Your Majesty, the National Teacher is in a bad mood today

Han Jin's fingers trembled, and he squeezed the letter tightly.

"Ye Lingshuang...I hate you..." Han Jin's tears fell on the letter one by one.

Suddenly he hugged Ye Tang's body tightly, and shouted at him like crazy: "I hate you! I hate you to death!"

"Why! Why leave me alone! I hate you... I hate you forever!! Ye Lingshuang!"

"Open your eyes and look at me...you left me again, why did you treat me like this! Why...why did you treat me like this..."

"Why do you decide for me... You come back, you come back!!"

While crying bitterly, Han Jin hugged Ye Tang's cold body and shouted, his whole body almost collapsed.

Eunuch Li also shed tears beside him, and said with difficulty: "Your Majesty's condolences...Your Majesty..."

Han Jin screamed and whimpered like crazy, and buried himself in Ye Tang's arms.

"Come back... please..."

How much he wished that Ye Tang would just fake his death like before, but he knew that this time, Ye Tang would not come back, never again.

……

half year later.

Beiyang, which was in a state of decadence half a year ago, finally returned to its former prosperity under Han Jin's revival.

Not only that, the newly recovered Dongling Kingdom has also been rectified in an orderly manner, and it looks like a country of peace and tranquility.

Several neighboring countries have begun to make friends with Beiyang, and Beiyang has gradually entered a prosperous age.

Regarding the shocking battle half a year ago, there are still rumors about Ye Tang's scandal.

Ye Lingshuang, the national teacher, is ambitious. On the surface, he loves the country and protects the country. In fact, he paves the way for his own ambition. Everything is done by Ye Tang. It is also because of Ye Tang that Beiyang fell into the tragedy half a year ago.

Han Jin no longer has the ability to stop these rumors.

He wanted to arrest and execute everyone who said this, but he couldn't forget Ye Tang's expectations of him.

He wants to be a wise king and protect the peace of the people in the world.

Autumn Rain Mountain.

In the red maple forest, Han Jin walked alone on the path paved with bluestone bricks. Occasionally, a breeze blew, and a few fiery red maple leaves fell on Han Jin's shoulders.

Han Jin walked slowly to Ye Tang's tomb and sat down.

He reached out and gently swept away the fallen red leaves, poured a glass of wine and placed it in front of Ye Tang's grave.

"Tang'er..." Han Jin called out in a low voice.

After waiting for a while, the circles of his eyes began to turn red slightly: "I know I just came to see you the day before yesterday, but I couldn't bear it anymore, I really miss you so much, I'm going crazy..."

The breeze gently brushed over Han Jin's face, gently lifting his black hair, and Han Jin's vision began to blur.

He continued to talk to himself alone: ​​"Don't worry, I didn't delay my business. I came here after everything has been dealt with."

After speaking, he waited in silence for a while.

Naturally, no one answered him, only the sound of the breeze blowing in his ears.

Han Jin smiled wryly, and covered his eyes with his hand: "Tang'er...what should I do, life is so hard...I can't hold on anymore..."

"I've tried my best to atone for my sins, when can I go to you, you must wait for me, okay?"

It was obviously him who made the mistake, and he was the one who caused Beiyang to fall into dire straits, but Ye Tang bore this eternal infamy for him.

Obviously no one cared more about the common people than Ye Tang.

Ye Tang is as upright as a lotus flower, emerging from the mud without being stained, it is a bit unreal to stand in the world.

It's as if the banished immortal came to the world to play for a while, and then drove the cloud fairy to go.

Ye Tang should not bear such infamy.

He knew what Ye Tang's tricks were trying to keep him alive, so he didn't dare to follow Ye Tang easily.

Ye Tang wanted him to lead Beiyang to a prosperous age, he wanted the world to be stable, and the people would have no more suffering.

So Ye Tang made this choice between him and the world.

He chose the people of the world and gave up on him.

It was impossible for Han Jin to say that he didn't hate Ye Tang's choice, but no matter how much he hated, Ye Tang was gone.

"I know I've done a lot of wrong things, and you can't forgive me for a while, but... in the next life, don't abandon me again, okay?" Han Jin's tears fell to the ground one by one, The bluestone bricks were stained dark.

He quickly wiped away his tears with his hand and took a deep breath.

"Sorry, I'm a little sad, and I showed you a joke again."

As he spoke, he reached for another jug ​​of wine, opened it and took a sip.

That wine was Ye Tang's favorite peach blossom wine.

He didn't understand why Ye Tang loved this wine before, but now he still doesn't understand.

But he couldn't find a reason why Ye Tang loved it, but he had his own reason to love it.

Because this wine has the smell of Ye Tang.

This peach blossom wine is just like Ye Tang, neither strong nor strong, with a delicate fragrance and a little bit of bitterness in the mouth, very much like the person in my memory.

Dressed in white, he always speaks softly and rarely loses his temper.

If the identities of the two of them are put aside, can they also be a carefree couple, work together at sunrise, and stay together forever.

Han Jin's eyes were red, and he continued to take a sip of the peach blossom wine in his hand.

The feelings of more than ten years have all turned into bitterness and swallowed into the throat. I know it will hurt, but I am happy with it.

"It was you who promised me that in the next life... you will never give up in life or death."

"You have promised me your next life. You have to wait for me. Before I go to you, you are not allowed to be nice to others, you know?"

As he spoke, Han Jin raised his right hand. On the wrist of that hand was a red string, and a red bean as bright as a drop of blood was strung on the red string.

"In the next life, we will use this as a token, and I will go find you, okay...don't lie to me this time, Tang'er." Han Jin murmured in a low voice.

That red rope was woven by Ye Tang before the rebel army attacked the city, and Ye Tang had one that was exactly like him.

Even when the two met on the battlefield later, Ye Tang never took off the red rope, and he always wore it on his wrist.

He was afraid that Ye Tang would not be able to find him at that time, as long as they had this red rope, they would be able to find each other.

Han Jin sat in front of Ye Tang's tomb for the whole afternoon.

He drank the whole pot of peach blossom wine, and Ye Tang's pot was still placed in front of the tomb.

Han Jin put down the jug and emptied it, and then said slowly, "I still can't figure out why you...are so cruel to me."

After waiting for a while, no one answered him, so Han Jin smiled helplessly.

As the sun was setting, Han Jin returned the same way. His shadow was stretched very long on the bluestone brick path, and he looked extraordinarily lonely.

In front of Ye Tang's tomb, besides the pot of peach blossom wine, there was also a folding fan with two small black fishes on the fan.

-End of the full text-I will start another episode tomorrow, I have a stuffy nose from crying, I have to take it easy