CHAPTER XLVII
"Tianmu, this is a major matter related to the family, you can't be a child anymore. Shiso gently clasped the top with well-maintained, rounded fingers. Lei Xiaoli's eldest son is the crown prince, but there are so many people who rely on their favor to run out to make waves, knowing that the king likes the fourth son, so he pouted and said that he should choose according to his ability to choose, although the king's attitude has not changed, but I am afraid that I can't stand the wind every day.
"She's already outside the palace, what does your fight have to do with her?" I knew my sister's thoughts, but I still had to ask more.
"Her relationship with the fourth son doesn't matter, but the relationship with you? Zi Su said, "As long as we don't get caught, the fourth son will not be able to be made the crown prince at all." ”
"Do you have to die?" he looked at Shiso, her expression was calm, but her voice was cold and ruthless.
"The safest and cleanest way to do it. Shiso Yun said lightly. "Don't forget, there's Weiqing. "In case you go along the vine and touch the melon, there is no other way to clear it up except for death.
Yan Tianmu's face was expressionless, and with a "bang", the cup in his hand was crushed. Looking at the fallen porcelain pieces and the blood stains on them, Shiso didn't say much. He should know better than anyone else about the current situation. She couldn't let him ruin years of hard work for the sake of a woman. She even regretted her decision back then, thinking that he would return to the normal trajectory as soon as he was fresh, but over the years, he had read that woman consistently, and the more he did this, the more he had to get rid of it. Ruthless is not as affectionate as bitterness, why can't he understand it?
Yan Tianmu walked outside the door of his son's room and looked at the figure of writing reflected in the window. He smiled slightly. Comforting heart. But when I thought of Xiyan, I couldn't help but sigh. He didn't know what his sister said, his father didn't care that he was never married, and he had a child whose mother was unknown, so how could he take care of the family in vain? He rubbed his forehead. He doesn't do it himself, and his sister won't give up.
The empty practice room was lit by candles.
Lei Zhan practiced alone in the practice room.
He is almost 14 years old. According to the rules of the palace, he will be sent to his fiefdom, and except for the crown prince, no other prince can live in the capital. His fiefdom must be relatively far away, and the nearby ones should be reserved for the other children of the queen mother, and for the favored prince, no matter how much his father likes him, it is impossible to confront the officials for him. In the future, he will only be able to rely on himself, and when he thinks of this, he will practice even harder. Lei Xiao stood on the side of the door, looking thoughtfully at the sweaty child inside, but refused to stop to rest. It seems that overnight, the child who was originally skinned to death became a different person, silent and practicing hard. His talent is too good, and among Lei Xiao's many princes, he is the absolute best, and because of this, Lei Xiao is even more worried. Lei Xiao stood there for a long time, and saw the people inside lying on their backs on the ground gasping for breath before leaving.
Lei Zhan's fiefdom was in Yangyi, where the land was fertile and difficult to defend, and it was one of the independent counties of Anguo. It can be regarded as Lei Xiao's selfishness, and the garrisons currently sent to Yangyi are all descendants of the army that once fought with him. Many people knew his love for the fourth son, and he had the audacity to ask for the fourth son to be the crown prince, but he pretended to be puzzled. The position of the crown prince is not reserved for the most talented, but the most suitable. They won't not be incompatible. He doesn't intend to let his family affairs become a bargaining chip for everyone. Come to think of it, although the side concubine is not his favorite woman, she is the woman who brings him the least problems, almost clean, as if she never existed. What she left behind was the best, the most beloved four sons.
Mother. Lei Zhan shouted loudly in his heart. Would she have heard? He didn't remember her at all, but she must have been the most beautiful woman in the world, with a gentle smile and warm hands, and perhaps sad for missing him. He was very lonely, and in the dead of night, that loneliness was like a crazy vine man unscrupulously wrapped around his heart, making his every breath ache. He does not shed tears, because no one will wipe his tears for him.
"Come with me, and I'll protect you to the end. Han Lang said patiently.
"I can't. Xiyan rolled her eyes vigorously and let the tears go back.
"You can. Han Lang grabbed her arm and looked at her stubborn face, "Let's leave together, go to the Zhou Kingdom, go to the frontier, go to the Central Plains, there must be a way to heal you." ”
Xiyan's tears fell involuntarily, when did she start to cry and become vulnerable?
"Are you unwilling to leave because you don't believe me?" Han Lang asked, "What do you have to do to believe me?"
Xiyan looked at him and said in his heart, I have never believed so firmly, and it is precisely because of this that I choose to retreat, not because I am not brave enough, but because the price to pay is too great.
"I took your wishes, but I really can't leave. "I can't let you live in turmoil for my sake, and I can't use your gratitude to seek your own freedom and comfort. Also, I still want to be alive, so that I can remember your smile, the happiness you bring me, and the feelings that come from you. Because of you, I'm more afraid of death than ever, afraid that I won't have time to feel it all.
"Shhh Han Lang blew out the candle and calmed down. He pried open the door, and anyone who came would surely find out, how was he going to get her out? In the darkness, he took her hand and pulled her to his side, leaning against the wall against himself.
"You go. She whispered. It was Yan Tianmu's footsteps, not deliberately remembered, but so familiar.
More than one person. Han Lang thought secretly. He turned his head and smiled firmly in the darkness. She was scared, and her hands were sweating with relish. "Don't be afraid. His steady voice soothed her nervous heart.
The footsteps are getting closer. Suddenly, there was a stop.
Yan Tianmu looked coldly at the man standing in front of the door.
"What wind has brought you here?" he asked, smiling. How did he end up here?
"Passing by. "Perhaps only such a ridiculous statement is in line with the current state of affairs.
"The prince is really good at laughing. Yan Tianmu raised his eyebrows.
"General Yan is really responsible, and he didn't forget to inspect here in the middle of the night. Lei Yao said teasingly.
Between them, they have always looked at each other faintly, and they have been doing so for many years.
"Since it's such a coincidence, why don't we go have a drink. Yan Tianmu suddenly proposed.
"Okay. Lei Yao readily agreed. The two of them went one after the other, evaded the patrols and climbed over the wall.
"Let's go. Han Lang heard that there was no sound outside, so he wanted to take Xiyan away.
The flames are blazing. There was chaos in the deserted house.
As soon as Yan Tianmu heard the report, he stood up suddenly, rushed to the door, and galloped his horse. Lei Yao also followed.
The fire spread quickly. Starting from Xiyan's room, ride the wind and follow the trend.
When Yan Tianmu and Lei Yao arrived, they only saw collapsed houses and ashes. In the faint starlight of dawn, the light smoke curls up desolately. Yan Tianmu stood in place, not saying a word. There was not a glimmer of water in the blood-red eyes.