"My son also heard that my father wanted to give Xun Lingjun the title of Marquis of Long Live Ting in the name of the court, but he rejected it again and again. However, among so many princes and ministers, only Xun Lingjun came forward to persuade his father. Carry Wei Gong and add Jiuxi, it is said that the father is very dissatisfied because of this..."

Before he could say anything, he noticed the sudden strangeness in A Sheng.

He immediately shut up, and hurriedly asked at a loss: "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

But she couldn't even speak clearly: "He is...he is determined to die, I must go to see him."

Cao Zhi noticed that her complexion was pale, and even her hands were trembling, as if she had lost her mind.

"No, I'm going to see your father first." Shocked, he heard A Sheng's hurried voice, and then disappeared.

He suddenly realized that something unprecedented was about to happen.

The dark clouds in the sky were covered with thick edges, and the drizzle fell chaotically from the blue mist, wet the ground with countless mud.

She saw Cao Cao was pacing in the huge room, with a gloomy frown, and everywhere he looked was a mess. Many bamboo slips and candle ash were mixed together, as if he had experienced a sudden storm just now.

Hearing her footsteps, he raised his head subconsciously, just in time to meet her anxious gaze.

His pupils were like overturned splashes of ink, with an indelible gloom sprinkled in them, hatred and disappointment entwined like tangled vines, which made her fall into confusion for a moment.

"Gu knew you would come." After a terrible silence, he finally opened his mouth, "Your reason for coming couldn't be clearer."

"Since the prime minister knows, let him go." She swallowed back her tears, trying to make her voice sound as calm as usual.

"Does Gu want to kill him?" Cao Cao said in a sudden and fierce tone, staring her in the eyes and asked her back, "Gu has known him so far, and he is Kuang Bi Liang Zuo, whom Gu trusts and relies on the most, so why are you willing to kill him? Give him an empty box, I just hope that he will keep silent from now on, and stop forcing Gu to make unavoidable choices.”

As soon as this remark came out, Ah Sheng paled instantly.

"Prime Minister, please... please send a quick horse to chase the messenger back!" She knelt down to him, and kowtowed in spite of his astonished gaze, but he stopped her by grabbing her arm, and then pulled her away. back to him.

"That's too late."

"He will die here, don't you understand?"

"Gu already ordered the empty box to be delivered yesterday, even the fastest horse at the post station couldn't catch up."

"You're lying to me." She looked at the tears in his eyes, and couldn't help but burst out, "You always knew that he would rather die than be silent as you wish."

He didn't speak, it was the default.

She almost cried out: "Why do you have to force him to death, do you have to put him to death?"

"Won't Xun Yu die if Gu didn't force him? From the very beginning, Gu was destined to have a different ending with him. He was willing to sacrifice for his ideal. Why didn't Gu try to save him?"

"The prime minister's so-called redemption is to give him a long-lived Pavilion Marquis that you think is prominent, but when did he care about those thousands of households who were enshrined as marquises and worshiped as prime ministers!"

"Then what are you going to do? Are you going to follow his wishes?"

"Of course I don't dare to think so. The Prime Minister is so powerful and authoritative. I'm afraid that even being crowned king of Wei will not be enough for you, let alone a mere gift of nine tins."

He closed his eyes, obviously calming down the sullenness in his chest. After a while, he turned to her and said, "I tell you, it may not be too late for you to catch up with the messenger now, and then persuade Xun Yu to go back."

The expression on his face was gloomy, and it was difficult to distinguish his emotions. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether he was sincere or false.

Taking a deep breath, she cast a final look at him, turned around and ran out.

**

She couldn't remember how many roads she had driven, but she felt that the road was full of drizzle, and she seemed to be unable to see the edge of the distance at a glance.

When she finally arrived at the mansion, she couldn't wait to step off the carriage and run to the gate.

At this time, she found that the back of her hand was mottled purple and red, and she had pinched it so that there was no good skin.

"Where is Ling Jun?"

She asked anxiously, and the servant couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then pointed to the mansion: "Lingjun...he has been shutting himself in the inner room since he received the gift from the prime minister, and told the little one that he will not let anyone else." No, no one can go in."

"I'm going in."

"Can……"

She couldn't care about the boy's embarrassment, she pushed away his arm that was trying to stop him, and went straight in.

"Ma'am, ma'am! You really can't go in!"

The young man shouted anxiously behind him, but saw the weather-stained woman rushing into the inner room through the path in front of the hall.

The door was ajar and not closed, as if it was waiting for someone to arrive.

In the dim candlelight, she saw Xun Yu.

"You're here." Xun Yu saw her at a glance, his bruised lips slightly raised, "I thought you wouldn't come from Xudu so far away."

Beside his hand, a wine bottle was poured there, casting a faint shadow.

"I didn't expect that I would think about everything in my life when I was about to die." His tone was unhurried, but his breath gradually weakened.

Listening to him, Ah Sheng felt sticky on his face, as if some warm liquid dripped down his cheeks to his chin, and flowed to his mouth, which was salty.

She touched the back of her hand, and it was all her tears.

She didn't have time in the end, he still took a step ahead of her and drank the poisonous wine that had been prepared.

She couldn't stop sobbing, and wanted him to stop talking, but finally couldn't help crying out loud.

With a sound of "wow", she threw herself into his arms as she did 20 years ago, letting out her tears as much as she wanted, as if everything was the same as before, she was still a young girl, and he was still the one who seemed to be untouched by all the filth. Young Master Xun with a half robe.

He is still his safe haven, and all grievances and pains seem to disappear in his warm embrace.She never thought that the two of them were no longer what they used to be, but this harbor has never changed, but from now on, she will never have such warmth again.

"Let's go back, go back to Yingchuan, go back to our hometown, I really want to eat, I really want to eat the sugar heart rice cake you made, let's pretend that this has never happened, okay?" Ah Sheng cried almost She couldn't speak smoothly, but just hugged him tightly.

"Sheng'er, listen to me first." Xun Yu smiled, his clear eyes like the moonlight sinking into a quiet lake at night, "I have never done anything in my life that I regret, and I deserve to have a clear conscience. One word. To the big man, I can be regarded as being loyal and righteous, even to Minggong, I have lived up to the promise I made that day, and I have done everything I can do."

"I know...I know, Ling Jun, you love everyone in the world, but you don't love yourself."

He was startled when he heard the words, his eyes were a little distracted, looking at her as if he was staring at the shining sun at noon.

After a pause, he finally spoke: "Yes, so I was thinking, if I rejected Tang Si against my uncle's wishes that year, would I be able to keep you?"

She looked at him blankly.

No, you will never do that.

Because you are Xun Yu, the only Xun Wenruo in the world, the Xun Lingjun who is respected and admired by all the people in the world.

She opened her mouth to call him Wen Ruo, a name she had never spoken to him in her life.

So she took a few deep breaths, but the tears had already blocked her throat so that it was difficult to speak out, she called him hoarsely: "Ah Yu."

At first, he wasn't sure that the woman in front of him was calling him, so he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he was hugged tightly again by her, his heart pressed against his heart, and each other's chests could feel each other's trembling.

"Ah Yu, don't ask me anything else, I beg you not to die...you're dead...everything is over for me..." She was sobbing, and Xun Yu felt his back being scalded by her His tears were soaked through, and he wanted to comfort her with difficulty, but found that he was crying involuntarily.

The smell of blood in his mouth gradually became stronger, and he realized that his life was passing by at an invisible speed. With the help of this so-called flashback, he finally had the strength to speak, and said slowly: "Sheng'er, you have to live well." go down."

Then he began to vomit blood, and the large pieces of scarlet wet most of the bamboo slips in front of him. A Sheng was so panicked that he wanted to catch it with his hands, so that he would stop vomiting like this. She had never seen someone vomit like this before. much blood.

He stretched out his hand to caress her face with all his strength, his slender fingers were as cold as snow.

"You're too thin... Sheng'er."

But he is obviously thinner than himself.

But he said he wanted to keep me.But it was too late.

It's too late, it's too late... The tears in my eyes couldn't hold back again, and they all flowed out again.

The moonlight sprinkled them all over, splashing the patter of rain all over the ground.

She stared blankly at his hand hanging down slightly, he was lying quietly in her arms like this, his thin face was pale and weak.

She suddenly realized that he was really going to die.

The heart ached like being cut inch by inch by the tip of a knife, and it seemed that it had fallen into scattered pieces all over the floor. It was tossed and stirred by this pain, and it couldn't be put back to its original shape no matter what.

He still seemed to be trying to bend his lips to smile, but after all, he lost his strength. Quietly, she gradually couldn't hear his breath.

"A Yu! A Yu..." She desperately called his name, but he didn't respond.

She slowly fell silent, holding his body, letting the scorching tears fall, it seemed that even her own soul was lost.

Involuntarily clutching his hand, she found that he seemed to be holding something in his palm.

She lowered her head to look, her eyes only glanced, but suddenly froze——

It's the pair of white jade Pisces pendants.

It was still stained with his blood.

She choked up and cried loudly, unable to breathe even with her throat, her head bursting with pain.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be heartbroken, and she has experienced it.

At this time, she saw some ink characters written on the bamboo slips in front of him.

"Ben Xing's righteous army aims to rule the country, uphold loyalty and sincerity, and guard against the reality of concessions. A gentleman loves others with virtue. This is not appropriate."

Signed "Yu Baishu".

Befriending each other heart-to-heart, knowing and helping each other for decades, there are only these few lines left.

"A Yu, in the next life, live for yourself." She leaned down and whispered in his ear.

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