Rebirth of Ruo Xiyan

The doors and windows were closed tightly, and the huge room was a little dark. A ray of sunlight reflected in the corner along the window crack, and a thin layer of dust was vaguely covered.

The table was in a mess, the dark tea stains had long since dried up, the white porcelain wine cup slowly rolled to the ground, there was a crisp sound, the broken porcelain splashed, and the colorless wine slowly overflowed.

In the corner beside the bed sat a light-colored figure, the snow-white clothes had already been soaked in wine and stained with dust, it was extremely unbearable.The long black hair was scattered around the shoulders, and it had long been stuck together as if it hadn't been washed for many days.

The face hidden under the hair was extremely pale and haggard, the dark pupils were dull and colorless, and the traces of wine or tears slowly trickled down from his face, dripping on the skirt of his clothes.

Jing Cheng vigorously raised the wine jar in his hand, poured it with his head up, most of the wine spilled on the skirt of his clothes, and very little fell into his mouth.He put down the wine jar abruptly, leaned over and vomited in a low voice, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and the expression on his face was extremely painful.Jing Cheng slowly lowered his arms and collapsed on the ground feebly.

"Shu Mo, Shu Mo." Jing Cheng murmured with slightly parted lips, he looked at the window in the distance, as if a slender figure was standing, looking at him with a smile on his face, and slowly walking towards him.

"Shu Mo, are you here to pick me up? Take me with you." Jing Cheng straightened his body and ran to the window as hard as he could, but he hit the corner of the table hard, his body tilted and fell slowly, his white and delicate The skin was pressed against the broken porcelain, blood gushed out, and spots of bright red fell from the sleeves.

The figure in the distance gave Jing Cheng a cold look, turned around and gradually disappeared. "Shumo, wait for me." Jing Cheng raised his sleeve as if trying to grab something, but his hand was empty, and he lowered his arm heavily.

"You don't want to see me, right?" Jing Cheng hugged his arms and buried his head on his knees, his shoulders trembled slightly, and his tears were soaked.He secretly killed Shumo, how could Shumo want to see him.If Shumo was still alive, he would look at him extremely coldly, wishing to stab him to death with a knife, but he would rather fall into Shumo's arms, he only hoped that Shumo could hug him gently.

But this is just his extravagant wish, he can no longer see Shumo, and he can't even make up for Shumo's deep affection for him for many years.

Jing Cheng looked up at the broken porcelain not far away, his tear-stained eyes were a little confused, he raised his hand to pick up the porcelain and gently held it, blood gushed out immediately, Jing Cheng pressed the bright red porcelain against the white Between your wrists, Shumo, I want to be with you.Even though Shumo would not like to see his figure, but he had to do so.He is living with difficulty every day, it is really too painful, he would rather end it as soon as possible, even if it is a punishment for himself, but such an easy relief is not enough to eliminate his serious sins.

There were two light knocks on the door, and a delicate maid in pink slowly pushed the door in. She smelled the smell of wine, and couldn't help frowning and took a few steps back.The maid fanned it with her sleeve, and when the smell subsided a little, she carefully avoided the broken porcelain on the ground and walked to Jing Cheng's side.

"Master, the master is here and is waiting for you in the study." The maid's voice was very pleasant.

"Get out." Jing Cheng said coldly, still holding the tile tightly with his fingertips.

"Yes, young master." The maid said in a low voice, not daring to say the following words.

"Didn't you hear me, get out." Jing Cheng roared as hard as he could, he raised his hand to support the corner of the table, panted heavily for a while, and his face became paler.

"Yes." With a look of fear on the maid's face, she hurriedly turned and ran out of the room, almost bumping into the person in front of her. She stopped and looked at the gloomy face of the master, her expression becoming more and more panicked.

"Master." The maid's voice trembled slightly.

"Go down." Chen Xuan swung his sleeves and stepped into the door.

The gentle and handsome face is faintly covered with wrinkles, showing an old look, the temples are covered with hoarfrost, the hair is tied up high and tightly in the jade crown, and there is a trace of majesty between the eyebrows and eyes.

Chen Xuan looked at the mess in the room, his face became more gloomy, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes, he strode towards Jing Cheng in the corner.He used to be the son he was most proud of, a young talent, who had reached the forefront of the court at a young age, but now he is so depressed and depraved.

"Chen Jingcheng." Chen Xuan called again, looking at Jing Cheng's confused expression, he raised his hand and slapped his fair cheek vigorously.

Jing Cheng didn't evade for half a minute, his side face was instantly red and swollen, feeling the burning pain, there seemed to be a slight smile on Jing Cheng's face, Shumo, seeing me in such pain, you feel better in your heart.

"As the minister of the imperial court, you have ignored political affairs for many days, and passed out drunk in your room. How is it proper?" Chen Xuan was even more angry when he saw Jing Cheng's appearance. Slap down hard.

"I have already handed in my resignation to the Holy One." Jing Cheng slightly raised his head and said slowly, now it is impossible for him to step into the imperial court, he just wants to spend the rest of the time with Shumo, quietly waiting for death .

"Nizi, the Holy Majesty attaches great importance to you and ordered you to take on an important position. Are you worthy of the hard work of the Chen family when you hand in your resignation so easily?" Chen Xuan snapped. Fortunately, he stopped the memorial in time, which made him even more angry. It was Jing Cheng who submitted his resignation without discussing it with him.

If Jing Cheng was just a nameless bastard of the Chen family, he would never have cared so much. However, Jing Cheng has made rapid progress over the past ten years, and even at a young age, he has won the trust of the emperor, and he has secretly settled all the ministers in the court.Chen Xuan also regarded Jing Cheng as the hope of the Chen family, and now Jing Cheng's depression really disappointed him.

Jing Cheng slowly got up and knelt on the ground, "I'm sorry, Jing Cheng failed his father's high expectations. Jing Cheng's decadence has brought shame to the Chen family, and he is not worthy of being part of the Chen family."

"Now that Jing Cheng has left the Chen residence, father can rest assured that there is still an elder brother in charge of the court." Looking at his father's aged face, Jing Cheng also had a hint of farewell in his eyes.

Chen Xuan shook his head slightly, the eldest son was gentle and generous, and he could no longer gain a foothold in the court with his own strength, but the third son had a deep and sinister city, very similar to him back then, and could still keep the Chen family's position in the court.

Jing Cheng leaned over and slammed on the ground heavily, a bloodstain on his white forehead slowly trickled down his cheek, "Jing Cheng is not filial, and he will not be able to be filial in front of his father in the future."

"For an insignificant person, it's worth your pain and even giving up everything." Looking at the pain on Jing Cheng's face, Chen Xuan still thought of him back then, and there seemed to be a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"He is not an insignificant person, he is the love of my life." Jing Cheng shook his head as hard as he could. He loved Shumo, and even sacrificed his life for Shumo, but he would not cherish it at all.But in the past, he buried his desire for Shumo in his heart little by little, forcing himself to forget it, thus breaking Shumo's heart.

"He has paid too much for me. Without him, I would never be where I am today." Tears flowed down slowly, and it was Shumo who supported him step by step into the court, but in the end he hurt the love of himself. He doesn't deserve to survive.

"Did you ever think that if you leave so easily, the people around you will be hurt." The wrinkles on Chen Xuan's face seemed to be a little deeper, and his face was getting older.He was not a good father, he devoted himself to fame and fortune in the court all day long, and he never cared about his children.

But when he was young at that time, he had hoped to spend his whole life with his beloved, but his dream was shattered. He had to continue walking for the sake of the Chen family, and the feelings in his heart became weaker and weaker.

"He's already dead." Jing Cheng said softly, there was no point in living for him anymore.

"Do you really have no worries in this world?" Chen Xuan said seriously, now he no longer expects Jing Cheng to live in pain for the so-called family like he did back then.

Jing Cheng nodded, Shumo is gone, what else is there to worry about, is it his family, those people will only look at him coldly, and never cared about him.But the only person in the world who cared about him had already left.

Jing Cheng's dim eyes suddenly flashed a gleam of light, but he was overwhelmed by despair in an instant. He still had Qing'er, but Qing'er had been lost. It was because he didn't take good care of Shumo's blood. Shumo loves Qing'er so much, if he knew It will be extremely painful when Qing'er is gone.

"If you still have concerns, live on. If you really have the idea of ​​lifelessness, I won't stop you." Chen Xuan turned and walked to the door. He was in such pain back then, but he looked at the Jing Cheng, who is similar, is not willing to persecute him like his father.Although he was alive and dead, his heart had already died 20 years ago, and now struggling to survive is extremely painful.

Jing Cheng leaned sideways on the table, but can he still find Qing'er, if Qing'er is so small and falls into the hands of a traitor, it would be worse than a disaster.No, Qing'er must still be alive, Qing'er is Shumo's only blood, he must find Qing'er, even if there is a glimmer of hope, he will never give up.

"I'll give you three days to think about it. After three days, you will stand neatly in the court hall. If you don't show up, there will be no Chen Jingcheng in the Chen family." Chen Xuan stepped out of the door, perhaps as a father It's cruel to treat Jing Cheng like this, but he is also much kinder than his father back then.

Jing Cheng looked at his father's back, and slowly got up and walked towards the door, "Shumo, I will do my best to find Qing'er, raise him well, and never let him suffer any harm."

Jing Cheng firmly grasped the door of the house, and the affection on his face was extremely firm. He was ashamed of Shumo a lot, and it would be difficult to repay Shumo's love in this life, so he had to raise Shumo's blood.But where should he go to find love in the vast crowd.

"Qing'er, I'm sorry, it's Daddy's fault." Jing Cheng recalled Qing'er's immature face very vaguely in his mind. Since Qing'er was born, he hadn't hugged the child very much, and he didn't even want to take the baby's room. Step in, but Qing'er was born with hard work by him, how could he be so cruel.

Those court affairs are important, but can they be more important than his children and lover? Jing Cheng is extremely remorseful, he even wants to go underground to accompany Shumo, but he has to survive, even for the sake of his young children.

"Qing'er, do you hate Daddy?" Maybe Qing'er is still young and doesn't know how to resent, but he hates himself very much.

Jing Cheng walked towards the corridor step by step, the steps were extremely difficult.

Chapter 72