Drunk King and Minister

In the cold prison cell, there was an atmosphere of decadence and despair.

Across an iron fence, the woman sat there quietly, with the child tightly wrapped in her arms, no longer as lively as a rabbit in her memory.

Han Zigao's voice was tight and he couldn't say a word.

On the contrary, Su Ziyi spoke first.

"You came……"

"Ziyi, I will rescue you!" Han Zigao anxiously put his hand on the cold iron bar.Such plain clothes made him shudder.

The decision to marry Su Ziyi to Hou Andu was really his fault...

Su Ziyi raised her head slowly, her complexion was pale and haggard, she was never sad.

"It has nothing to do with you, you don't have to blame yourself, this...is life."

She never believed in fate before, but since she came to ancient times, many things went off track and impacted her worldview.

From Chen Qian to Han Zigao to Hou Andu, from being lonely to being a married woman, every time I see hope from despair and then despair again.

When that person really walked into my heart, this was the result.

Everyone has no luck meeting themselves.

From Han Zigao to Hou Andu.

everyone...

She Su Ziyi is a disaster star, a disaster star that does not belong to this world...

"Su Ziyi! Take heart! Don't forget that you have a son!" Han Zigao couldn't bear to see Su Ziyi like this, he gritted his teeth and scolded her in pain.

Su Ziyi looked down at the sleeping child in her arms, he was like an angel in the sky, falling by her side, connecting herself with the real blood of this other world.

Yes, she has a son.

If it wasn't for this child, she would have given up hope and left with that person.

She still has Hou Dan, his and her Hou Dan.

Rolling his eyes, a name flashed through his mind.

"Where is Hou Xin? How is she?" Su Ziyi struggled to stand up and fell in front of Han Zigao, looking at Han Zigao through the iron fence, "Save her, save Hou Xin!"

Hou Xin is the daughter of Hou Andu.

Han Zigao looked a bit embarrassed: "I will save you, but Hou Xin, I'm not sure, the emperor only accepted my life..."

The woman in front of her knelt down with a "bang".

"I'm willing to trade my life for hers! Brother, please tell the emperor, I'm willing to trade my death for Hou Xin's life!"

Han Zigao looked at Su Ziyi and sighed.

"Why are you doing this? I heard that you don't have a good relationship with her."

Su Ziyi silently shook her head.

"She is just a child who is not very sensible. She lost her mother since she was a child and only has a father. She is a poor child. She is hostile to me because she is afraid that I will rob her father. She is still young, so she shouldn't be like this..."

"If you trade your own life for hers, what will happen to your son?" Han Zigao frowned, "Have you thought about who will raise him to grow up!"

"Hou Xin is his sister, and the two of them will depend on each other."

"You're so relieved to leave Qin'er to her!" Han Zigao raised his voice slightly, "She's only in her teens and doesn't even reach Ji's daughter's family, how can she raise Qin'er!"

Su Ziyi looked down at the child in her arms, he was still sleeping soundly, as if the sky had fallen and had nothing to do with him.

"Hou Xin is a good boy with a very tenacious personality. I am very relieved to entrust Qin'er to her..."

Han Zigao silently looked at Su Ziyi for a while.

"Since you are so persistent, I will not give up on any of you! Just wait at ease, and I will rescue you!"

After Han Zigao finished speaking, he turned and left.

When he was nearly [-] meters away from Su Ziyi's cell, Han Zigao asked Wang Erniu next to him in a low voice, "What do you think of Hou Xin's attitude?"

Wang Erniu expressed emotion on his face: "It seemed a little dazed and unbelievable, and then he covered his mouth and cried silently. My lord, is that why you asked someone to quietly transfer that Hou Xin to the next door to Su Ziyi's cell?" ?”

"Brother Hou's death, I'm sorry for her, there's only so much I can do for her."

"Your Excellency is so troublesome for her, so don't blame yourself anymore, but how can you be sure that Su Ziyi will exchange her life for that of Hou Xin? According to the news from my subordinates, the two of them have never been very friendly. "

Han Zigao smiled: "Back then, she and I were extremely at odds. Ziyi looked like a careless and heartless person, but in fact, she was softer and kinder than anyone else."

Wang Erniu listened and nodded thoughtfully.

Han Zigao continued walking, and said abruptly, "Er Niu, do you like burning peaches?"

"Ah!" Wang Erniu was startled, his face turned red, but most of it was covered by his dark complexion, and he stammered, "I...I..."

Han Zigao gently opened his lips: "If you like it, tell her, and I will make the decision for you two."

"She...she..." Wang Erniu lowered his head, his expression darkened.

"Do you think she is interested in me?" Han Zigao raised his eyebrows, "Maybe there used to be, but now it's gone."

Today's Burning Peach and Wang Erniu see each other right, but they dare not show it to each other.

"Since you can stay together, don't miss it in vain..."

Wang Erniu seemed to hear his lord sigh. When he raised his head, Han Zigao had already gone far away, and his slender back seemed a little lonely.

When Chen Qian received the guard's report that Han Zigao had gone to the prison, he knew that Han Zigao would definitely be waiting to see him.Unable to make him wait until late at night to make him more tired, Chen Qian did not intentionally stay until Han Zigao fell asleep as she did a few days ago before coming in quietly.

On this day, he came back very early.

As soon as he entered the Yongzhao Hall, he saw Han Zigao sitting upright with a solemn expression on his face.

He cares so much about others, but more and more regards himself as a passer-by in the clouds. God knows how much he wants to trap this person by his side and break his wings.

But I can't bear it.

Well, this person is always his own doom, the wrong things he committed in the past, but now he is collecting debts bit by bit.

Ask it, ask it, who told me to be willing to be taken advantage of...

"Tell me, what's the matter!" Chen Qian heard her own voice, which was cold.

He actually doesn't want to be like this...

"At that time, it will only be more than three months, and Su Ziyi will also give birth. She will be very weak, and the girls who have not reached the age of Hou Xin will not cause trouble. The emperor has promised to let them go. Let them go one day sooner and later later What's the difference if you let it go for a day?" Han Zigao said lightly, lowering his eyes slightly.

"I can be locked up for as long as I like, and besides, I don't have the life to allow that Hou Xin." Chen Qian snorted coldly, turned her back, and a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

How come I don't see him caring so much about himself.

"Your Majesty, you know that Hou An doesn't deserve to die, so why are you holding on to his widow and young son!" Han Zigao pointedly pointed out.

These days, he also wants to understand some things.

"Why do you say that!" Chen Qian turned around, stared at Han Zigao, and gradually narrowed her eyes.

Han Zigao's voice also turned cold: "If Hou Andu really has such thoughts, I am afraid that if ten more Han Zigao come to intercede, the emperor will not let his family go! But I didn't ask much, so you agreed. Isn't it enough to explain the problem! You used to be very fair and always corrected your mistakes, but now you are avoiding your own mistakes! Isn't this enough..."

The protruding hand on the jaw stopped Han Zigao's voice.

Chen Qian gritted her teeth and looked at Han Zigao, a storm gradually gathered in her eyes, the jaw in her hand was warm, and she felt the faint throbbing of blood vessels.

A fragile neck, a beautiful neck, a stubborn neck, the neck of someone he loves and hates.

"Is that how you look at me?"

In his heart, is he really getting more and more unbearable?

Han Zigao looked at him and was about to open his mouth.

"Don't answer! I don't want to hear..." Chen Qian bowed her head, her hair hanging down her shoulders to cover his expression, "I, let them go..."

Han Zigao looked complicated, watching Chen Qian turn and leave, with a faint bitterness in his mouth.

When Chen Qian walked to the entrance of the hall, her footsteps paused.

"If you want to go, go."

After saying this, he fled away.

The candlelight in the Yongzhao Hall was bright and dim, reflecting Han Zigao's face in a hazy way.

Han Zigao didn't know how long he sat there, until there was a sudden noise outside, he suddenly regained his senses.

"Who dares to stop the prince! Get out of the way for the prince! Where is the vixen inside, get out for the prince!!"

The guard's interception sounded faintly.

"Prince, no!"

"Don't embarrass your subordinates..."

Could it be... the medicine king?

A small figure appeared in Han Zigao's mind.

He still remembers that afternoon, the little toddler hugged his legs, with a round face, and said in a soft voice: "Hug."

He lifted his foot and took two steps, but then remembered the meaning revealed in the unabashed words that he faintly heard just now.

Now, he is afraid that he will not be welcomed by the medicine king, that's all, let's wait and see what happens.

After all, the guards did not dare to stop the dignified prince.

When Chen Bozong broke in, he immediately saw Han Zigao sitting on a chair wiping his saber. He just sat there quietly, holding a clean white towel, and carefully wiping a fine sword under the candlelight. soft sword.

Even though Chen Bozong was young, only ten years old, he couldn't help but suffocate his breath.

This is the person that the father hid in the Yongzhao Palace?It's really stunning!

"When you see the prince, don't you kneel down?!" Chen Bozong, who was not too tall, put one hand on his waist, pointed at Han Zi with the other and shouted loudly, with a bit of momentum.

But Han Zigao couldn't help laughing, his eyes were full of astonishment and defense and even a little bit of fear, but he made such an appearance, pretending to be an adult, it's really... so cute.

"Xiao Yao'er doesn't recognize me anymore?" Han Zigao reminded him in a rather good mood, "I hugged you when you were young."

Chen Bozong wrinkled his nose and snorted: "It's close! How could this prince want someone like you to hug you! Tell me!" He looked sideways at the guards beside him, "Who is he?"

The guard hesitated for a moment, but said anyway.

"Prince, this is the regular attendant of Sanqi, the prefect of Dongyang, the uncle of Wenzhao County, Han Zi Gao Han."

"Han Zigao..." Chen Bozong was still young and didn't know how to hide his emotions. After hearing this name, two anger shot out in his eyes, "Bitch! Look at the sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Bozong drew the sword at his side and stabbed at Han Zigao.

Raise your hand and wave your sleeves.

Han Zigao's hand firmly grasped the sword.

The blade quickly cut a wound on Han Zigao's hand, and blood flowed slowly along the blade.

Chen Bozong was stunned for a moment, he tried his best to pull out the sword, but the sword didn't move at all in Han Zigao's hand, but the blood remained more and more cheerfully, Chen Bozong gradually became restless, and turned towards Han Zigao Looking at his face, he saw a faint smile on the face of this man who was more beautiful than all the concubines in his father's palace, but he clearly saw a trace of tears in his eyes...

why?

Chen Bozong didn't understand.

He remembers the name Han Zigao because he remembers that at the Empress Conferment Ceremony, there was a man named Han Zigao who made the empress humiliated and ridiculed!

This man could clearly dodge his own sword, but he didn't dodge it. Instead, he grabbed his own sword blade with his bare hands, and he didn't let go even so hard.

If he tried harder, this man's hand would be useless!

Chen Bozong looked at Han Zigao's face, and slowly loosened the movements of his hands. He couldn't help but withdraw his hands, and took two steps back slightly.

"you……"

He saw that the man in front of him seemed to heave a sigh of relief, he seemed to have unloaded some heavy burden, and he seemed to have received some great comfort.

"Clang" sound.

Han Zigao let go and let the sword fall to the ground.

"You still don't want to hurt me." Han Zigao curled his lips slightly.

The soft and cute child from a few years ago, the child who hugged his leg and begged to be hugged, the child who made his heart turn into water in an instant, after all, he couldn't bear to hurt him.

He was very happy.

"Chen Bozong!" came a loud shout.

Chen Bozong was taken aback for a moment, turned around quickly, and knelt down on the ground.

"Father!"

……

Han Zigao silently looked at the man who was determined to bandage his wound, and opened his mouth.

"Needless to say! I know what you want to say." Chen Qian sprinkled the medicine powder on the deep scar, "You must say, you are deliberately asking if he will hurt you, and let me not punish him, yes ?"

Han Zigao lowered his head and silently closed his mouth.

"Why are you doing this? He was young at the time, how could he remember you." Chen Qian pursed her lips, pulled the gauze and tied a knot.

"He seems to hate me very much." Han Zigao said softly.

His words were full of disappointment.

Chen Qian suddenly had the illusion that her son had won her favor.

"He's spoiled by me so lawlessly that he doesn't know how serious it is! This time, he must be taught a lesson!" Chen Qian said while looking at Han Zigao.

He thought that Han Zigao would disagree, but he didn't expect Han Zigao to agree with him slightly, and he was stunned for a moment.

"The prince is also ten years old, and he will inherit the great power in the future. You can't be so superficial, and you can't be so impulsive. This is up to the emperor." Han Zigao didn't notice Chen Qian's face gradually changed, and said to himself "Also, as a prince, if he doesn't like me in his heart, there are many ways to suppress me, but he uses the most inferior method, which is not good. The emperor still needs to teach him more about being a royal minister." The way... Your Majesty?"

He finally noticed Chen Qian's strange expression.

"You care so much that he doesn't want to care about me?! Why don't you ask me how I'm doing these days, whether I'm eating well, whether I'm happy or not!!" Chen Qian shook Han Zigao's shoulders twice, blushing. She turned her face away from him.

Han Zigao was in a daze.

Chen Qian's profile was familiar but unfamiliar.

This face that often appeared in his dreams when he dreamed back at midnight...

Why doesn't he want to?Why doesn't he read it?

This is the person he loved with all his strength.

This is someone he once would rather lose everything than lose.

This is the person he loves to the bottom of his heart and makes himself humble in the dust.

But if you miss it, you just miss it.

Lost is lost.

Between them, there is no possibility...

She moved her fingers, suppressing the strong desire to touch that face at that moment.

I'm sorry, Chen Qian...

Sorry for the old days...

Chen Qian went from anticipation to disappointment, from joy to heartache.The pretentious gesture still can't get back his perfunctory even if it's superficial.

The light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

On July [-], Emperor Wen Chen Chen Qian issued an edict ordering a generous burial for Marquis Andu and pardoning his family members.

On July [-]th, after Han Zigao sent people to arrange Su Ziyi and his party, they set off for Dongyang.Han Zigao originally wanted to bring Su Ziyi and others to Dongyang, but Su Ziyi declined.

"I'm a widow after all. It's not suitable for me to go to you because of emotion and reason. Don't worry, I'm not the Su Ziyi I used to be. I will, take good care of them."

Han Zigao always remembered Su Ziyi like that, calm, sensible and calm.

That is growth, growth that requires a price.

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