Glory to the ancestors

As soon as Yang Jin was released from the Bieyuan, she hurriedly ran towards the Rongguo Mansion.

He wanted to confirm with his own eyes that Rong Zhen was okay.

A white curtain was hung at the entrance of Rongguo Mansion, and two servants were dressed in sackcloth, waiting at the entrance with their heads bowed. There were a few scattered people standing outside, as if sighing for something.

Yang Jin was dazed, and suddenly lost her strength, and knelt down on the ground.

He felt extremely difficult to breathe, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't even make a mournful sound.

A sedan chair stopped behind him, and Osmanthus osmanthus came down from it. Seeing Yang Jin's appearance, she panicked, and quickly ran to him with small steps, and helped him up.

Yang Jin looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus in surprise, her mind blurred for a while.

Osmanthus osmanthus helped him walk to the lobby of Rong's house, and nodded to Rong Zhen who was kneeling beside him.

Yang Jin pointed to Rong Zhen, "Then," he pointed to the coffin parked in the lobby, "here is..."

Osmanthus osmanthus' eyes were filled with tears immediately, and she lowered her head.

Rong Zhen's eyes were red, but he didn't shed a single tear. His face was expressionless, as if this would make him appear hard-hearted.

He took a deep breath, "Kowtow to her."

Yang Jin had mixed feelings in her heart, looked at Rong Zhen, and nodded slowly.

He knelt down, put his hands together, and bent down, his face almost touching the ground.

"She doesn't blame you." Seeing that Yang Jin was still getting up, Rong Zhen had no choice but to walk up to him, and lightly patted his shoulder twice.

Yang Jin shook her head, crying out of breath, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"Even if there is a mistake, it's my problem." After Rong Zhen finished speaking, he winked at the sweet-scented osmanthus, and the two of them took Yang Jin up to Rong Zhen's study.

Yang Jin sat on a chair, propped her arms on the small table next to her, and covered her face with her hands.

Seeing that he had calmed down a bit, Rong Zhen asked, "How did you tell the guards?"

Yang Jin exhaled, her voice still choked with sobs, "I don't know, maybe my father told them hello and let me go right away."

"Well, the emperor also knows that you are being forced, and the imperial army shouldn't make it difficult for you," Rong Zhen sighed, "but I wonder why he didn't take you away with him."

Yang Jin was startled, another sad thing.

Seeing that Yang Jin didn't answer, Rong Zhen didn't feel comfortable asking again, "It's good that you're fine."

"He, will he raise troops after returning to the southern border?"

"I don't know either," Rong Zhen thought for a while, "but I know that even if he raises troops, the emperor will not fight him."

"why?"

"Which army to transfer to fight?" Rong Zhen explained to Yang Jin, "The forbidden army guards the important areas of the capital and must not go out. The Extreme Northern Army is always on guard against Liang Guo, and it cannot be deployed at all. As for the Northwest Army, the combat power is in vain. "

"Wouldn't that just let him..."

"Of course I won't let him go," Rong Zhen said, "As far as I know, the Queen Mother has been recruiting recruits in various provinces for the reason of replenishing the Imperial Army these years. The total number of recruits will not be much worse than that of the Northwest Army. He has elite soldiers under his command, but he can always fight."

Yang Jin lowered her head, he was very confused.

Rong Zhen stood up, walked in front of Yang Jin, and pressed Yang Jin's head.

A figure flashed in Yang Jin's eyes, she shuddered, and quickly sat up straight, "I don't want to know these things anymore."

"I understand, but I have something else to tell you."

Yang Jin blinked, "What is it?"

"Li Huan is still alive."

……

I don't know how many snows Liang Guo has ushered in. Before, Li Huan could count, but now he can't count.

He was covered with a quilt, like an earthworm, he moved under the window next to the bed, raised his hand, and untied the silver hooks that hooked the two windows.

The icy cold wind rolled the biting snow and rushed him in the face.

He coughed hard twice and took a deep breath.

Before the cool air could be drawn into the lungs, someone reached out and closed the window.

"Be obedient." Xiao Qi, who ruled the entire Liang Kingdom, sat beside Li Huan, stretching the quilt around Li Huan's neck with both hands, wrapping him tighter.

"Listen," Li Huan said helplessly, it's just that he hasn't breathed the air outside for a long time, "I heard that my uncle has returned to the southern border?"

"Well," Xiao Qi asked Li Huan, "When do you plan to make a move?"

Li Huan raised his head and thought for a while, "Wait a little longer, when it gets warmer, I want to go with you."

"Together with me," Xiao Qi thought for a while, "Are you afraid that I won't keep the promise?"

Li Huan didn't speak, he felt that the question was meaningless.

Xiao Qi would never abide by the decision he made with himself. How could the three military towns in the extreme north satisfy his appetite? He knew too well that what Xiao Qi wanted was the entire Chu state.

Rong Zhen also understood, so the letter to himself was full of hesitation.

You don't need others to know the fate of seeking skin from a tiger.

It's just that Rong Zhen didn't understand his own purpose. Those ideals of governing the world were no longer important in his heart. He just wanted to walk into the imperial city again, stand in front of his proud queen mother, and ask her carefully. What did this son do to be sacrificed by her like this.

He worked hard in the imperial city of Liang State, worked as a slave in that cold palace for nearly three years, and endured humiliation by Xiao Qi's side for another four years. He just wanted such an answer...

Li Huan regained his composure and said to Xiao Qi, "I believe you, you know."

Both he and Xiao Qi knew well that what they said was not half sincere, but Xiao Qi still smiled, and seemed to be in a good mood.

After a while, a maid handed over the medicine, "Your Majesty, it's time for the master to drink the medicine."

Xiao Qi was taken aback for a moment, his expression froze on his face, "Who handed it over?"

"Physician Zhang said it was for the Tai Tuo tonic."

Xiao Qi relaxed after hearing the name, took the medicine bowl from the maid, scooped up the medicine soup himself, and fed it to Li Huan's mouth one by one.

He is supreme, and he has never done anything to serve others. The first time he gave medicine to Li Huan, he couldn't master the strength and knocked on Li Huan's teeth several times, but he still insisted on doing it himself.

Li Huan did not resist, even though he knew that the spoonful of medicinal soup that Xiao Qi scooped up was exactly what made his body weaken rapidly.

How could he resist?

This is a kind of drug in the southern region, which will make people easily tired, lethargic, and their physical fitness will deteriorate a little bit, and finally the body will die from exhaustion as if the body has been hollowed out.

He calculated that with one bowl a day, he would be able to survive this summer at most.

But this is enough. Once the weather warms up, Liang Guo's army can be reorganized, and Rongzhen people will respond from within. It is easy to break through the defense line in the extreme north, and it will not take a month to approach the imperial city.

He might be able to be the emperor for half a month, and Xiao Qi would control all the courtiers in Chu, keep those who can be used, and kill those who can't.

After that, he will become the king with the largest empire on this continent, fulfilling the long-cherished wish of their ancestors of the Xiao family.

How wonderful, this is the end of a king, a conqueror.

Li Huan looked at Xiao Qi, feeling a little envious, this could have been his own life.

He closed his eyes and shrank his neck back, "I won't drink anymore, it's bitter."

"You never felt bitter before." Xiao Qi didn't bother, and returned half of the remaining medicine to the maid, "Bring him some candies."

Li Huan stared at the figure of the maid walking away, exhaled a breath of cold air, let him live a little longer.

He wanted to see more of the world.

He really didn't live enough.