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Chapter 73: Things remain the same, but people do not exist

"Mr. Cao."

Just as Cao Ye was about to turn around and leave to change clothes, he was stopped by Chu Yan. The word "Cao Gong" had not been heard for a long time since he was demoted to Wancheng.

"If Your Highness can't sleep, how about going to the old minister's residence for a cup of tea?"

He looked at Chu Yan with a smile, his eyes filled with kindness, and his gray beard added to his elderlike demeanor. Chu Yan walked up and said softly: "Lead the way."

Cao Ye's mansion was not far away, not far from the governor's mansion, but Chu Yan didn't expect that his mansion was more like a farmyard than a mansion.

"Your Highness, you are laughing. The children of the old minister and the madam are already married. If they are not in Wancheng, the old minister and the madam are here. There is no need for a big yard."

He explained, opened the door in front of him, and there was a boy inside who was digging in the vegetable garden. He called out: "Xiao Jin, go get my Songshan White Mist Tea and deliver it to Jingting."

The boy responded, put down the hoe in his hand and went away.

Cao Ye led Chu Yan to the Jingting Pavilion he mentioned. There was a pavilion in the backyard with a tea set on it and some agricultural books and tools on the side.

After Chu Yan sat down, Cao Ye went to change his clothes and came out not long after. Except for the official robe he saw yesterday, which looked more luxurious, the rest of his clothes seemed to be worn by ordinary people.

After Cao Ye sat down, Xiao Jin also came over with Songshan White Mist Tea and put it down. The Chu Yan in front of him was no longer the child he once was. He had grown up and became a prince with less than ten thousand people.

The powerful aura showed the royal majesty, but there was always an aura of hostility between his eyebrows that could not be dissipated.

He didn't know what to say to Chu Yan, so he could only reach out to boil the tea and asked: "Has Your Highness been well these past few years?"

When Chu Yan returned to Dashuo, he had the opportunity to go to Beijing. Unfortunately, he did not see him and returned disappointed. Later, a series of stories about the prince's bad behavior, violent behavior, and erratic behavior came out.

Everyone said that if Dashuo was left to Chu Yan, he would be finished sooner or later, and he would also become the king who destroyed the country.

But Cao Ye never thought that he would be such a person. In his heart, Chu Yan would always be the gentle gentleman with the world in mind.

Maybe something will change him, but if he doesn't care about anything, how can he take over the burden of the prince, even if he has wine and meat and sex.

Everyone said that he was not good, but no one said that he did not do well in political affairs.

"Cao Gong and Gu seem to have something to say."

Chu Yan did not reply directly to his words. Cao Ye put down his movements and then looked up at him: "I am over fifty years old and will be in my seventies. I only have a few more years to live."

"I'm just a little worried about Your Highness. The rumors may be true or false, but I only believe in Your Highness. Seeing that you are doing well, I feel relieved."

Cao Ye always had a smile on his face. If he could see Chu Yan and talk to him before he died, he felt that he would die without regrets.

His husband, Taifu Zhuang, also said before his death that what he was most worried about was the underage Crown Prince. He hoped that after his death, the students he taught would be kind to the bloodline of his beloved daughter.

'Your Majesty, he hates this child. I, how can I let go? Muen, Muen, I leave it to you. '

He held his hand and called his cousin, so from then on, Cao Ye's mission was to take care of His Highness, but as Taifu Zhuang said, Your Majesty, he hates His Highness.

I hate him so much that I want to cut off all the wings left by the banker to His Highness.

How could any parent in the world hate their children? Cao Ye didn't understand, and he never expected that His Majesty would be so angry that he would send His Highness to Dongyi Kingdom as a hostage.

"Thank you, Mr. Cao, I am worried about you. Everything is going well in Gu. Liang Yuan, Gu, has an heir. In the future."

Chu Yan's voice paused. He didn't know how to get along with Cao Ye. After so many years, he was the only one who always remembered his grandfather's words before his death.

"In the future, I will also ask Mr. Cao to write down my calligraphy."

Cao Ye was a good teacher to him, but he was not a good student. He had long forgotten everything he taught. Unexpectedly, when Cao Ye in front of him heard this, he stood up excitedly and said with joy on his face: "Mother, she has an heir for His Highness. This is a good thing, a great good thing."

"If the Empress and the Grand Tutor knew about it, they would definitely be happy. To be honest, before the Grand Tutor passed away, he gave the old minister a booklet. On it was the name he had chosen for His Highness's future child."

After that, he said to His Highness, "Wait a minute," and went to his room to take out the booklet. Cao Ye had treated the surface. Although it was a little yellowed, it was not damaged.

It can be seen that the person who collected it cherished it very much.

Chu Yan reached out and took it and turned to the first page. He was very familiar with the handwriting on it. It was his grandfather's handwriting. Every stroke was his expectation. He hoped that his children would be like him in the future.

'Huaiwei, my grandfather knows that you are a good boy. You will definitely become the best monarch in Dashuo, and your children will definitely be like you. '

At that time, his grandfather seemed to have never thought about what would happen if he grew up not to be the same as he was when he was a child.

Just in his heart, he thinks that his children are always the best.

Taifu Zhuang wrote a lot, whether it was a boy's name or a girl's name, first name, small characters, nickname, he did not miss anything.

Touching this booklet, I can still think of his loving appearance leaning on his desk under the light.

It's just that now the things are the same, but the people are gone.

"This booklet was originally left by Taifu Zhuang to His Highness, so please take it with you."

Cao Ye said something. At this time, the tea on the stone table was boiling. He reached out and poured him a cup. He felt a stone falling to the ground in his heart.

After finishing tea with Cao Ye, he asked Xiao Jin to send Chu Yan back. At this time, the sky turned white, and the butterfly mark that was restless last night was sleeping peacefully.

He has been raising this thing for more than ten days. He has sucked his blood and grown it freely. In seven to forty-nine days, the love Gu will be developed. This is what he prepared for Cui Ying.

The book in his hand was so thick, carrying his grandfather's heavy love, but Chu Yan couldn't see through it at this moment.

Using the Love Gu would turn Cui Ying into his puppet, but without the Love Gu, he wouldn't be able to keep her.

She didn't love him, nor their children, and he couldn't keep anything.

He had obviously said that he would be a good father and control his temper, but he still felt that she did not belong to him.

The booklet was finally brought back to Cao Ye's residence by Xiao Jin. Cao Ye looked at it and sighed.

To untie the bell, one must tie the bell, but His Highness's bell tieer has never thought of untying the bell.

When Cui Ying woke up, it was almost noon. She was already tired from traveling for days, and she was dragged back and forth by Chu Xan last night. She was a little overwhelmed, so she had a more fulfilling sleep this time.

Dongyue came in to dress her up, and suddenly found a red blood line on the back of her neck. It was so subtle and light that you couldn't find it without looking carefully.

"Why is there a scratch on the girl's neck?"

She reached out and touched it. Cui Ying seemed to have thought of something and quickly stopped Dongyue's movements. It must have been left by Chu Xan yesterday. He loved to leave all kinds of marks on her body.

"It's okay. Maybe I scratched it accidentally. Let's dress up quickly."

Dongyue also thought of this, her face turned red and she didn't mention it again. Neither of them noticed that the wings of the butterfly pendant hanging on her waist seemed to have become thinner.

　The things remain as before, but the people do not exist. From "Dan Ge Xing" by Cao Pi

　　Translation: Things are still the same, but relatives are no longer in this world.

　　Guys, if the two chapters are not coherent, then I am in a dark room. Wait a minute, I am also very sad (┳◇┳) Damn it!
　　
　
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