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Chapter 87

Shen Menghan wanted to withdraw that hand, but it only trembled slightly under Shen Zhuo's hand.

He said wearily: "Don't dare."

Even his voice was tired: "I'm too tired."

Shen Menghan sat up on his knees, looked at his father without blinking, and said softly: "I can't hold on anymore."

For more than ten years, he went from Jinling City to Beiji City, and then returned to Jinling City, not even as happy as when he was a child in the music.

He walked out of the mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire in the Beizhao palace, and walked into the palace city of Nanyan, which was full of thorns.

If there is a future, he wants to go all over the world and live a free life with Xie Chenyan.

He has never been to the village by the Yuan River, nor to the Cangxi Valley.

Xie Chenyan didn't know how much he wished he could be by his side on the roads he walked alone.

What's more, he didn't know that Shen Menghan actually remembered every single one of those small and jumbled little things he said.

His life was more bitter than sweet, and most of that sweetness came from Xie Chenyan.

He broke into his empty life without hesitation, bringing a series of laughter and vitality.

Let him have infinite yearning and longing for the world.

But does he still have a future?

If he had the rest of his life, he didn't want to be trapped within these four walls.

He wanted to visit the mountain temple and wild temple where Xie Chenyan lived, the Zhaoyue Gate on Qianzhong Road.

I want to see the stone steps where children stumble in Mingyin Temple, and I want to taste the dim sum of the enthusiastic tea lady in Jiangnan West Road.

I want to go to Raozhou City where Xie Chenyan has been trapped for more than a month, and I also want to go to Chenzhou City where Xie Chenyan issued the Mountain and River Legacy Order.

He worked hard and guarded this country for so long, he wanted to see it with his own eyes.

I want to see how gentle rivers and mountains are, and I want to see the bright fireworks in the world.

But, will he still have the rest of his life?

Shen Zhuo let go of his hand, and stroked his thin and bony neck, the always tough emperor finally shed tears.

"Xiao Yin, father didn't think of harming you." Shen Zhuo choked up and said, "I just... I just..."

If he knew that the moonlight in the old days would bring Shen Menghan to this point, how could he give it to him indifferently.

"Your Majesty just can't let me stay in Beizhao." Shen Menghan added softly: "It's all over."

He closed his eyes tiredly.

If there is no Xie Chenyan in this world, and there is nothing to be attached to in this life, he might choose to forgive.

But when he met Xie Chenyan, such a lively and lively Xie Chenyan, he was really unwilling to see the beautiful scenery in this world.

He really can't say generously that he doesn't hate.

He has too many regrets.

He was chilled to the bone, pained to the bone marrow day and night, and barely struggled to survive, just to thank Chenyan.

"Don't use your country to compensate me." Shen Menghan said in a low voice, "Give it to the right person."

He was exhausted physically and mentally, and could no longer hold on.

Shen Zhuo's haggard hand caressed his haggard eyebrows and eyes.

Every line is unforgettable, and every arc is engraved in his mind.

Dreaming every night.

He still heard him call him father emperor, but the emperor in the world also has no face to face and can't speak.

The regret of not being able to show off your ambitions is not as good as the unresolved tenderness.

How could she forgive him when he treated their children like this and stayed under the nine springs?

Shen Menghan did not dodge in a rare and docile manner.

This is not compensation.

That's for sure.

A father's affirmation of his best child.

But one wrong step, one wrong step, there is no way for them to go.

There is no if in life, and the years cannot be looked back.

He once thought that he wanted such affirmation and recognition, but he really got it, but there was no wave in his heart.

His father had many sons, but Xie Chenyan only had him.

He doesn't need to be one in a million, he is unique.

Between death and life, he understood what was the most important.

Shen Zhuo said tremblingly: "Song Yao died with hatred, Xiao Yin should be more careful in the future."

They all clearly understood that his time was running out, and he cared about what to do.

However, this is the last hope of a father, hoping that his beloved son can live on, be safe and sound, live a long life, be safe and happy.

Shen Menghan helped the couch and slowly sat down on the ground, mocking himself: "I'll just believe it for the last time."

This world is full of ups and downs, but he still wants to believe it once, that the boy who once held him in his arms in the ice and snow is still the same as before.

Will give him trust, will give him a brotherhood that he never had before.

He sent him home, and he also took him home.

Believe that he has forged the East Palace for twenty years, and what he has learned and used will support this thousand-mile country.

I believe that he is gentle and generous, loves the people and cares about things, and will give him and Shen Ya a place to live.

He is not naive, he has seen too many bleak winds and rains in this world.

He yearns for that truth.

Longing for unreserved trust and attachment.

Desire for frank enthusiasm and sincerity.

Longing for dust and smoke.

Shen Zhuo's hand slowly slipped from his face.

Shen Menghan said softly: "Your Majesty?"

The noise outside the hall was approaching.

Shen Menghan's heart tightened, and he called out urgently: "Your Majesty!"

The general walked calmly, his saber clashed with his armor, his voice was hoarse.

In the middle of the night, when he was on duty, he was called urgently, and he did not unload his sword.

Shen Menghan's heart sank straight down.

Kang Cheng had already lifted the curtain and entered the inner hall.

Shen Menghan sternly said: "Juexuan!"

Juexuan came out in response, and slapped Kang Chengze's chest with his palm.

Kang Cheng was shot several zhang away, but he was born as a military general, and his martial arts skills are so high, but he has already seen the situation in the palace.

Shen Menghan's white clothes were stained with blood, Shen Zhuo fell into his arms and was unconscious.

Caozhao Zhubi from one place.

Kang Cheng said in amazement: "Your Majesty!"

Shen Menghan stood up indifferently, put Shen Zhuo's hand back into the brocade quilt, and stared at him for a while.

There was no time left for him to be sentimental.

Shen Menghan got up and threw all the edicts that had just been revoked by Chonghua Shu into the brazier, and said to Cheng Feng while walking outside: "Seal Chang'an Palace."

But it was too late.

Kang Cheng rolled on the ground, dodging Juexuan's palm, and shouted: "Killer and villain!"

The sound of wearing rings approached, and Shen Bi and Shen Ying hurriedly rushed to the front of the Chang'an Palace steps.

After hearing this sentence, he raised his eyes to look at Shen Menghan.

Shen Menghan and her looked at each other, there was nothing in the eyes, and said to Juexuan indifferently: "Tell him to shut up."

Shen Bi hurriedly nodded to him, then got up and walked towards the inner room.

Shen Menghan turned sideways and let them into the inner room.

Shen Meng said in a cold voice: "Seal Chang'an Palace, Master Xu, Wen and Yan please rest in the Wang Palace when they arrive, no one is allowed to enter Chang'an Palace without my order."

Shen Bi hurriedly came out from the inner hall with tears in his eyes, but his posture was still elegant and graceful, and said softly, "I'll go and talk to them."

Shen Menghan looked at her steadily.

Shen Bi brushed her hair, said sadly: "Could it be that I don't trust my younger brother, trust others?"

She pushed the crying Shen Ying towards Shen Menghan, and said sternly: "You are a princess, you can't cry."

Shen Ying held back her tears and nodded timidly.

Shen Bi said: "Take good care of your seventh brother, if anyone dares to question your seventh brother's background, show off your princess majesty."

At this time, if Shen Menghan wants to ascend the throne, there is nothing wrong with it, Shen Bi made a decision instantly.

Shen Ying held back her tears and saluted, "Understood."

Shen Bi walked out of Chang'an Palace with her skirt in her hand, flustered but not in a panic.

Shen Menghan looked at her standing back and Shen Ying who was holding back tears in front of her, held Shen Ying in her arms, and said softly: "Brother Seven allows you to cry for a while."

He carefully patted the back of the girl in his arms who couldn't restrain the trembling, and ordered in an orderly manner: "Cheng Feng took the emperor's eldest son's festival talisman and went to wait outside the palace to wait for the eldest princess.

"Zhao Zhen went out of the city to meet the Ninth Prince."

After a pause, he turned his head and said to Juexuan: "Go back to the Yin Pavilion, bring Xiang Siniang and Fuchen here, and send everyone else away."

Jue Xuan was taken aback for a moment and said, "Yes."

The night is cold as water.

In the silent night, Xie Chenyan suddenly opened his eyes.

The soul of life was pulled out by the roots, and the entangled fetters in the blood were cut off one by one.

Xie Chenyan's heart twisted into a ball in pain.

He sat cross-legged under the moonlight, and the cold light spread all over the ground.

He felt rejected, felt abandoned.

I also feel resentment and love.

When the uproar gradually calmed down, Xie Chenyan hugged Yuan Shouyi, and used his kung fu to force the Nai River Gu out of his body.

Throw hard.

If Zi Gu is not on Shen Menghan's body, how could he be willing to implicate other people's lives.

Si Niang closed her eyes and felt for a moment, then said to Shen Menghan: "He forced the mother Gu out."

Shen Menghan nodded, and said to Miao Zhiguang, "Send them away."

Shen Yu's ships have gradually gathered at Bailuzhou and Guanyin Mountain, and their troops are approaching the city, and they may attack at any time.

And Yin Pavilion is still outside Jinling City, Shen Yu hates Shen Menghan to the bone, and will not let it go.

"Brother Shen, let's not go." Si Niang said first, "I have Gu, Tian Luo Yin, Mr. Zhou, Grandpa Zhen Shu, Qi Mao, A Wu and A Jia."

"The hidden pavilion is surrounded by clouds and fog, so it is naturally easy to form an array. Liangyue also has a needle in her hand. She can quickly form an array wearing Tian Luoyin." She paused, and said proudly: "We can defend the hidden pavilion, keep To live in our home."

Miao Zhiguang echoed from the side: "My lord, Miss Xinzi also brought the people from Wenqu Tower to the Yin Pavilion, and no one is willing to leave."

Chonghua's heart suddenly moved, and he said to Shen Menghan: "My lord, I also want to go back to the pavilion."

She racked her brains and said, "Although I don't know martial arts, but..."

She thought about it for a while but still couldn't figure out what use she could have, and said dejectedly: "I am the granddaughter of the Wei family, maybe it will come in handy."

Chonghua felt a sense of loss, after all, her background was much more useful than this person.She can't even compare to a little ordinary maid in the hidden pavilion.

Shen Menghan's eyes swept over their faces one by one, and after a while he said hoarsely: "Okay."

Si Niang foolishly imitated Chong Hua and gave him a blessing and said, "Brother Shen, we will wait for you to go home."

Shen Menghan nodded slightly, raised his arms and saluted, and said in a warm voice: "Thank you very much."

When he stood up, tears welled up in his eyelashes.

Fifteen years ago, he crossed the north alone with a sword. He never thought that there would be so many people waiting for him to go home now.

He has no name and no surname, has been homeless, and has been in trouble for half his life, but now he really has a small home.

Located in the small Baixia Town outside Jinling City, there is a garden carefully built for him, and there are family members who have returned home.

As long as someone is still waiting for him to come home, it seems that all sacrifices are worthwhile, and all that is to be faced is fearless.

And Xie Chenyan.

His world, his little smoke.

Shen Menghan felt a huge pain in his chest.

If he knew that the day before yesterday was Yong Jue, how could he not explain a word and let him be sad?

He regretted not kissing him one more time, not hugging him one more time.

He told him to go so sad.

He stared south in Chang'an Palace.

Will he ever see him again?

Author: You have!Believe in yourself!You are the protagonist!