Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 255 Xiao Mo breaks into the city gate at night
When will the west wind come? The old friend will never return.

The most cruel truth was finally revealed. Emperor Yun cried on his bed. It was not until the end of his life that he saw what he truly cherished. Unfortunately, it was too late and everything could never go back.

He killed his best brother with his own hands, the brother Bai Qing who had guarded him when he was the weakest and insignificant, who had fought for him, who had never left his side, who had helped him rise all the way to the top and sit firmly on the throne!
Unfortunately, at the peak of his career, he pushed his good brother down with his own hands out of suspicion and fear. From then on, he had no close friends around him, and his only sister also broke up with him. He became a true "lonely man" in the palace.

"Wu Jiu, I know that I have sinned deeply and owed too much to the Yue family. If a letter of apology is not enough, and you still want to do something for your father and the Yue family, I will wait here with my hands, and I am willing to repay you with my body, without any complaints."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the three people in the hall changed slightly. The meaning of Emperor Yun's words could not be clearer. Shi Xuanling and Princess Zhaoyin subconsciously looked at Yue Wujiu at the same time, with the same concern and worry in their eyes.

Now is the critical time for the two countries to form an alliance and fight against the Red Slaves. If Yue Wujiu really does something impulsive, the consequences will be disastrous.

What's more, could he really bring himself to do that to the "uncle" who had loved him since he was a child, was related to him by blood, and was the one he once respected the most and was closest to?

Yue Wujiu closed his eyes, his body trembling slightly. Shi Xuanling seemed to understand all his thoughts, and couldn't help but hold his hand again, giving him silent comfort and consolation.

Finally, the young man opened his eyes and stared at the old man on the bed, whose face was covered with tears, whose hair was white, and who was full of remorse. He looked like a candle in the wind, and his time was running out.

He is willing to pay with his life, but how can he pay it back?

"My father was willing to die for you. Although you betrayed him, the Yue family will not betray the country or the people. At this moment, the war is raging. If the King of Dongmu dies suddenly, the people will be in turmoil, the army will be unstable, and the Red Slaves will take advantage of the situation to invade. The answer I came here for has been obtained, and the grievances of my father and the Yue family can be washed away. And you, all you want is a peace of mind and relief. Why should I fulfill your wish? What is the basis for me to fulfill your wish?"

The so-called repayment means forgiveness. Emperor Yun already has not much time left and is deeply tortured by illness and regret. He wants to atone his sins and be free as soon as possible, but Yue Wujiu refuses to do so. He will not fulfill his wish!
He will never forgive in this life!

Emperor Yun, whose inner feelings were exposed by Yue Wujiu's words, turned pale as paper in an instant. They were indeed the relatives with the deepest feelings in the world. They knew each other too well. Therefore, the forgiveness and relief that Emperor Yun wanted from Yue Wujiu were ultimately... wishful thinking.

The most cruel thing in the world is not killing people with blood, but killing people... and destroying their hearts.

Emperor Yun seemed to have all his strength drained away in an instant. He slumped down on the bed, looking increasingly haggard and old, like a ball of turbid mist that could never regain its original clarity.

In this world, cause and effect cycle exists and everything has legal retribution. Who can escape it?
Emperor Yun suddenly recalled that when he was young, he, his sister and Yue Baiqing sneaked out of the palace to participate in a "Night Parade of the Gods" prayer activity among the people.

At that time, the long street was crowded with people and fireworks filled the sky. It was very lively. All kinds of disguised gods, Buddhas, demons and ghosts shuttled among them. They were extremely curious and when they looked up, they could see fish and dragon lanterns made by ordinary people. Everything was simply wonderful and like a dream.

On that night of that year, the three young men were carefree, happily holding hands and blending into the bustling and lively life of the grand capital city.

Young people do not know the taste of sorrow. At that time, the sky was high and the clouds were vast. There was no separation, no ruler or subject, no suspicion or fear, no separation between life and death. Everything was as beautiful as it was at the beginning.

Unfortunately, the vortex of imperial power swept in and swallowed up everything without a trace. Those youthful vows and friendships were no longer recognizable, and could no longer be distinguished, and could never be returned.

The west wind is still blowing, but my old friend has not returned.

Emperor Yun burst into tears. When Yue Wujiu and the other two were about to leave, he suddenly spoke hoarsely on the bed:
"Wujiu, can you still sincerely call me, call me... 'Uncle' again?" Yue Wujiu paused, turned his back to Emperor Yun, did not turn around, and did not call out "Uncle". He just took a deep breath and said word by word:

"From the day my father was executed by slow slicing, I no longer have an uncle in this world... I hope Your Majesty will keep his promise and issue an edict of apology to the world, clearing the name of the Yue family. This will be far more meaningful than me calling him 'uncle' again. This is also the only thing you, Your Majesty, can do for the Yue family."

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In March of spring, the breeze was gentle and the weather was fine. Dongmu and Gumo formally formed an alliance. Many small countries on the sea that were deeply persecuted by the Red Slave also responded and joined. The strength of the alliance became stronger and stronger, just like the vigorous "Expedition against Xia" hundreds of years ago, but this time, the target was changed to the Red Slave King, Xi Yuehan.

Use war to stop fighting, pacify the world, make the rivers and seas peaceful, and pray for a prosperous era.

Amid the raging flames of war, when will the day that countless people are looking forward to arrive?

Emperor Yun's edict of repentance was promulgated throughout the country, and the Yue family's grievances were redressed. The once invincible Yue family army was also able to reorganize. Yue Wujiu inherited his father's ambition and was not only General Yu of Gumo State, but also the chief commander of the Yue family army and the commander-in-chief of the allied forces!

Xi Yuehan's Shura army finally encountered a powerful enemy, and Pei Shixi's Youzhou small court also received Shi Xuanling's "letter of persuasion to return".

Yes, when Crown Prince Lian Ya proposed to subdue the Youzhou rebels and sent a letter of persuasion, Shi Xuanling corrected him solemnly:
"No, it's not a letter of persuasion to surrender, but... a letter of persuasion to return."

The Feng family will not surrender or submit. What she has to do is to inform her clansmen about the grievances and entanglements that happened hundreds of years ago, the complicated coincidences and misunderstandings, as well as the existence of the red-lettered iron certificate.

She persuaded them to return, persuaded them to return. She hoped that her people would return. She was willing to take them back home, back to Yunzhou Island, back to the place where they had lived hundreds of years ago, to let go of their obsessions, live and work in peace, and no longer be bound by that crazy "dream of restoring the country."

Unfortunately, after sending one "letter of persuasion to return" after another, there was no response from the small court in Youzhou. Until more than half a year passed, the north wind began to rise, and the deep winter came again, an uninvited guest broke into a city guarded by the allied forces.

By then, the allied forces had won many battles and recovered much lost territory. Outside a city closest to Youzhou, Shi Xuanling met an old friend whom he had been missing for a long time.

Outside the city gate, it was snowing heavily. A black shadow wrapped in a cloak came late at night and was surrounded by the guards. However, he was alone with only one sword, and he was able to fight against thousands of troops.

When the personal guards came to report late at night, Shi Xuanling and Yue Wujiu had just finished discussing military situation with the allied forces and were about to go to bed, but they received an urgent military report -

"That man was wrapped in a cloak with a mask on his face. We couldn't see his appearance clearly, but we could clearly see that he only had one arm. He broke into the city gate late at night and said he wanted to see an old friend. The guards at the city gate naturally surrounded him, but we didn't expect him to have extraordinary martial arts skills and could fight a hundred people alone. With only one arm, he beat our brothers to the ground. We were no match for him and couldn't stop him at all. But the strange thing was that this guy didn't hurt our brothers' lives. He just insisted on breaking into the city to see his old friend..."

"You said he only has one arm?" Shi Xuanling interrupted the soldier with rapid breathing. Her eyes were shining and her expression was excited: "I think I know who he is. Quick, open the city gate, I want to see him!"

The moonlight was bright, the wind and snow were howling. When Shi Xuanling rode out of the city, he saw a tall and handsome figure surrounded by the defenders.

Although he was wrapped in a cloak and had a mask on his face, Shi Xuanling still recognized him at a glance——

The ice-blue butterfly that had disappeared for a long time gently spread its wings and danced in the white snow. The familiar breath came to my face again. The young man's body was much taller and straighter than before. He wielded the sword with one hand as smoothly as flowing clouds and water. His moves were exquisite. There was no trace of androgynous feminine air anymore. Instead, he had the unrestrained and free-spirited air of a knight, so handsome that people could not take their eyes away!
Shi Xuanling was riding on her horse with tears in her eyes. She was so excited that she could no longer hold back her joy and excitement. She shouted loudly in the wind and snow:
"Xiao Mo!"