Chapter 210: A Song of Sorrow

"Ain...... Ayin ...... No, don't ......" Zhao Chu, who had been asleep for three days and three nights, called Su Yin's name loudly and opened his eyes suddenly.

The sunlight was shining through the window, and it was so dazzling.

"Ah Yin......" He called Su Yin's name loudly and sat up from the bed suddenly.

He had a disheveled head, a blue chin on his chin, no shoes on, and went down barefoot.

frightened the maid in the house: "Prince." ”

Instantly knelt down and said in a panic: "You have just recovered from a serious illness, so let's go back to the couch to rest!"

Zhao Chu paused, stood there, looked at the servant beside him intently, and said in a hoarse voice: "Where is Ayin?"

"What the prince said is Princess Yin?" The maid was slightly stunned, and she didn't dare to look at Zhao Chu again, and instantly lowered her head.

Now no one in the world knows that Su Ayin stumbled and fell into the Luoyan Cliff, and there were no bones.

"Let me ask you, why don't you answer?" Zhao Chu's eyes were blood-red, his voice was high, and his whole person looked crazy.

He didn't look at the servant, but went out barefoot.

"Prince!" At that time, the temple people in the palace hurriedly walked in.

As soon as he saw Zhao Chu, his knees were weak and he fell to the ground in an instant, and he arched his hand and said, "The king ordered me to summon the prince to enter the palace immediately." ”

As he spoke, his voice choked up several times, his eyes were red and he looked at Zhao Chu, and then said: "The prince must be mentally prepared, the king's situation has deteriorated sharply, and the imperial doctor said......"

"What did the Imperial Doctor say?" Zhao Chu's face sank, his feet softened, and he took a step back.

"Prince!" The temple people were startled, lowered their heads and said: "The imperial doctor said that I am afraid that it will be three o'clock at this time, and the prince should hurry up and enter the palace with me!"

The maid on the side hurriedly dressed Zhao Chu.

Zhao Chu didn't dare to delay for a moment, turned over his horse, and rushed towards the palace like a fly.

Outside the king's bedroom, all the civil and military officials were kneeling at the door.

"Prince!" As soon as they saw Zhao Chu, everyone bowed their hands.

Zhao Chu didn't look at them, and pushed the door in.

"But Chu'er is here!" The king, who had closed his eyes, opened his eyes in an instant, and looked towards the door, his face was sallow, his eyes were sunken, his cheekbones were bulging, and his face was blue and gray.

"Father. Zhao Chu walked a few steps, knelt heavily beside his bed, grabbed the king's hand, and muttered, "It's me." ”

His voice was choked, and his eyes were red, but he raised his eyebrows and smiled, not daring to let the king see his sad look.

The king grabbed his hand, looked at him intently, and said word by word: "In the past few days when you have been asleep, the widow has been dealt with by those chaotic ministers and thieves, so as not to make you bear the charge of killing your brother." ”

"Father......" The king's eyes were already a little dilated, and Zhao Chu held his hand tightly, and his heart was sour.

I didn't understand my father's hard work before, and he resented him, even if he didn't say it, he also resented him in his heart.

Now he understands his hard work, and he has not done his filial piety to him well, but he is still tired of planning hard for him, an unfilial son.

"I will hand over the country of Zhao to you, and rest assured. The king lay on the couch and smiled slowly, he looked at Zhao Chu intently, his most proud son.

Surrender the world of Zhao to him, he is relieved.

But there was only one thing that made him feel at ease no matter what.

As an emperor who is destined to abandon love, if you have obsession, you will have a weakness.

He still clearly remembered that when Su Ayin fell into the Falling Wild Goose Cliff that day, Zhao Chu's madness was now palpitating when he thought of it.

Suddenly, the king's complexion changed, he restrained all the smiles on his face, his face was solemn, he grabbed Zhao Chu's hand tightly, holding Zhao Chu was in pain, and his voice was high: "The widow wants you to promise the widow one thing." ”

Speaking, after a pause, without waiting for Zhao Chu to speak, his eyes widened, staring at Zhao Chu deadly, his face was hideous, and he said coldly: "The widow wants you to promise the widow, no matter whether the Su family Ayin is alive or dead, you can't welcome her into the palace in this life, you have a weakness with her, and the widow is not allowed, not allowed." ”

Zhao Chu never thought that the king would say this, he was immediately stunned, looked at the king in disbelief, and said: "Father, my marriage contract with Su Ayin is the will of my father, my father is the king of a country, how can he go back on his word." ”

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" The king's face was flushed, he coughed violently, he grabbed Zhao Chu's hand tightly, his eyes were bloody, and he smiled gloomily: "What if the widow repents, if the widow knows, then Su Ayin is so important in your heart, more important than your own life, more important than these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and thousands of Li people, and the widow will never let her live one more day." ”

The king bit the words very hard, and Zhao Chu who grabbed it had blood marks on his hands.

Zhao Chu looked at the king without saying a word, his mouth opened, and he couldn't spit out a word.

"You don't agree, but let the widow die without turning a blind eye......" The king looked at Zhao Chu stubbornly, obviously his eyes were already dilated, but he didn't look at it anyway and swallowed his last breath.

What he said was extremely serious, and he was actually persecuting Zhao Chu.

"Father......" Zhao Chu looked at the king with a difficult face and pain.

Xiaoyi and Su Yin, how does he choose?

"Cough cough cough ......" The king's face turned pale, he spit out a big mouthful of bright red, he grabbed Zhao Chu's hand tightly, looked at him angrily, gasped for breath, and roared in a low voice: "The widow wants you to promise the widow." ”

As he spoke, his voice softened, and he smiled sadly: "The widow is about to die, and you refuse to agree to this last wish?" It can be seen that you still resent the widow in your heart. ”

"No, I didn't, Father!" Zhao Chu instantly raised his head and looked at the king intently.

His face was dead gray, and he didn't even see the slightest light in his eyes, but he still looked at Zhao Chu stubbornly.

It was this sentence that made Zhao Chu's heart soft.

"Promise the widow!" The king begged Zhao Chu bitterly, and smiled bitterly: "The widow has never begged anyone in his life, and now the widow begs you." ”

"Father!" As soon as his request came out, the last trace of firmness in Zhao Chu's heart instantly collapsed.

He can't be so unfilial, he can't let his father, who has never begged anyone in his life, beg him so bitterly.

He was still indifferent.

"I promise you. Zhao Chu sank a word, and looked at the king intently.

These words are particularly difficult for him.

Ten thousand times more difficult than all the sufferings he had suffered before.

"Good. The king smiled slowly, "If the widow wants you to swear, you will take the name of the widow, if you break the oath in the future, you will let the widow's soul fly away after death, and you will never be able to live forever." ”

"Father. Zhao Chu's voice sank, and he looked at the king in disbelief.

What a vow.

Such an oath, how to make his mouth.

The king didn't say a word for an instant, he just looked at Zhao Chu without saying a word, his eyes were full of begging, at this moment, he was no longer a high emperor, he was just a dying old man.

Everything he did and said was because he couldn't let go of these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

"I, Zhao Chu, swore today that I would never let Su Ayin enter the palace in this life, and if I broke my oath, I would let my father's soul fly away after his death, and he would never be able to live forever. Zhao Chu's words fell, his heart was like a knife, the man didn't flick when he had tears, but he didn't get to the sad place, he looked at the king intently, and a crystal tear crossed the corner of his eye.

"Okay, good ......" The king looked pleased, said a few good words, and finally glanced at Zhao Chu and slowly closed his eyes.

"Father......" Zhao Chu instantly burst into tears.

"The king is dead. The voice of the temple man echoed in the wind.

The courtiers kneeling outside the door of the "Great King...... also wept bitterly.

On July 25, King Zhao died, and the whole country mourned.

Ten days later, Prince Zhao succeeded to the throne and granted amnesty to the world.

On that day, Rong Hua was playing the piano under the acacia tree.

He was dressed in a dashing white shirt, his complexion was stunning in the world, and his eyes were full of coldness.

The acacia flowers on the trees bloomed just right and fell leisurely with the wind.

In the rain, he stared at the sky, not knowing what to think.

"Young master. At that moment, Changqing strode in.

Rong Hua looked up at him, only to see that his face was solemn, his eyes were evasive, and he didn't dare to look directly at him, with a lot of worry in his eyes.

The corners of Rong Hua's lips hooked, "What's the matter?"

He was curious about what could make him so out of proportion.

"Young master. Changqing glanced at Rong Hua hesitantly, he opened his mouth, and he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, which made Rong Hua suddenly frightened.

"Whatever may as it may be. He looked intently at Changqing and reached out to brush away an acacia flower that had landed on his shoulder.

The slender eyebrows and eyes looked at Changqing for a moment.

"It's Su Ayin!" Changqing glanced at Rong Hua with a worried face, and said inaudibly.

Rong Hua instantly pushed the piano on his lap to the ground, got up suddenly, and looked at Changqing intently, his voice was a little fluttering: "What's wrong with her?"

He only knew that she was about to marry Zhao Chu.

Zhao Chu treated her heart, he knew.

Marrying Zhao Chu, she should be very happy.

So these days, he deliberately ignores her disappearance.

He is a narrow-minded person, since she has entered his heart, he can no longer do it, and bless her to marry others and marry others.

Changqing took a deep breath, didn't dare to look at Zhao Chu's eyes, lowered his eyes and said: "There is news from Zhao Guo, saying that Su Ayin fell into the Luoyan Cliff and there are no bones. ”

The more Changqing said, the quieter the voice became, and at the end the weak mosquitoes and flies with small voices.

He was going to hide this news from the young master.

But after thinking about it, he still had to tell the young master.

Since he made a marriage with the Xie family, it was better to forget the Su family and Ayin early.

Now that she is dead, even if the young master will be in pain, this pain is only a temporary pain after all.

It's always okay with time.

"What did you say?" Rong Hua looked at Changqing in disbelief, and was stunned for a moment, Su Yin's voice and smile echoed in his mind over and over again, and he instantly became in a trance.

"Poof......" Changqing didn't have time to speak, Rong Hua's face turned pale, and a big mouthful of bright red erupted from his mouth.

His eyes kept going, his body stiffened, and he fell backwards in an instant.

"Young Master!" Changqing's panicked voice drifted in the wind.