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Shen Menghan got better a little bit, Shen Bi brought Shen Ying over to visit him, and brought him a small bookcase: "I cleaned Chang'an Palace a few days ago, and found it in the royal father's study."

Shen Menghan put it on his knee and opened it casually, but his hand paused.

Xie Chenyan had good eyesight, stood behind Shen Menghan and saw the contents of the box, and let out a small sigh.

The cloud paper is clear and clear, but the handwriting is not as soft and graceful as ordinary women, with iron and silver hooks, and it has its own myriad of features.

Shen Bi took a sip of tea and said: "This bookcase has a special shape. Your Majesty and I both remember seeing a similar small bookcase in the Queen Mother's Hall when we were young, but it's been so long that we don't remember where it was put. Now it has been called The palace servants will look for it, and if it is really your mother's relic, I will send it to you."

Shen Menghan gently closed the bookcase, and said in a warm voice, "Thank you, sister."

He was not surprised that Song Yao also left Lin Ran's things in there. The relationship between people is not black and white, it's hard to sum it up in a word.

Shen Bi put down the teacup, eyes were slightly red and said: "Thank you, this is your thing."

Shen Menghan left her to eat in the pavilion, and Shen Bi was about to leave and go back to the palace. Seeing Shen Ying's hesitant expression, Shen Menghan said to her: "My civet cat just gave birth to a few kittens. Want to stay and take a look? If there is something you like, I will send it to the palace for you when it is older."

Shen Ying was really moved, but she still secretly looked at Shen Bi's face.

Shen Bi laughed and said: "Seventh brother's family is fine."

She twisted her hair, sighed softly to Shen Menghan, "Xiaoying looks weak, but in fact she made up her mind."

It was clear that something had happened, Shen Menghan's heart sank slightly.

After sending Shen Bi away, Shen Menghan sat opposite Shen Ying and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Shen Ying raised her eyes and glanced at him, then whispered, "Brother Seven, I want to marry Beizhao."

Shen Menghan straightened up suddenly, his face was frosty, his eyes suddenly sharp, and he said coldly, "Whose idea? Shen Jie?"

Shen Ying was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "No...it's not the second brother. Brother Huang said you wouldn't agree. He asked me to ask you."

Shen Menghan loosened his shoulders just now, and said softly: "What's going on?"

Shen Ying wrung the veil, hesitated to speak, "It's Brother Yuan He...he wrote me a letter himself, and I'm willing to marry."

Shen Meng said coldly: "No."

He waved away the teapot in front of him, his face pale with anger.

To be able to secretly pass letters and Princess Shengong, this palace city should be rectified.

Xie Chenyan strode forward, copied the teapot casually, and picked it up.

Shen Menghan's heart tightened, and he quickly went to hold his hand, and asked urgently, "Is it too hot?"

Xie Chenyan shook his head, put down the teapot, and said softly to Shen Ying, "I'll ask someone to take you to see the cat first."

Shen Ying followed Liangyue away, Xie Chenyan just pushed Shen Menghan to sit on the chair, and said softly: "Why are you so fierce."

Shen Menghan said in a cold voice: "If Yuan He marries Shen Ying, then the crown prince is bound to be won. If my sister is exchanged for the Beizhao throne, the two countries will be peaceful for 20 years. It is really a good plan. "

As soon as the words fell, Shen Menghan realized that Yuan He was also Xie Chenyan's elder brother, and subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Xie Chenyan.

Xie Chenyan didn't take it seriously, and sat on the same chair with him, shaking him and said: "Then you shouldn't lose your temper with Shen Ying, she obviously has something to say, why won't you listen to her."

"If she and Brother Yuan He really love each other, are you planning to beat the mandarin duck?"

He had met Yuan He before, and had a good impression of him. He felt that Yuan He was not as bad as Shen Menghan imagined. What's more, he knew that this move would offend Shen Menghan, but he still made such a choice. In a sense, it also represented sincerity— —

But maybe this has nothing to do with what kind of person Yuan He is. Shen Menghan has lived in the gap between the two dynasties for so many years, and he understands the difficulty of it the most. Naturally, he doesn't want Shen Ying to experience the pain he has tasted again.

Sure enough, Shen Menghan said: "She is still young, how can she know what is good and what is bad."

He clasped his fingers slightly on the desk, in a pensive posture, obviously thinking about something.

Xie Chenyan said speechlessly: "Brother Menghan, has anyone ever told you that you seem gentle, but you are actually very headstrong."

He has already noticed that Shen Menghan seldom speaks harshly, but it is extremely difficult for others to question and change the things he has decided.

He has the ability to plan, and also has the strength to put it into action.

Shen Menghan froze for a moment, then looked at Xie Chenyan in a blink of an eye, her peach eyes curved imperceptibly.

Xie Chenyan asked: "Is there?"

"Yes." Shen Menghan smiled slightly, nodded and said, "You."

Xie Chenyan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said: "Yes, that's what I said! Zi Feiyu, Yan Zhiyu's joy, why do you want to define what other people's lives should be like?"

From ambiguously luring him to agree to assassinate Yang Jin; to pretending to ask him to go to the White Horse Temple to see peach blossoms, but in fact he has already made Buddhist beads for him and is going to send him to become a monk.

Then what Buddha should not be stained with blood again, he unraveled the Nai River Gu in private, and quietly replaced the or forgetting in his body with mutual forgetting.

He has never been able to treat Xie Chenyan equally, he has always protected him under his wings.

Now, he planned to treat Shen Ying like this again.

Xie Chenyan originally wanted to argue with him about Shen Ying's matter, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he began to feel wronged again: "Why do you want to make decisions for me? Do things that hurt me in the name of my own good."

Shen Menghan opened his mouth.

Xie Chenyan's eyes were red.

Shen Menghan pressed his head, a little at a loss.

Xie Chenyan said: "Life is our own, we have the right to decide how to go."

Shen Menghan held his arm, just about to speak, but his hands tightened suddenly.

Through Xia Ri's thin sleeves, he rubbed Xie Chenyan's arm with his fingertips tremblingly, and only after a while did he shake his hands to lift his sleeves.

Xie Chenyan was not polite, raised his arm in front of him and said, "Does it hurt?"

The end of Shen Menghan's eyes gradually turned red, and she leaned over to stick to the mottled notch on his arm, and only after a while did she say in a hoarse voice: "It hurts."

The pain was so painful that his heart was so painful that he almost shed tears.

Xie Chenyan complained: "I am in pain too."

Xie Chenyan couldn't help choking up when he remembered the scene he saw on the Suzaku Gate: "It hurts to death, the pain is so painful that I would rather die than live."

"Protecting myself is protecting you, as you said." He challenged:

"But why didn't you do it?"

Shen Menghan fell silent.

Xie Chenyan continued to scold: "How to stand in the world should be decided by ourselves, and you have also said it. But you are always making decisions for me."

He has told him so many great principles, but he is still like a worried patriarch, taking care of everything, doing it himself, taking care of everything carefully, and taking care of everything.

Difficulty.

"Love or not, no one else can decide for us. Even if you are my lover, you can't decide whether I love you or not."

"Even if it's a bloody head, you should let us hit it ourselves."

This person, because he is too concerned and worried, will live such a tiring life, exhausting his energy and thinking, and aging before he gets old.

No time to care about himself.

Xie Chenyan said softly: "We have grown up, you can rest."

He patted his small chest and promised: "If Brother Yuan He dares to treat Shen Ying badly, I will go to Beiji City to deal with him personally."

Even Miao Zhiguang almost succeeded, so it was no problem for Xie Chenyan to make a move.

A smile appeared on Shen Menghan's lips, but his eyes slowly turned red.

When Shen Ying came back again, Shen Menghan's tone softened a lot: "You grew up in the south, I'm afraid you can't adapt to the climate and diet of Beiji City."

Shen Ying said: "I know."

Shen Menghan was a little disappointed and said: "What are you thinking?"

Shen Ying sat beside him and said, "Seventh Brother, I'm different from you."

"You have a bad life in Beiji City because your father treated you badly and didn't give you to rely on." She said softly: "I have you, my brother, my sister, and Nanyan, who is now rich and powerful. Beizhao people dare not treat me badly."

At this point, she suddenly understood how difficult it was for him.

Shen Ying said hoarsely: "I have a family and a country behind me, and I have a way back. I have nothing to worry about."

She said softly: "I am a princess, and I can't do whatever I want in this life. My brothers are optimistic about Yuan He, and I grew up with him. In terms of love, gains and losses, this marriage can be called a complete one."

This is not a strict palace restriction, she pulled Shen Menghan's sleeves, and rarely showed the mood of a little girl: "Seventh brother, my trip here is not a pledge, not a marriage, but to marry someone I want to marry. Share your worries with your second brother."

Shen Menghan was silent for a long time, but still shook his head and flatly refused: "No, you..."

Xie Chenyan cleared his cough.

Shen Menghan caught a glimpse of Xie Chenyan's disapproving expression from the corner of his eye, and changed his words: "Think about it again, think about it carefully."

He said softly: "Nanyan and Beizhao will meet sooner or later, this is not something you should consider, you should think about yourself."

He tidied up the girl's messy hair from being scratched by the cat, and said in a gentle voice, "Look at me and you should know what kind of person Yuan He is. His gentleness and carefulness, and his intentional treatment may not be true."

"He's no match for Seventh Brother." Shen Ying smiled: "If Brother Yuan He is even a little bit like Seventh Brother, I won't hesitate for a moment."

This sentence really has the charming thoughts of the daughter's family.

Shen Menghan failed to persuade Shen Ying, and because of Xie Chenyan's lesson, he didn't dare to refuse her outright, so he was sent back to the room by Xie Chenyan angrily.

Lin Ran's bookcase was old and exquisite. Shen Menghan rubbed it in his hand for a while, but he refused to open it.

He was silent for a long time, called Chonghua over, handed the book box to her and said, "Keep it in my side compartment. If you meet a suitable person in the future, then entrust it to you."

Xie Chenyan was stunned for a moment and said, "You...won't you open it and have a look?"

He just said complacently that he didn't know how long it would take to tidy up these things, but it always gave him something to calm down and do in peace. It's better not to worry about state affairs, family affairs, and world affairs.

Shen Menghan shook her head and said, "This is her way, but not mine."

He laughed at himself: "I have been immersed in the court for too long, and there are too many unspeakable things in my heart. The heart of history is not sincere. Her history pen should be handed over to a more suitable person."

The book box fell into Chonghua's hands, its quality was like soil, and it firmly buried the wandering seeds in the fertile land.

Her heart was pounding suddenly.

She seemed to have suddenly found her direction in life, and said in an unsteady voice, "Young master...can you let me have a try?"

Shen Menghan turned his gaze away from Xie Chenyan, and fixedly looked at her.

The usually calm and dignified woman suddenly became excited.

She entered the palace by accident when she was 12 years old, and was soon taken up by Shen Zhuo in the palace of the eldest princess, and gradually realized that she was the wife that Shen Zhuo had hidden for the sake of beating Bei Zhao's son.

She is a noble daughter of a noble family. Although the other party comes from a happy family, she is the son of an emperor after all.

Such an arrangement seems to be justifiable.

At the beginning, she was also unwilling, but she was a girl, and she didn't enter the palace, so she couldn't break free from the prehistoric giant of fate no matter what.

He had been hostage to Bei Zhao for 12 years, and she had been trapped in Miyagi for a full ten years.

But when that person came back, there was someone he loved by his side.

He didn't cast a glance at others or her.

In the palace, what she learned the most was forbearance and acceptance of fate.

However, she has seen many brothel girls in the Yin Pavilion, and also many Jianghu girls. They dare to defend and fight, all of them have unique skills, and they don't need to depend on others to live.

Her heart jumped up enthusiastically and vigorously. Although she didn't have any martial arts skills, she had read poetry and books since she was a child, and she still had a pen in her hand.

Lin Ran's figure vaguely passed by among the flowers and trees, his body was weak, but he was proud and unyielding, and he was her guide.

Since fate wants her to take a completely different path from the rich and noble girls, and wants her to not be trapped in a boudoir in this life, she can still do some other things.

The small world propped up by the Yin Pavilion will give her protection.

The pen of history is like a knife's edge, and it is like a whisk. These amazing and brilliant people she has seen should not be buried in the dust.

She has seen a side that is difficult for the world to see, and she will write it herself.

She will wipe away the dust and mud, and wash away the filth of the world.

The innocence is still covered up, and the book does not see the decay of the sky.

Chonghua was holding the small bookcase, as if he was holding it with all his heart and soul, leaned over and saluted and said: "My lord, I want to try it."

Shen Menghan looked at her fixedly.

After all, it was because of Shen Menghan that she missed the flowering period. If she could realize something, Shen Menghan would feel less guilty.

Perhaps, she does not need others to be responsible for this at all, she has her own way to go.

Shen Menghan personally stepped forward to help her up: "If you can achieve something here, I should thank you on behalf of my mother."

Xie Chenyan: I announce that my son Yin is retiring!