Chapter 86 I Will Give You a New Life

The red leaves swayed gently in the wind, and the clouds were blown away. The two equally charming but completely different faces looked so pleasing to the eye.

If we can be chosen by each other firmly—

So happy.

Jun Lin frowned and a clear laugh escaped her lips. Jun Xun looked at her bright smile quietly, and the dark clouds that had been lingering in his heart dissipated, and his mood also improved.

"The situation is serious now, why are you so happy?"

He seemed to be blaming me, but his tone was so indulgent.

"How can I not be happy? How can I not be happy knowing how my uncle feels?"

She expressed her emotions frankly, unaware that she had hit another straight shot.

Jun Xian suddenly felt that there was some ambiguity in these words, and his ears seemed to be burning with embarrassment.

Jun Lin is mentally quite old, having lived in modern times for twenty years and here for another twenty years, a total of forty years. She actually has a tolerant attitude towards Jun Yan, who is now thirty-two years old.

He felt that he was old, but she never felt that way. Sometimes she even felt that her uncle was the child and needed her care.

"Isn't my uncle's previous name Jun Yan?"

She tapped the table with her index finger as she thought about it. Jun was the royal family surname of Jing State, and her uncle was adopted by the royal grandmother when he was a teenager, so this name was naturally a new name given to him.

Jun Xian was stunned. He didn't expect her to suddenly ask about this. He was a little dazed for a moment: "I almost forgot my original name..."

He murmured, "I have lived under the guise of Junxun for too long, I almost forgot what I used to look like."

Jun Lin patted the back of his hand comfortingly: "It's okay, what was your uncle's original name?"

"Song Simiao."

He took out one hand and covered the back of Jun Lin's hand, repeating softly: "Song Simiao."

People say the sea is deep, but it is not half as deep as my love for you.

The sea has a boundary, but my longing for you has no end.

After a long time, he remembered it. It was his own name that was almost forgotten, Song with the word "Si Miao" added to the end.

Jun Lin seemed to have understood the meaning of these two words, and he said with a relaxed look: "Si Miao."

That's a good name.

Jun Xian's fingertips trembled suddenly, and his long, slender eyelashes involuntarily half-covered his eyes that seemed to be filled with sparkling water.

"Si Miao."

She read it again, without any seductive ending, cleanly and clearly, with normal syllables, but it made Jun Xian feel uncomfortable, so he quickly stopped her: "Don't read it anymore."

Jun Lin was puzzled, but he didn't ask him. It wasn't a big problem anyway, so he just went along with him.

"The day when my grandmother and I will go to war is not far away."

"The King of Jing must control all power. I will eventually imprison the Empress Dowager in the cold palace."

She cannot be killed, otherwise the outside world will accuse Emperor Jing of being unfilial and use this matter to scold her, and she will be poked in the spine by those who advocate benevolence, righteousness and morality. After all, filial piety was the most important virtue in ancient times, and the influence of filial piety has reached a terrifying level.

Jun Xun was silent, waiting for her next words.

"When this is all over, you won't be my little uncle anymore."

The man looked confused: "What do you mean?"

Jun Lin's mood softened, and the corners of his lips slightly raised, as he told him his plan.

"There is no Jun Yan in the world, only Song Simiao. My uncle will die in that rebellion."

Jun Xian looked at her carefully, his fingertips trembling as he touched her eyebrows. There were crystal drops of water in her pupils, and tears dripped from her pointed chin as he spoke: "Do you know what you are saying?"

Most people in the palace are imprisoned in this cage their entire lives.

Junxun is also an obedient and beautiful bird in a cage.

Having his wings broken, he had no power to resist and lived his life in ups and downs every day.

There is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart, and physical death is second only to it.

A dead heart can never return, the dying flowers have withered branches and leaves, and petals have fallen, but suddenly the breeze blows as usual, the rain falls as usual, and the sun shines as usual.

It was pulled back from the brink of death.

"Uncle, I don't make promises to others easily, but at least I hope you can be happy in the future and do what you want to do."

She smiled and said, "You didn't raise an ungrateful person. Now that I have the power, I can give you whatever you need."

But everyone knows that there are many things she cannot give, including love.

There is no such thing as love that belongs exclusively to one person. She only has love for all living beings, a love that is almost cruel and equal, and no one can get more.

Jun Xian's joy was evident in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and his heart, which had been silent for a long time, began to beat again because of freedom.

In fact, he was unsure in his heart. He didn't know whether the other party was still as close to him as before after all these years of separation. It was not until they met again that he placed his hand on the top of Jun Lin's head. Seeing that she didn't dislike it, he sighed with satisfaction.

This child has never changed since he was little.

No--

He looked at the other person, who was dignified and elegant, and had the aloof demeanor of an emperor.

She is no longer a child. She has grown into such a beautiful woman and is now a king who rules the world.

The child who had been babbling in his arms and learning to walk unsteadily with his hands and feet has grown up completely.

"If I am free in the future, I would like to go boating on the lake."

"Can!"

"I also want to go to the top of the mountain early in the morning to watch the sunrise."

"OK!"

"I want to have my own peach garden and farmland."

"And then?"

“No more.”

Jun Lin: “…”

Her expression changed from initial excitement to current helplessness. She even rubbed her brows as if she had a headache. Her long dark eyebrows drooped slightly. "Uncle, where is your ambition? Be bolder. Don't just be satisfied with such a simple thing."

This made the man smile again, like a spring water gently spreading out: "That's enough."

The hand touched her hair lovingly, and the graceful and charming eyes looked at her gently.

Junlin is a very ambitious person. If you ask her what she wants, it must be the world. She wants the supreme thing.

On the contrary, all Junxun wanted was an ordinary life, with a small courtyard of his own, where he could farm, row boats, and watch the sunrise.

So she felt that he was easy to satisfy and generously wanted to give him more, but these were enough for Jun Yan at the moment.

Only for the current Junxun.

The wind blew from the sky, blowing up the hair of the two people, and some strands of hair crossed the short distance between the seats and began to entangle.

Jun Xian's gaze paused for a moment, and he saw the other party pull out the tangled hair and tuck it behind his ears.

Something seems to have changed.

In this red-leaf forest, after hearing her words, something seemed to have become different.

Seeing that he was distracted, Jun Lin asked suspiciously, "Uncle?"

He followed her example and smoothed his hair, looking into the distance: "The wind is blowing."

Sometimes the wind blows and causes the flag to flutter, but it is not the wind that moves, nor the flag that moves, but the heart of the benevolent that moves.

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ps: It’s cold recently, everyone please keep warm and don’t catch a cold. I’ve already caught a cold, had a fever, and felt dizzy. I was paralyzed in bed, thinking about nothing, and being alone emo