Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

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"Okay!" Wang Bin threw the knife in front of Shen Yuanyang, "Then you will pay for your life!"

Seeing this, Defang stepped forward and said, "Wang Bin, how can you not believe what you say!"

"My lord, it's not me who wants to kill him now, but he himself is willing to pay for my son's life!"

Shen Yuanyang picked up the knife and drew it out, "One life is worth one life, I hope this hatred can disappear." After speaking, he raised the knife and stabbed himself, and blood oozed out when the knife stabbed in.

"Master Shen!" Defang quickly supported Shen Yuanyang

Seeing this, Wang Bin quickly ran over to help Shen Yuanyang, "You are really crazy!"

Shen Yuanyang looked at Wang Bin, "I...will not break my promise..."

"You..." Wang Bin clenched his fists, "I...I didn't want you to die...I just...I just..."

"I understand...Wang Bin...forget about it...well...live well..."

"My son is dead... what am I doing alive..." Wang Bin picked up a stone and threw it at himself, Defang grabbed his hand "Wang Bin! Have you had enough trouble! My prince Because you are still drinking medicine to recuperate from illness every day, Shen Xiong is so frightened by you that he dare not leave the house. What did the children do wrong! Now Mr. Shen would rather stab himself to make up for his mistakes, but you still want to do this! Have you ever reflected on yourself? Pass!"

Wang Bin looked at the child's grave with tears, and Defang said, "The child belongs to you, and it's your father's fault that you didn't take care of him! Mr. Shen is at fault, but your fault is even greater! You can't forgive others. Can you forgive yourself!"

Wang Bin threw away the stone in his hand, "Yes... I didn't take good care of my son, I should take good care of him, but... I only care about making a living, and I don't even know the child is away... It's me... It was I who killed him..." Wang Bin cried bitterly in front of the grave, and Defang helped Shen Yuanyang up, "Wang Bin, whether it is hatred or resentment, it has been settled at the grave today, and this king wants to take Mr. Shen back to treat him But before I leave, I want to say one last sentence. Every year during the Ching Ming Festival, only you, the father, can help burn incense and weeds on the boy’s grave, and arrange the meals. Wang Bin, whether you understand or not, never mind From now on, if you want to die or live, this king will not bother you anymore."

Defang helped Shen Yuanyang back to the city gate, and hurriedly ordered someone to carry him into a carriage and drive him back to the palace for treatment. Fortunately, he was a civil servant, and he didn't hit a vital point with his weak hands, so his life was saved.

That night, Concubine Di went to the dining room to make soup for the children, and Defang sat beside Weixu's bed and fed him water, "Xu'er, are you feeling better?"

"Father, the child is fine, everything is fine."

Defang sighed, "Xu'er...Father...I'm really sorry..."

Weixu looked at Defang and shook his head, Defang touched Weixu's face, "If your mother knows what happened that day, she will definitely blame the father... and she will be very sad..."

"Father King" Wei Xu held Defang's hand, "Don't say it, don't let the Queen know."

"Xu'er" Defang hugged Wei Xu and shed tears, "Father will never leave you again..."

Concubine Di brought the soup and walked into the room, "My lord, you are still talking about concubines, why are you crying like this yourself?"

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