Chapter 400: Coral in the Palm 3

The night wind was so strong that it blew in through the diamond-shaped window and almost extinguished the remaining candle on the table.

Xiao Fuzi leaned forward and when closing the window, she placed the gilded brocade box in her hand on the small table in front of Zhaohua.

Shang Yang stared at the brocade box in confusion, "You had this thing when you came here. What new trick did he come up with to torture me?"

Zhao Hua pushed the brocade box towards Shang Yang and said, "Open it and take a look."

Shang Yang hesitated slightly.

When she slowly opened the brocade box, she saw what was inside and her eyes immediately turned red.

"This is......"

Inside the huge brocade box, there lay a broken coral ring, which looked very strange.

Shang Yang recognized it at a glance. This was the coral ring that Zhao Hua had smashed in front of her that day, and it was the one she had been wearing.

She was very excited and took out the ring and held it tightly in her palm.

The broken coral was sharp and pierced the cystic skin on her palm, oozing out bright red blood, staining it even more brightly.

Shang Yang held his hands tightly against his chest.

Although the tears could not stop falling, there was a happy smile on the corners of her lips.

"Thank you very much."

She thanked Zhaohua sincerely, and then looked far to the southwest.

That is where Zhu Yin is.

I heard her ask again, "Yelang he..."

Zhao Hua said: "Your efforts are all worth it. Emperor Zhuyin has not given up on you. The emperor attacked Zhuyin because you were a spy, but Jiang Muye was willing to exchange his 30,000 private soldiers of Zhuyin and all the gold and silver treasures in his private treasury for your life."

Shang Yang looked at Zhao Hua with tears in his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling violently.

"Did Yelang really say that?"

Zhao Hua said firmly: "There is no need for me to lie to you."

Shang Yang held the coral ring tighter.

She opened the window, faced southwest, closed her eyes, and let the warm summer night breeze blow on her cheeks.

She recalled the countless nights when she and Jiang Muye climbed to the top of a mountain to wait for the sunrise.

The dark night sky is full of stars, and little insects are flying in the valley.

In those days, with my beloved by my side, and enjoying the joy day after day, I always felt that the twelve hours of the day passed too quickly, and I wished it could go slower, even slower.

She thought that was probably the happiest time of her life.

The wind here, and the smell of grass carried in it, are exactly the same as on that day.

It seemed that as long as she closed her eyes, all the hardships and difficulties of these years would be burned away.

She is still the bright and pure girl of the past.

And her young man will hold her hand and protect her throughout her life.

After a long time, this illusory and beautiful bubble finally disintegrated with Zhao Hua's calm voice.

"But what you did is really a big taboo for the emperor. The emperor will show mercy, but only one of you can be left alive. If you survive, Emperor Zhuyin will be executed. But if you... then the emperor will no longer hold Zhuyin responsible for anything."

Hearing this, Shang Yang smiled knowingly.

In the seventeen years of Qi Dynasty, she had never heard better news than this.

She slowly opened her eyes, sat closer to Zhao Hua, spread out her blood-stained palm, and excitedly showed Zhao Hua the red coral ring.

It was as if they were never enemies, but close friends who cherished each other.

"Song Zhao, do you know the origin of this ring?"

Zhao Hua speculated, "Corals are abundant in Zhuyin. This should be a gift from Jiang Muye to you?"

"Yeah!" Shang Yang nodded vigorously, smiling happily.

"This was originally Yelang's personal belonging. Yelang said that since he entered the palace, it would be difficult for him to accompany me, so he let this coral ring replace him and accompany me in a distant place. I have always known that he has never used me, never..."

She lowered her head and kissed the broken ring affectionately, then said to Zhaohua:

"You Han people have a poem that I like very much."

Then he recited in deep thought:

"The coral on the palm cannot be pitied, but it is moved to become a sun flower. Do you know what this means?"

Zhao Hua nodded in agreement, "No matter how beautiful the coral jade tree is, even if you hold it in your heart and protect it in your palm, it will never become your personal property. It will eventually be raised in a higher palace and become a flower facing the sun."

Shang Yang fixed his gaze on the broken coral in his palm and smiled gently.

"Yes, but now that the corals are broken, my 'Shangyang Flower' should also wither in due time."

She stubbornly wiped away the tears on her face, and suddenly said to Zhaohua in a solemn voice:

"I will plead guilty. But before that, I want to tell you a secret."

As he spoke, he whispered in Zhaohua's ear, word by word:

"A secret about how a thief killed his father and the king and usurped the throne!"