North Journey

"Wen Shao, do you know that I hate you very much!"

In the garden of Prince Ning's Mansion, Wen Huaiyu looked at Wen Shao obediently following behind her, and suddenly said something like this.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Wen Shao nodded. Naturally, he could not fail to feel the disgust of the former Princess Qingshu and now the Huang Tainu of Yan Kingdom.But so what, who in this world can make everyone like him?What's more, no matter how much this His Highness hates himself, he has never done anything bad.

Even after so many years, Wen Huaiyu still couldn't get used to Wen Shao's way of speaking.He is too direct and honest, which makes people feel that his tentative calculations are so ugly and ignorant.

But, otherwise, how could she survive, and how could the country of Yan rise in this troubled world?

As the only daughter of King Yan, Wen Huaiyu has been under too much pressure since she was a child.

I don't know how many ministers hope that her father can adopt an heir from the collateral line of the royal family to inherit the throne, especially after Wen Shao appeared. The emperor and daughter who are talented enough, the ministers of the court even more support that warrior to be the prince of the dynasty.

Yes, Wufu.

Even though Wen Huaiyu most admired Chu □ Chu Qingheng who was the first woman to ascend to the throne of God, he still disapproved of her keeping the temple.

Heroes are forbidden by martial arts.

If it weren't for the existence of the temple to improve the status of the warriors in the world, and to pass down many martial arts secret books, how can there be so many existences in this world who despise the imperial power because of their own martial arts?

So, of course, she also hated Wen Shao, hated this man who was full of martial arts, but cowardly and deceitful, and never knew how to win over him.

"Since you call me Your Highness, you must already know what happened this morning?"

"Yes, my father has told me."

Father, father... As a man, he really has no ambitions.

A trace of displeasure appeared on Wen Huaiyu's face. If she were a man, she would definitely not be as greedy for comfort as Wen Shao.

However, it has to be said that Wen Shao's character is the best for the current situation.

She needs to be the unique heir of the Yan Kingdom, and she does not need to have a second choice.

"So, did your father tell you that until today, there are still countless people who want you to take this seat?"

Wen Shao was silent, he naturally knew the impact of his presence on Wen Huaiyu.Perhaps, this is one of the reasons why his cousin hates him so much.

"I don't care about that."

"You have no intention, but others don't believe it!"

Wen Huaiyu turned around suddenly, and the bright yellow robe curled up.

Her bright eyes stared straight at Wen Shao, forcing him to make a decision.

"Your status is not inferior to mine, and you also have a good master. In the battle of Lishui a year ago, you had one person and one sword, not only washed away the adverse influence that Princess Zhaohua had brought to you back then, but even, From the generals in the army to the common people, they all regard you as a god.

"Naturally, the ministers of the Yan Kingdom will not support an outsider for no reason. However, your appearance has given them enough reasons to oppose me. Throughout history, there is only Chu □ □ who can take the body of a woman as the emperor. Most people think that a woman should stay at home, take care of her husband, teach her children, and serve as a breaker. I spent nearly ten years changing these little by little, but because of your arrival, it was completely broken. Now, although I have obtained what I want Yes, but I still can't tolerate you. Because as long as you are here, the hearts of those ministers cannot be completely settled. But what I want is to unify the world."

The brilliance in Wen Huaiyu's eyes was exceptionally bright.

"What do you want me to do?"

With You Wan'er in front, Wen Shao never underestimated any woman. His cousin was indeed better than most of the people he had met before.So, he asked this question, even though he already had a premonition that the answer was not the one he wanted to hear.

"I want you to leave the country of Yan, return to the temple, and swear that from now on, you will never step into the country of Yan again."

Wen Shao's eyes darkened.

Wen Huaiyu's ability to say such a thing here must have been approved by his father.In my father's heart, it is still impossible for me to be more important than Yan Guo...

In fact, when I heard the increasingly noisy discussions in Changhong City, didn't I already have a premonition of this day?

For the first time, he turned and left without regard to etiquette.Wen Huaiyu didn't stop him, because she knew that, as her cousin, she could never go against his father's wishes.

The next day, a BMW carried a person out of Changhong. On the city wall, Wen Shuyao and Wen Shuhuai stood side by side.

"Yu'er has gone too far this time..."

Wen Shuyao let out a low sigh.

"Shao Er, he is not suitable for these."

He realized a long time ago that his son was not suitable for these worldly disturbances.Probably because of the temper he grew up on the snow mountain since he was a child, because he watched him get hurt constantly by his side, worrying about things that he didn't care about at all, he would rather force him away and let him live freely on the snow mountain. Free life.

In fact, this separation did not happen suddenly, he had planned it a long time ago, and that child probably realized it early...

Five years later.

On the top of Cang Ran, the snow reflects the glory.The perennial ice and snow dyed the entire mountain into empty white.

On the top of the mountain stands a strange building.The hard shell made of silver-white unknown material is like two discs stacked facing each other, and something of the same material but slightly different forms the gate of the building.On the side of this building, there are rows of houses.

"High Priest, someone is looking for you down the mountain."

The one who finished his training passed the news to the people inside when he passed through the secluded area of ​​the temple, and then returned to his small courtyard without waiting for an answer.

After he left, a figure appeared at the entrance of Netherland.

Wearing the red-striped white clothes on Wen Shao just like the man 20 years ago, it just brought out Wen Shao's transparency and purity even more.His eyes were as black and clean as they were many years ago, but they were unknowingly stained with loneliness and vicissitudes of time.

In the end, he still chose to come back here.

Wen Shao raised his hand, as if through the shattered sunlight on his fingertips, he could see the person who told him to come back and take a look before leaving.

Did he expect such a day long ago, so he left him a place to go?

Having experienced so much, he already understood what the master said in front of his father when he deliberately appeared in front of him.If he hadn't been with his father day and night and shared the wind and rain since then, he might have made a more decisive approach when faced with the final choice.

However, before returning to the temple, he also wondered why the master ignored him for the first 20 years of his life since he was willing to leave the temple for him.

Then that day when he returned here, he saw everything hidden in the temple's secluded environment, and only then did he vaguely understand something.

Beneath the mysterious ice for thousands of years, is a woman's face that will never change, familiar and kind.

That was his mother, and perhaps also the past that Master was unwilling to abandon and forget.

Childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart.If it wasn't for the sudden change and the separation of the two phases, perhaps, the father would not have met the mother, and he would not have been born, let alone the later death of the mother with hatred.

Therefore, after returning to the temple and discovering all this, he did not tell his father about it, nor did he let his father come to the temple to take a look.

He knew that his father regretted not being able to see his mother for the last time, and he didn't even know where her mother was buried.However, Master probably doesn't want all this to be known by others...especially, the father who took away his mother.

After a few steps, the road from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain seems to be infinitely shortened.

But at the foot of the mountain, the envoys from Prince Ning's Mansion had already been waiting anxiously.

"My lord, my lord, let's go."

Although it was expected, Wen Shao was caught off guard when the news came.It took a long time before he accepted the letter from the messenger, nodded, his voice hoarse,

"I see."

Birth and death, he got a different experience from the two most important people in his life.But, so what?There was nothing he could do, nothing could be undone.This is the helplessness of life.

Seeing Wen Shao standing there quietly, the envoy of the palace showed hesitation on his face.

"My lord, don't you know how to Beijing?"

Wen Shao stared at the letter in his hand for a while, clenched his hands slightly, and then relaxed.

"...Since I promised His Majesty King Yan not to set foot in Yandu again, I will not break the contract."

"But……"

The envoy of Prince Ning's Mansion wanted to persuade him again, but suddenly fell silent when he met Wen Shao's eyes.

"My subordinates know."

When the envoy of King Ning's Mansion rode back to the capital, he couldn't help but glance in the direction of the temple.The young prince of Prince Ning's Mansion had ups and downs all his life, but in the end he gave everything he had to this snow mountain, this temple.

Is the ultimate in martial arts really so desirable?Or are many people just avoiding it out of helplessness?

Naturally, Wen Shao didn't know what the envoy was thinking. After reading the letter, the letter paper silently shattered into droplets in his palm.

In my father's heart, the country of Yan is always more important than others.

That's why my mother died in despair, and that's why I chose to leave in the end.

Maybe it can't be said to be a choice, after all, how can I let my father embarrass me?

However, when I returned to the temple and calmed down and looked at the notebook left by my master, I gradually realized that there is no one in this world who cannot live without someone, everyone has their own pursuit, and what is the boundless ultimate in martial arts? Not mysterious and profoundly intoxicating.

One thought of letting go, one thought of seeking.

One thought is gained, one thought is lost.

you are not a fish, how to know the joy of fish?

The author has something to say:

This volume ends here.

It can be regarded as a practice pen, although I thought it was cute when I first had this brain hole, but the author is lazy and has a cancer attack. After procrastinating and procrastinating, I no longer have the original passion when writing (*/ω╲*)

The next volume is tentatively set to be the background of the holographic online game. As for when it will be updated, let’s strive for October... I don’t know how many words can be coded on National Day┑(￣Д￣)┍

If you don't act cute, there will be no comments, Rong Yufa is happy

The best medicine to cure the author's lazy cancer is someone who can discuss the plot peacefully~ Will you take a look at me? [Star Eyes]

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【2016/3/26】Revised

Added some plots that were omitted earlier.

Starting today, I can concentrate on updating this article~(≧▽≦)/~

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