rogue

Xingshuang flies by and lives in endlessly.

The days passed away like running water.

One year has passed, two years have passed, three years have passed... In the blink of an eye, it has been eight winters and summers, but Pei Yi still cannot find Shen Jiahe.

He often wondered if his judgment was wrong, perhaps Shen Jiahe had really died eight years ago, so he searched the whole world but couldn't find him.But he is still persistently looking for it, maybe it has become a habit, maybe it is just to give himself a thought to continue to live.

This year just entered winter, Pei Muyan fell ill with a serious illness, which was good and bad at times, and could never be cured.

After several months of lingering sickness, at the beginning of spring, the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dying, and he was about to die.

Pei Yi waited on the sick at the bedside and took care of her for more than a month without taking off her clothes, and she was already suffering beyond recognition.

There was a faint light in Pei Muyan's cloudy eyes, he stared at Pei Yi without blinking, held his hand tightly, and said weakly, "Yi'er, you...do you still hate me?"

With tears in his eyes, Pei Yi smiled and shook his head, saying: "You are my father, at most I am angry with you, how can I hate you?"

"I know, you've been blaming... blaming me, blaming me for killing Shen Jiahe, but I also... have no choice but to watch you... being criticized and reviled by others. I am your father, and I have to... protect you , I have to... hold your hand when you are lost, and bring you to the right path, just like... like when you were a child." Pei Muyan was angry and spoke with great difficulty.

Pei Yi burst into tears, quickly raised his hand to wipe it away, choked up and said, "Stop talking, I understand everything, I understand everything."

"I never regret... doing that, I even feel that it was the most correct decision I have ever made, you see, you are... how good, how outstanding, my son... will become a generation of Mingjun , is stronger than his father... a hundred times stronger, I am very happy, and I am very proud of you."

Tears wiped away more and more, so Pei Yi simply ignored it and let it flow unrestrainedly.

"Yi'er, it's been a long time since you...called me 'Dad', I want to hear...listen to you..." Pei Muyan was already out of breath, and was at a loss for words.

"Daddy, daddy, daddy..." Pei Yi held his hand tightly and called out loudly.

A vain smile appeared on Pei Muyan's face, he closed his eyes, and hissed with the last bit of strength: "I... this life... is... worth it!"

The tightly clenched hand suddenly loosened, but there was still a little warmth in the palm.

"Father!" Pei Yi cried out, throwing herself on Pei Muyan, weeping uncontrollably.

After Pei Muyan was buried, Pei Yi succeeded to the throne with the title of Emperor Qianwu.

Afterwards, Pei Yi respected Wei Huijun as the queen mother, made Shen Luoyu the queen, Pei Zhen the prince, made Gongyang Xilin the general protecting the country, and promoted Wei Yan to the prime minister and prince Taifu. So far, there was a brief turmoil due to the death of Mu Gaozu. The court situation quickly settled down.

Although from the prince to the emperor, the things to do every day have not changed much, but they are busier than before.

Pei Yi, however, enjoys this kind of busyness very much. He cannot and dare not let himself be idle, because once he is idle, he will be tormented by all-pervasive thoughts and almost go crazy.

This is a really strange thing.

After so many years, his longing for Shen Jiahe not only did not diminish in the slightest, but became more and more intense, making it overwhelming.

Recently he often thinks about his childhood.

Those days that are so pure and spotless, those mornings and evenings, will always float up from a corner in the depths of memory inadvertently, first feed him a mouthful of honey, and then sprinkle him with a handful of arsenic.

He often felt that he was on the verge of collapse, but he survived again and again.

It's just for that little thought, and that little thought will eventually find the one you love.

Pei Yi sent more people to look for Shen Jiahe, almost casting a net.

He thought with great hope that he would be able to find Shen Jiahe before the cold winter came.

Unexpectedly, good news came in autumn.

Just after the beginning of autumn, the weather suddenly cooled down.

Pei Zhen accidentally caught a cold. She coughed and had a fever.

When Pei Yi heard Ji Nianxu mention it, he took the time to visit it.

Pei Zhen had always respected and feared Pei Yi. When Pei Yi came to see him, he was overwhelmed by flattery, obediently answered any questions, and was even patted on the head. He was so happy that he was almost dizzy.

When Pei Yi left, he hugged Ji Nianxu excitedly, and said, "Brother Nian, Father touched my head just now! It's the first time he touched my head! Am I dreaming? Oh my god, I want to Passed out happily!"

Ji Nianxu pulled him out of his arms, and said dumbfoundingly: "Being touched on the head makes you happy like this? Be careful that people will laugh at you if they find out."

Pei Zhen suddenly felt a little frustrated, lay down on the bed, and said gloomily, "As far as I can remember, I have never seen my father smile. He is always gloomy and makes people afraid to get close to him, but I really want to get close to him." He, but he doesn't have the guts. He touched my head today, which is the most father-like behavior he has ever done to me. Sigh, you can't understand my mood. "

Ji Nian Xu was silent, and said: "When I was a child, he was not so gloomy, and he would laugh."

"Really?" Pei Zhen blinked and said, "I really can't imagine father laughing."

Ji Nianxu said: "Sigh, in life, unsatisfactory things are often eight to nine out of ten. After experiencing many unsatisfactory things, the smile will become less and less."

Pei Zhen said: "Father is the king of a country, will there be any unsatisfactory things?"

"Of course," Ji Nianxu said, "As long as you are a human being, you will be unhappy."

Pei Zhen was silent for a moment, and said, "Brother Nian, you are becoming more and more like your father now, and you smile less and less. What's wrong with you? Tell me, maybe I can help you do what you want."

Ji Nianxu smiled slightly and said, "You can help me by getting well soon."

Pei Zhen said, "I feel like I'll be fine soon."

Ji Nianxu said: "That's good."

Coming out of Pei Zhen's place, Ji Nianxu was walking casually, when he suddenly heard the sound of flapping wings, and looked up, it was Pei Yi's carrier pigeon.

He flew up on tiptoe, grabbed the pigeon and landed, untied the letter box tied to its leg, raised his hand to release the pigeon, and then walked quickly to the imperial study.

Apart from going to court and sleeping, Pei Yi spends almost all his time in the imperial study reviewing memorials and discussing matters with courtiers.

Sure enough, Pei Yi was discussing matters with Wei Yan, the official censor, and Ji Nianxu didn't want to disturb him, so he went to the side hall to wait.

He played with the letterbox in his hand, thinking, this is probably another disappointing news.

After so many years, as the only person who shared secrets with Pei Yi, he had long doubted whether Shen Jiahe was still alive.He had seen and touched Shen Jiahe's body with his own eyes. Although he was young at that time, he remembered it clearly.When Pei Yi told him that Shen Jiahe was still alive, he was ecstatic and believed it without hesitation, but after being disappointed again and again, he began to suspect that everything was caused by Pei Yi's inability to accept the reality due to excessive grief. Year after year, he has been making futile efforts to achieve the purpose of self-deception and self-consolation.

Ji Nianxu slowly pulled out the letter paper from the letter box.

Unexpectedly, he untied the silk thread on the top, and slowly unfolded the letter paper, black and white words appeared in front of his eyes: "Report to the emperor, Shen Jiahe has been found, and he is in Baitou Village."