Prince is a slave

A loving father, but also a fatuous king who later hated to the bone.None exist anymore.

everything is over.

The news of the emperor's death was sealed up for many days due to many reasons.Su Yue didn't enter the palace, and he didn't know what was going on. The people who passed by the window every day were still well-dressed, chatting and laughing happily, and they didn't know that the monarch had passed away.

Su Yue actually understood that if his father left, if he didn't show up, there would be a bloody battle for the position of the new king. Naturally, Su Rui and Su Xie needless to say, even the power might be lost.

But these, although he knew it well, didn't want to take care of it at all.

In the final analysis, Jiangshan Baye is nothing more than a dream, and after death, no grass or tree can be taken away.And why fight for such an illusory thing.

Empty vanity, he has been alone for more than 20 years, and the loneliness of these 20 years cannot be made up by any picturesque mountains and rivers.

A few days later, there was news of the withdrawal of troops from the distant border. It was probably Lin Ruizhe who beat Su Xie so hard that he could not fight back, or Su Xie received a secret order from the palace.

In such a precarious time, it is extremely dangerous to fight outside.

Su Xie and Lin Ruizhe, both of whom Su Yue was extremely familiar with, once valued them so much, but now hearing their names, it was as if they were separated by a layer of hazy and damp cold mist, as if they had passed away.

Su Yue was a little tired, so it was time for everything to come to an end. His seemingly impregnable heart had already been shattered by the bitter winds and rains of these years, and he no longer had the strength to entangle him.

Just thinking, after watching the funeral of his father and finding out the truth about the murder of Lin Ruizhe's family, he will leave everything behind and go to a place that no one else can find with Yi Luojia, and never come out again matter, until old age.

He thought that the remaining half of his life should be comfortable and peaceful enough.

It is enough to wash away the blood stains that have been drenched in him for more than 20 years, and when he passes away, maybe he will not be as hated and unwilling as he is now, and he can leave peacefully.

Quietly, bid farewell to this radiant but full of blood and murderous market.

The funeral of the monarch of the Shang Kingdom finally came in late spring, and the whole country was mourned. The white silk and the withered spring flowers fell away together.

Su Yue and Yi Luojia went to the mountain together, where they could overlook the entire mountain road for the funeral.Iroka's blond hair was too dazzling in the Shang Kingdom, so he wore a wide hooded cloak. The light brown cloth was blown in the wind, and the mountains and rivers under the cliff were beautiful.

The funeral procession formed a meandering white river in the distance, and the strong wind blurred the eyes of the onlookers. In a trance, they thought that what flowed past was not the funeral crowd, but the life of the ancestors of the Shang Kingdom. Those gentle, serene, Honesty, solemnity, cruelty, pain, ugliness, filth...

Everything, in another year of spring breeze in the Shang country, quietly turned into a pile of loess.The love and hatred that were once persistent and could not be let go seemed so insignificant in the residual flowers flying all over the sky.

Yi Luojia looked at the majestic and magnificent scenery of the Shang Kingdom, and then glanced sideways at Su Yue.

The young man stood quietly, with no expression on his handsome and thin face, it looked very cold and indifferent, without any sadness.

In fact, as long as he stands up, these picturesque scenery, green mountains and beautiful waters, all belong to him.Thousands of people proclaim the subject, and the status of dominating the world is also within easy reach.

However, the glory of hegemony that so many people dreamed of, Su Yue around him abandoned it like dung.Many people are like this, always thinking that the unattainable position can gallop against the wind and have a panoramic view of the infinite scenery.In fact, when he climbed to that position, he found that there was only a terrified pale area, the clouds covered his eyes, and when his body was cold, no one put a winter coat on him.

The throne, perhaps the grave of a man of flesh and blood.May I ask how many people in the world can really step on the power and position, instead of being crushed by responsibility and false fame, and losing their hearts?

Yi Luojia stretched out his hand silently, holding Su Yue's thin palm hanging in his sleeve.It is said that people with thin hands always have a shallow source of blessings. In the past 20 years, Su Yue has endured much more pain than others. Young people in their 20s should have been ambitious and full of ambition, but all enthusiasm and impetuosity have disappeared in this person's eyes.

There is only an unpredictable dark brown left, and it is impossible to see the end.

Yi Luojia said softly: "...If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me, some words will make you feel better..."

Su Yue was quiet for a while, then shook his head: "Let's go. Everything here has nothing to do with me."

Yi Luojia looked at him with a hint of pity in his eyes: "Su Yue..."

"Do you think I will be sad?" Su Yue glanced at him, "I'm not as fragile as you think. If I don't know how to get out of the darkness, I'm afraid I would have died ten years ago. I chose Even on my knees, even on my stomach, I will walk on without a word of complaint until I come out or die. I will not... give anyone a chance to laugh at me."

Unexpectedly, Su Yue would have such a reaction. Yi Luojia was stunned for a while, his beautiful blue eyes were infiltrated by the sun into an almost clear crystal tone, and the suppressed relief was like a warm flame on his face light up.

Su Yue pursed his lips, held Yi Luojia's hand instead, turned around and left the great mountains and rivers behind him, but he never looked back: "Let's go, there is only one last thing left, come with me Ask Tianya, Lin Ruizhe is still there, I want to find him. If everything started from that place...then it will end there too!"

Yi Luojia looked at the young man's thin body, but he insisted on his tall and straight figure, he clenched his slightly cold palm tightly, and followed Su Yue's footsteps.

The author has something to say: I said that Iroka’s illness was so cured...do you believe it...==

ps. Please take a leave of absence. Today I have inflammation of the tonsils, dizziness, sneezing, sneezing, and coughing. I may have a fever recently (I haven’t had a fever this year. As usual, I have a fever once a year...), so I may not be online for a few days in a row. Please don't mind...fucking...I'm going to drink a pack of cold medicine, maybe I can suppress it ==

46 If life is only as it was at first sight

Once the rainy season in the Elbe is over, summer will come.

Yi Tao sat by the pool and looked at the shining koi. Since Ye Yun passed away, he seemed to have calmed down a lot, and he was no longer as immature and reckless as before. , can't hide what's on your mind, can't twist your words.

Now he is actually a little taciturn, with occasional cold light in his eyes, and others are shuddering, unable to guess what he is thinking.

The solemn, quiet, introverted and indifferent shadow of the former emperor was pieced together in Yi Tao bit by bit.

"... Young Master Su Xie has retreated?" Yi Tao looked at the koi in the pond and asked calmly.

Uncle Chen nodded: "Yes, the soldiers who retreated four days ago."

Yi Tao didn't have any expression on his face, he just said calmly: "Their king has passed away, so it's hard not to withdraw."

Uncle Chen hesitated for a moment, then said: "Your Majesty, for some reason, I feel that this matter is still strange."

"Strange?" Yi Tao raised his eyebrows, "Let's hear it."

Chen Bodao: "Although the Shang army has retreated, there are still elites near Wentianya. I dare to guess that young master Su Xie may not have withdrawn."

Yi Tao frowned: "You mean he is still staying in Wentianya?"

"Exactly." Uncle Chen looked at Yi Tao from behind the mask, "I feel that this matter is not over yet, and I always feel that if the general is not ordered to withdraw immediately and return to the country, I'm afraid... there will be mistakes."

"Lin Ruizhe...?" Yi Tao paused, "What mistakes will he make?"

Chen Bo said softly: "Your Majesty, don't forget that the forest behind Wentian Cliff is the old residence of the General. The General is kind, how could he not go to remember the old man?"

Yi Tao's eyes froze suddenly, and became a little deeper.The wine that was about to be delivered to his lips also stopped suddenly. He turned his head and looked at Uncle Chen: "You mean... Su Xie has not actually returned to China? He is still in Wentianya?"

Uncle Chen bowed deeply, and said in a low voice, "I am Wang Mingjian."

Yi Tao's eyes flickered coldly for a moment, he stood up and said to Uncle Chen: "Lin Ruizhe is General Elbe, honest and loyal, and must not be compromised. You, send someone to pass on my edict to order Lin Ruizhe to return to the court immediately without delay! "

"Yes. I take orders." Uncle Chen retreated after saluting. Yi Tao looked at his back, his narrow and sharp eyes gradually narrowed, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. Uncle Chen... seemed to be the same as before. It's not the same anymore.

He no longer calls himself an "veteran". I don't know if it is because of the cold that his voice is slightly low and hoarse.

Yi Tao hadn't paid attention to these minor changes before, and even if he had noticed, he didn't take it to heart.But now, as he watched Uncle Chen leave, he suddenly found that Uncle Chen was slightly limping when he was going down the stairs.

Su Yue still remembered the first time he came to Wentian Cliff, when he was a boy who was groping and bumping alone in the dark night, the sword in his hand was not sharp enough to save his life.

At that time, his hatred was not as deep as later, his father was just a father who treated him coldly and didn't take him seriously, and he just... simply wanted to survive, to find an answer to existence, to... …get approval and love from others.

That's it.

I vaguely remember the first time I met Lin Ruizhe, it was also in this season, the rainy season had just passed, and summer was about to come.There are large and small puddles on the ground.