When Shen woke up, he felt that everything around him was dark, and his body was warm, as if someone had covered him with something...
Anyone?
Realizing this, Shen was suddenly awakened by the shock.
"Awake?" A voice suddenly came from the side.
Shen Que was so frightened that he almost fell off the cart. He stretched out his hand to hold the curved knife at his waist as usual, ready to stand up at any time, but he heard the man suddenly say, "A Que, it's me."
Only then did Shen Que look at him straight in the eye. After discovering that the person in the car was Shen Luo, his nose suddenly felt sore and his whole body softened.
At this moment, the donkey cart was parked in a dense forest. The sunlight filtered through the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting a few spots of mottled light on the two people.
"Brother." He opened his lips and called silently, feeling a little aggrieved immediately.
"Don't call me brother," Chen Luo snorted coldly, "Do you still regard me as your brother? You ran away without even saying hello, you really are..."
He seemed to be choking on his breath, and held it in for a long while before he cursed softly, "I'm so pissed off."
He was not only angry at him for running away, but also angry at him for not wanting to say anything extra to him. It would have been fine if he had kept it secret from others, but why did he have to hide it even from him?
"What happened? How did it come to this..." Although Shen Luo didn't look good to him, he still felt sorry for him. Seeing his dry lips and pale face, he felt sour in his heart, so he took off his water bag and handed it to him, "How could it be so miserable? Even the water bag is empty, and you don't know where to put it."
Shen took his water bag, probably because he was extremely thirsty, and quickly drank most of it. But after a while, he saw him lying on the side of the car again and vomiting again.
Chen Luo was watching from the side, his heart breaking. He asked anxiously, "What's wrong with him? He can't even drink water. How can this happen?"
But the mute had a bitter face, his hands covered his lower abdomen, and he didn't make any movements for a long time.
"What do you mean?" Shen Luo's mind was unable to wrap around the question for a moment, and he asked, "What's growing in your stomach? Or are you suffering from an incurable disease?"
He paused, then continued, "But there's no need to run. Even if I risk my life, I will invite a famous doctor to treat you. Who knows, it's possible that it was a quack who misdiagnosed you. Besides, no matter who dislikes you, I won't dislike you. To put it bluntly, you have a few years to live, and I will serve you for a few years. What are you afraid of?"
His words were undoubtedly sincere and heartfelt, but Shen believed that he was not just talking nonsense. He didn't know how he treated others, but his senior brother always kept his promise to him.
But Shen couldn't bear to hide it from him anymore, so he raised his eyes, shook his head, and then moved his hands sadly: "It's not a terminal illness, I'm pregnant."
Shen Luo was stunned for a moment, and after a long while, he stammered, "What did you say?"
"You are a man," Shen Luo thought he had made a mistake in his gestures, "how could you be pregnant?"
Shen Que: "It's true, I..."
Before Shen Que finished his gesture, Shen Luo suddenly recalled the so-called shameful secret that Jiang Shaoxiong had mentioned. Shen Que was unwilling to tell him, so he did not continue to ask. Could it be that... his junior brother, whom he had loved for more than ten years, was actually a little junior sister?
This is too...hard to accept.
"I'm a monster," he said, his eyes were drooping with a patch of orange-golden light on his face, "I'm neither male nor female, a monster that should have been strangled to death when I was born..."
"What are you talking about?" Shen Luo was no longer in shock and interrupted him harshly, then reached out and gathered the outer robe covering him, "What should or shouldn't, should or shouldn't, should or shouldn't, it's unlucky to keep saying this kind of thing, stop saying it!"
At the end, he cursed: "Fuck you, who is this bastard? How dare he do that? Tell me, I'll go back and castrate him, you bastard!"
At this moment, his mind became clear. No wonder Shen was so timid and did not dare to deal with Jiang Shaoxiong. No wonder his health was getting worse and worse these days and he could not go to the training ground every other day.
He originally thought that it was the torture he received in prison that caused him to suffer from this disease.
I think of Shen Shen again. He was not in good condition before, but he always said that he had nightmares at night. Now I think that he must have been bullied by that beast at night...
Thinking of this, Chen Luo couldn't help but hit the cart hard, chipping off a small piece of the thin wooden board. He only hated himself for not discovering it earlier!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he wished he could tear that shameless guy into pieces.
If Chen had committed other crimes, there might still be room for maneuver. However, he was pregnant right under King Yan's nose, and his belly was getting bigger day by day. How could he hide it?
Shen Que now really has only this one way to go, no wonder he wants to escape.
"Your behavior is not a solution," Shen Luo finally calmed down, "The officers and soldiers in the Kyoto government office have all been requisitioned by the royal palace, and a group of villagers are holding your portrait and passing it around. Even if you hide in the mountains, you will eventually be caught."
Of course Shen Que knew that this method was dangerous, but if he hadn't been desperate, how could he have fallen into such a situation?
He also knew that he would most likely not be able to escape, so he raised his hand and changed the subject: "Brother, how did you know I was here?"
Chen Luo immediately said angrily: "If I hadn't found you first, would you still be alive now? We have worked together for many years, how could I not know you?"
Most of the secret contacts he had planted knew Chen Que. After he left the house and went to the bank to exchange silver, someone had been watching him. Piecing together a few clues, Shen Luo somehow found this place.
Even after such a huge incident, the mute was still able to sleep, without any vigilance at all. He sat beside him for quite a while before he saw him slowly wake up.
But now, after hearing his honest confession, Shen Luo finally realized how much he had been weighing on his mind these days. And she was pregnant, and she had been running for her life for two days and one night. How could she not be exhausted?
"Well," Chen Luo suddenly said, "I will cover for you at the palace, and I will hire a carriage for you, take the shortcut, and rush to the ferry overnight. Then someone will arrange for you to go south on the cargo ship, and when you reach Yuhang, find a secluded village..."
"Brother," Shen Que suddenly raised his hand and interrupted him, "but if His Highness finds out that you helped me..."
"What are you afraid of?" Chen Luo said, "Your Highness won't find out. I will make sure it's clean. Don't be afraid."
After a moment.
However, Shen Luo was stuffed into a carriage by his senior brother. The bottom of the carriage was very thick and had a hidden board. Afraid that he would get hurt, Shen Luo took off his outer coat and spread it inside.
He didn't know the man sitting in the carriage, but he looked very familiar and even smiled at him when he saw him.
He was pushed by Chen Luo and slowly crawled in, and then he shrank down there. Chen Luo felt sorry for him, so he held his hand and said, "I'm sorry for putting you in such trouble. Just bear with it for now. It will be fine when we get to the water."
Then he untied the bag hanging between the leather belt and stuffed it into Chen Que's pocket: "Brother, I left in a hurry and didn't bring much money. When you get there, spend it sparingly."
Shen pushed and refused to take it, but he held his hand firmly.
Before leaving, Shen Luo heard Shen Luo speak again, with a choked tone: "If there is a chance in the future, I will go over there to see you, you wait for me."
Chen, however, was holding the purse he had given him in his arms, huddled in the darkness, crying so hard that his whole body was shaking.
At the same time, in the inner courtyard of the palace.
His Royal Highness Prince Yan was very angry and he didn't sleep all night. Everyone in the palace had to stay up with him.
So many people were sent to look for Chen Que, searching day and night for a mute, but they still haven't found any trace of him. Your Highness finds it absurd.
"A bunch of useless trash!" Xie Shiguan was sitting in the main hall, smashing almost everything he could get his hands on into pieces. A servant kneeling on the ground even had blood on his forehead.
"How can such a big living person disappear out of thin air?"
"Can't find it?" Xie Shiguan said coldly, "If you say this again in front of me, I will drag you out and hack you to death. You don't even need to collect your body. Throw it to the mass grave outside the city to feed the wild dogs. At least you haven't lived in vain."
As soon as the prince opened his mouth, no one in the hall dared to speak. All the servants lowered their heads, wishing they could bury them under the brick floor.
After a while, a Silla maid who served in the prince's room walked in tremblingly outside the hall, and then knelt down in a place without debris.
She kowtowed to the leader fearfully, and then stammered, "Your Highness, when Wuhua was cleaning the room this morning, she found this on your dressing table. It doesn't look like it belongs to you, so I thought I'd bring it here for you to take a look."
Xie Shiguan stood up, took the bag and took a look at it.
The brocade bag was embroidered with egrets standing in the snow and golden carps leaping in the pond. The craftsmanship was not very good, but it was delicate. When it was opened, it was found that there was a wooden sculpture inside. It was made of sandalwood, with a delicate touch and good texture.
The carving is of a wooden goose spreading its wings, and it is quite exquisite.
No one in Kyoto would be bored enough to give him such a gift, and there were only a few people in this mansion who could easily enter his bedroom.
Therefore, the owner of this thing...can only be Shen Que.
Xie Shiguan held the goose tightly, but he was thinking of the mute's name in his heart. Everyone had run away, so what was the point of leaving a broken goose for him?
His grip tightened, the sharp wing feathers dug into his palm, but he refused to give up. How dare that mute run away? How dare he... not even want his master?
The servants below didn't dare to move. They secretly glanced at King Yan's face and saw that Xie Shiguan's face was getting worse and worse. The smiling face that was often seen in the past seemed to be torn into a crack, and the sea of emotions suppressed underneath suddenly burst out, making him look particularly hideous.
In the end, he even threw the wooden goose to the ground. The goose broke a wing feather with a "crack" and lay in the mess, looking particularly conspicuous.
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