Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 522
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Hearing the emperor's question, Bai Jing's heart trembled, and his five fingers on his knees quietly curled up for a moment, but the color on his face did not change at all, and he still looked at ease, but there was a little bit of regret in his eyes.

"Replying to Your Majesty, the slave also suffered some injuries that day," the young man said calmly, "After taking advantage of the chaos to pull Twelve out of the crowd, he had no energy left to go back and pull Fourteen and Ten who had been dragged into the depths of the melee." Seven."

"That's right, the two of them probably died in that scuffle..." Bai Jingzhen slowly lowered his tone, and suddenly knelt down on one knee after speaking.

"Your Majesty, the slave is incompetent. He has not completed the mission nor saved the twelve people. Please punish him!"

The emperor on the sickbed was leaning against the wall of the bed, with the corners of his eyes half-drowned, silently staring sideways at the young man in black who was knocking on the ground.

Bai Jingzhen stared at the gaze full of scrutiny and inquiry, and his body remained motionless.

Yuan Sui's fingertips moved slightly, and it took a long time to look away.

"You haven't talked about the end of that Orion family." The emperor's voice was hoarse yet majestic, and a huge sense of oppression rushed towards the young man like a huge wave of mountains and rivers.

Bai Jingzhen, who had made preparations several days in advance, was never frightened by that aura.

Hearing the sound, he slightly curled the corners of his lips, his half-drooped long eyelashes concealed the cold light in his eyes, and the tone of his voice turned cold for an instant: "That Orion... was completely wiped out by the slaves. "

Emperor Wen Yu turned his eyes in response, pretending to be surprised: "Oh? Then Orion has a kindness to save your life."

"Does Jing Zhen even ignore such a great favor?"

"Your Majesty, before the great righteousness of the family and the country, we don't care about personal righteousness." The young man said in a deep voice, lowering his head slightly, "This was taught to this servant by His Majesty himself when I was young."

"Naturally, the grace of saving lives must be repaid, so the slaves did not hold back their hands when they did it. They died quickly, and it would not be painful to think about it."

"In addition, in the future, the slaves will remember them to offer a stick of incense every year during the Ching Ming Festival."

After hearing this, Yuan Sui didn't say anything, just maintained the movement of squinting and looking down, moved the corners of his lips for a long time, and said slightly at the end: "That's it."

"If your Majesty still has doubts in your heart, you can send someone to look outside Yuchuan Forest." Bai Jingzhen raised his head unhurriedly, with no fear or fear on his face.

He seemed to be forced to feel a little helpless, so he boldly looked at the emperor on the sick bed. His dark pupils were clear and open, and his eyes were firm and unyielding: "Whether what the servant said is true or not, your majesty sent someone to tell you the truth." Find out."

Emperor Wen Yu lowered the corners of his eyes and looked at him quietly without moving, his expression suddenly in a trance for a moment.

He has seen such eyes.

In other words, in his life, he has seen such eyes more than once.

The first time was more than 30 years ago, when he had not yet won the crown, he was still only a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

At the Mid-Autumn Palace banquet, he felt that the singing and dancing in the palace was too noisy and disturbing, so he simply found an excuse, slipped out of the banquet hall, and ran to the imperial garden to enjoy the moon and find a moment of peace.

... It was under that clear full moon that he happened to meet that girl with clean and open eyes, straightforward temper but still charming and lovely.

Concealing his identity, he chatted with her from Mr. Xuetang's nagging to the most delicious honey fruit cake on the streets of Beijing. They chatted for a long time that night, until the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was about to end, and then Say goodbye to each other.

After returning that day, he originally wanted to ask his father for an order to call her into the palace to be his concubine, but before he left the door, he suddenly remembered the look in her eyes - he dismissed the idea just for a moment.

He didn't want such clear and clean eyes to be clouded by the power, fame and fortune in this deep palace.

He felt that such a girl should not be trapped and locked in the palace.

So he chose to let it go, he gave up that youthful heartbeat, and also forced himself to forget the girl that he missed at a glance.

Later he heard that she married the boy she wanted, and a few years later she had a well-behaved son, but unfortunately died in battle when the child was four or five years old.

The second time was on Xiaoqing.

The emperor's brows and eyes were slightly loose. He didn't want Xiaoqing to marry Qianping and Mo Jingyao back then.

Firstly, he couldn't bear to allow his own sister to be a concubine; secondly, Fuli and Qianping are the only two big countries in the world, and a world of great conflict is imminent, and there will only be one empire left in this world, and the two countries are destined not to coexist.

He didn't want to be against his own sister, he didn't want to turn against her.

But when she met his eyes stubbornly and fearlessly, he saw her clear pupils, and couldn't help feeling shaken in his heart.

In the end, he was defeated under her eyes, and cut off two cities on the southern border, and gave her as a dowry.

But... After that, he never allowed her to go back to the country to take a look at him until his death. She would probably hate him.

The corners of Yuan Sui's lips twitched in a self-deprecating way. The third time was nearly 20 years ago, on Bai Jingzhen, who was not yet in primary school.

He was led by the old master, step by step, and walked slowly into the palace.

At that time, the young boy's face was full of fear and ignorance. He seemed to be frightened by the execution ground, and he seemed to have never understood anything.

When he looked at his face at that time, he thought of the girl with clear and clean eyes back then.

He remembered that he had heard people say that the girl married the boy she liked, and died in battle a few years later.

The eldest daughter-in-law of General Zhaowu's mansion died on the battlefield four years ago.

His mind trembled suddenly, he lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time, finally opened his mouth with a sigh.

He asked him if he wanted to stay by his side and be a dead soldier in the palace.

He can train him to be the most powerful dead soldier in the world.

He spoke at a steady pace, and the young child gradually settled down in his voice. The little child stared at his toes and thought for a long time, then raised his head and said hello.

The look in his eyes back then was the same as it is now.

The emperor slightly relaxed his brows and eyes, and the silhouette of the young man in front of him seemed to overlap with the countless faces in his memory.

He seemed to have caught a glimpse of the pretty girl between his brows and eyes, and he seemed to have seen his sister who died of illness for a long time. In the end, the young Bai Jingzhen's face slowly occupied the absolute peak, spreading and growing in the blink of an eye.

The only one kneeling in front of him was the Qingjun youth in black clothes.

"...The Orion." Emperor Wen Yu quietly turned his head away, he didn't want Bai Jingzhen to see the unconcealable nostalgia deep in his pupils, "Where is home?"

He has left too many regrets in his life, and he has been sorry to too many people.

But he has no other choice, as he is on the lonely throne, he is destined to enjoy the suspicion and loneliness in this life.

Fuli is not Qianping, and Yuanshi is different from Mohism.

Many things, from the very beginning, there is an indelible difference.

And he didn't have that choice——

　full of sadness

　　I'm ridiculous

　　
　
(End of this chapter)