Pihanjin

It was an evening. At the junction of Yunmeng and Fuzhou, before the estuary that led from the big river to Dongting, several black boats carrying the sunset were traveling slowly in the middle of the river.

A man stood on the bank of the river mouth for a long time. The afterglow of the setting sun cast his figure on the ground behind him, a thin and long shadow. His eyes seemed to be looking at the shadows of the black boats on the river in front of him, and he seemed to pass through the black boats, deeply immersed in a world that only he knew.

Mu Fulan naturally knew that this tributary of the Great River continued along the mouth of the river, leading to Dongting.

What she didn't understand was why Xie Changgeng was here.

She stopped and quietly looked at the figure in front of her that she had not seen for several years. After a while, she said, "I received your letter. What's the matter with you?"

The wind in Jiangkou was very strong, and her voice was like a light feather. As soon as she said it, it was blown away by the oncoming wind and scattered into the river.

Mu Fulan suspected that he might not have heard. He didn't move, didn't react at all, still standing like that, with his back to her.

Mu Fulan waited for a moment, and just when she wanted to call him again, she saw the man slowly turn his face and look at her.

The eyes of the two met from a distance, after a lapse of more than three years, after the last night Junshan met.

Above Jiang Ting, reeds rustled, and a few Jianglus circled the Jiangkou behind him, chirping.

He looked back at her like this, his eyes fixed.

Mu Fulan was also looking at him.

The man's face actually looked the same as before. But at the moment his eyes met, Mu Fulan felt a sense of vicissitudes in him.

This is completely different from the person she originally imagined.

In her imagination, now he should be full of energy and proud of all beings, not like the man in front of him who is looking back at him. He seems to have gone through the world, the vicissitudes of life, but now he has returned to some of his original points.

But soon, she dispelled this anachronistic illusion in her heart.

It's been too long, and the distance between them at this moment is a little far. Just an illusion. She told herself in her heart.

She stood in the same place and did not move forward any more, watching him finally turn around and walk towards her, getting closer and closer, and finally stopped, separated from her by a person.

This made her relax slowly.

This distance gave her a sense of security.

"I'm here, what's the matter with you?" she asked him again.

Xie Changgeng stared at the woman on the opposite side who was bathing in the afterglow of the sunset.

He felt that he was already on the verge of death, but in front of her, she still looked so young, with bright eyes and unparalleled looks.

In the past, he deeply resented her for not being able to love her, and hated her for being unfeeling. Now he understands everything.

The jade man is the same as before, but it no longer belongs to him, and it will never belong to him again. he knows.

He was silent for a moment, nodded to her, opened his mouth, and said his first words.

"I need to appoint a prince. Xi'er is this person. I invited you here to discuss this matter with you," he said.

Even though Mu Fulan had already imagined all kinds of possibilities when she came, she never had the slightest idea that he would say such a sentence when he opened his mouth.

She was stunned for a moment, and after confirming that she had heard correctly, she immediately said: "Xie Changgeng, if you are your emperor, Changsha will not stop your unification. Let me tell you the truth, I have already thought about it. The country of Changsha is returned to the imperial court, and the Mu family leaves Dongting. From now on, there will be no king in Changsha. I don’t know how you have such a thought, it’s ridiculous!”

Xie Changgeng said: "I will ascend to the throne, but in my life, I will never have children again, so I need to establish a good prince. I have a relationship with Xi'er, and he is my favorite person. What's more The subordinates also believe that he is my son. So I came to you to discuss this matter."

His tone was calm, but Mu Fulan was shocked.

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"You said that there will be no more children in this life, what do you mean?"

He was silent and did not answer.

She looked at his expressionless face, hesitated, and suddenly remembered that he had been fighting on the front line for many years and was injured from time to time.

She immediately thought of a possibility and was shocked again. Thinking of the first feeling he gave him just now, it became more and more proven.

"Have you not…"

She stopped, but said nothing.

"It's my business, not yours." He opened his mouth with a calm expression.

"I won't have any more heirs, I need a crown prince, you know that is enough."

Mu Fulan looked at this man, and a complicated and unspeakable emotion surged in her heart, and she suddenly felt that good luck was tricking people.

She was also silent.

Xie Changgeng continued: "The world will know that the separation of you and I was caused by external forces. You and I are still husband and wife..."

He paused.

"Don't worry, I won't force you to do anything. When the situation is determined, you can leave at any time in the future. Dongting will always be yours, and this is my return to you. Whatever you want, just say it, as long as I can do it, I will agree."

"You can be nice to someone you like. I won't interfere in any of your affairs."

He looked at her and said slowly. The hand under the sleeve is clenched with five fingers.

Mu Fulan looked at the man in front of her, dumbfounded, only one thought remained in her mind.

This person, in order to be his emperor, does everything he can, and is simply stunned.

She settled down and shook her head: "Xie Changgeng, no matter what you say, I will not agree to this matter! Besides, Xi'er doesn't want to be a prince!"

Xie Changgeng stared at her.

"What if he wanted to?"

Mu Fulan was startled.

"Why don't you go back and ask him? If he says no, I will take back my words and not force you."

Mu Fulan and him looked at each other for a moment, then nodded: "You remember your words."

After she finished speaking, she turned and hurried away.

Twilight Quadruple. Xie Changgeng watched her go away, her figure bleak.

No matter how painful her heart was, she never mentioned a single word of the past in front of him. Come to think of it, now I don't want to hear his confession anymore.

Repentance is also useless.

Bento nothing happened. The boy wanted to be king, so he asked him to do so. Let her also be the most noble woman in the world.

This is what he owed in the past, and this is the only thing he can think of and make up for in this life.

Mu Fulan didn't stop, and left in the car that night, heading back to Yuecheng.

In the streets and alleys of Yuecheng, people are still discussing the current situation. The officials of Changsha also gathered together, guessing Weng Lord's intentions, and feeling uneasy about their future destiny.

During these days, only the young boy in the palace, after he was picked up by Yuan Handing from a private trip a few months ago, got up early every day to read and practice martial arts, as if nothing had happened.

Study time. Sitting behind his desk, he listened to the doctor who taught him the scriptures saying "filial piety, the scriptures of the sky, the righteousness of the earth, and the conduct of the people," with concentration and quiet eyes.

After the doctor finished today's homework, as usual, he held the old doctor's arm and sent the person out in person.

The old doctor is also very worried about the rumors that have been spreading day by day. After coming out, uncharacteristically, he couldn't help but ask his proud disciple: "Little Master, there is a lot of discussion about the current situation at home and abroad in Changsha. Little Master, do you know what the master's plan is?"

The little boy smiled and said, "My mother never told me about this. The students don't know."

The old doctor sighed and walked away.

The young boy watched the old doctor leave, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

He came back and continued to sit behind the desk for a while, then got up and took out from a box the sword that his mother had sternly told him to never draw.

Holding the hilt in one hand, he drew the sword out of its sheath.

The blade of the sword was pulled out from the sheath inch by inch, the cold light flickered, and the blue blade was like a mirror.

He pulled out the sword completely, raised it slowly, and placed it in front of him, staring at the pair of dark, cold eyes that were projected by the sword's edge as if they did not belong to him. Come move.

A burst of voices came into my ears.

His mother came back.

He lowered his eyes, put the sword back into the sheath, put it back silently, turned around, and saw his mother pushing the door in.

He greeted him.

"Mother, are you back? The road is hard." He supported Mu Fulan and let her sit down.

Mu Fulan glanced at his desk, knowing that he was reading again, asked a few questions, and ordered the maids to go out, leaving only the mother and son in the room.

"Mother, you suddenly went to Yunmeng, but what happened?" the little boy asked her.

Mu Fulan pondered for a moment, then looked at him and said, "Xi'er, my mother asked you before that I can't call you the king of Changsha. Do you blame my mother? You said it at that time. Ask you again, tell me honestly, do you blame your mother?"

The little boy said: "Mother, I naturally won't blame you. I know that you are doing it for my own good."

Mu Fulan sighed slightly, but heard him say again: "But mother, if you ask me if I want to be a king, I will answer you, I want to do it, not only that, I also want to be the most beautiful person in the world. king of authority."

Mu Fulan looked at the bright eyes of the child in front of her that did not evade her gaze, and suddenly remembered the previous life, the young man who saw the crown prince position he could have won as nothing, and finally killed himself in front of his father, stunned.

After the little boy finished speaking, he looked at her silently. Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, he said softly, "Mother, did I make you angry by talking like this?"

Mu Fulan came back to her senses and hurriedly shook her head.

She felt a little uneasy. After hesitating for a while, he asked again, "Xi'er, why do you think so?"

"Mother, if this is not a good thing, why are so many people in this world, in order to be the emperor, can abandon everything and fight back and forth?"

The little boy fell to his knees and looked up at her.

"Mother, I'm not too young. I know what a king can get, and I also know the price and responsibilities of being a king. There is something I didn't tell you. When I went to look for Lord Xie, he said to me, He can help me. If there is such a chance, please let my mother do it."

Mu Fulan was stunned.

She felt as if something was wrong, but when she thought about it again, everything seemed logical.

Only she is who she used to be. That man, I don't know the past, Xi'er is not the Xi'er in the previous life. In this lifetime, he had different experiences and gave birth to different aspirations.

Her mood was mixed at this moment. That huge sense of loneliness, like a legacy, swept towards her again.

She was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses, lifted the little boy who was still kneeling at her feet, gently touched his head, smiled at him, and walked away slowly.

What that man has already decided is always too fast to be caught off guard.

It didn't take long for it to spread all over the world. In Yuecheng, the capital of Changsha, the streets and alleys are hotly debated.

However, the atmosphere today is very different from that of not long ago.

The great news came one after another, and everyone smiled.

The astrologer observes the celestial signs, the rare five-star in a row is said to be easy to do, when the emperor is changed, the world is dying. The old emperor conformed to the signs of the heavens, and the Zen throne gave way to the virtuous.

On this day, officials from the Ministry of Rites from Shangjing led a mighty entourage to travel long distances to welcome the mother and son of the Lord Weng of the State of Changsha and entered the capital to attend the ceremony.