Chapter 8 Seeing each other is also goodbye

Seeing this, Concubine Zhai was about to go out, but was blocked by Lu Zhuo: "The son-in-law can wait with peace of mind, the general must have his consideration when arranging this." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

After trying hard a few times, she found that it was not oil and salt at all, and she could only kneel on the futon angrily and eat the fruit vigorously.

After more than half an hour, just when Fei Zhai was bored, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and a middle-aged man with eyebrows like silver hooks and eyes like the moon walked in alone.

Lu Zhuo bowed respectfully to the ground, and under the man's nod, he gently walked out of the door, closed the door and stood there like a steel gun.

Fei Zhai's face was full of nervousness, staring at the man in the cyan robe in a daze, looking at his majestic but heroic eyebrows, the looming black, and his eyes were slightly red.

She may not understand the love and love things in the "Book of Songs" for the time being, but she has been familiar with the "Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon" since she was three years old, and knows that this is a sign of terminal illness.

Chen Zhulin took a futon, walked to her and sat down, and said with a rare smile: "Do you have flowers on my father's face?" ”

After all, Fei Zhai is a six- or seven-year-old girl, and now that she has seen her biological father, she also wants to run into his arms to play with him, but after all, it is the first time they meet, and she still resists that urge.

She didn't answer, just shook her head silently, and the tears in her eyes quietly rolled down her red face.

Chen Zhulin stretched out his hands and gently hugged him into his arms, without the majesty of an emperor, some were just doting on his children as a father, he said softly: "Is it good to call your father?" ”

Fei Zhai did not resist, the pear blossom curled up in a warm embrace with rain, and after hearing this sentence, her small mouth moved, but she did not make any sound.

How could Chen Zhulin not know what she was thinking, and sighed: "My father-in-law listened to Chen Yi's story, Zhai Er has read the scriptures and history since she was a child, and she is the best at medical science, so she must have already seen that her father-in-law is sick." Life is impermanent, birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable, so there is no need to worry. ”

"Father." Fei Zhai raised her head, looked at the resolute side face and the softness of the corners of her mouth, and said softly: "Grandpa will definitely be able to heal you." ”

Chen Zhulin picked up a roll of silk silk, wiped the tears on her face, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly: "Back then, Uncle Wang Chen Tuo took advantage of his father's critical illness to kill his brother and the prince to remove him from succeeding to the position of Lord Chen, and sent the army to search for my three brothers to prevent future troubles. ”

Concubine Zhai was silent, for such a long time, there must be a grandfather behind her, but she still wanted to say something, but she heard the voice sound again: "This father does not have a prince, although the son of the second brother Li Gong is smart and ambitious, but he is too young, I am afraid that he will not be able to convince the public." After my father followed his ancestor Emperor Shun, Chen Guo was handed over to your uncle. My father is not worried about your sister, but he is not worried about you. ”

She had long heard that she had a sister named Chen Fei, but she had never seen it, and after hearing this, she felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, which was a kind of pain after great joy and great sorrow, a kind of ebb and flow, from expectation to despair of pain, which made her whole body tremble.

Fei Zhai thought that this meeting might be goodbye, although she tried her best to restrain herself, she couldn't help it, and suddenly cried bitterly, and even her voice became blurred: "Zhai Er~can~can take care~ of herself." ”

Chen Zhulin's eyes were slightly red, and he patted her back, at this time he was no longer a king, but an ordinary father coaxing his daughter: "Father knows that Zhai'er can take care of himself, so he arranged a place for you to go." ”

After a while, Fei Zhai slowly stopped crying, raised her right hand and touched Chen Zhulin's cheek, wanting to grasp the warmth in her hand firmly: "Isn't it Muye?" ”

Chen Zhulin kissed her forehead, and asked instead of answering: "Zhai'er has grown up, he should go to see the scenery outside and live a normal life." ”

Fei Zhai never asked about her mother, and Chen Zhulin didn't mention it, thinking that this was a tacit understanding between father and daughter, after all, it was a kind of torture to bring up the past.

Time passed quietly, in the middle, Lu Zhuo asked someone to send a sumptuous lunch, Fei Zhai ate happily, Chen Zhulin sandwiched dishes for her from time to time, both of them seemed to have forgotten the sad thing, but the gloom in Fei Zhai's bright eyes couldn't be hidden.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

In the evening, Lu Zhuo stood outside the door and said softly: "Your Majesty, it's getting late, it's time to go back to the city." ”

Chen Zhulin looked at the girl who was asleep in his arms, his starry eyes were full of doting, he got up and picked up Fu Zhai, his body stood straight, and a king's momentum suddenly rose: "Come in." ”

Lu Zhuo gently pushed open the door, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly ran to the front and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, hand it over to the last general!" ”

Chen Zhulin glanced at him, and walked out of the door step by step.

Lu Zhuo's eyes were full of panic, and the look of anxiety on his face was overflowing, and he immediately stepped out but did not dare to stop him: "But ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Zhulin turned around and went downstairs, Lu Zhuo was helpless, ran to the front at a trot, and asked the guards to hurry up and prepare the carriage, and then squatted down and let Chen Zhulin step on his back into an extremely ordinary carriage.

After Chen Zhulin entered the carriage, Lu Zhuo glanced around vigilantly, and then saw ordinary people in all directions nodding to him without a trace, and then drove the carriage onto East Street and ran towards the outside of Wanqiu City.

At the same time, there were two people standing outside the south hall of Wanqiu Inner City, one of them was a young man wearing a concubine's totem official uniform and a face like a crown of jade, this person was Chen Zhulin's younger brother, Gongzi Pestle.

The other was a burly man with a rough face and a scar on his neck.

Gongzi Jian frowned slightly, and was faintly angry: "General Chen, where did Jun Shang go?" ”

Chen Yi grinned: "I don't know where the king went, the king won't let me follow, and I can't disobey the order!" ”

Since the completion of the sacrifice, Gongzi Pestle found that Chen Zhulin was gone, and he thought he was back in the palace, so he didn't pay attention to it, until an hour ago he had something to do, but found that he had never come back at all.

Gongzi turned around and looked at the steps of His Royal Highness: "As the general of the palace guards, you don't know where the king went?" ”

Chen Yiyi: "The gentleman should see that the royal street is lively, so he went to relax, don't worry about the son." ”

Gongzi sighed: "Your body is not as good as day by day, and it is really not easy to be affected, how can you not be in a hurry." ”

Chen Yi put away his smile and had a serious expression: "What Childe is worried about is that General Ben has already sent someone to look for it, and it won't be long before there is news." ”

At this moment, a guard in iron armor and silver helmet hurriedly ran to the two of them, knelt down on one knee and bowed: "General, the king has returned to the city." ”

After hearing this, Gongzi looked at Chen Yi, who I knew, with an inexplicable smile on his face, but he didn't say anything.

Chen Yi smiled wryly, and secretly wiped a handful of sweat.