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?Dawn is about to break, and a person who has not slept all night stares at himself in the bronze mirror. His eyes are surrounded by two black shadows, making his eyes look lifeless, and his whole person is a little haggard.

He scooped up a handful of cool water from the washbasin and splashed it on his face, the permeating coolness made him wake up a bit more immediately.He rubbed his eyes, as if trying to squeeze out the sleepiness in his eyes, after a few strokes, he let go of his hands, and the opened eyes seemed a little brighter.

He put on a blue coat, tidied up his attire, and went to Cuiwei Palace with his chest out.

The Holy Majesty, who had been in a coma for more than half a month, woke up last night. He did not expect that the first thing the Holy Majesty woke up was to order him to go this morning, which made him restless all night. No matter what happens, the sacred will cannot be violated, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and enter the palace.

After passing through the garden, through several corridors, we came to the middle of the palace.

At this time, the ink cloud revealed light, and the sky was getting brighter. He raised his head and took a look, as if something was passing through the cloud.He shook his head, thinking that he hadn't slept, but had hallucinations.

"Young Master Fan, you are here."

Eunuch Li's shrill voice came into Fan Shaoqian's ears, causing him to come back to his senses immediately, and stepped into this place he thought he would never come again.

Eunuch Li led Fan Shaoqian into the bedroom, the inside was still resplendent and resplendent, the ceiling and stigmas were still decorated with luxurious paintings, and the golden dragon was alive, as if it was about to jump out.

These paintings used to be the nightmare that chased him every night. Thirteen years have passed, and he has not dreamed of that nightmare for a long time.

When he came to the dragon bed, he saw His Majesty's face was pale, his cheeks were slightly sunken, and the heroic spirit of that year was gone.The Holy Majesty was covered with a thick and heavy quilt, but he was still trembling all over, and he was only wearing a thin coat. Compared with the two, he knew that the Holy Majesty was indeed seriously ill.

The majestic and majestic appearance of the old saint flashed in his mind again, and suddenly it was intertwined with the haggard and lonely face of that day. I am afraid that he will never let go of that matter in his life, but he has seen many things over the years. Or at least understand what the Holy Majesty has been obsessed with over the years.

Fan Shaoqian knelt on the ground, and a cold voice sounded in the silent palace: "The villain sees the Holy One."

This sound made the Holy One, who was resting with his eyes closed, open them with difficulty. When he saw Fan Shaoqian, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that His Majesty woke up, Eunuch Li, who was standing by, quickly helped him sit up, and then brought a big coat and put it on him, and when he sat down, His Majesty smiled and said, "Shaoqian, you are finally here. "

"The villain is late."

"It's not too late." The Holy One coughed, and then said, "Get up quickly, and let me see you."

Eunuch Li, who had followed the saint for decades, immediately brought a stool and asked Fan Shaoqian to sit down

The Holy Majesty stared at Fan Shaoqian, who had faded from his youthful innocence, and now became mature. He couldn't help thinking of the people who drank and sang with him that day, so he sighed and said, "You look more and more like your father."

Fan Shaoqian was stunned for a moment, anticipating so many possibilities, but he didn't expect the Holy Majesty to gossip with him.When mentioning his father who died young, he couldn't help but feel a little sad, so he listened silently to the Holy Spirit talking about the past events that he didn't know.

"In terms of talent, your father is no worse than Awei, but he just loves to play and doesn't want to settle down. Uncle Fan wants him to be an official, but he is unwilling to kill him, so I am the most congenial with him..." The Holy One was in a daze Talking about the past in a daze, the majesty and sternness that had hung on his face for many years were removed, and he didn't even use "zhen" when he called himself.

Eunuch Li on the side listened and couldn't help feeling sad.

Over the years, he has seen the hair of the Holy Spirit getting grayer and grayer, the body of the dragon is getting worse, and his whole body has lost its brilliance. Now when it comes to the past, the turbid eyes have more brilliance, and the whole person is refreshed. He knows those past events How important it is to the Holy One.

"...The horse thief was rampant back then, I shouldn't have let him go to Yangzhou..." The Holy Majesty suddenly came back to his senses: "Over the years, I have done many wrong things, Shao Qian, it was I who harmed you."

Fan Shaoqian remained silent, he couldn't say a single word of those angry accusations back then, and the rest of the memories were clashing in his mind.

Speaking of pain, after he came back, he realized that the pain was not as painful as he had imagined. Maybe it was because the edges and corners of that memory had been bumped and bumped over the years, and they were smoothed after all, but it was just uncomfortable in his heart.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the Holy One shivered from the cold, his pale lips trembling. He tightened the coat on his body, and asked Eunuch Li to bring a cloak, and put it on Fan Shaoqian.

Fan Shaoqian was not cold, and wanted to refuse at first, but seeing that the whole body was shaking violently, he asked Eunuch Li to put it on for him.

"How are you doing in Yangzhou?" asked the Holy One.

"For so many years, the Holy Majesty has worked hard for the villain, and I am living a good life." Fan Shaoqian smiled slightly, revealing two dimples.

When he first arrived in Yangzhou, Fan Shaoqian was unfamiliar with life, but everything went smoothly unexpectedly. It was not until four years later that he realized that the Holy One had been helping him from behind.At that time, he still hated the Holy Majesty in his heart, and he was no longer willing to accept these favors, so he decided to cut off the connection with the palace.

However, it is true that the Holy Spirit has helped him overtly and secretly, so over the years, even the people in the government have given him a little bit of face, and he has naturally lived comfortably in Yangzhou.

"Just live well." The Holy Majesty lowered his eyes, and after getting this answer, one of the stones in his heart finally moved away a little, and he said sadly: "I have ruined your life, I am afraid that you will die in the underworld." Parents will never forgive me."

After listening, those past events poured into Fan Shaoqian's mind again.

With such a long life, how can one person ruin another's life?

The matter goes back to 13 years ago. Fan Shaoqian once thought that it was impossible for him to forget the hurt he suffered at that time in his life, but after all these years, in retrospect, some details can no longer be remembered.

There are many women in the world who want to climb up the dragon bed in front of them, but as a man, he has also been lying on it.The Holy One was in a trance that night, but with great strength, he was pressed hard under the bed.He didn't want to think about what he did, he only remembered the great pain and the Holy One desperately shouting a person's name.

After the work was done, Fan Shaoqian opened his eyes and stared blankly at the painted paintings on the ceiling. His eyes were vermilion like the blood flowing under his body, draining all of his strength.

The next day, the Holy One felt guilty, and wholeheartedly made up for Fan Shaoqian, so he was allowed to enter the Ronghui Hall, and sent many people to serve him.That day, Fan Shaoqian's will was taken out, and he was sluggish. He didn't wake up until Nuo Xu and Mo Huichuan ran over angrily and slapped him.

At that time, Nuo Xu hugged him tightly, and said again and again: "Shao Qian, don't be like this, I will find a way, I will find a way for you, you don't want to look like this, my heart aches, my heart aches..."

Mo Huichuan on the side bit his lower lip tightly while suppressing the tears in his red eyes.

Later, he spent a month in a daze in the Ronghui Palace. At that time, the people in the palace flattered him openly, but ridiculed him in secret. Some concubines came over and made some sarcastic remarks, and suddenly the whole world was in chaos. Only when he died could he find peace. like.

However, he failed to seek death, and when he woke up, he saw Nuo Xu again.

At that time, Nuo Xu was thin and haggard, with low spirits, and he didn't look much better than him.

He held his hand tightly, choked up and said: "Shao Qian, promise me, don't do this again, I will find a way for you, you promise me, promise me."

Nuo Xu left, and Mo Huichuan rushed over again.

He said: "Shaoqian, Nuo Xu quarreled with the Holy Master for you, we all feel bad for you." He begged again: "Don't do stupid things again, please don't do stupid things again."

"Let me go." Fan Shaoqian said weakly, opening his pale and dry lips slightly.

As soon as the words fell, Mo Huichuan covered his eyes and wept silently.

In the end, Fan Shaoqian showed an ugly smile, and said softly: "What's the point of me living like this? If I stay here, I will die."

Seeing Fan Shaoqian's pensive look, the Holy One knew that he was thinking about the past again.

He asked guiltily, "Are you still blaming me?"

Blame or not, Fan Shaoqian couldn't say anything, so he lowered his head and looked at the floor silently.

At this time, several coughing sounds came from the quiet bedroom, Fan Shaoqian raised his head suddenly, and saw the holy majesty holding a silk handkerchief and covering his mouth, not long after, the silk handkerchief was stained with a large dark red color amidst the constant coughing. .

Finally, the coughing stopped, the Holy Majesty's complexion became even paler, and blood was stained on his hands.

Eunuch Li hurriedly brought a clean cloth and carefully wiped off the Holy Majesty's hands.

The Holy Majesty smiled wryly: "You should blame me, luckily you are willing to come here."

Looking at the white-haired Holy Majesty who was only in his fifties, Fan Shaoqian sighed and said: "The Holy Majesty let the villain enter the palace, if there is anything to tell the villain, the villain will definitely do his best."

"You are as smart as your father." The Holy Majesty lowered his voice and said in a low voice, "I am old, and this catastrophe will come sooner or later, but I have to entrust you with one thing, so I can rest assured."

After finishing speaking, he gave Eunuch Li a wink, and Eunuch Li hurriedly opened the wooden cabinet next to him, took out a bundle, opened it, and inside were two imperial decrees and a red sandalwood box, and said: "I can only entrust this matter to you." for you."

Eunuch Li handed the things in his hands to Fan Shaoqian, and Fan Shaoqian frowned in fright, looking at the Holy One in a daze, neither accepting nor not accepting.

The Holy Majesty said: "The new king is in the imperial decree, Shaoqian, I know this matter is difficult for you, but I can only trust you."

Looking at the sudden heavy burden in front of him, Fan Shaoqian understood the worry of the Holy Majesty, but he still didn't dare to take it.

He frowned and said, "My lord, villain..."

The Holy Majesty interrupted him forcefully: "Take it, this is my will."

So Fan Shaoqian had to obey if he didn't, and took over the imperial decree from Eunuch Li.

When the imperial decree fell into his hands, several questions came to his mind.

Since the crown prince has been established long ago, the new king should be Huai Jun, why did the Holy Majesty entrust the imperial decree to him?And why are there two imperial edicts?

Seemingly seeing his doubts, the Holy One said, "Shao Qian, open it and have a look."

After Fan Shaoqian got the order, he immediately opened the imperial edict, the first one made his brows furrow deeper, and then he opened the second one, the frowning brows were relaxed.

"Shaoqian, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it through tonight." As soon as the words came out, Eunuch Li and Fan Shaoqian were frightened immediately, but a smile appeared on the face of the Holy Majesty, "When I go, after ten days, you will send the imperial decree Open it. Put the Chuanguo Yuxi in your hand, and they will all obey you."

"The villain obeys the order." Fan Shaoqian replied in a low voice.

"I understand the friendship between you and Xu'er, so I can only trust you." The Holy One suddenly coughed again, "You step back."

"The villain has stepped back." After saying that, Fan Shaoqian stood up from the ground, turned and left.

Suddenly, the sage, who had hesitated for a long time, said: "Shao Qian, I was not good that year, I'm sorry."

He has done many wrong things in his life, and those things are like thick and heavy stones, pressing on his heart, making him breathless, and making him do more and more wrong things.Now that he was one step away from shutting the door of hell, he suddenly came to his senses.I'm sorry, I just want to make myself feel better.

Fan Shaoqian stayed where he was, even if the Holy Majesty had done thousands of wrong things, but no one in the world would dare to add this typo to the Holy Majesty.But now His Majesty actually said sorry to him, and for a moment he had mixed feelings, and the wound 13 years ago finally healed.

He turned around and said, "My lord, everything is over." After finishing speaking, he bowed slightly and left.

The three words "It's passed" reminded the Holy One of the past, and the scenes flashed in his mind. Finally, he closed his eyes and stopped in the Xiangpin building. The four people raised their glasses and drank together to get drunk.

Fan Shaoqian pushed open the door of the palace, he thought the sky was already bright, but unexpectedly the sky was full of dark clouds.He thought to himself, the storm is coming, who can not get wet?

He walked away, and Eunuch Li's voice resounded from behind: "King Xuanwang!"