Shen Yu's heart shrank and she forced herself to calm down: "Your Majesty thinks too highly of me. I am definitely not that important."
Negotiating terms with the emperor was like seeking skin from a tiger. She knew that she could neither agree too simply nor take her attitude too high.
Emperor Tongxu looked at her and said: "You are too modest, Shen Yu. I might as well tell you that I can only let one of you and Xie Tingzhou go. Letting you be with him will make Beilin even more powerful."
"Other than this martial arts, Weichen is passable. I don't know what else is scary about him."
"It's hard to find generals." Emperor Tongxu's eyes were sharp. "You have been following Zhong An for many years, haven't you been influenced by it? I want you to stay here. The prince's temperament is too gentle, and I need someone like you to assist me. He, as long as you are here, Beilin will be able to surrender."
He sat in that high position for nineteen years. That position gave him the right to overlook all people. From that position, he learned how to see people and see them too thoroughly.
"You choose one, let Xie Tingzhou leave, or stay."
The door of Xuanhui Hall opened.
Shen Yu walked out, holding the bright yellow imperial edict in her hand. When she crossed the threshold, she stumbled and stood up before Li Zhaonian supported her.
Her body was very heavy. Her original plan was to send him home, but on the day she actually did it, she realized that the choice was so uncomfortable.
He could finally go home, on the condition that he was trapped here instead.
"Eunuch, go to Beilin Palace to deliver the imperial edict," she said.
Li Zhaonian looked at her and saw that her eyes gradually changed from the hesitation when she left the palace to brokenness, and then everything disappeared. Her eyes were red, but she was still as firm as ever, as if everything just now was just his illusion. .
……
The palace in the north is brightly lit.
The servants came and went, and Uncle Zhong was busy telling the servants to pack their things.
Just now, a decree came from the palace, allowing Prince Beilin to leave the capital today and return to Beilin to attend to the old prince's illness.
"Slow down, slow down, you can't touch this thing."
"Hey." Uncle Zhong said to himself: "I thought I would stay here for a few years, but after transporting so many things that the prince often uses, who knew I would have to move back again."
Changliu squatted at his feet and blocked the ant's path with a stick, "Grandpa, where was Yu at that time? Won't she go back to Beilin with us?"
He was used to calling Shigure, and he couldn't change his ways.
Uncle Zhong sighed, "You can't say this in front of His Highness and poke his heart."
"I know." Changliu said unhappily, "But I really can't let go of Shigure."
Uncle Zhong said: "She is honest with people and good to everyone around her."
Changliu Xiaoji nodded like he was pecking rice, "Well, she is very kind to people. She gave me a valuable jar, secretly gave me pocket money several times, and often gave me snacks."
He thought of something and added: "Although it was drugged once."
Uncle Zhong wiped his eyes, "There will always be a day. If we get through this hurdle now, we can always meet again."
Changliu pursed his lips and felt like crying, but he held it back with all his strength.
Xie Tingzhou felt a severe headache as he listened to the sounds of people coming and going to pack things.
He had been sitting in the chair for a long time, leaning forward and looking down at the imperial edict in his hand.
What I have been looking forward to for a long time, now that I am holding it in my hands, it feels less important.
If she's not here, what's the point of him returning to Beilin?
As soon as he loosened his fingers, the imperial edict fell to the ground and spread out. The handwriting on it was messy and frivolous. It was obviously written by Emperor Tongxu when he woke up, and it was stamped with the emperor's royal seal.
Xie Tingzhou stood up and walked out. When he reached the courtyard, Xi Feng rushed forward immediately.
"Your Highness, the palace door is not open, so you can't get in."
Xie Tingzhou's breathing trembled slightly, "I have a way."
He took a step forward, and Xi Feng stood in front of him, "Even if you can enter, I won't let you in."
When Emperor Tongxu woke up, it was time to take action against King Qi. Once something happened in the palace, everything would be extremely dangerous. He could not let the prince take the risk of entering the palace.
What's more, it is the best choice to leave this place of right and wrong that is about to become chaotic now, without being involved by any party.
"You want to stop me?" Xie Tingzhou spoke with force and force.
Xi Feng was suppressed by the momentum coming towards him, his knees became weak, but he still refused to move a step.
"Your Highness, let's leave the capital first and then make plans. We are restricted everywhere in the capital and we can't let go. Besides, Miss Shen is very skilled in martial arts. She should have no problem protecting herself in the palace."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "swish" sound, and Xi Feng felt a chill on his neck. As soon as he lowered his eyes, his eyes were pricked by the reflection of the knife.
Xie Tingzhou said quietly: "No one can stop me today."
Xi Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Xifeng is the personal guard chosen by His Highness himself. The guard regards the safety of his master as his own life. I am willing to die under His Highness's sword today."
"Hey." Li Jifeng's careless voice suddenly sounded at the door of the courtyard, "It's scary to say anything about death or death at night."
Xie Tingzhou looked over.
"Leave me alone." Li Jifeng said, "Let's settle your quarrel first, and I will just watch the fun."
He held a brown envelope in his hand, shaking it deliberately. If there weren't lights everywhere, it wouldn't be easy to see clearly.
Xie Tingzhou's eyes were stern, he put away the knife and walked over quickly, "Is it her letter?"
"Ang." Li Jifeng said: "Otherwise, why would I come here without sleeping at night? Hey, hey -"
The letter in his hand was snatched away by Xie Tingzhou, and he slapped the knife on his chest with his backhand.
Li Jifeng held the knife for fear of cutting himself, so he gave it to Xi Feng and chased after Xie Tingzhou, saying, "Xie Yun, you're not honest. I came to deliver a letter late at night, and you didn't even have a cup of tea -"
The door slammed shut in front of him, almost slapping him in the face.
Li Jifeng touched his nose with lingering fear, "This way of hospitality, tsk, forget it, I won't argue with you today."
He walked to the stone bench in the courtyard and sat down. He looked back at the figure reflected in the window, his eyes restrained from laughter.
Brothers, it's finally time to say goodbye.
Xie Tingzhou unfolded the letter. The handwriting was familiar but slightly sloppy. It could be seen that he was a little anxious when he wrote it.
He thought of the way she was writing furiously under the lamp, with her head hanging slightly, the lines of her neck stretched, her eyes focused and serious, and maybe there was a gentle smile on her lips.
Xie Tingzhou pressed the letter to his chest, feeling twitching pain while breathing.
"Ayu... Ayu..." He murmured her name, raised his head, tears dripping down his chin and onto the letter paper.
