Chapter 200 When emotions shine into novels, what should we do?



After Liu Sheng left, the Prime Minister suddenly started talking about the past with Ye Qingwan.

"Dad, let me tell you a story?"

"When my father led the army to attack the countries in the Western Regions, he defeated a small country. Although that country was small, the people were extremely united and all of them were soldiers. It took us 300,000 people half a year to conquer a small country with a population of less than 100,000."

"That battle was very difficult, and our soldiers suffered heavy casualties. But even so, when the elderly, weak, women and children from the small country came to the military camp to beg for surrender, our soldiers did not vent their anger on the innocent people. We even distributed military rations and tents to the elderly, weak, women and children so that they would not freeze to death or starve to death."

"They were also grateful to us, and thanked us profusely, but at night, this group of people actually poured kerosene on themselves, burning themselves and setting the entire camp on fire. It was a sea of ​​fire, and everyone was howling."

"That fire not only burned all our food and supplies, but also caused countless heroic souls of Dayu to remain forever in that sea of ​​fire. Dad still can't forgive himself."

Ye Qingwan listened to her father recounting the past and seemed to have some feelings in her heart, but she couldn't tell what they were.

The Prime Minister was not in a hurry. He patted the back of her hand and said earnestly, "Dad told you this because I want to tell you that enemies are different from enemies. Enemies are forced by the situation. Disputes and killings will be confined to the battlefield. When the war ends, the killing will also end. No one will implicate innocent people."

"But our enemies are different. Their hatred for us is engraved in their bones and flows in their blood, no matter when or where. As long as they are given the opportunity, they will stab us without hesitation."

"If you don't kill them, they will kill everyone around you, your relatives, your friends. They will even destroy your country until everything they hate no longer exists."

Ye Qingwan seemed to have some feeling. Those 100,000 rebels were all the survivors of the former crown prince's unjust case. Their relatives, their homes, and their country were all reduced to ashes in that rebellion.

Therefore, they have a deep blood feud with the emperor, the court, and even with all the people who support the current emperor. Therefore, they will not surrender. If they are released, they will come back again and kill until the last drop of blood is shed.

Seeing that she had figured it out, the Prime Minister showed a trace of relief on his face: "As for Liu Sheng deliberately breaking into the military camp alone, pretending to be deeply in love with you in front of the enemy leader, luring the rebels to attack the city with you as a threat, and finally using the enemy's trick to annihilate the enemy, it is only natural for you to blame him."

"But Dad has to say something for him. He was not wrong in this matter. He could not give up the interests of the country and the personal feelings of his children. So he exchanged himself for you, using himself as bait to keep you and Dayu safe. In his plan, he did not leave himself any chance to survive. It was just that something unexpected happened in the end, and he did not exchange you out."

"But in that situation, the arrow was on the string and he had to shoot it. If he didn't continue, he wouldn't be able to save you. So he would rather bear the crime of scheming against you and taking advantage of you, and risk that you would never forgive him in your life, just to save you."

"This is the first time that Dad has seen such affection in Liu Sheng."

Ye Qingwan leaned on his father's shoulder and said, "Dad, if you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that the old tutor's plan was so complicated. It's simply Mission Impossible."

Wow, he is such a sinister and scheming boy.

As expected of a Langmie, he even schemed against himself.

"Okay, go to sleep. You look like your eyes are red from staying up all night." The Prime Minister let her lie down and comforted her until she fell asleep, then he tiptoed away.

But as soon as the door closed, Ye Qingwan opened her eyes in the darkness.

I can't sleep.

Her biggest concern was not how cruel the old master was, but the wailing and blood of the hundred thousand people, which made her suddenly realize that she could no longer regard them as NPCs.

They are truly in pain and truly crying. Their blood is hot and their fear, helplessness and resentment all come from the bottom of their hearts.

They were all flesh and blood people, which made her a little confused about what was true and what was false, what was fiction and what was reality.

She couldn't help but wonder, what would she do if one day it was Honghong, her father, or the person who laughed and scolded around her every day who fell in front of her?

As I was thinking, I found myself standing on the top of the city wall without knowing when.

Looking down from here, the streets full of corpses and blood had long been cleaned up, as if nothing had happened.

"Miss Ye, it's windy on the city wall, please wear a cloak." A soldier appeared beside her at some point and respectfully handed her a red cloak.

Ye Qingwan took it slowly: "Yes... who asked you to give it to me?"

"I saw that Miss Ye had stayed here for a long time, and I was afraid that you would catch a cold, so I made the decision on my own. Please don't mind, Miss." The soldier answered very fluently.

"Thank you." Ye Qingwan nodded to him in thanks.

After the soldiers left, she raised her cloak, then suddenly lowered her body, cried "Ouch", and rolled down the stairs.

At this moment, the person who had been hiding in the dark suddenly rushed out anxiously and instinctively tried to pull her: "Wanwan."

But when he ran out just now, he saw Ye Qingwan sitting leisurely on the steps, turning her head to look at him, and there was no sign of her falling down at all.

Liu Sheng paused, realizing that he had been deceived. He could only bite the bullet and sit down next to her, but he didn't dare to get too close: "I don't mean any other things. It's late at night and the dew is heavy. I'm just worried that you will catch a cold."

"Thank you." Ye Qingwan raised the cloak in her hand and wrapped it around herself without hesitation. It was indeed a bit cold.

Seeing that she had returned to her usual carefree self, Liu Sheng was happy but also a little worried. After hesitating for a long time, he asked her cautiously, "You...are not afraid of me anymore?"

Ye Qingwan looked at him and laughed: "Are you a tiger? Am I afraid of you?"

Liu Sheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he just smiled, a smile from the heart.

"I'm leaving. My father thought I was asleep. If he finds out I'm not in the room, he'll probably break my legs." After Ye Qingwan finished speaking, she stood up and prepared to leave.

But after taking only two steps, she was suddenly squeezed. Then a bony hand reached into her palm and held her hand.

The look of their fingers clasped together is... quite ambiguous.

Ye Qingwan shook him hard, trying to shake him off, but he held her so tightly that she couldn't get rid of him.

"Master, what are you doing? Let go."

Before he finished speaking, a team of patrolling soldiers passed by. Ye Qingwan quickly put her hands behind her back and pretended that she was just with him.

Seeing this, Liu Sheng smiled and had no intention of letting go.

Some even use it as a threat: "Don't move, someone will see you."

Ye Qingwan was pulled all over the place by him, and she said in a low voice, "If you are afraid of being seen, then let go."

Liu Sheng ignored her and walked forward with big strides. Ye Qingwan could only hold up her skirt with one hand and keep up quickly.

"Master, Master, please slow down, I can't keep up."

While jogging to catch up, he also looked around, afraid that someone would see them walking around the city wall hand in hand.

Ye Qingwan actually didn’t quite understand why he only asked me if I was afraid of him, but didn’t explain his plan?

Isn’t he afraid that I really misunderstood him?

Could it be that he thought that someone as smart as me would be able to see through the secret at a glance, so there was no need to say more?

Yes, that's right, it must be like that.

This shows that I have maintained my usual smart and clever image very well.


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