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Min Xiang's mind was in a mess. He didn't want to believe Rong Jian's words, but he knew that his words could not be false.

His own father, he still understood.

His father, with his resourcefulness, methods, and ruthlessness, would definitely be able to make all the female relatives of the family go to be buried with him.

He asked his mother and aunts to be buried with him, just to allow him to escape better.

However, he didn't know that even if he survived, without relatives, living would be better than dying.

Min Xiang sat there in a daze, not knowing what he should do.

His heart seemed to be in pain, and he seemed to have no feeling at all. He sat there numbly, and he couldn't even judge whether he was alive or dead.

Rong Jian knew that if he told Min Xiang the truth, Min Xiang would be in great pain, but if he didn't tell him the truth, it would be even more cruel for Min Xiang to keep looking for the enemies of the Wu family.

Rong Jian just hugged Min Xiang in her arms and wrapped him tightly with a quilt so that he could feel the warmth.

At this time, he knew that no matter what he said or what he did, he could not relieve Min Xiang's pain.

As the moon turned to Zhuge, the moonlight in the room gradually faded a lot. Min Xiang thought of a lot of things from the past. As long as he can remember, he lived in a wealthy and prosperous family, and everything he used was gorgeous and luxurious. He is cute, and his body is not in good health, which has become the reason for the family members to dote on him. His mother is loving and always has a slight smile on his face. His father runs the family strictly. No one dares to violate his authority. Several aunts did not cause any trouble. He was about six years old, because Wu Guifei in his aunt's palace was barren, so he was carried into the palace. Maybe it was because he was cute at the time, so Even the first emperor liked him very much, so he spent most of his time in the palace. After entering the palace, he met Rong Jian. Almost all he remembered about the days in the palace were related to Rong Jian. , although he has been honored and favored, he is not without grievances. He has lived by the rules since he was a child, and he is afraid that there is something that he did not do well.It was even more so when she was in Concubine Wu's palace. After all, Concubine Wu was not her own mother, and the emperor was not her own father. She was careful everywhere, and even smiled at the right time. Only those who were with Rong Jian Only then did he feel relaxed, because he knew that Rong Jian liked him, even if he was fierce, he would not hate him.

Later, when the previous emperor passed away and the current emperor ascended the throne, the crisis of the Wu family had actually come. His father should have known about it. After all, those big families who were undefeated in three dynasties did not try to keep a low profile.

My father also restrained himself, but if one person hates another, even if he doesn't look for it, there are always so many reasons, just like love.

Just like he felt that the love between him and Rong Jian was like spring breeze melting in his body without any reason, the emperor's hatred for his Wu family now seemed to be so hated for no reason.

It is certain that the Wu family will decline because of the emperor's loathing.

In fact, with the power of the Wu family back then, it was not impossible to support Rong Jian as emperor at that time.

But even Min Xiang secretly found it strange that his father seemed to feel that Rong Jian was useless and despised him without any reason, even though he was a decent prince and not bad in all aspects.

This question has always been in Min Xiang's heart. After Rong Jian attached himself to the then crown prince, the current emperor Rong Chen, he was still thinking about it.

Even now, Min Xiang still finds it strange.

Just because he fell in love with Rong Jian, did his father hate Rong Jian so much?

Min Xiang has no answer, and this kind of question does not seem to need an answer.

How many people enjoy the honor and favor in their whole life?

It's always just that when the moon is full, it will lose, and from loss to full, life's ups and downs are all determined by fate.

Min Xiang thought about this more, the pain that was completely unresolved and suffocating him just now was a little better.

However, he still has no way to let go. How to let go of the fact that his father poisoned the family members to save him, I am afraid that he will not be able to do it in his life.

Although he knew that with the ability of the Wu family's enemies, even if his family was exiled, they would not be able to live well in the end.

The moonlight gradually couldn't shine into the room, and even the moon set, Min Xiang still sat there blankly, if he didn't know that Rong Jian was holding him, if he didn't know that even this world no longer belonged to him And Rong Jian will also be there, he thinks he will go crazy, he would rather go crazy than suffer such torture.

At dawn, Rong Jian sat on the bed, and Min Xiang moved in his arms. This night, Rong Jian also thought about many things, those when he was a child, the present, and the future.

Whether life is long or short, the past is irreversible, so the present and future are more and more precious.

Therefore, he can bear no amount of suffering, as long as Min Xiang is still by his side.

The guards outside asked Rong Jian softly if he was awake, and Rong Jian and Min Xiang finally recovered from their deep thoughts.

Rong Jian's voice was hoarse, and she said to the outside, "I'm afraid I won't be able to go to court today, so you ask someone to ask for leave."

The guards responded, and the inside and outside of the house became quiet again.

Min Xiang's whole body was stiff, he wanted to retreat from Rong Jian's arms, Rong Jian let him go, rubbed his arms for him, and asked softly, "Go back with me and have a good sleep, okay?"

Min Xiang was still a little dazed, and said after a while, "I don't want to move."

Rong Jian sighed and said, "Then sleep here for a while?"

Min Xiang turned over and lay on the bed. He knew that if Rong Jian was not here, it would have been very difficult for him to support his family as before, so how could he have so many worries to mourn the past.

However, if you can't let go, you really can't let go.

Rong Jian got out of bed and covered Min Xiang with the quilt.

Rong Jian left the bedroom and met Min Changqing outside. Seeing Rong Jian's slightly haggard expression, Min Changqing said, "My elder brother, how is he?"

Rong Jian said, "He just lay down now. Let someone prepare some porridge, let him eat."

Min Changqing's lips moved, but he didn't know what to say. In the end, he said nothing, opened the door of the main room, asked Guizi to make some porridge, Rong Jian went to wash up, and asked the guards to change shifts.

The breakfast made by Guizi was not bad, but Rong Jian really couldn't eat anything, so he put it down after two mouthfuls of porridge.

Min Changqing was going to Wenhua Garden, went out and went into Min Xiang's room to look at him, Min Xiang was sitting on the head of the bed, Rong Jian brought some porridge for him to eat, Min Xiang also just took a few bites and couldn't eat anymore.

When he saw Min Changqing, he forced himself to speak a few words with him, nothing more than saying that he should not work too hard.

Min Changqing agreed one by one, and then left home to do business.

Rong Jian asked Min Xiang to lie down and sleep for a while. Although Min Xiang was lying down, he couldn't sleep.

Rong Jian also lay down with him, hugged him from behind, covered his eyes with his hands, and said softly, "Go to sleep, just sleep for a while."

Rong Jian's palms were wide and warm, and the calluses from holding the sword while riding a horse rubbed against his skin, but it gave Min Xiang a sense of peace and relaxation in his heart, and he slowly fell asleep.

When I fell asleep, I was in the house in Sanshui Alley, but when I woke up, I was in the bedroom in Wangfuli.

Thinking about it, it was already late, and the bed curtains were hanging down. From a distance, the light in the room was dim, and there was no lamp. A faint fragrance came out from the incense burner. The mattress was soft, and the quilt was warm. The soothing incense relaxed his nerves. It didn't hurt as much as before, like it was about to burst.

Although the headache is much better, but the body is still weak, and it is difficult to crawl out of the bed.

There was no one in the room, so he had to call the servant girl Shui Lu, but someone came in outside, but it was not Shui Lu, but Xiao Ru'er and Rong Wenying.

Xiao Ru'er ran to the bed, raised the bed curtain, and looked at Min Xiang earnestly, "Daddy, are you awake? The adoptive father said you were sick, so let us not disturb you."

Min Xiang looked at Xiao Ru'er, and for some reason, his eyes, which had been dry until a little painful, suddenly became hot. He stretched out his hand from under the quilt, "My dear son, let Daddy give you a hug."

Xiao Ru'er froze for a moment, kicked off her shoes, and climbed onto the bed.

Rong Wenying stood by the bed and looked at the two, with some worry in his eyes.

Min Xiang held Xiao Ru'er in his arms, and gently stroked his hair with his hands. It has been more than half a year, and Xiao Ru'er's hair has grown long, reaching the length of his shoulders, and it feels soft in his hands.

Xiao Ru'er looked at his father worriedly, "Daddy, are you uncomfortable? Does it hurt?"

Min Xiang smiled weakly at him, "No."

Xiao Ru'er hugged Min Xiang, and said very maturely, "But I know you're not happy. Did Xiao Ru'er do something wrong again?"

Min Xiang gently patted his back, "No, Xiao Ru'er has always been very good."

Xiao Ru'er looked at Min Xiang with burning eyes, and kissed him on the cheek, "Then Daddy, don't be sad, okay?"

Min Xiang almost burst into tears. He finally understood why his father had gone to great lengths to replace him. In order to prevent others from thoroughly investigating, he did not hesitate to pay the price of the lives of the family members.

His father loved him so much back then, but he was just surviving after all, unable to restore the glory of the Wu family, and unable to shoulder so many lives back then.

He is ashamed of his father.

He also thought of the letter his father wrote to him, telling him that as long as he lived, he could live a peaceful life.

He thought, maybe his father had long thought that he would not be able to make a big career, maybe his father had thought that he might not be able to bear the truth of what happened back then, so he said that he should just be safe and sound. Just live on.

Now he just hopes so much for Xiao Ru'er, his precious son, he just hopes that he can live in peace and happiness.

The maid waited by the side, Min Xiang let Xiao Ru'er go, and was about to get up, Rong Wenying even handed him the clothes obediently, and said, "Teacher, are you hungry? You have slept all day, what do you want to eat?" ?”

Min Xiang smiled at him, "Fortunately, it's good to have dinner with you."

Seeing the child, the knot in Min Xiang's heart was untied again.

He was washed and tidied up by the servant girl, and his hair was tied up with a crown, which made him look more energetic.

When asked about Rong Jian, Rong Wenying rushed to say, "Father is still talking with the gentlemen in the calligraphy hall. He said that you are awake, and we will have dinner with you first."

Knowing that Rong Jian had something to do, Min Xiang took the child out of the bedroom and had dinner at Bishuixuan.

Most of the windows of Bishuixuan have been sealed, only two windows are left open on the side facing the pool water and the rockery. This season, the chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and the branches and flowers hang down from the rockery, and the golden chrysanthemums cover the whole The rockeries are all covered in gold, in addition to the golden ones, there are also white jade, purple red, and even green, with a chrysanthemum fragrance.

Because of Rong Jian's explanation, the dinner is nourishing longan and red date porridge, and the dishes are mostly light, so Min Xiang also has some appetite.

After dinner, he asked the kitchen to make longan soup for the study.

He took two more children and told them stories.

Rong Jian returned from the front study to the Qiwu Courtyard, it was getting late, he had already had dinner with his staff, and when he came back to Min Xiang, he just touched his forehead to see how energetic he was Yes, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the days that followed, Min Xiang didn't allow himself to think about what happened to the Wu family back then. Although the depression in his heart could not be completely resolved, it was also because he was busy with many things, and he didn't hurt his body due to sadness.

Min Xiang's bookstore opened, and he found a store selling books two streets away from Qingguxuan.

Because it sells antiques here, many literati come to visit. It is a good idea to open a bookstore here.

Min Xiang is just the boss behind the scenes, and has his own shopkeeper and assistants to manage the store, so he didn't get too tired because of it.

There are all kinds of books in the bookstore, classified according to classics, history, agricultural and industrial novels, scripts and paintings, etc., and regularly promote sales, and sell some handwritten copies of poor scholars, and also sell some valuable books or rubbings. good.

Min Xiang devotes himself to doing business and doesn't think about sad things, Rong Jian is relieved for him.