Xiao Yun slowly turned his cloudy old eyes and glanced at him lightly.

Xiao Ye sat on the flower table unruly: "I am different from Xuan Ce, I have not been raised by your side all these years, and my relationship with you is always lighter." I often think, how can there be a father in the world who is willing to raise his own flesh and blood into a spy who will not see the light for a lifetime? Perhaps, but it must be with all kinds of reluctance, not twenty years of not bothering to give even a little warmth. ”

The early morning wind blew in through the cracks in the carved windows.

The spring morning breeze is still slightly cool.

Xiao Yun's scarce white hair curled and fluttered in the wind, and his rickety body made him look like he was completely old.

He clenched his fists, as if trying to hold something, but couldn't hold anything.

After a long time, he said in a dumb voice: "I have done my best for the court and the world in my life, and I have never owed anyone." In the future, future generations will read history and have their own judgments on my merits and demerits. Even if I die, I will be innocent and have no regrets. ”

His tone was so firm.

Xiao Ye suddenly smiled.

Smiling and smiling, his eyes were red: "In the years when I went to Luoyang, I have always stayed by King Mu's side. He treated me very well, almost as if I were flesh and blood, often touching the back of my hand and lamenting that I was not his child. You wrote a secret letter asking me to kill him, but I couldn't do it anyway, so I simply left Luoyang and wandered around. Until he died, I was not able to serve at his sickbed to take care of him for the last time, let alone see him for the last time. But now I know that I am his flesh and blood. ”

He frowned because of the pain: "Prime Minister Xiao, innocent, more than 20 years ago, how cruel were you to bear to let our father and son separate?!" ”

Xiao Yun couldn't answer this kind of question.

After a while, he brushed his sleeves expressionlessly: "This is not within my consideration." You all deserve to die in my eyes when the iron horsemen of the alien race have unscrupulously usurped our homeland, and your people have slaughtered our army! ”

Xiao Ye's eyes were even redder.

His hand rested on the saber at his waist, and his voice almost collapsed: "Even if all the royal families of the Northern Kingdom are guilty, my father is also innocent!" He has always campaigned for peace talks between the two countries, he has never supported the war, never! ”

The wind was stronger, and suddenly the carved window was blown open.

The wind poured in, and Xiao Yun's thin white hair flew messily.

Xiao Ye jumped up, and the blade in his hand attacked the other party without hesitation-

He has no feelings for Xiao Yun.

Since childhood, there has not been.

He clearly remembered that Xuan Ce had a high fever, but was delayed by the people in the barracks for treatment, and finally became blind.

At that time, he was training in the secret guard, and learned the news that his younger brother was seriously ill, so he sneaked back to Xiao Mansion in the middle of the night to investigate, but learned that his younger brother had been sent to Qixuan Temple.

He rushed to Qixuan Temple, and all the monks were bullying his younger brother openly and secretly.

At that time, he was very puzzled, it was clear that he was the sister-in-law of the Xiao family, but his younger brother seemed to have become an outcast, and was left to fend for himself by his father in a Buddhist temple at will, and no relatives came to visit him, and even A-Niang did not care about the life and death and safety of his younger brother.

He didn't know what to do, so he quietly spent a lot of money and asked a little monk in the temple to help take care of his younger brother.

Since then, his feelings for Xiao Yun and the Xiao family have become very delicate.

In the following years, he hadn't even met Xiao Yun and Old Madam Xiao a few times, let alone admired and closed.

The blade flickered with a cold glow and pierced Xiao Yun's throat.

Xiao Ye put away his sword and watched coldly as he fell in a pool of blood.

"You're to blame." His voice was cold, and then he disappeared into the hug.

Xiao Yun lay in a pool of blood.

The old eyes are still cloudy.

He stared at the carved window that was open, the sky outside was as blue as a wash, and a vigorous goshawk soared from the field of vision, sweeping in a farther direction, and at the corner of the eaves, a tender yellow spring flower quietly bloomed.

The cold spring is about to pass, and the prosperous and grand spring is coming.

He looked tired and looked older, but there was a little more relief in his eyes.

He slowly closed his eyes.

In any case, during his tenure as prime minister, the imperial court recovered the old capital and territory.

In his life, he has a clear conscience.

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Good night duck

(End of chapter)