Shen Lingjun

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Shen Xun lifted up his wide sleeves, and glanced at the rows of things placed on the lacquered wooden shelves.Shen Xun remembered that it was an exquisite wooden box with feathered figures and basalt lacquer patterns on it, one feathered man rode on the guī, and the other two feathered men played with each other...

Eh?Have!Shen Xun's eyes lit up, he raised his head, and carefully removed the wooden box from the second shelf.The wooden box was stained with a little dust, Shen Xun leaned closer, opened his lips and exhaled, licked chuī lightly, and then opened it, a wooden thorn appeared in front of him.

"Gu, come and accompany Ah Xun."

"Hey, here it is for you, a Lunar New Year wooden thorn handwritten by an orphan."

Her words still seemed to be echoing in her ears, and the past scenes were vividly remembered...

Shen Xun lowered his head, and slid his fingertips across the wooden thorns - "Zhao Jue, the Crown Princess of Leyang Palace in the Imperial City of the Imperial Capital, congratulates Shen's A Xun on the new year, Ankang Changle Weiyang".Shen Xun took out the wooden thorn and looked at the handwriting carefully. As he looked at it, he felt a "thump" in his heart, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated... Shen Xun opened his eyes wide, and his beautiful eyes were startled. He was stagnant, his bare hands trembling slightly, and he murmured to himself: "No, no..."

Shen Xun only felt her mind go blank, shaking her head in disbelief, her heart agitated, she raised her eyes to look at the emperor's book on the table in the pavilion, quickly stepped forward, and placed the wooden thorn in the emperor's book Beside the bamboo slips.Shen Xun closed his eyes and tried his best to calm down his inner emotions. After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes. He held the edge of the table tightly with both hands, looked at the bamboo slips and wooden thorns, picked out the same words between the two, and compared them carefully. On the shape and style of the writing.

"Extremely long and short, it still takes thousands of miles...It is not too late to make up for a lost sheep." The characters "long" and "wei" have the same appearance as the "chang and wei" in "Changle Weiyang"... ...Shen Xun choked with sobs, his eyes flooded. If these two words were just a coincidence, how could there be any mistakes in tabooing the late emperor's own name? "I invite you to set up in Zhao... Zhuang Xin went to Zhao... Zheng Zhuang Xin in Zhao", the three "Zhao" characters written by the young emperor's bamboo slips are the same as the "Emperor Dowager Zhao Jue" written by the former emperor when he was young. The word "Zhao" is clearly... exactly the same!

Shen Xun lowered his eyes, covered his lips with his right hand, and tightly held the table with his left hand under the wide sleeve, supporting his body.Shen Xun had always been calm and calm when encountering situations, but at this moment, her eyes gradually began to blur. She shrugged her shoulders slightly and sobbed softly. Tears finally welled up and fell on the wooden thorn drop by drop.

Ju, it really is you...

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Chapter 30

It was night, before Shen Xun sat alone in front of the case, he was concentrating on the flying deer bronze lamp, holding a wooden thorn in his hand, and lowered his eyebrows.

Facing the fact that Zhao Jue was reborn, Shen Xun felt restless.

The maid Luo'er called Shen Xun a few times to persuade her to have some evening food, but Shen Xun didn't lift his eyes, saying that he had no appetite.The last time Luo'er entered the room, Shen Xun couldn't help raising his head, his voice hoarse: "Luo'er, don't bother me again tonight."

Luo'er replied "No", and withdrew the salute, but she was worried.She didn't understand why her little mother left the Chasing Moon Pavilion, so she kept silent, her eyes were slightly red, and the corners of her eyes were filled with tears.Look at the young lady's complexion, she is dignified, but she seems excited.But if the young lady didn't say anything, she didn't dare to ask.Although Xiaoniang treats her intimately and does not treat her as an ordinary maid, but as a maid, she can and cannot ask anything. Luo'er has served Shen Xun for many years, and she has a wink.Luo'er sighed secretly, she just felt sorry for the young lady, and couldn't bear to see her sad, and hoped that the young lady would not worry about her heart and burn her body.

Shen Xun sat quietly, still immersed in the desire to find the truth, she gently stroked the wooden thorn, and whispered softly: "Ju, it's really you..."

The rejoicing and joy in Shen Xun's heart were beyond words.She and Zhao Jue met in childhood and grew up together.Everyone in Qin Kingdom knew that the friendship between the monarch and his ministers was profound and extraordinary.On the day Zhao Jue passed away, Shen Xun was heartbroken, locked himself in his room, and cried all night... Now, no matter how shocking and unheard of the rebirth is, Shen Xun is uncontrollably happy. The surprise and happiness that others can't understand.

But Shen Xun also felt hesitant.Zhao Yuan's words echoed in his ears from time to time... In Shen Xun's mind, he also recalled every time the "young emperor" got along with him after waking up.The well-behaved dependence that can only be revealed in front of me, the meticulous love and care that that person has shown for me... It turned out that it was all because of the deep and sincere love for me.Even if it is, to live a new life, to live a new life.Just like when he was young, Zhao Jue held himself in his arms and promised: "There is Gu, Gu will always protect Ah Xun."

How should I respond to this deep love, this deep love?

Shen Xun thought about it, sighed invisibly, got up and walked to the window, and gently pushed the pane open.At this moment, Shen Xun, with a bit of homeliness, was dressed in a moon-white tunic and a light blue wide-sleeved robe, with hairpins removed, and his long hair fell like a waterfall on his shoulders.The moonlight spilled in from the window and reflected on Shen Xun's face, making her look like a fairy in the Moon Palace, elegant and elegant.

Shen Xun looked at the moon and meditated quietly, calming down his thoughts. After a long time, the corners of his lips curved slightly.

Ju, it's good to be alive.

In Leyang Palace, Zhao Jue could not fall asleep either.

For many days, Zhao Jue had already gotten used to Shen Xun living in the palace.It was only the first day when Shen Xun returned to the mansion, facing the empty side hall, Zhao Jue felt lost.