to express his position. As for whether he is nostalgic, I can't tell." Xiao Chen smiled lightly and let Liao Xianghe figure it out for himself.
What is the emperor thinking about?
"Hahaha." Liao Xianghe laughed, "To be able to survive until now, that unlucky guy Cang Cheng should be my savior. Without him, I would have been praised by all the officials in the court and the emperor."
In his words, Liao Xianghe showed no gratitude to the emperor.
In your eyes, I am just a tool, and in my heart, you are not a tool for me to realize my own plans. It is just mutual use, and the word emotion cannot be compared with it.
Looking at the iron door of the cell, Liao Xianghe smiled stubbornly. In his smile, there was a hint of loneliness of failure, and more of an unyielding dignity after failure.
Looking at Liao Xianghe, Xiao Chen took off the oblate animal skin flask from his waist, raised his head, took a sip, and handed it over: "Want a sip?"
From the other party's tone, Xiao Chen finally understood. Even though the emperor still cared about his old feelings for Liao Xianghe, in Liao Xianghe's mind, he didn't care at all.
Perhaps, from the beginning, Liao Xianghe lurked in Jinyiwei with purpose for some reasons. From the beginning, he was on the opposite side of the emperor. From the beginning, it was just a hostile feeling.
But for himself, Xiao Chen clearly felt that Liao Xianghe was approaching from the bottom of his heart. It seemed that he could talk to him about anything except the big things he planned behind him.
Looking at the animal skin flask handed over by Xiao Chen, Liao Xianghe's eyes flashed with a trace of imperceptible relief. He reached out to take it, raised his head and took a sip.
"This is your master's wine flask, have you kept it?" The drink from the corner of Ren's mouth slipped gently, he raised his arm and wiped his mouth with his right wrist holding the wine flask, Liao Xianghe asked with a chuckle.
"Well, without Master, I wouldn't have what I am today. This is the only thought he left me, and I have always kept it." Xiao Chen said softly.
"Your master likes to soak things in the wine pot, but this is just ordinary shochu." Handing the wine pot back to Xiao Chen, Liao Xianghe smiled slightly.
Taking the jug, plugging the stopper tightly and hanging it on his waist, Xiao Chen said: "Master didn't teach me the recipe for making medicinal wine, so I can only fill it with ordinary soju."
"Do you want to express the importance of Master, or do you want to say that you still care a little bit about Master?" Liao Xianghe smiled, his sallow face slightly distorted, making his smile look more meaningful.
"Master is master, and my sect is my sect. My master is so kind to me, but I never know what my sect is like." Xiao Chen's words made people sound a little difficult to understand for a while.
After carefully looking Xiao Chen up and down, Liao Xianghe's expression gradually softened.
"Tell me, what do you want to know when you come here today? As long as it's not something I think I shouldn't tell you, I can answer your questions." Liao Xianghe said.
"Master Liao misunderstood. I came today just to see you. I didn't want to ask you any questions. Although we are on opposite sides, to be honest, I still admire Master Liao very much." Xiao Chen
With a serious look on his face, he said solemnly.
"Hahaha..." Liao Xianghe laughed loudly again.
"Besides being against the imperial court, I, Liao Xianghe, think that I am worthy of admiration from the world. However, I am still very pleased to hear these two words from your mouth today."
"This is because we have different positions, so we are on opposite sides of each other. However, Mr. Liao is really a respectable opponent. Whether it is his responsibility or his vigorous and resolute style of doing things, ordinary people cannot match him. Especially the city in his heart.
, even if I stand opposite you, I can never guess what you are thinking or what you are going to do." Xiao Chen said softly.
"Oh, you were complimenting me first, but it sounds a little weird later. Are you trying to say that I am an old fox, but you think this word is not appropriate, so you say that I am a rich man?" Liao Xianghe smiled, with a smile on his face.
Didn't mean to be angry.
"No, no." Xiao Chen shook his head hastily, "I want to say that with Mr. Liao's experience and vision, he must have his own unique insights into matters in the DPRK."
Liao Xianghe was stunned: "Why, have you encountered anything difficult to solve in the court recently? Or is it that someone is jealous of your purple clothes and started to target you?"
"I'm not afraid of me. It's just that I feel that there is a secret force in the court recently that is adding fuel to the fire. I don't know much about the positions of the courtiers. I want to find out from you what kind of person this King of Han is.
people?"
"Do you want to participate in the fight for heirs among the princes?" Liao Xianghe's expression suddenly changed.
