Chapter 528 Farewell
November 1st.
On the eleventh day after returning to Shuzhou City and the sixth day after marrying Liang Qin, Wei Changtian was finally about to set out again to do something that perhaps he should have done long ago.
He still did not bring many people with him on this trip to Huailing. Only Yang Liushi, Du Chang, and Zhang San who served as the coachman were traveling with him.
As for the 10,000 Tengu troops he transferred back from Yangzhou, the entire army had re-entered the Shiwan Mountains three days ago, and no one knew their movements since then.
“.”
"Changtian, you must come back safely."
"Brother Changtian, Daddy and I are here in Yangzhou, don't worry."
"Yes, Changtian, if you need anything, just send me a message and I will lead the troops to rescue you immediately!"
"Bah, bah, bah! Dad! What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Ah, this"
“.”
The sky is cold and the sun is setting, the maple leaves fall by the river, the wind and water flow by the wind.
By a small river outside Shuzhou City, several carriages were parked at an angle, and people were seeing Wei Changtian off.
Because Liang Zhen accidentally said the "wrong" thing, Liang Qin was very dissatisfied and immediately refuted him.
Liang Zhen didn't dare to talk back, and his stammering was a little awkward for a moment, but it actually eased the sad atmosphere of parting.
"Hahaha, Qin'er, it's okay."
After laughing twice, Wei Changtian patted Liang Qin's hand lightly and looked at Comrade Xiao Xu again.
Finally, his gaze fell on Lu Jingyao, who seemed to be hesitant to speak at the back of the crowd.
Without saying anything, he just looked at the latter and nodded slightly.
"Okay, it's getting late."
He withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked to the carriage.
Yang Liushi and Du Chang were the first to get into the carriage, while Wei Changtian turned around and waved to everyone one last time.
"We are leaving, let's all go back!"
“.”
The afterglow is brilliant and the river is calm.
As these words came out, the atmosphere, which had been relaxed a lot, suddenly became depressing again.
"Long sky."
Comrade Xiao Xu shrugged his shoulders and turned around silently.
"Brother Changtian"
Liang Qin waved her little hands, her eyes moist.
"Husband."
Lu Jingyao finally called out two words, but her voice was so soft that probably only she could hear it.
The three girls’ performances and personalities may be different, but the worry and reluctance in their hearts at this moment are the same.
After all, although Wei Changtian didn't say anything, they could guess that what he was going to do must be very difficult. "Changtian, remember that there are still hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses in Shu ready to use!"
Suddenly, Liang Zhen's shout brought the three women back to reality from their feelings of separation.
Since Liang Qin had just criticized him, Liang Zhen didn't speak so bluntly.
But the meaning is still the same.
Don’t be stubborn when you encounter problems. Just say one word and I will immediately bring a large army to support you!
"Haha, Uncle Liang, I understand."
After responding with a smile, Wei Changtian turned around and got in the car without any further ado.
Zhang San opened the car curtain in time, and the setting sun shone across the sky.
"clatter!"
With his feet on the crossbar at the bottom of the sedan, Wei Changtian suddenly paused.
He didn't turn around, but just turned his head to look at Chu Xianping who was standing not far away.
And the latter was naturally looking at him.
The expressions of both men were very calm, and the amplitude of their nods was barely noticeable.
But they didn't say anything.
Or maybe it's all said and done.
"Hula~"
The heavy curtains fell, blocking everyone's view.
As Zhang San raised the whip high and then put it down, the wheels started to rumble and the carriage slowly drove towards the north.
The setting sun was pressing down on the mountain, and the light red sunset glow actually added an indescribable sense of tragedy to the scene.
The wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold. Once the warrior leaves, he will never return. Well, it may be inappropriate to use this line from the Yishui Song written by Jing Ke to describe Wei Changtian's trip.
Although he did intend to kill the emperor, he should not have gone to the extent of "never returning".
But as mentioned before, this time, Wei Changtian was not completely sure.
There is even a possibility that he will never come back. So, even if this is not a "Jing Ke assassinating the King of Qin" where there is a 100% chance of survival, it can at least be regarded as "knowingly heading for the tiger mountain".
Such a heroic act would undoubtedly be very appropriate if it were accompanied by a few lines of heroic poetry.
But Wei Changtian, looking at the sunset outside the car window, didn't say even a single "big word". Instead, he hummed a tune that sounded a bit "soft".
"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road"
“Green grass stretches to the sky”
"The evening wind blows the willows and the sound of the flute fades away, the setting sun shines beyond the mountains"
“.”
Listening to this tune they had never heard before, Yang Liushi and Du Chang looked at each other, both with surprised and complicated expressions.
Perhaps, they will never be able to understand Wei Changtian's mood at this moment.
At the hour of Xu, in the south of Shuzhou City, Fuyanfang.
On the second floor of a teahouse, a young eunuch in plain clothes stood beside Ning Yuke, who was also wearing plain clothes, and whispered, "Your Majesty, Young Master Wei has left."
“.”
"Um."
Ning Yuke nodded slightly, silently looked at the crowded and cheerful crowd on the street outside the window, and poured herself a glass of wine.
Perhaps Wei Changtian has forgotten this day and this teahouse.
But I will never forget it.
On this day last year, with Ning Qingyu's intentional matchmaking, Wei Changtian came here with me to attend a temple fair.
The two solved twenty riddles and received a wooden comb.
That day, I was drunk.
He begged Wei Changtian to write a poem while drunk, and the latter... "After being drunk, I didn't know that the sky was in the water, and the boat was full of clear dreams that pressed down the stars."
"A boat full of sweet dreams overwhelms the stars"
Looking at the small boat swaying on the river not far away and listening to the drunkard's nonsense on the boat, Ning Yuke repeated this poem over and over again, feeling as if everything was still the same as last year.
However, she was no longer the Princess Rouan who wore a veil all day long, and Wei Changtian was no longer the traitor who killed the prime minister and was exiled to Shuzhou.
“Pah.”
The bean-sized tears gently fell on the window sill, then broke apart and disappeared.
The young eunuch beside her didn't know why Ning Yuke was crying, and didn't dare to ask. He could only lower his head tremblingly and pretended not to see it.
Until an extremely cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"go out."
"Ah! Yes, yes, Your Majesty."
As if he had been pardoned, the young eunuch hurried out of the room.
After he left, Ning Yuke no longer had any of the dignity of a queen, and tears immediately flowed uncontrollably from her eyes.
While crying, she took out a wooden box from her sleeve and took out a wooden comb wrapped in layers from the box.
"Sir, if I can survive, will you marry me?"
"Let's talk about it after you survive."
“.”
This was a conversation between the two a year ago.
At that time, Wei Changtian thought it was just Ning Yuke's drunken nonsense, so his answer was very perfunctory.
Little did they know that the latter actually remembered it very clearly.
However, even though she remembered it, Ning Yuke never asked Wei Changtian for the answer to this question again.
Because she was afraid that Wei Changtian would reject her again.
So, it's good like this now.
As long as I can see Wei Changtian from time to time and help him do something, it will be really good. The wine goes down my throat, and the fragrance fills my sleeves.
Ning Yuke drank cup after cup by herself. After an unknown amount of time, the current Queen of Shu Kingdom fell drunk again.
The riverside was brightly lit, and the water was calm, reflecting the countless lanterns on the shore.
The sky and water are indistinguishable, merging into one in the vast night.
"The end of the sky, the corner of the earth"
"Half of my friends have left me " A pot of muddy wine to end my remaining joy, tonight I will not dream of the cold. "
(End of this chapter)
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