Rebirth of Ruo Xiyan

The sun was scorching, and the strong sunlight shone on the tender green branches and leaves. The leaves were curled up and down, and the road was full of potholes and small stones.

Several officials in red court uniforms and long swords walked beside the two men in prison uniforms.Song Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, and took a step forward. Beads of sweat slowly dripped from his smooth forehead. The eyes under the sword eyebrows were extremely deep and firm, and the red lips were already dry and cracked, showing a trace of blood.

The high bundle of hair has long been scattered after traveling for a long time, and it is draped over the shoulders in a mess. There are strands of silver hair sandwiched between the black hair, which is particularly dazzling.The loose prison uniform was draped over his body, and it was stained with stains, and only the huge prison characters could be vaguely seen.

Song Jin slightly raised his right hand in front of his wife, as if trying to shield her from the strong sunlight, while his left hand rested firmly on his wife's slender waist. □□'s skin was already a little stinging from exposure to the sun, but along the way, it became numb and lost consciousness.

Madame leaned against Song Jin's arms, her face was as white as paper, her breath was weak, her slender eyebrows were tightly frowned, the corners of her eyes were covered with fine wrinkles, and her high coiled hair was half black and white.

The exquisite eyebrows and eyes can vaguely see the stunning beauty of the year, but after years of being bedridden with serious illness, only a skeleton is left, and the shiny skin is getting darker and colorless.

The madam took a step with great difficulty, her fingertips under the sleeves tightly clenched the clothes, she looked at the vast and endless road in the distance, there was a trace of despair in her eyes, her knees slightly bent, her body slowly fell to one side.

"Madam." Song Jin stopped and looked at Madam's thin and pale face, feeling extremely worried.

"I can't walk anymore, master, please go." The lady raised her fingers to press her chest, and the severe pain invaded her thin body.

"Madam, hold on for a while and we will be there soon." Song Jin clenched his wife's slightly cold fingertips, but he knew that the long road was just the beginning, and they would have to walk for more than a month, but with his wife's body And how to support it.

Madam shook her head slightly, her expression became more and more gloomy, she knew that her body might not be able to survive that day, if she continued to walk, she might drag the master down.

"I'll carry my wife on my back." Song Jin leaned forward and stood in front of his wife, but the slender forearm on his shoulders fell down feebly. He hurriedly hugged his wife, the weight in his arms was extremely light, like thin paper.

"Master, leave me alone." Madam opened her pale lips slightly, barely uttering a few words, her voice was extremely weak.

"I will never leave my wife alone." There was a gleam of determination in Song Jin's eyes. They had made a solemn vow to be together for a lifetime. Within a few years of their marriage, his wife contracted a serious illness. For more than [-] years, he never left his wife , I never thought of giving up, how could I leave alone now.Even if he carried his wife on his back all the way, he would go to the border with her.

"Let's rest for a while before we leave. Madam, take a good rest." Song Jin pleaded sideways and looked at the guard beside him. The guard nodded slightly, and he sat on the ground slowly, hugging his wife and leaning against his arms.

Song Jin saw the trace of pain on his wife's face, and his heart was filled with guilt. If it wasn't because he offended the emperor, why would his wife drag her seriously ill body to suffer with him.

Seeing his wife looking into his eyes, Song Jin forced a smile, and said softly, "I'll carry my wife on my back in a while, and when I get to the inn ahead, I'll ask the doctor to treat my wife."

Madam's lips parted and her throat was dry, but no sound came out. She was suffering from a serious disease, and there was no cure for it long ago. However, the master never gave up on her, and took care of her who was seriously ill in bed for many years.She is content with enjoying the warmth for more than twenty years, and she will not have any regrets if she leaves, but the only thing she is ashamed of to the master is that she has not left any children.

"Master, I'm sorry." Madam looked at Song Jin's handsome eyebrows, with a trace of reluctance in her eyes, she slightly raised her fingertips to caress Song Jin's cheek, but it slid heavily.

"Madam, why should I be sorry for me? I am the one who is sorry for Madam." Song Jin held the abnormally thin knuckles under his palm, and there was a trace of deep guilt in his eyes. Madam was originally an official lady but married to him, a countryman, and got married. I haven't allowed my wife to enjoy a day for many years, but when I was old, I made my wife suffer.

The madam shook her head, the master treated her with deep affection, which was worthy of the promise he made back then, and it was enough for her to drag the master down for more than [-] years, she didn't want to see the master suffer more and more because of herself.Maybe it's easier for the master to relax when she's dead.

"Master, live well and don't give up. You have been upright and upright all your life. Your Majesty just listened to the villain's slander for a while, and you will eventually see the master's loyalty." The lady pressed Song Jin's fingertips hard, and she married Song Lang. A stable life for half of her life is already her greatest blessing.

"Madam." Song Jin looked at Madam's slightly closed eyes, feeling extremely panicked. He gently shook Madam's sleeves.His wife has been with him for more than twenty years. If his wife is gone, how can he support himself to walk on the road of hardships and ups and downs?

"Didn't Madam promise me to stay by my side for the rest of my life?" Song Jin embraced the man in his arms, but the temperature under his hands was a little cold. He never gave up when Madam almost died several times. can abandon him.

The madam slowly put down her hand, a tear fell from the corner of her eye, a lifetime is too far away, and her warmth and happiness are all based on Song Jin's hard work, she watched her lover work harder and harder for the court affairs, how could she be willing to let him share the time with her? The heart takes care of her body.

Perhaps she once thought of giving up, but she was reluctant to part with the loving care of her lover, let alone face the coldness of death, and now her body could no longer sustain it for too long, and the master would suffer even more if she endured it.She has made the master suffer from worries for more than [-] years, isn't it enough, her greed should be satisfied.

"No, ma'am." Song Jin looked at the fingertips that slipped from his palm, and called out in a loud voice. There was a twinge in his heart, as if a sharp knife had pierced the softest part of his heart. Song Jin hugged tightly On both shoulders, the sudden shoulder bones made the skin ache.

The vicissitudes of the eyes were full of pain and despair, Song Jin tried his best to look at his wife's pale face, and a tear fell on the dusty prison uniform.His wife has been with him for more than [-] years, and he endured the pain and pain with perseverance, but now his wife died in a foreign land because of him.

Song Jin clenched his fists and pressed hard on the ground. The sharp stones scratched his skin, and traces of blood spilled out.There were bloodstains on the light-colored sleeves.

The pain in his heart gradually spread. Song Jin raised his arms and grabbed the skirt of his chest with all his strength. The sharp pain spread to his skin, but he seemed to feel nothing. Mrs. Zhong, still to no avail.

Song Jin looked up at the endless road, the confusion and sadness in his eyes gradually dissipated, he slowly got up and walked forward firmly, "Madam, I will take you home." No matter how far the road is, he will go on firmly .

Song Jin walked forward step by step, he didn't seem to care about the officials at the side, he looked at his wife's face with an unusually gentle expression.

Pei Yan was sitting at the table, looking down at the scroll beside the table, with a serious look in his eyes, he raised his hand and picked up the brush on the side to dip in the ink, and drew a circle on the thin paper, the ink smudged away one slice.There was a slight red mark between the fair forearms, and the skin hidden under the sleeves became more delicate.

There were two light knocks on the door, and a man in black pushed the door in. He bent down and saluted, "Teacher, Mrs. Song passed away last night."

The brush at his fingertips suddenly slipped down, and the ink was stained on the snow-white rice paper. Pei Yan pressed hard on the edge of the table, his handsome face turned slightly pale, and there was a trace of shock mixed with a touch of pain in his eyes.

Mr. Song and his wife have been in love for more than [-] years, and his wife passed away suddenly. How can Mr. Song bear it.Pei Yan once went to the Song Mansion to treat his wife, and he still remembers the deep affection in his eyes when Mr. Song served by his wife's bed.

For more than [-] years, I did not rely on other hands, and did everything myself. Without a firm will, I would not be able to persevere if I only have empty and affectionate feelings.And Madam has long been terminally ill, and I am afraid that she has suffered for many years just for the people around her.

"How is Lord Song doing now?" Pei Yan looked at the shadow guard by the door.Mrs. Song is the only hope in Mrs. Song's heart. If Mrs. Song passes away, Mrs. Song will probably have no thoughts of life.

"Sir Song has been unwilling to say a word since his wife passed away." The shadow guard lowered his head and replied.

"Give these to the officials escorting Mr. Song, and let them take good care of Mr. Song." Pei Yan leaned over and took out a few bank notes from the drawer, folded them and handed them to Shadow.

Pei Yan waved his hand to signal for the shadow to leave, leaning back slightly against the table, his eyes looking towards the window were filled with sadness, Xuan'er, is this the result you want?A generation of virtuous ministers was finally exiled to the frontier, watching his beloved die in his arms.

"Master Taifu, His Royal Highness, please go to the study." The little eunuch walked to Pei Yan and leaned over and said.

Pei Yan didn't move for a long time, as if he didn't hear the eunuch's words, he sighed softly, his eyes were a little disappointed.Perhaps there is also his fault for this matter. He indulged Xuan'er too much in the past. Seeing Xuan'er's domineering and stubborn temper, he didn't give more persuasion, and now it has become a big mistake.

"Master Taifu." The eunuch was afraid that the prince would get impatient, so he called softly.

"I know." Pei Yan got up and walked towards the closed door. Maybe what happened to Mr. Song will happen again in the future, but he must not watch Wei Xuan become a fatuous king. He would rather persuade him every day, even if Xuan'er is furious , and he has no fear.

A companion is like a tiger, when Pei Yan decided to stay by Wei Xuan's side, he figured everything out.Xuan'er was very dependent on him when he was young, and as Xuan'er grew older and matured, he was troubled by court affairs all day long. He didn't know whether Xuan'er would get tired of him, and no matter how Xuan'er treated him, he had no regrets at all. , he is willing to stay by Xuan'er's side for the rest of his life, and assist him to become a wise king.

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