After the failed assassination of the powerful minister

Shuo Wang didn't wake up until noon.

The sun has risen outside, and the wind carries the scent of flowers.Shuo Wang was dazzled by the sun, and there was a burst of colorful brilliance in front of him, which was blurry.

I can't see clearly, Shuo Wang thought.

There was no one in the room, Cen Xian seemed to have gone out.

He propped himself up and got out of bed, not sure if it was because of the poison, or maybe it was because he had been lying down for too long, when he got up, his eyes were dark and he almost fell off.

Fortunately, he quickly held onto the wicker chair beside him, barely standing still, and then he heard the door creak, the footsteps were originally not fast, but after the door stopped, he became anxious and walked towards him quickly up.

"do not move."

It was Cen Xian's voice.

Soon, Cen Xian held Shuowang's hand, and Shuowang stared blankly ahead for a while, his eyes glazed over.

Cen Xian looked at Shuo Wang for a while, and saw that his eyes were loose, as if...he couldn't see.

Jiang Jinyue's words still ring in his ears: "What you have suffered, he will suffer too. He can't use his internal strength, he can't see, he can't hear...he vomits blood, he can't even walk..."

Cen Xian's Adam's apple rolled, his five fingers tightened, blue veins appeared on the back of his pale hand, his voice was extremely dry, and he asked Shuo Wang, "Ah Shuo...you..."

Can you still see it?

Before he could speak, he heard Shuo Wang ask in a low voice, "Were you like this before?"

Cen Xian's throat choked up, he couldn't speak, he just felt a pain in his heart.

Shuo Wang pursed his lips and waited for Cen Xian's answer, but he didn't.He had long eyebrows, and his handsome face showed a little sorry expression: "I'm sorry, I couldn't be by your side at that time."

Cen Xian closed his eyes, not wanting to hear what he said, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk, I'll take you to meet someone."

Shuo Wang has always been obedient in front of Cen Xian, so he stopped talking when he heard the words, and went out with Cen Xian's hand.

Cen Xian took him very carefully. He didn't talk much and was very restrained, but he could feel the care overflowing from the restraint.

Shuowang suddenly Qing Nan'Feng was lucky that Cen Xian was a restrained person, so he didn't blame him too much. If it was Shuowang himself, and he was replaced by Cen Xian, he would probably be hysterical for a while.

Fortunately, after the poison was changed, he couldn't change back to his original body, otherwise, with Cen Xian's temper, he would have to get the poison back.

Shuo Wang sighed in his heart, if the Commander was really as frightening as the folklore, cruel and cold-hearted, and only knew how to calculate, then he wouldn't feel sad because of such a thing.

After walking for a long time, Shuo Wang's eyes were finally able to see again, he turned his head to look at Cen Xian, his peach blossom eyes regained their radiance, and said to Cen Xian, "I'm fine, I can see now."

It's just that Cen Xian still didn't let go of the hand that supported him after listening.

Shuowang coughed, a little uncomfortable: "A Cen, don't help me."

Cen Xian paused, then withdrew his hands.

The place they arrived was a small courtyard of the Cen Mansion, Shang Zhi took a few Jin Yiwei guards here, and when he saw Cen Xian approaching, he clasped his fists and saluted, and said respectfully: "Master."

Entering the door, I soon saw an old man sitting on a chair in his dying years, Shuo Wang was confused, and Cen Xian's voice came over at the right time: "Grandma Zhang, I invite you here this time to ask Ask about Princess Zhao Liu Hui and her child."

Shuo Wang was taken aback, and looked at the old man.

Granny Zhang glanced at Cen Xian with her cloudy eyes, then at Shuo Wang who was sitting next to her, and nodded, "Okay."

"My lady...has no children in her life," Granny Zhang chewed her words, and said slowly, "The child that was raised by her was the child of Princess Changle at that time."

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Decades ago, Liu Hui and Wei Changle were close friends in the boudoir.

Liu Hui, courtesy name Lanxin, was the daughter of Liu Taifu, an important minister in the court at that time. She had the title of the most talented woman in Beijing since she was a child. Confused, Taizu lamented his daughter's body, and she would refute it sincerely and politely, which made everyone amazed.

Therefore, she entered the palace early and became the companion of the eldest princess Wei Changle.

When she was in the Imperial College, the princess would teach with the prince, and Liu Hui met Wei Yicheng and the later emperor Wei Yitao here.

The four of them were best friends when they were teenagers. When they were young, they wore spring shirts, fresh clothes and angry horses. They rode purple lilies across Shenwu Street; while their master was asleep, they climbed over the wall and ran away. Black beards; if it is Chinese New Year, they will make some wine to bury by themselves, one jar after another, thinking that when they grow up, they will marry their sons and daughters, and then dig them out to drink.

It's just that there are too many rules in the palace, they will be chased by the eunuchs of the chief of ceremonies if they play a few times, and finally they will be caught back lying on the table and copying books bitterly.

As soon as I copied it, there was a commotion, and the ink splashed all over the floor, soaking the white rice paper.

At that time Wei Changle often told Liu Hui that without these few people, she would die of suffocation in the palace.

It was a very happy boyhood time for them.

It's just that those times are gone forever.

Later, Wei Changle had to go to Zhaosin Temple to chant sutras for the dead concubine for a year because her mother Cao Yuan poisoned the concubine of the Taizu.

Liu Hui visits Wei Changle every month.

They are still close friends in the boudoir, and they will lean together and say some intimate words.

At that time, Wei Yicheng had already married Liu Hui.

They had a marriage contract when they were young, and later they secretly promised that marriage is a matter of course.

It's just that Liu Hui has never had children.

She was pregnant once, but later due to illness and miscarriage, her body was injured, the imperial doctor said that it was rare to conceive again, and Wei Yicheng was terrified by the scene of Liu Hui's miscarriage, and he did not want Liu Hui to have another child.

Afraid of Liu Hui's pain.

Anyway, Wei Yicheng didn't care much about having children. In Wei Yicheng's view, a child is a matter of fate and cannot be forced. If there is really no one, the royal family can't explain it, so the clan will adopt one.

At this time, Wei Changle, she and a monk in Zhaosin Temple had a private life, and she was pregnant with a child.

Furious, he first killed the monk, and then asked Wei Changle to kill the child, but in the end Wei Changle didn't give up, and was pregnant until June, and gave birth to the child after taking oxytocin.

She thought that Taizu and the royal family would at least not lay hands on a child, but she was thinking too well.As soon as the child was born, he was taken out of Zhaosin Temple by the abbot at that time and thrown away.

The wrinkled and under-month-old baby was crying hoarsely, his little face was purple and red. The host should have killed him, but in the end he didn't.Maybe it was because Buddhism does not kill, or maybe it was because it was the blood of his disciples. In short, he finally put the child by the river and left the child to fend for itself. Unexpectedly, Liu Hui followed all the way until the host left. After that, he carefully carried the child back to King Zhao's Mansion.

The day I carried him back happened to be the first day of the new year, and the sky was so dark that there wasn't even a moon, so Liu Hui simply named him Wei Shuo.

Since then, Prince Zhao's Mansion has had an extra son.

No one knew that this little son was actually the son of a princess and a monk who had been born privately for life.

It can't be tolerated at all.

He spent 14 years happily in Prince Zhao's Mansion.

With caring parents and fun friends, he is the most eye-catching child in the capital.

Until that year, King Zhao's private possession of armor and treason was revealed, and the first emperor personally decreed that the whole family be executed, and the forbidden army and Jin Yiwei rushed into Prince Zhao's mansion together.

Everything was broken and dissipated like flowers in a mirror and moon in water.

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"When the incident happened, my old lady was no longer in Liu's Mansion and Prince Zhao's Mansion," said Granny Zhang, "I escaped a catastrophe."

After finishing speaking, there was a heavy sigh.

Although he was prepared and knew that he was not the parent and child of King Zhao and Princess Zhao, Shuo Wang still felt a little dazed after hearing this.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, and said softly to Cen Xian, "You said the two of them, why are they so kind?"

Shuo Wang tried to keep his tone light-hearted: "I helped others raise their children, but in the end I was beaten by others."

"Isn't it a bit silly?"

Cen Xian looked at him steadily, and then stretched out his hand.

Wiping away the warm water marks on his face with callused fingertips, Shuowang was stunned and didn't move for a while.

So... did you cry?

"They're not stupid," Cen Xian said, "They're just kind-hearted."

And do not change until death.

Wei Yicheng guarded the border with no complaints and no regrets, fearing that the court would run out of food and grass, so he cultivated land to subsidize the military in that barren place of Shuomo.

Liu Hui stayed in Shangjing, and during the famine in the south of the Yangtze River, she became a valuable item of the palace, and cloth porridge for ten miles, provided food and shelter for those who fled.

It's a pity, after all, it's not nice to meet people.

Cen Xian thought of the letters that Zhang Jiucheng had dug out from his grave.

Youthful friendship, brotherly blood, can't match power and wealth.

After coming out of the small courtyard, Shuo Wang felt a little headache, his lungs were churning, and his Qi and blood were not smooth.

He didn't seem to care much about today's incident, he was still the usual unrestrained charlatan, but in fact he was very sad.

In the final analysis, King Zhao and Princess Zhao did nothing wrong, but they ended up being killed.

He suddenly remembered that when he was very young, he met a half-blind fortune teller. The fortune teller grabbed Princess Zhao's sleeve and said to Princess Zhao: "This son's fate is evil, and it will hurt others. For a lifetime of loneliness, Madam should throw him away immediately."

Now that I think about it, that nonsense is also very reasonable.

His biological father, Jingxin, was beaten to death by Taizu's orders before he was born; his biological mother, Wei Changle, did not necessarily live well; Cen Xian, who grew up with him, suffered all kinds of hardships and almost lost his life; King Zhao and Princess Zhao who adopted him, the grass on their graves should be as tall as two people - although they don't even have a grave...

Even he himself is living in a mess now, and he can't even reverse the case for King Zhao.

The lone star of the evil spirit, Shuo Wang thought softly in his heart.

How did mother answer the fortune teller at that time, Shuowang thought vaguely, what did she say?

Concubine Zhao said: "People with evil spirits will be hit by many disasters. In this case, I am his mother, and I will protect him for one day."

"If I'm not here, someone will always be with him."

"He won't be alone forever."

"Ah Shuo?"

Cen Xian's voice rang in his ears, Shuo Wang was called back to his senses, his eyes reflected Cen Xian's face, his hands were clasped by Cen Xian's pale knuckles, and his fingers were clasped.

He has no one else, the sky and the earth are big, only Cen Xian is left by his side.

The author says:

Speaking of which, Shuo Wang is really a non-chief (convinced)