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Inside the imperial study.

The imperial physician treated the wound on Su Shiqing's hand meticulously, and then reported the situation to Yu Renjun.

"My lord, I have already dealt with Gu's injury. If he recovers well in the future, it shouldn't affect his painting too much."

"Okay, there's Lao Tai doctor."

"Wei Chen retire."

The steward sent the imperial physician out, and closed the door of the royal study by the way.

Enduring the severe pain, Su Shiqing got down from her seat and kowtowed: "The villain thanked you, Your Majesty!"

Yu Renjun didn't intend to play around with him either, and said straight to the point: "Gu Meisheng, I already know about you and General Jie."

Su Shiqing choked for breath, and hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, the villain and General Jie are just...!"

Yu Renjun interrupted him: "I don't mean to blame you, you don't have to be so nervous."

After a pause, he continued: "You and General Jie know each other and support each other. These widows can see it, and are very grateful for everything you have done for General Jie. However, this time, the widow is going to break up of your bad guys."

Yu Renjun's words were like an invisible hand pinching Su Shiqing's throat, making him speechless.

Yu Renjun sincerely said: "A husband and general are the assistants of the country. If you assist Zhou, the country will be strong, and if you assist the gap, the country will be weak. Generals are the arms of the monarch. If the general assists the monarch meticulously, the country will inevitably become stronger. If the general assists If the monarch is negligent and does not fulfill his duties, then the country will inevitably decline. General Jie is the widow’s right-hand man and the pillar of the country that has just stabilized. If he is always thinking about his children’s personal affairs, then it is inevitable that there will be negligence in handling state affairs. In this way, there will be a hundred harms and no benefits.”

Su Shiqing slumped on the ground limply, tears gushed out, and she couldn't stop it no matter what.

Yu Renjun couldn't bear it, but he had to go on.

"There is an old saying that dares to insult the holy words, rebel against loyalty and straightness, far away from elders and virtues, and compare with urchins, it is called a chaotic wind. But here are the three winds and ten evils, if a nobleman has a body, his family will die; if a king has a body, the country It will perish; if the ministers are not correct, they will be punished." No matter how small the cultivation of virtue is, the people of the world will feel lucky. If they do not do good, even if they are not great, they will lose their country.

You know that General Jie is not an ordinary person, he is not only a man, but also a courtier, who shoulders the heavy responsibility of this country.Ever since I got acquainted with General Jie, I know how important this country is to him. Compared with the world affairs, personal love is really insignificant.

What's more, 'Longyang', 'Yu Tao', 'Duanxiu'... are always lewd styles that can't be put on the table.From ancient times to the present, have you ever heard of an important court official who married a man and stayed with him for life?What's more, General Jie is not only a subject of this country, but also a role model for thousands of people. Even if he doesn't marry the daughter of a prince or minister, he should marry an ordinary woman, not because a man is reduced to the whole world. The laughing stock of him, lost the people's trust and love for him. "

Yu Renjun stood up, looked at the white window paper, his eyes were a little complicated: "Do you understand all the words from the heart of the widow?"

Su Shiqing slowly closed her eyes, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Little man...understand..."

"General Jie is probably still waiting for you. If you still insist on going, I will never stop you. I just hope you think twice before acting."

Su Shiqing's heart was ashamed, she shook her head, and her crying became louder and louder.

Seeing his miserable cry, Yu Renjun could only ruthlessly cut off the marriage.

"The widow can set up an official position for you in other places. From now on, you can hide your name there and live in peace and stability for the rest of your life."

Su Shiqing shook her head again.

"Then what do you want? I will try my best to satisfy you."

Su Shiqing kowtowed to him: "The villain has only one request... Your lord, please release Liu Shuying... and leave Jincheng together with the villain."

"Liu Shuying?" Yu Renjun was a little surprised, he didn't expect Su Shiqing's request to be this.

"She is a concubine from the previous dynasty."

Yu Renjun nodded: "The concubines of the former dynasty are all living in the Chenghua Palace now, I can write the holy metaphor to release her now, do you have any other requests?"

Su Shiqing shook her head and kowtowed again: "My villain, thank you for your kindness."

"At present, General Jie doesn't know that you are in the palace. The widow has just ordered you to go down. No one is allowed to reveal your whereabouts to him. Please stay in the palace now, and wait until tomorrow morning, after General Jie leads the army to go out. The widow will send someone to escort you and Liu Shuying out of the city."

"The villain obeys the order."

After Yu Renjun left, Su Shiqing couldn't help crying in the imperial study no longer in despair.

Tears were like colorless blood, gushing out little by little, and his physical strength was exhausted. He curled himself up, and his heart was like a stranded fish, gradually suffocating to death.

There is nothing more sorrow than death, and nothing more sorrow than silence.In the end, he and Jie Ao became people whom they would never meet again...

……

The dense fog obscured the sight in front of the eyes, and the muddy road and distant mountain trees were completely covered by the fog, making it impossible to recognize the direction.

Liu Shuying walked slowly towards Chenghua Hall, ready to chant scriptures and pray for blessings.

On the way, he caught a glimpse of Su Shiqing sitting at the gate.

She was so surprised that she didn't expect to see him again!

But in such a cold and dewy morning, why would he sit there alone?

Surprised and delighted, Liu Shuying hurried towards him, calling out with concern: "Gu Lang?"

A gust of wind blew, and the morning mist floated. Standing in the mist, Liu Shuying looked extraordinarily cold and thin.

After Su Shiqing saw her, the tight string in her heart finally relaxed.

"Shadow."

The fog drifted past her eyes, and Liu Shuying's eyelashes hung with a few thin drops of water. After hearing Su Shiqing's gentle call, she couldn't help trembling slightly, and her bloodless face turned slightly rosy.

"Why is Gu Lang here?"

"I'm here to take you away."

"Now?" Liu Shuying asked uncertainly, "Where are you taking me?"

Su Shiqing lowered her eyes, and said bitterly: "I don't know either. You can go anywhere in the world."

"Gu Lang's sudden visit is for this purpose?"

Liu Shuying couldn't believe it, for fear that she was dreaming.

Su Shiqing nodded solemnly.

"But...why?"

At this time, Liu Shuying suddenly saw that his hands were wrapped in cloth strips and still seeping blood, and asked distressedly: "Gu Lang, your hands! How could this happen?"

Su Shiqing smiled slightly, and said: "This matter is a long story, I will tell you in detail in the future."

"But I am a concubine from the previous dynasty, so I cannot leave Chenghua Palace."

"Don't worry, I have asked Yu Renjun to restore your freedom."

Liu Shuying covered her mouth in disbelief, wept with joy, "Really?"

"It's true."

Liu Shuying naturally couldn't wish for it, so she immediately agreed: "Then please wait here for a while, and Shuying will come as soon as she is ready."

After packing up the things, Liu Shuying followed Su Shiqing in a carriage and left the city from the west gate.

At this time, the morning light has eliminated the mist and turned into a translucent gauze, floating gently on the mountain peak.

South gate.

Jie Ao was dressed in military uniform, his brows were furrowed, and he was worried.

The time had come, but he was still waiting.

Zhou Yuran drove forward and said to him: "Don't wait for the general, he probably won't come."

Jie Ao's face was full of disappointment, and he couldn't find a gleam of light in his dark eyes.

"The soldiers are waiting for you."

"Let's go."

Jie Ao tightened his reins and led all the soldiers out of the city gate.

on the carriage.

Su Shiqing heard the sound of expedition horns from the south gate, and he knew that Jie Ao had led the army out of the city and was about to go to the border.

His heart throbbed with the sound of the horn, and tears flowed down his wet cheeks again.

Liu Shuying sensed his unpredictable depression, and didn't understand why Su Shiqing was so sad, so she could only hold his hand tightly to express comfort.

That night, they stayed in the inn.

Su Shiqing looked at her hands that had been re-medicated, and stood up in a trance, gasping for air in pain when she moved a little.

He opened the window and looked at the unfamiliar street scene, and the pain in his heart suddenly hit him like a torrent of rivers and seas.

The wind blew up the white paper on the table, and he couldn't help but want to reach out to pick up the brush, but the brush fell to the ground with a "snap".

His heart also fell into the abyss together.

Perhaps these hands have been useless, and there is no possibility of painting in the future.

"why why!……"

He lost his temper in despair, grabbed the white paper and tore it up regardless of the pain of the wound.At the end of the tearing, he fell to the ground, looked at the writing brush and the shredded paper on the ground, and cried bitterly, and the little physical strength he had just recovered was exhausted again.

Liu Shuying just walked in with the medicine, and when she saw the mess on the ground, she hurriedly put down the medicine and ran towards him.

"Gu Lang! What's wrong with you?"

Su Shiqing lay in the shredded paper, staring blankly out of the window, with a nameless pain in her eyes.

That kind of pain makes anyone feel sad when they see it.

With red eyes, Liu Shuying asked, "What happened? Why are you so sad?"

"I... lost the most important person, and also lost... my hands for painting." Su Shiqing looked at her hands in despair, and roared, "Now I am a useless person!"

Liu Shuying's heart was cut like a knife.

"No, Gu Lang, you still have me! The doctor said, as long as your hands recover well, you will be able to draw like before."

Su Shiqing shook her head, tears flowed down the corners of her eyes into her hair.

At this time, he was completely unaware that Liu Shuying was taking care of him with his weak body.

After several days of ups and downs, Liu Shuying finally couldn't hold on and collapsed from exhaustion.

The doctor said that Liu Shuying had been suffering from long-term worry and became ill, coupled with typhoid fever, there was no cure for it, and there was not much time left.

The doctor's words were like a bolt from the blue, making Su Shiqing feel even more desperate.

However, he can only face this cruel fact, hoping that Liu Shuying can live carefree every day for the rest of the day.

……

Three months later.

border.

In the desert, Jie Ao, who had been besieged for three days and three nights, was lying on the sand, panting heavily.The surroundings are filled with a strong smell of blood, including his blood, the blood of soldiers, and the blood of the enemy.

The mountains in the distance are shrouded in clouds and mist, just like the day he left the city.

He's really tired...so tired...

She even started to miss Gu Meisheng crazily.

"General! General!"

The panicked shouts of the soldiers came from the ears.

No...he is the hope of the soldiers, he must not fall down!

Jie Ao barely managed to stand up, slashed off the arrow stuck in his chest, and slashed and killed several enemies, his vision gradually blurred.

In a daze, he saw a figure in a blue shirt not far away, his eyes widened, and he wanted to reach out to touch it, but he couldn't touch it.

"Brown..."

Where are you?I'm afraid... never to see you again.

The enemy's general had swung his sword to kill him, and he was powerless to resist.

I'm about to die, but really, I really want to see Meisheng again!

He smiled self-deprecatingly, then raised his knife, intending to make a last-ditch effort.

Just when the opponent's general's knife was only three inches away from his neck, suddenly, a Yanyue knife was inserted horizontally between these three inches, forcibly blocking the blade's attack.

Jie Ao felt a gust of wind passing by his ears, he turned his head and saw Zhou Yuran facing the opponent's general with a knife.

Zhou Yuran took the time to yell at him: "Jie Ao! You f/m are holding me back!"

Jie Ao's lips overflowed with blood, and he knelt on the ground on one knee, only smiling helplessly.

Zhou Yuran dealt with the opponent's general, raised his bleeding head and shouted loudly: "The head of General Jin has been taken! Everyone kill me!"

In an instant, the soldiers burst into exciting shouts of killing.

Zhou Yuran rushed over to help Jie Ao up: "Stand up! You can't die here! Meisheng is still waiting for you to go back!"

Jie Ao Zhan leaned against him tremblingly, barely supported and said: "If I die, please tell him..."

"Say it yourself!" Zhou Yuran said with red eyes, "Is this little injury unbearable? Thanks to you, you are still the Great General of Zhen Guo!"

Jie Ao smiled wryly: "Yeah... I can't die yet..."

When he died, Meisheng would be sad, the most unbearable thing for him was to see Meisheng cry.

In the chaos, Zhou Yujue arrived with a large number of troops, and Zhou Yuran hurriedly escorted Jie Ao back to the barracks.