Chapter 339 Ending
At that time, Shen Gu had already become the king.
Although he failed to control the world, he was still quite powerful and even conquered half of Dongsheng.
The young city lord Shen Wuyong did not become the crown prince "naturally", but was instead named Prince Yi.
Yi——means to assist and respect.
A godson was named Yi Wang. Who did they want him to assist and be respectful to?
It’s so hard to guess.
Everyone's eyes drifted towards the face of Princess Chenji - Shen Shiyu.
This is the freshly baked 'North Star'.
Chenji - is the North Star, also refers to the emperor, and is a metaphor for the throne.
Shen Jiao used her extra toenail to bet that her parents were up to no good, so what was she waiting for if she didn't run away?
While their power has not yet spread all over the world, it is better to run fast and survive in hiding than to be trapped in the cage they set up.
"Isn't that right?"
While Shen Jiao was still asking, her hands had already started to pluck things into the spirit platform. Princess Chenji was a poor person, but Prince Yi was still rich.
Shen Wuyong looked at her silently.
Shen Jiao: "Why are you staring at me? Move! You're not reluctant to leave, are you? Brother, don't be silly. If you don't leave now, it's not a matter of whether you will become a prince or not, it's a matter of life and death. From what I know about their character, they will soon abandon you. The more useful you are, the faster you will die."
"Sister doesn't often get close to our parents, so how could she possibly know?" Shen Wuyong lowered his eyes, still sitting there motionless, and said like a stubborn person, "Father and mother know me well, and I never wanted to be the crown prince."
"Your unwillingness to give and their unwillingness to give are two different things, okay? They haven't even asked," Shen Jiao had to make his words clearer, "and didn't you see their expressions? They don't want to fight anymore and have already started thinking about how to establish the capital and how to build the imperial palace. They haven't even assigned you a single task. What they mean is obvious.
You are useless. At least for them at this moment, it makes no difference whether you are there or not. There are plenty of people working for them. Why don't you run away now?
Why don't you be more considerate and just chop off your head and give it to them? Maybe they'll appreciate your filial piety and shed a few tears."
Shen Jiao softened her tone and advised, "Since we've been siblings for many years, it doesn't matter if you leave or not. Just let me go. I can even burn some paper for you during festivals."
Shen Wuyong: "Would my sister be so worried about me?"
"Of course," Shen Jiao agreed readily, then silently changed her tone under his gaze, "Don't worry about whether it's true or not. Anyway, I will...try my best to remember to make it for you."
Shen Wuyong hasn't replied yet.
Shen Gu Qu Rou's men came and said they were asked to come over to practice martial arts.
Shen Jiao clapped his hands in front of the envoy: "Listen, listen, what did I say? Here comes the one who will kill you!"
Shen Jiao knew very well what Shen Wuyong was like every time he finished practicing martial arts. It was no exaggeration to say that he was like a fish on a chopping board. If he met someone weaker than him, he could still struggle a few times to protect himself, but if he met Shen Guqurou, he would be dead.
Moreover, these two people are now very powerful, and they haven't been asked to practice for a long time. I guess they are afraid that they might be killed by accident?
After all, every time those two people are still unsatisfied...
Hearing Shen Jiao say this, the messenger looked confused, as if he didn't understand why she said that. Just as he was about to speak, Shen Jiao sent a burst of spiritual power over him, knocking him unconscious. He turned around and said:
"We really ran away. If we don't run now, we will have no chance."
Even if Shen Gu and Qu Rou still had patience, they could no longer wait after Shen Jiao took action.
Shen Wuyong said nonchalantly: "Okay, then as my sister wishes, let's run."
"Excellent!" Shen Jiao said, "Then quickly give orders to Qiwu and tell them to guard the city gate. We will go and join them now."
"Sister, do you want to take the utensils with you?"
"Well, even if we have to lose it, we have to leave the city first."
He couldn't leave it behind. If he lost all his belongings at once, Wang Gu would have to rip open Shen Wuyong's belly and stick his head out to see what was going on. How could he have lost his home out of nowhere?
That thing can't communicate.
Moreover, Shen Jiao still has to rely on Shen Wuyong to clear the poisonous insects from his body. The King Gu is still useful and must not be thrown away like this.
Shen Wuyong: "No, taking these things out will bring disaster. Now that the world is at peace, we don't need them for the time being."
Shen Jiao: ...
"Now that you're feeling compassionate, what should we do? Just leave? Can you?"
"Sure," Shen Wuyong smiled at her and said, "Don't worry, sister. There is a way to remove the Wang Gu from your body."
He put on the mask and cloak, took Shen Jiao's hand and walked out. No one stopped them along the way. Shen Jiao was still uneasy, so she got on her horse and galloped all the way to the city gate, fearing that the city gate would be closed if she was too late. But she was still a step too late. Fortunately, Shen Gu and the others did not give the order. Maybe they were afraid of alerting the enemy?
So Shen Wuyong waved the token and the two of them went out smoothly.
only……
"They have been following us." Shen Jiao turned his head and looked at the soldiers who were following closely behind. It was really annoying.
But I didn't see them doing anything, they just kept following behind.
Shen Wuyong laughed and said, "Don't worry about it. They will go back."
Shen Jiao gripped the reins tightly and said, "But I can't."
"Then Sister, you have to run faster. Maybe... they won't chase you."
Shen Jiao: ...
That's right, her parents still have many years to live, so they are not in a hurry to have an heir. It's a good thing that she ran away, but what about Shen Wuyong?
Does he really want to run away?
Shen Jiao is not a fool. He knew something was wrong when he saw things going so smoothly.
"With your ability, you can run."
"I know," Shen Wuyong said, "but I don't want to leave, sister. This is my home."
"You can have a better home. Even if you are the only one in this home, it is better than a home full of family members who are not good to you." Shen Jiao thought that home meant a place where parents were.
But he said: "I was born here, and it was here that I first met my parents.
Before I met them, I had a very hard life. It was they who gave me a real home. Sister, I was really happy when I was with my parents. They were just like any ordinary parents at that time. We went flying kites, watching lanterns, and fishing by the river together. My parents taught me martial arts step by step, but I didn’t really want to learn. I was more interested in musical instruments. Maybe I was afraid of being alone, so I always liked things that could make noises.
My parents weren't too happy, but since I was always sick, they bought me a pipa to cheer me up... Unfortunately, I wasn't born with the talent to play it, so I couldn't learn it. I wanted to learn martial arts, but my family couldn't even afford a sword, so I could only swing an axe, which I found pretty good at.
Shen Wuyong wasn't one to mingle with people from the underworld, so even though he'd said so much, it wasn't as much as Shen Jiao had seen...
Shen Wuyong took her to the former residence of the three of them.
As soon as they entered the yard, Shen Jiao said, "You actually have a swing."
There was a rattan ball in the house, a cabinet filled with old children's clothes, a small table, a small stool, and a small bed. Shen Wuyong pointed to the lush fruit tree in the yard and said, "That's the tree mother. When I was a child, my parents were afraid I wouldn't live long, so they told me a folk remedy and asked me to recognize a tree as my mother. They often took me to worship it. Then one year, the hilltop was bought by a rich man, and no one was allowed to go up there. So my parents took me up the mountain and secretly dug it up. We were so flustered at the time that I don't know how many roots we broke. I thought she was going to die and cried a lot."
Shen Jiao said, "Isn't this pretty?"
"This isn't the original one," Shen Wuyong said. "The tree's mother died. My parents didn't want me to be sad, so they went to dig it up a few more times. This is the one that finally survived. They said..."
(Only a strong woman is worthy of being my son's mother!)
It was really difficult for Shen Wuyong to say this.
Shen Jiao didn't want to listen either.
It seems like they don't have the same parents.
Shen Jiao asked him, "Your health is bad because of the martial arts you practiced when you were a kid, right?"
"Well, that's true, but I'm happy with it." Shen Wuyong knew what she wanted to say.
He lazily sat down, leaning against the table, looking out the window and scratching his hand until a bloody mark appeared: "Sister, give me the poisonous insect in your body."
The best way to deal with poisonous insects is to lure them out willingly...
Shen Wuyong's hands were cold and shaking, and the cloth on his wrist was loose. Shen Jiao touched it and found that it was his flesh and blood that was being eaten away.
"If you're dead, what's the point of giving it to you? Won't you just run away anyway?"
"That's right. That's why I told you to run faster, sister. Those people are here to deal with this."
"You said you wanted me to take your ashes away..."
"I'm just joking, sister. There's nothing left. If you like this dress, I'll keep it for you to wipe your hands."
Shen Wuyong's smile became even more unpleasant.
"Sister, why aren't you talking? No way? Are you starting to miss me now?"
Shen Jiao’s answer was to cut her hand and put it on his.
Shen Wuyong had no regrets. He said, "Sister, you really hate me, don't you? Don't think about that. Live a good life in the future. This place is not suitable for you."
"You can still speak human language," Shen Jiao gently squeezed his gradually losing strength hand and said, "In the next life, you can be my biological brother, but your parents will have to change."
"I remember... If someone like me still has a next life..."
"It's okay, we can be dogs together."
These were their last words of farewell.
Shen Jiao always runs fast, this time she is going to live her own life...
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