Get out, divorce!

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"Really not," Min Zhengyun nodded slightly.

"You can't lie to me," I said solemnly.

You can't lie to me like someone...

"Little Dai," Min Zhengyun looked at me, "Don't be like this..."

"What's wrong with me?" I tilted my head and looked at him.

"Don't do this," Min Zhengyun said softly, lowered his eyes, and put the vegetables in my bowl, "I don't feel well if you do this."

I kept silent and ate in silence.

The little uncle still hasn't come back... More than ten days have passed...

That person probably completely forgot about me, what was he... for?

Why... can't you explain clearly to me...

Why do you want to hurt me so much...

"Second Master," Mo Yu finally walked into this study, stood at the door far away, looked at me and said, "Master Xiang...in fact...in the prison."

I raised my face and looked at him slightly surprised.

What is he... talking about?

"Second Master," Mo Yu looked at me from a distance, "Master Xiang didn't want you to know... King Ning is going to raise his troops... Master Xiang said... only if he goes to the prison... King Ning dare not act rashly... ..."

"Huh?" I looked at him funny.

"It's true," Mo Yu said sadly, "I know...you are probably like everyone else, thinking that Xiangye and King Ning are in the same party...in fact, it is not true, Xiangye just thinks that he owed King Ning...now Ning The power of the king is already on the verge of being moved... The prime minister is just trying to keep the peace of the court..."

I was taken aback, it wasn't little uncle...

The little uncle is to keep the peace of the court... I stared blankly at Moyu...

"Second Master," Mo Yu said solemnly, "No one knew that the old lady would go away suddenly...you can't blame Xiangye...and you can't...you can't blame the emperor..."

Yeah... I don't blame anyone... I just blame myself...

Blame myself for doing such absurd things.

You are very good, for your family and your country... It's just that I'm not right...

That night, there was a violent storm and the sound of the rain. I couldn't sleep, and when I fell asleep, I had wild dreams.

I had no choice but to sit under the window and listen to the sound of the rain that night. It turns out that the sound of the rain can also be like this... It rained non-stop all night, and the bright moon never appeared in a night.

I thought about my grandmother... I thought about my childhood...

I actually remembered that person again...

Thinking of that day, he held my hand in front of thousands of lights, and I made a secret wish in my heart... never let him down...

【39】

A ten-mile feast will eventually come to an end...Sometimes, when the banquet is over, you can just stand there and watch, watching the people disperse in twos and threes in the dim light, some people are still laughing, some people are inevitably lonely after all... If you If you leave with them, you won't be able to know what kind of expression you have...

After my grandmother left, I often stayed in Zhao Chuansun's study room. I never noticed it in the past, but now I realize that my little uncle's study room is so quiet. Once the windows are closed, I can't hear the slightest sound from outside. ...

A few days later, I heard from Mo Yu that King Ning finally went back to the border.

I guess, since the court is safe and sound, little uncle...he should come home too.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, the little uncle came back.

I want to go see him and ask him a word.

Moyu told me that my little uncle went to Baishui nunnery where my grandmother died.

That night, I heard the rain hitting the plantain again, the sound, slowly...

So, that day, I had to be alone in his study.

It wasn't until it was time to light the lamps that another day passed before the little uncle turned around.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the study room, he looked at me from the threshold for a long time, sighed softly, and said, "You... are here indeed."

I raised my face, looked at him, and nodded.

I am here...I have always been here...otherwise...where else could I go...

Zhao Chuansun walked over heavily, walked up to me, and said lightly, "Sit over..."

I moved to make room for half a chair.

The originally very spacious master chair is a bit cramped for two people.

However, at this moment, I don't feel it at all, I just feel that my little uncle is finally sitting next to me... within reach...

Sitting like this, after a long silence, he made another sound.

"These days," Zhao Chuansun asked softly, "... How are you?"

"It's okay," I thought for a while and replied.

He only heard Zhao Chuansun sigh again.

He stretched out his hand and turned me around, then hugged me from behind, changed his posture, and put his forehead on my back... probably he was also a little tired.

"Your grandmother," Zhao Chuansun's voice came from behind, "...did you say something?"

"Grandma said," I lowered my eyes, "let me call you back."

"Is it……"

Zhao Chuansun fell silent and didn't speak for a long time.

If it wasn't for his hands still holding me, I'm afraid he would disappear again...

"Your grandmother," Zhao Chuansun asked again, "does... have any wishes?"

Wish... I saw myself drop a tear...

"Yes," I felt speechless in my throat, "Grandmother...hopes for me to marry a wife...to have children..."

Uncle fell silent again...

"Well," he could only respond softly at the end.

Little uncle... the unstoppable tears just fell out again...

These days you are not here, only me, only me.

Zhao Chuansun suddenly raised his hand, covering my tearful eyes.

"Okay, don't cry," he said softly from behind, "We'll leave the day after tomorrow, go back to your hometown in Jinling, and we will marry you and have children, okay?"

"Hmm, um..." I nodded desperately, but couldn't speak anymore.

"Don't cry," Zhao Chuansun coaxed lightly, "...with me here, don't cry..."

Probably the more he coaxes me, the more I cry...

All those days of fear and grief, it was only at this moment that I burst into tears.

Grandmother... grandma said...

After all, he is my little uncle, the only person I will have close relatives from now on.

It was later learned that Zhao Chuansun had already resigned from office at that time.

For those owed to the court, he has already repaid it for our Zhao family; as for those owed to someone, he will not be able to repay it in this life, and he will not move.

The little uncle asked me if I had anything to pay back before I left.

If so, go and pay it back.

At dawn, I stood in the front hall and watched the servants running back and forth to pack their things.

Those who were willing to go with them packed their bags together and went away; those who had parents and family members here and it was inconvenient to go, distributed the monthly money immediately and sent them back.

Among the servants, there are those who have a deep friendship on weekdays, and they are all there to bid farewell at this moment.

After all, if you go to Jinling tomorrow, you will probably never be able to return to the capital.

Back then, the bustling and bustling mansion in this mansion was like a dream when he turned around.

This capital is about to become Chen Meng's past...

In this capital city, I don't have any other friends, only Min Zhengyun, so I can say goodbye.

Thinking about it, I probably also went to the Buddha together to make incense in the previous life, but I was able to meet him once in this life.

In this life, I have also traveled to the Buddha with someone...

When I came to Min Mansion, I stood beside the majestic stone lion in front of his house and waited quietly.

Looking at a cloud of clouds on the other side of the day, my heart is empty and empty.

After a while, Min Zhengyun came out.

There was a little haste in my expression, and I didn't feel at ease until I saw my stone lion.

Min Zhengyun came up to hold me and looked at me, "What's wrong, it's so early, is it cold?"

Said, holding my two hands in his own palm...

"I'm here to tell you," I looked at him and said, "I'm leaving."

"Go?" He was slightly surprised, "Where are you going?"

"My father has resigned," I said, "we are going back to Jinling."

From now on... I will never come to this imperial city again...

I didn't say this sentence, but thinking about it, Min Zhengyun understood.

"Stay dumb," Min Zhengyun wanted to say something, but held back, and just said, "... Jinling?"

"Well," I nodded.

Min Zhengyun looked at me for a long time, and then suddenly said, "It's a bit far to go to Jinling..."

It is indeed a long way to go to Jinling, and only when you go further can you be more peaceful.

"I'm going back to my hometown to marry a wife and have children," I squeezed out a smile, "It's not far away."

Min Zhengyun was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly looked at me in a daze.

"What's wrong?" I looked at him and asked.

"Xiao Dai," Min Zhengyun said softly but firmly, "You wait for me for a year, and after a year, I will come to Jinling to find you."

"One year," I teased reluctantly, "Why don't you come with me now?"

"Now……"

Min Zhengyun's eyes were shaking, but he finally didn't say anything.

I smiled slightly, withdrew my hand, and said goodbye to him.

From afar, you can still see the figure of Min Zhengyun standing there...

Thinking of that time, he jokingly asked me to jump off the cliff together, but I didn’t agree. At that time, I had other worries in my heart; time has passed, and today, I also jokingly asked him to go to Jinling together, but he couldn’t agree either. Also don't worry about it...

Looking back, from acquaintance, to acquaintance, to acquaintance with Min Zhengyun... Although the reason was absurd, he had already been regarded as a confidant.

Let's say goodbye today, I don't know when we will see you again.

If we can really meet again in the future, we don't know when it will be.

When I got home, I saw that the servants were still tidying up, so I went to Zhao Chuansun's study.

Just about to open the door, through the crack of the door, I saw that the little uncle was holding up those letters and burning them one by one on the candle.

On the flickering candle flame, whether or not ashes are falling, it is the past years