"Daddy is old!" Song Yan brushed away Song Lan's hand, and opened his mouth expressionlessly, in the mottled light and shadow, he was not as calm as he was at the beginning, "Anyone who goes to the battlefield will have such a day, such a thing as luck...... is the most unreliable. ”

Song Lan sat at his feet as if she had lost her strength, hiding her face and crying, "If Dad is really gone, then what should we do?" What about Yanwangfu? What should I do? ”

Hearing this, Song Yan looked at her with low eyebrows, his eyes were filled with unconcealable pain, and he stretched out his hand and landed on the top of his sister's head, "There is no father in Yanwangfu, and there is me!" ”

Song Lan raised her head, tears were still hanging on her face, looking up at the young man in disbelief, for a moment, she felt that Song Yan seemed to be different from before, when did it start?

Cheng Nan stepped forward and picked up Song Lan, "County Lord, it's cold on the ground, you have to take care of your own body." ”

"Brother?" Song Lan brushed Cheng Nan's hand away, "You, are you okay?" ”

Song Yan endured the pain in his eyes, and his face was still indifferent, "What can I do?" ”

There was a sound outside, and it was Fuxiu who walked into the door with the stumbling Princess Yan, "Banquet ......"

"Mother!" Song Yan immediately took a hand, "Why don't you rest well if you're not in good health?" ”

Princess Yan cried so much that her eyes were red and swollen like walnuts, and she spoke as if she was about to lose her breath, and her suppressed choked voice made people smell sour, "What does the emperor mean?" Why, why, should we be treated like this? ”

"Mother, don't worry." Song Yan took a deep breath, "I plan to enter the palace overnight to meet the emperor." ”

Princess Yan couldn't cry, "Is your father really, really gone?" Is there really no way back? I still dream of his triumphant return, why is this happening? If you haven't just won, how can you ......?"

"I'll talk about the specifics when I get back." Song Yan thought about it again and again, and finally wanted to enter the palace.

The letter was sent by his father's deputy general Wei Ming, and the palace didn't say anything about the specific matter, but just asked the guards to guard the Yanwang Mansion and not allow anyone to enter or leave.

"Yan'er......" Princess Yan said desolately, "If that's the case, then let me see your father again...... The last side, right? ”

Song Yan nodded sullenly and strode away.

The guards sent a message to the palace, Song Xuanqing of course knew why Song Yan came to ask for a meeting, and there was a moment of hesitation in his heart, but it was not his nature to dodge, and he finally agreed to allow Song Yan to enter the palace to meet him.

Kneeling in front of the emperor, Song Yan's face was pale and extremely respectful, "Long live my emperor, long live!" ”

"Get up!" Song Xuanqing personally hugged him, his voice was sad, and he stood with a firm face, "Uncle Huang is my own uncle, you are my cousin, I am not unsympathetic, I just ...... The world is at stake, and I have to make a choice. One day there is a choice between me and the world, and I will not regret my original intention. ”

Song Yan stood there, bent his waist slightly, an ugly smile on the corner of his lips, and a glint in his eyes, "The minister knows the emperor's hardships, the Beilan mission is in Beijing, if the father's affairs are leaked, it will definitely cause variables, and when the time comes, Beilan will rebel, and Da Zhou will be the enemy." ”

"Yes!" Song Xuanqing did not deny it.

Song Yan continued, "The minister has always been stubborn, and when my father was alive, he relied on his father's prestige to act recklessly and relied on the emperor's favor...... did a lot of willful and ridiculous things. But the emperor can rest assured, it will not be in the future! ”

Without his father's protection, if he can't grow up quickly, he will ...... in the future How to take on the responsibility of Yanwangfu?

He also has a mother, and a sister, and ...... Unfinished dreams.

Song Xuanqing was a little stunned, Song Yan's sudden calmness was really confusing, you must know that not long ago, Song Yan also made a big fuss in the palace because of Jin Yue's affairs, and finally ended with the abolition of the first emperor's marriage decree.

How to ...... now?

"Song Yan!" Song Xuanqing spoke seriously, slowly walked to the front of the desk and sat down, "Sit!" ”

"Emperor Xie!" Song Yan bowed.

Hai Sheng served tea and respectfully withdrew from the imperial study.

"I didn't make a holy decree, I just don't want Yan Wangfu to feel that I am embarrassing you." Song Xuanqing sighed, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, "When the Beilan mission leaves, I will correct the name of the imperial uncle and the defeat...... Leave that on hold for now. ”

Song Yan knew in his heart that the so-called "no holy decree" was just an imperial power trick, and he didn't want the world to criticize him, nor did he want the situation to spread, for fear of affecting the peace negotiations between Da Zhou and Beilan. I know in my heart that it doesn't mean that I have to say it, he used to do little and more, so he was defeated in this mouth and said everything outward, so he will fail, lose, and lose again and again......

Thinking of the unfinished dream, he felt a hard tug in his heart.

"The minister understands!" Song Yan narrowed his eyes.

Defeat is also a sin, and the emperor is not a relief, but a warning.

"It's best if you can be considerate of nature." Song Xuanqing put down the cup in his hand, "Song Yan, I am also very sad about the matter of the emperor's uncle, but I am the emperor, and what the emperor wants to do is to give the people of the world a peace, and the Yanwang Mansion ...... The future is yours, people must always learn to grow up by themselves, this responsibility I hope you can afford! ”

Song Yan's throat rolled, "Your Majesty, the ministers have something to ask for." ”

"Uncle Huang's body, I have ordered someone to find it and secretly send it back to Kyoto City. Of course, this has to be after the Beilan mission returns to Beilan, and before that, I will let people take good care of the body of the imperial uncle! Song Xuanqing's voice was heavy, "He is my uncle to the emperor, and I will not treat him badly, nor will I treat you badly." ”

The premise is that the news cannot be spread.

The emperor's words are so obvious that he cannot mourn or grieve, and he should have never happened.

"Your Majesty ......" Song Yan choked, his eyebrows trembling uncontrollably, "My father is dead!" ”

Song Xuanqing held the cup's hand, trembled slightly, and looked at Song Yan thoughtfully.

Song Yan is younger than him, but luckier than him, from childhood to adulthood, Song Yan grew up in the care of King Yan and Princess Yan, pampered, indulgent, when the sons and daughters in the palace are in the battlefield without gunsmoke, when they are fighting and dying blood, Song Yan is proud of the spring breeze, and he is unrestrained and chic outside the palace, these things are all children who grew up in the palace, and they do not have.

His eyes were slightly dark, and Song Xuanqing suppressed the obscurity in his heart, "My father is too!" ”

Song Yan picked up the cup with red eyes, and lifted the lid with shaking hands.

"I'm not as lucky as you." Song Xuanqing took a sip of tea and tried his best to remain calm, but the trembling of his voice still betrayed his emotions, "My father is the Son of Heaven, and he, like all fathers in the world, hopes that his son will become a dragon." But he has so many sons that he can't even remember who is who? Who gave birth to this son, and which palace did that son belong to? ”

Song Yan bit his lip, and the hot tea passed through the tip of his tongue, so painful that he almost burst into tears.

"You don't need your mother's protection, because you are the only son of the emperor's uncle, and no one dares to offend the little prince of the Yan Palace!" Song Xuanqing hooked her lips and smiled sarcastically, her eyes were cold, "Song Yan, we are almost the same age, but what we have experienced is different, I have the world on my shoulders, and I have stepped on the white bones on the soles of my feet, and I can't help myself in many things." ”

No wonder is ruthless, and I can't help myself.

Song Yan nodded, "The minister understands." ”

"Don't let anyone hear you...... The cry of the Yan Palace. Song Xuanqing lowered his eyes, "Stand down!" ”

Song Yan put down the cup in his hand, got up and saluted, and said respectfully, "Minister, retire!" ”

When he walked out of the imperial study, Song Yan stumbled and almost fell down the steps, but fortunately Cheng Nan helped him in time.

"Little prince?" Cheng Nan was shocked.

Song Yan stabilized his body, the cold wind in the winter night slashed on his face, and the pain was like a knife, he left the palace in embarrassment, and his feet were frivolous as if he would fall down at any time.

Cheng Nanzhan followed behind tremblingly, full of fear.

"Your Majesty!" Haisheng saluted.

Song Xuanqing held his forehead, and it was difficult to hide the pain on his face, "King Xuannan has entered the palace." ”

"Yes!"

In this world, except for the sweetheart, there is nothing irreplaceable.

Song Yan turned over and got on his horse when he got out of the palace gate, and galloped wildly.

Cheng Nan was so anxious that he chased after him, for fear that something would happen to Song Yan again, "Little prince, this is not the direction to go back to the palace!" ”

Indeed, this is the direction to go to Fu's house.

"Little Prince!" Cheng Nan was flustered, if the little prince was too sad, something would happen.

When Song Yan dismounted, he stood outside the courtyard wall of the Fu family, and he stood in the shadows, looking at the high wall, separated by a wall...... This direction is probably the location of Shangyiyuan, right? Shangyiyuan, her gentle hometown with Fu Jiuqing.

"Jin Yue!" He choked up and muttered her name.

Cheng Nan wanted to step forward, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he retreated and guarded quietly, he saw the tall man, bent his waist, his forehead against the cold wall, his shoulders twitched slightly, as if he was crying.

There was no crying, only suppressed shaking.

Calling her name over and over again, the woman who no longer belonged to her, completely severed the relationship with him, and he was even deprived of the qualification to stand in front of her in the end, and he was so completely broken, but he was so reluctant.

After spitting out the blood in his heart outside the Golden Palace, he seemed to have a dream, in the dream there was her and him, she did not leave, he did not lose.

And then?

Later, he got what he wanted, and she smiled like a flower......

After about half an hour, Song Yan finally straightened up, cold to the bone, freezing his hands and feet stiff, he looked at the wall fixedly, knowing that she would not be on the other side, knowing that she was fixed in the warm quilt at the moment...... Xu is sleeping with Fu Jiuqing embracing each other.

With his palm pressed against the wall, he rolled in his throat and choked up, "Retribution!" ”

Once, when she was cold, he was not there.

Now, when he is grieving, she is gone.

Jin Yue sat up suddenly, cold sweat trickled down from the corners of her forehead, her face was full of panic, there seemed to be something moist in the corners of her eyes, she reached out to touch it, but Fu Jiuqing's wrist was buckled.

Looking back, he gently grabbed her into his arms and hugged her against the wall of the bed, "Don't worry, it's just a nightmare!" ”

It's a dream, and it wakes up.

Jin Yue obediently snuggled in his arms and called in a low voice, "Xianggong!" ”

"Well, I'm here!" He pressed his lips to the corners of her sweaty forehead, "I've always been there." ”

She reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist and closed her eyes in reassurance, "That's good! ”

The wind whistled outside, swept over the dead branches, and made a piercing sound, but inside the house was as warm as spring, and it was a good sleep.

The night was falling.

Song Yan's face was colder than before, the tears had long since dried up, and nothing existed, he stood at the gate of Yanwangfu, straightened his back, and stepped over the threshold in a heavy manner...... It's been a change!

The door of the mansion closed suddenly, Song Yan closed his eyes fiercely, then reopened his eyes and strode forward.

There is no way behind him, so he can only continue to walk forward.

"How?" Song Lan has been waiting, "Oh, my mother has just fainted again, and she is resting at the moment. ”

Song Yan nodded, and said only one sentence to Song Lan, "Be more restrained in the future." ”

"What do you mean?" Song Lan's eyes were red, "What do you mean by convergence point?" Daddy is gone, so it's your turn to bully me, isn't it? Song Yan, as you wish, you will take over the Yan Wangfu and do what you want to do, but what about me? What am I going to do? ”

Song Yan pulled out an ugly smile, his eyes were sneering, "There is a day of Yan Wangfu, there is a day of your Song Lan little county lord, if you don't listen to the advice, and if you cause any trouble, I will not protect you, you can do it yourself!" ”

"Song Yan!" Song Lan gritted her teeth, "I'm your sister, my own sister!" ”

"Do you think of me as an older brother?" Song Yan responded coldly, "If there is, you should know what respect is!" I won't let the Yanwang Mansion disappear from now on, so you can do it yourself! ”

Song Lan stiffened her neck and looked fierce, "You are angry with me because of Jin Yue's matter?" That slut is an outsider, and you actually hurt me for the sake of an outsider? Who are your dearest relatives, do you not know who you are blind and blind in your heart? ”

With a crisp sound of "pop", Song Lan was caught off guard and was directly slapped to the ground by Song Yan.

"Be polite to me, I am not only your brother, but also about to take over the Yanwang Mansion." Song Yan looked at her condescendingly, "Don't force me to take advantage of you!" Song Lan, if you are angry, go find someone who gave birth to you, after all...... You weren't born to me, and I won't get used to you! ”

Song Lan covered her face, sat on the cold ground, and gritted her teeth with hatred, "Song Yan! ”

Song Yan stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the white lanterns hanging in the corridor, his eyes were gloomy and cold, "Withdraw all these things for me, my father is not dead, what are you doing with these?" Get back to the way it was now! ”

"Yes!"

After speaking, he glanced at Song Lan fiercely and strode away.

Gu Ruoli stood silently around the corner, looking coldly at Song Lan who stumbled to stand up, hooking his lips and smiling mockingly, look, the little county lord of King Yan's Mansion is nothing more than that, without the protection of King Yan, he will soon be nothing!

The most important thing at the moment is to hurry up Song Yan, otherwise his fate will be ...... to Song Lan It doesn't make a difference.

As soon as he turned around, Xiao Liu stood outside the carved Xiaoxuan window at some point, her bright eyes were crystal clear, and Gu Ruoli was so startled that she almost screamed.

After a while, Gu Ruoli found his voice, trembling his hands and pointing angrily, "You, why are you here?" ”