Gao Chi of the Ming River

When Zhu Gaochi watched Zhang Rongyue leave, he suddenly felt a chill down his back, as if some hot and urgent gaze was stuck on his body?

Turn back slowly.

I saw his father staring at him blankly!

Zhu Gaochi froze, startled, how did his father... slip in?

Didn't he hear that Tao Yuan only had one door? !

Could it be... His father climbed over the wall! ?

Zhu Gaochi was frightened by his guess!

Shaking his head subconsciously, how could it be possible, his father is the wise and brave King Yan!

Seeing his father walking towards him slowly with no expression on his face, Zhu Gaochi suddenly felt guilty, and grinned mischievously, "Father... are you here?" Isn't the situation about to change?Things... Are you done?

Zhu Di walked up to him, lowered his head, and stared at him deeply, his eyes were dim.

Zhu Gaochi's heart trembled inexplicably, and suddenly...a very ominous premonition!

Busy hehe smirked, "Father, are you... all busy?"

Zhu Di was silent.

Zhu Gaochi's heart trembled, did you say something?

"Um... Dad, are you hungry?" Zhu Gaochi asked cautiously.

Zhu Di remained silent.

For a long while, when Zhu Gaochi could hardly stand such a weird and frightening atmosphere...

Zhu Di suddenly bent down, and amidst Zhu Gaochi's exclamation, he picked up Zhu Gaochi violently, and strode towards the house.

Zhu Gaochi was at a loss, embarrassed, and ashamed, why did he hug him up in front of the public? !

Glancing around secretly, Zhiqin was only concerned with clearing up the things on the small table, while the other servants either bowed their heads or swept the floor...

Zhu Gaochi was puzzled, didn't they see it?

"Are you afraid?" A sudden, slightly hoarse voice sounded.

Zhu Gaochi was stunned, turned his head, and looked at Zhu Di who had walked into the back room, put him on the couch, and put his hands on the wall behind him, tightly encircling him.

"Are you afraid that your mother and concubine will know? Are you afraid that other people will know? Are you afraid that my reputation will be damaged? Are you afraid that other people will look down on your father and me? Are you afraid that people in the world will cast aside you?"

Zhu Gaochi's heart trembled.

"You know, I, Zhu Di, never care about these things!"

Zhu Gaochi was silent.Of course he understands...

"So, what you are afraid of is actually yourself...Are you afraid of being despised by the world? Are you afraid of your mother and concubine being sad? What you are afraid of is your own reputation—"

"No!! Son never thought about it!" Zhu Gaochi opened his eyes wide, feeling a little annoyed in his heart, "Son, son just—" opened his mouth, but couldn't speak for a while, Zhu Gaochi panicked.

Could it be... In fact, subconsciously, I am very scared?

Zhu Di just stared at him quietly.

Zhu Gaochi dodged the quiet but sharp eyes that could pierce his thoughts, but he found that there was nowhere to dodge. After a long while, he lowered his head and smiled wryly, "Father...could it be... son Can't you not be afraid?"

Zhu Di smiled slowly, rubbed his fingers slowly on Zhu Gaochi's cheek, and whispered hoarsely, "Of course you can be afraid, but, Chi'er, what Dad wants to tell you is that you are not alone with Dad."

Zhu Gaochi was stunned.

Subconsciously raising her head, she met Zhu Di's fiery lips and domineering hug.

"But you are father's, and you will always be father's!"

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That night.

The night wind blows, and the stars are dotted.

Zhang Rongyue was sitting by the window, holding the sachet tightly in her hand, her fingers turned white due to too much force.

Looking out of the window in a daze, Zhang Rongyue's mind at this moment flashed scenes from the morning.

"Actually...Miss Zhang shouldn't have come..." In the end, Shizi still sighed for himself.

Even though it was just a little sigh, Zhang Rongyue still had a slight throbbing in her heart.

Shouldn't you be here?

Does it mean that I shouldn't have come to Peiping in the first place?

Or do you mean that you shouldn't come to visit him?

No matter what it was, she... never regretted it!

She shouldn't have come to Peiping, but here she is.She has no choice, how can she resist the marriage bestowed by the first emperor?But she never regretted it, because... the other party was him.

Maybe she shouldn't have come to visit. After so long, she has already realized that the seemingly unimpeded Yan Palace, in fact, has very limited places for her to go. Although the princess smiles kindly, she...doesn't trust herself.

And after knowing that King Yan pretended to be sick and Shizi was seriously injured, she gradually understood in her heart that this marriage between her and Shizi actually...had long existed in name only.

So, she wants to come today!

In order to... see, the side of the eldest son who is doomed to miss in this life.

Send him a sachet to show your heart.

Even... how shameless this behavior is...

"My son..." She didn't know what to say.

"After a few days, I will ask my father, queen, mother and concubine to send you back to Nanjing..." But unexpectedly, the eldest son said that he wanted to send himself back? !

She can't go back!How could she go back!

She hasn't done what her father told her to do...

She threw the rest of her life here,...here, here...with him...

So, she slowly smiled and said, "...Your Majesty, have you forgotten? The marriage between you and me was bestowed by the late emperor..."

"Miss Zhang, you should know that between us... there is no possibility of getting married at all!" The prince frowned, and his expression flashed a little dignified.

Her heart hurts, is it impossible?

She smiled, smiled softly, and said slowly, "My son...the marriage bestowed by the late emperor, even the prince can't refuse it. Because...that is the late emperor's last order..."

I don't know if such words will make Shizi hate himself even more?

Surely it will.

Sure enough, Shizi looked at him fixedly, his expression was not as gentle and leisurely as before, but rather condensed.

She suddenly felt her heart was so cold.

It's as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

But she doesn't regret it.

As early as when she wrote down the first information on paper and gave it to that person, she had already... made a choice!

She chose her family.

As the princess said, women like them have a lot of things they can't help themselves.

She can only let herself not regret it.

It's just... why, why, is she still so cold?

cold heart...

Uncontrollable bitterness, pain.

The dim candlelight illuminated her dim face, and all that could be seen clearly were her tears that slipped down from time to time...

Gently, pat, pat, it fell on the tightly held sachet...

She lowered her head slowly, her expression blank.

Staring at the sachet in his hand, he ran through his mind, and finally, when he left, Shizi said abruptly: "You... really shouldn't have come..."

Shizi's voice was very soft, with a helpless low wry smile.

At that time... She turned her head and looked at Shizi, and was a little stunned to find that there was no condensation on Shizi's face, only helplessness, only sighs.He looked into his own eyes with bewilderment and confusion.

The son of no coldness...

Let her heart slowly warm up.

She smiled slowly, looked at Shizi quietly, and just said softly, "With today, even if there is no tomorrow, Rong Yue will feel no regrets."

She really has no regrets, but what is the cause of this unwillingness in her heart?

And...why is the prince unwilling to accept the sachet?Even if it's just to trick her.

Slowly lowered his head, buried it in the palm of his hand, trembling slightly.

He pursed his lips tightly, but still felt that it was not enough to suppress the pain in his heart.

Why... the prince has to say that?

"No, he will be very angry."

She spoke with such a serious expression, her eyes so focused and gentle, but it wasn't for herself?

Really... I'm so envious, I'm so envious... that person... that person who is so favored by Shizi...

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Mrs. Xu stared at the letter on the table. At the end of the letter was written "Big Brother Huizu Pen". Mrs. Xu stared at it for a long time, her eyes became cold little by little. rip off.

Gently opened another letter.

The content of the letter is simple:

Little sister, is the son all right?The current situation is dangerous, from now on, my brother will not write letters..., and finally tell my sister that the person you have been thinking about...has passed away three days ago...

Xu was stunned.

His fingers trembled, and the letter just fell to the ground...

Little sister,... that person... In fact, he has never been married. He has always been practicing in the temple...

Back then, when you married King Yan, you asked your elder brother to recommend him to be the county magistrate, but he refused.

Since then, he has been practicing at the place where you met——Fanghua Temple. He wanted to be ordained, but the abbot refused, saying that his heart was full of mortals, so he continued to practice with his hair and refused to leave...

Little sister, I once told you that he married a wife and had children just to coax you. I am afraid that after you know his recent situation, you will be desperate... between you and King Yan, brother also knows, but, little Sister, many things, even my elder brother and elder brother, are involuntary...

Don't blame big brother, he has no other choice.

Who would dare to disobey the marriage bestowed by the Holy Majesty back then?

Seeing that so many heroes and generals who followed the Holy Majesty from birth to death, died and scattered, the Xu family couldn't help it!

Now, elder brother, eldest brother, the Xu family owes you a lifetime of happiness, and you can only pay it back in the next life.

Little sister, take care of yourself.

In the end, what my brother wants to tell you is that that person, he will never forget you until he dies, holding tightly in his hand the sachet you gave me back then...

You have been so affectionate in your life, little sister, can you have no regrets?

……

Have no regrets?

Xu slowly squatted down, picked up the letter that fell on the ground, covered it in front of her chest, and slowly closed her eyes. After a while, one drop, two drops, three drops fell from the corner of her eyes...