Shen An met Yan Chun again on the day of his wedding.
He and the bride stepped into the auditorium in wedding attire, and saw the person he was thinking of not far away at a glance.
Yan Chun stood with his back to him, wearing a dark red coat with a dark gold glass-patterned silk belt around his waist, looking outstanding.
Hearing the sound at the door, Yan Chun turned around slowly.
Shen An's footsteps paused, and suddenly he felt that every step was as heavy as a thousand weights.
Seeing him suddenly stop, Xi Niang next to him hurriedly asked in a low voice: "Groom officer, what's the matter?"
Shen An's eyes were fixed on Yan Chun, and he said absently: "It's okay."
Neither King An nor Concubine An came today, so the plaques of his parents were placed on the high hall.
The ceremony proceeded step by step.
"A bow to heaven and earth."
Shen An turned around blankly, and bowed to heaven and earth with the bride.
"Second obeisance to the high hall."
Shen An turned around, looked up and saw two empty seats not far away, and suddenly thought of his father.
Yanling's noble daughter looked down on his mother, and often deliberately made things difficult in public. His father would always stand in front of his mother and resolve everything for her.
The bright moon hangs high, shining on the world.
The family of three sat in the courtyard, his father told him about the ever-changing changes on the battlefield, and his mother looked at them with a smile, and weaved the winter clothes of their father and father.
The father's eyes fell on the mother occasionally, but he didn't say anything. The mother would stop what she was doing, give him a soft smile, and then continue to do their own things.
When the night was dark, his father put his left arm around his shoulder and his right hand led his mother, and they went back to the room to rest together.
Shen An once envied their love, which was seen by his father.
Caressing his head with rough hands, he said with a smile: "Sooner or later, An'er will meet someone you like. When the time comes, you must love her and protect her."
Shen An raised his head and replied firmly: "Okay."
Now he really found it, but he didn't do one of them.
"Husband and wife pay their respects."
As the ceremony official's voice fell, the bride's waist was half bent, but Shen An couldn't lower her head no matter what.
I looked at Yan Chun unconsciously, but saw that his eye sockets turned red at some point, and he looked bright and charming with the dark red outer shirt.
He didn't move for a long time, and there was a slight discussion in the auditorium.
Shen An didn't seem to hear, his eyes fell on his father's tablet, and then turned to Yan Chun.
Then he saw that Yan Chun's body bent down a little bit, and his hands were slightly raised, as if he was paying respects to him, although there was only a quarter image.
Shen An's nose was sour, and he slowly raised his hands, and under the discussion and gaze of the crowd, he bent down.
The two faced each other from a distance, as if they really worshiped.
"Licheng."
The ritual officer hurriedly shouted, with a sigh of relief in his voice.
The new courtyard is decorated with lanterns and festoons, and hung with red silk.
The banquet was over, the guests left in twos and threes, the original noise was replaced by silence.
"My lord, I'll help you up." The servant looked at Shen An, who was obviously drunk, and eagerly wanted to step forward to help him.
However, before the hand touched it, it was opened, "No, I'll wait a little longer."
Shen An's voice was drunk, but it sounded clear.
"Get back." Shen An sat on the chair, closed his eyes, and waved to them wearily.
"Yes." The servant girl responded.
In the huge hall, he was soon the only one left.
Shen An opened his eyes, raised the wine glass in front of him, and drank it down in one gulp.
Everything in front of his eyes reminded him that the dust had settled.
only…
He raised his hand to caress his chest, and there was still some resentment here.
"Shen An, who are you persecuting? Even if I cancel your engagement with the Su family, will you be able to be with Chun'er? Are you trying to destroy him?"
"Chun'er has just been selected as a flower, and has a bright future. Why, do you want him to be ruined, to have all eyes on you, and to be ridiculed by the world?"
"Shen An, do you want us to die together with the Shen family?"
Every word An Wang said kept replaying in his mind.
Reluctant, unwilling, unwilling, but no match for one who can't.
King An was right, he couldn't.
After drinking a pot of wine, Shen An felt that his consciousness had been completely blurred, so he stumbled up and walked outside.
From today on, Shen An has Shen An's life, and Yan Chun has Yan Chun's.
The corridor was smooth and long, but he stumbled.
Suddenly, a figure broke into his line of sight, and Shen An stopped in his tracks.
Looking up, there is a person standing not far away.
The dark red gown is like a wedding dress.
The corridor in front of him was straight and flat, covered with a long red carpet, and the two sides of the corridor hung softly with bright red silk ribbons, which swayed gently in the wind, almost covering his eyes.
Shen An stretched out his hand to lift the red silk in front of him, stumbled forward two steps, and stopped again.
Yan Chun stood not far away, his eyes were clear, as if filled with a puddle of water, and the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a smile.
"Brother." Yan Chun called him, still in the usual tone, but with three points of grievance.
Shen An came back to his senses, walked in front of him with big strides, slowly raised his hand to caress his face, his fingertips trembled slightly, "Why are you still here?"
Yan Chun raised his eyes and looked at him deeply, as if he wanted to unravel everything about him with concentration and carefulness.
"I can't bear to..."
Yan Chun only said these three words, and there was a tear in his voice, and he couldn't continue.
Shen An couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled him into his arms tightly, as if he wanted to rub him into his body.
But still suppressing the pain in his mouth, he pretended to be relaxed and said: "It's not that I can't see you anymore, Chun'er, I said, no matter what, you will always be the most important person to me, always will be."
Yan Chun buried himself in his arms, shook his head, and there was a trace of pleading in his voice, "Brother, let's get out of here and find a place where no one knows us, okay?"
"...not good." Shen An paused word by word with difficulty.
He straightened up, pushed Yan Chun away inch by inch, raised his hand to wipe away his tears with his fingertips, and said softly, "It's getting late, go back quickly."
Yan Chun didn't seem to be surprised, he chuckled, raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, then stood on tiptoe, hooked Shen An's neck, and kissed her.
Shen An allowed him to kiss him without responding, and stretched out his hand to push him away while panting, and said in a hoarse voice: "Chun'er, don't make trouble."
Yan Chun ignored him, and stuck closer to him, then turned his head and said to the corridor covered with red silk, "Look, it seems like we are getting married."
In one sentence, Shen An was defeated.
"Brother." Yan Chun called him, raised his hand to wipe his face, and then Shen An realized that at some point, he actually shed tears.
Shen An tightly held Yan Chun's shoulders with both hands, and said intermittently: "Chun'er, wait for me, wait for me to join the army, make meritorious deeds, and regain the prestige of the Shen family. At that time, I, I..."
"I" for a long time, Shen An did not say the next sentence.
At that time, what can he do? He is just a sustenance to support them.
Yan Chun also understood, so he lowered his eyes and smiled, and kissed the corner of his lips lightly, "Brother, I only want now."
A wind blew past, making Shen An's eyes red and disturbing his heart.
"Okay." He replied.
Under Hongwei, the clothes were lightly untied, and Shen An's delicate kisses were from top to bottom, not letting go of an inch.
The moonlight fades away, the red silk flutters lightly, and shadows are faintly visible on the long corridor.
Yan Chun raised his waist slightly, and actively catered to him, his lips pressed together, his teeth and tongue were entangled, his hair was lightly scattered, his voice gradually trembled, deep and shallow at first, then floating and then sinking. The slow eyes sweep into the temples, and the clear moon flows over the shoulders, entangled with each other overnight.
When Yan Chun woke up, it was already the second day, his whole body had been cleaned, and he was lying in a strange room.
There is no Shen An around.
He sat up, and there were bursts of pain in the secret place, as if announcing the fact that he had a skin-to-skin relationship with Shen An last night.
He got off the bed slowly, put on his coat, and went out after tidying up.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he saw that the person standing at the door was actually a servant of Prince An's Mansion.
"Your Majesty." Seeing him coming out, someone immediately came forward to meet him and said to him: "My lord, let the little one pick you up."
Yan Chun's face was calm, he didn't return all night, it's impossible for his father not to know.
But the strange thing is that there is not much panic in my heart, but a strange, revenge-like pleasure.
"Let's go." Yan Chun said lightly.
As soon as he stepped into the door, a blue and white hand-pressed cup hit him directly on the head, making a dull sound, and then the cup fell to the ground, smashing his body to pieces.
"Nie Yi! Kneel down!" King An has always been gentle and rarely gets angry. Today, he was obviously angered by him.
Yan Chun didn't say a word, but knelt down obediently.
Wang An was puzzled, picked up the cane that he had prepared earlier, and drew it on his body.
"I let you go because of your hunger strike for many days and begging. I thought you would give up when you saw him get married, but in the end, you didn't return all night, and Shen An didn't talk to the Su family last night. The lady consummated the room and said, what did you guys do last night?"
Yan Chun's body was so weak that King An was so angry that he lost all strength in his hands, and every whip fell heavily on his body. Yan Chun frowned in pain, but he held back and remained silent.
"I have worked hard to raise you for many years, taught, cared and loved you, and finally watched you become a talent. Are you actually repaying me like this? Chun'er, you have a bright future, why! Why do you insist on doing this!"
As King An spoke, his voice choked up, and he whipped again.
Yan Chun couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.
King An hurriedly stopped, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him, but before touching him, he retracted it.
Yan Chun supported his body with his arms and sat up slowly.
His face was pale and his voice was weak, "Father, I just like Brother Shen An, and I can't change it. Even if he gets married, I still like him."
When Wang An heard this, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and his fingers holding the rattan whip kept tightening.
"Good! Good!" Wang An let go of the rattan whip in his hand, and staggered back a step.
He stroked his chest with one hand, supported the back of the chair beside him with the other, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"
Yan Chun looked at him puzzled.
King An ignored it, strode towards the door, and pushed the door open.
He turned around and said coldly to Yan Chun, "I see how long you can like him?"
After speaking, he strode out.
"Husband." A gentle voice came from the door.
Shen An didn't look back, and continued to pack his things.
"Xuanhu Camp has been stationed outside the Great Wall all year round. I heard that there is a huge difference in temperature between day and night, and the winter is bitterly cold, so I rushed to make these winter clothes for my husband. Take it with you."
Shen An stopped what he was doing, turned around, and looked at the weak and beautiful Su Wenyou in front of him, feeling a little guilty in his heart.
"Miss Su is worried."
Su Youwen's eyes dimmed instantly when he heard his address.
Shen An said: "I know that I have delayed the girl. I have no high hall and no family relatives. Therefore, when I am away, the big and small matters in the family are all up to the girl. If you stay at home and feel lonely, you can also go back to your mother's house for a short stay."
Shen An paused for a moment, then continued: "If you meet someone you like, you can write a letter as much as you like, and I will send Heli Shu immediately. All the objects in this mansion will be given to the girl as a dowry, and I will give it to you as well." With the righteousness of brothers and sisters, protect the girl for life."
"I won't." Su Wenyou retorted softly with a trembling voice.
Shen An smiled, and pushed back the clothes in her hands, "An is not worthy of the girl's wishes."
Su Wenyou was completely speechless, holding his clothes and looking at him for a while, tears welled up in his eyes.
"Wen You lost his temper." Su Wenyou said, quickly turned his head and wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, then hugged the clothes in his arms tightly, and forced a smile, "Husband doesn't like clothes, Wen You will go and prepare something else come."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for his answer, he turned and walked out.
Shen An turned his head and continued to pack his luggage.
He suddenly felt that Wang An's sudden order was very good. He and Su Wenyou had only been together for seven days, and even if they were affectionate, it was too late to plant them deeply.
After going to the border for several years, if you don't see it, it will naturally fade away.
Wang An probably thought so too.
But, he definitely won't.
He promised so happily, just because there are many wars outside the Great Wall, he has more opportunities to build achievements, if he has power, maybe...
Shen An packed up quickly, and set off the next day.
Along with them was a small group of people, who left Yanling and joined the others.
They walked for a day and a night, after leaving Yanling, Shen An felt that the road was not right, but the rest of the army insisted that it was right, so Shen An had no choice but to go with them.
When he arrived at Meteor Mountain, Shen An completely sensed that something was wrong, stopped the lieutenant during the break and said, "My lord, we seem to have deviated from the route."
The lieutenant yawned lazily and asked, "Where are we now?"
"Meteor Mountain."
"Oh." The lieutenant nodded, stood up, and slowly drew out the saber beside him, "Then there is no deviation."
As soon as his words fell, the people around who were still resting immediately stood up, drew out their sabers, and surrounded him.
Shen An looked at the scene in front of him, frowned slightly, and put his hand on his waist, but he didn't draw out his saber immediately, but asked instead: "My lord, what do you mean?"
The lieutenant sneered and looked at him with pity, "Shen An, don't blame me, there are noble people who want to take your life."
Hearing the word noble, a person's name instantly appeared in his mind, and he said in disbelief, "Master An?"
"It's boring to talk too much." As soon as the deputy lieutenant finished speaking, he gestured to the people around him. They immediately rushed forward after receiving the order.
Rao is Shen An's superb martial arts skills, but in the end he was outmatched by two fists and four hands, and he was injured in a short time.
He knew that he was definitely not the opponent of so many people, so he just defended and ran out while resisting.
The group of people chased him for a whole day, and in the end, Shen An lost all strength.
They were still caught up and surrounded.
The lieutenant stood at the front, panting and said: "Shen An, you won't be able to run away, obediently catch you with your hands up, I promise you will have a good time."
Shen An looked at him coldly, clenched the knife in his hand.
He doesn't believe it.
He knew that King An must hate him because of Yan Chun's affairs, but he didn't believe that King An would really let someone kill him.
He has been in Prince An's Mansion for eight years.
King An has always treated him very well.
He wants to survive, to ask clearly, there must be some misunderstanding in the middle.
Seeing his appearance, the deputy lieutenant chuckled lightly, and persuaded him, "Why bother to deceive yourself and others."
After speaking, he raised his sword and charged forward again.
Shen An waved his knife to resist, but there were too many people, so he was still at a disadvantage.
At the moment of stalemate, an arrow suddenly roared from a distance, pierced through the long wind, and shot straight at Shen An.
Seeing this, Shen An hurriedly dodges, barely avoiding it.
Then the second, the third, the fourth...
Shen An's arm was injured, so he moved a little slower, an arrow conveniently landed and sank into his chest, as if it was going to pierce him.
Before he had time to reach out and pull out the arrows, the second and third arrows shot into his body one after another.
The smell of blood filled his mouth instantly, Shen An couldn't hold back, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The body fell down feebly.
With the last bit of strength, Shen An thrust the knife in his hand into the ground, and with this strength, he didn't fall down in embarrassment.
The scene in front of him was a little blurry, but he could still see that the crowd began to disperse, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him.
"My lord." The deputy lieutenant leaned forward graciously.
King An didn't even look at him, and said coldly, "You trash, you can't do this well."
"Damn the villain! Damn the villain..." The lieutenant hurriedly admitted his mistake.
Shen An tried his best to open his eyes, looked at King An, and shouted with difficulty: "My lord..."
There seems to be water vapor in front of my eyes, which is unbearably sour.
King An's face was no longer as gentle as before, but angry.
He pulled out the knife from the guard beside him, walked towards Shen An, stood still slowly, with undisguised disgust in his eyes, "Shut up! How dare you call me!"
Shen An lowered his eyes, the blood on his body was constantly flowing, he felt a little cold, "... I'm sorry."
"Heh." Wang An sneered, swung his knife sharply, and slashed at Shen An's face.
Blood spurted out, and the originally handsome face was instantly changed beyond recognition.
"ah… "
Shen An was lying on the ground in embarrassment, the arrow that had just entered his body pierced deeper because of this action, the pain was so intense that Shen An almost passed out.
However, I don't know if the pain was too sharp, but his brain became clear instead, and he heard Wang An say word by word:
"Shen An, you really are an unfamiliar wolf. I shouldn't have softened my heart and left you. I should have let you die together with your short-lived parents."
"What... what?" Shen An lay on the ground, struggling to make a sound, his right eye was blood red, and he couldn't see anything clearly, only the left eye still had a glimmer of light.
He tried his best to keep his left eye open, looking for the location of Wang An, trying to make him understand more clearly.
King An came over, stopped in front of him, stepped on his wound, and crushed it hard a few times, forcing Shen An to cry out in pain, then bent down and leaned into his ear and said: "Your Majesty, early Seeing that the Shen family is not pleasing to the eye, your father was born as a commoner, and with some military exploits, he rebelled repeatedly, so during the western expedition, he was sent to kill him with poison. By the way, I found the poison. It is colorless and tasteless. No trace could be found."
Shen An only felt that something exploded in his mind, he tried his best to speak out, but his throat was tightly choked.
King An still didn't think it was enough, and while admiring his desperate expression, he continued: "And your mother, I didn't expect her to be a fierce woman. I asked her to commit suicide, but she refused, kneeling on the ground and begging me to say wait." Raising you to grow up before you die, I disagreed and tried to kill me with a sword, and in the end I strangled you to death with a belt, and then hung a three-foot white silk at home, pretending to commit suicide."
"Gulu."
Shen An's bloody hand tightly grasped Wang An's sleeve, his knuckles turned white due to too much force, but he still couldn't break away from Wang An's hand. He wanted to speak, but his mouth was wide open, but his throat was tightly stuck , can only make meaningless breath sounds.
Wang An looked at Shen An's face, his flesh was turned up, full of blood, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He felt a little pity in his heart. He really wanted to see Shen An's expression now.
"Your Majesty originally meant that you wouldn't even stay. It was because I saw that you were still young and couldn't make any troubles, so I kindly spared your life. I didn't expect that you would dare to hit me Chun'er." On my head, he is my life. How can you be contaminated by a pariah with dirty blood in your body? Do you think that if I let Chun'er call you brother, you can really do whatever you want? When you think of how you treat Chun'er What you have done, I am so disgusted that I wish I could chop you into pieces."
As Wang An spoke, his subordinates worked harder.
soon. Shen An didn't move any more, and lay motionless on the ground, like a dead fish.
King An let go of his hand in disgust, and someone next to him immediately handed over a handkerchief. King An took it and wiped his hands clean carefully.
"Throw him down." Wang An said calmly, looking at the cliff not far away.
"Yes." Immediately someone responded and lifted Shen An up. Throw it down.
King An threw down the blood-stained handkerchief, and looked at the cliffs not far away, his face full of sternness.
"No one is allowed to tell about this matter. You continue to guard the border. After two or three years, spread the news of Shen An's death back to Dadu. As for the cause of death, let's say that the two armies were captured in battle and tortured to death. .”
"Yes, my lord, don't worry." The lieutenant replied immediately.
"Back then we should have cut the weeds and eradicated the roots." Wang An said lightly, then turned and left.
"Then you turned Yan Chun into what he is now for revenge?" Jian Xiuyun tightened his hands holding Yan Chun, and asked a little angrily.
"He's right!"
Shen An didn't seem to get away from those emotions, and there was deep hatred in his eyes.
Hearing Jian Xiuyun's words, he came back to his senses, his eyes fell on Yan Chun, and the hatred in his eyes gradually dissipated.
"No." Shen An replied flatly, "I only killed King An."
"Then why did Yan Chun become like this? And the people of Ancient Stone City?"
Shen An's eyes were deep, and he didn't answer.