Chapter 295 You Don’t Worthy of Mentioning Him
After staying in a toilet for a long time, you no longer smell the stench.
Shen Zhao was in the military camp, surrounded by sweaty soldiers all day long. In addition, he had been marching for two consecutive days, and the smell of their bodies made him cry.
After bathing and changing clothes, he went into the room to see Chen Yu.
"It smells so good." Shen Zhao stepped into the room, "Where's my brother-in-law?"
Chen Yu said, "A gentleman is here to see you. He's gone. Eat quickly. If you become thin and hungry, your sister-in-law will blame me."
There was food on the table. Shen Yu guessed that Shen Zhao had not had a good meal due to his long journey, so she asked the servants to prepare it while he was bathing.
Chen Zhao was really hungry. He only ate a few steamed buns on the way. He grinned and started eating with chopsticks, while he pressed the military report of the great victory on the table with one hand.
"This is a gift for my nephew."
The scorching sun fell on the window and carved stained glass windows on the ground.
Chen Yu picked up the victory report and read it. The whole story was written clearly.
"Xiao Chuan has made a great contribution this time." Shen Zhao said.
"Is he okay?" Chen Yu folded the good news and asked someone to deliver it to Xie Tingzhou.
Shen Zhao swallowed his food and said, "He is such a tough guy. He had three broken ribs and was stabbed twice, but he didn't make a sound. He collapsed after returning from the battle. But don't worry, the military doctor checked him out and said he is strong and will recover quickly."
Chen Yu nodded, "The conditions in the army are limited, let him retreat to the rear to recuperate."
"Okay." Shen Zhao put down his chopsticks after his stomach was half full, "Let me see."
"What are you looking at?"
Shen Zhao pointed his chin at her belly, "What else can you look at? Look at my nephew."
Chen Yu spread out her sleeves and showed them to him generously, "You're still young, you can't tell yet."
The waist was still as thin as before, but the belt seemed to be tied looser.
Chen Zhao suddenly thought of Yu Wanqiu again. When he left Hezhou, Yu Wanqiu was already pregnant.
During the march, the days passed both quickly and slowly. Counting the days, it would not be long before the baby was born.
Letters from home came frequently, twice a month without fail. Yu Wanqiu would tell her interesting things at home and also talk about how big her belly was in the letters. One day it was as big as a cuju, and two days later it was as big as a watermelon.
Every time he held the letter, he would think, how big is a cuju? How big is a watermelon?
Chen Yu saw it and said, "Count the days, sister-in-law is about to give birth, you should take a day off first, and tomorrow
We will definitely be able to catch up if we leave for Hezhou."
Shen Zhao looked at her and said seriously, "Taking Luzhou will be Shengjing."
"It's not urgent." Chen Yu poured wine for Chen Zhao. "We need to rest after the war. It will probably be winter before we reach Shengjing. If the Chihe army doesn't move, only the South Camp will guard Shengjing. Our military strength is three times greater than theirs. Shengjing is already in our pocket."
Chen Zhao looked at Chen Yu and felt relieved. "If Dad saw you now, I don't know how happy he would be."
"Dad can see it." Chen Yu looked at the scorching sun outside the door and said, "He can see it."
Although he never appeared in her dreams again.
Shen Zhao nodded and continued to eat. After a while, he said, "By the way, when we attacked the city, Xuanping Hou Pei Qing burned himself in Lu Wangfu. He was pulled out, but it seems that he can't survive for long. He is still hanging on and said that he wants to see you. I didn't plan to tell you about this. It doesn't matter if this person doesn't see you, but..."
Shen Zhao paused and looked at her, "You probably want to see her."
"Yeah." Chen Yu said, "Because of Anan, I have to meet him too."
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Chen Yu was pregnant, and according to folk saying, the fetus was not yet firmly established before the third month.
The distance from Weizhou to Luzhou is six hundred miles, and it took the carriage half a month to travel.
There were still traces of the war on the walls of Luzhou City, but the city had been cleaned up and people were coming and going on the streets. It was clear that Shen Zhao's rule was very strict and he had tried his best to minimize the war damage.
The carriage stopped at the gate of the palace. The plaque of Prince Lu's Palace had been taken down, cut into two pieces and placed against the door.
Chang Liu jumped off the carriage and held up his umbrella before saying, "Your Highness, Princess, we're here."
Xie Tingzhou got off the carriage, and when he turned around, Chen Yu had already gotten out of the carriage. When she put her arm around his, he put his arm around her waist and carried her down.
Qingyun Guard stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, Princess, the traitor Pei Qing is imprisoned in the palace. He was originally imprisoned in the dungeon, but he is seriously injured. The doctor said that he may not be able to survive in the dungeon until the princess arrives."
Xie Tingzhou nodded, "Lead the way."
Marquis Xuanping was imprisoned in a small courtyard and guarded by the Qingyun Guards.
As soon as Shen Yu walked to the door, she was so irritated by the smell that she covered her mouth and nose.
Qingyunwei immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. It's hot and he has burns all over his body..."
Chen Yu raised her hand to interrupt, ordered people to open all the windows, and turned her head to look at Xie Tingzhou, "Wait for me outside."
Xuanping Hou was lying on the couch, his
His body was covered with burn marks.
The charred black and dark red were mixed together. If it weren't for the only half intact face left, it would be impossible to tell that this was the Marquis Xuanping who once dominated the Shengjing and commanded a large number of troops.
The weather was hot, the wounds continued to fester, and the room was filled with a terrible stench.
Hearing the footsteps, Marquis Xuanping rolled his eyes and saw the person he was waiting for even though he was barely surviving.
"Chen, Chen Yu!" Marquis Xuanping's voice was hoarse, and his throat was damaged by the fire.
Chen Yu did not sit down, but stood four or five meters away from the bed.
"I heard that you wanted to see me. We don't have to meet each other, but because of Anan, I think I should see you."
"Ho-ho-ho-ho" Xuanping Hou gasped in pain, "You are not worthy of mentioning him. You...you, you killed his brother with your own hands, and also killed him. How can you be worthy of mentioning him?"
"Then are you worthy?" Chen Yu asked calmly, "You have done all kinds of bad things. The defeat at Yanliang Pass and the displaced people everywhere are all your fault. You are responsible for hundreds of thousands of lives."
Shen Yu's tone suddenly became serious, "Ask yourself, are you worthy of mentioning him?!"
Marquis Xuanping stared at the ceiling of the tent with a dull look.
He was the one who should have died when the city was captured.
Or even earlier, when Li Yanchang died and Pei Chunli fell from the city wall of Shengjing, he should have died.
After all his calculations, he no longer has any relatives in this world, and no place to stay.
"Anan, Anan..." Xuanping Hou murmured.
"He once told me that he didn't believe you were a bad person." Chen Yu said slowly, "He said you told him to be clean, even if he didn't achieve anything, but you soiled yourself, making you go against him, and you harmed him!"
"I didn't! I didn't!"
Marquis Xuanping shouted loudly, and the burns on his face cracked because of the hideousness, and a mixture of blood and pus flowed out.
"Although he has no lofty ambitions, he is as pure as white clouds." Chen Yu couldn't help but choke up, "He is the cleanest person in the world, but he has the dirtiest father."
Marquis Xuanping opened his mouth, but only gasps came out.
Yes, it was he who harmed him, he was such a pure child.
Although he was unwilling to admit it, he had already acknowledged the fact in his heart.
If he had not been ashamed to see him, he would have committed suicide long ago. If he had not been ashamed to see him, he would not have burned himself to the point where he could not recognize himself.
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