When Xue Changfeng's coughing stopped, his eyes flickered, looking at Zhong Yi who was still working hard beside him, and then at Fu Yang. When he looked at Fu Yang, even though he was so weak, he couldn't hide the deep affection in his eyes. He had loved Fu Yang for 20 years, starting with a glimpse, until she disappeared, and then she suddenly returned to Xiangcheng to meet him again.
"Yang'er, Zhong Yi, go out first..." Xue Changfeng said.
Zhong Yi, as if he didn't hear it, was still busy. He rummaged in the medicine box for a while, trying to find something that would temporarily hold his breath, but couldn't find anything. Judging from his many years of medical experience, he has to admit that Xue Changfeng's inner foundation has long been empty, and he can still speak now, entirely with his breath.
Fu Yang reached out and patted his shoulder: "Let him have a few words with Ziqin."
Zhong Yi was stunned for a moment, and he turned to look at Xue Changfeng again, unable to accept it but had to accept it, and followed Fu Yang out.
The room was empty, and only Xue Ziqin was left standing beside Xue Changfeng's couch.
Fu Yang knew that their father and son had something to say, and closed the door for them kindly.
Min Qiu is only a lieutenant general, and it is always inappropriate to enter at this time. Seeing Zhong Yi and Fu Yang coming out, he hurriedly asked, "How is the general?"
Zhong Yi didn't speak, and Fu Yang didn't speak either. The two stood under the front porch, each looking at the sky.
Min Qiu almost understood, and it was inconvenient to say more, so he leaned against the thin door panel, feeling complicated.
"Qin'er, the Xue family will rely on you in the future." Xue Changfeng said, "I have no children in my life, only you are the adopted son."
"Father..."
"Listen to me." Xue Changfeng's face suddenly turned rosy, but Xue Ziqin knew very well that this might be the so-called return to light.
Looking down at Xue Changfeng with his head down, there are thousands of words in his heart, but he doesn't know where to start.
"I know that you never regarded me as a father. When I found you in the suburbs, I knew that you should not die, and that you could become a great thing... Later, it proved that I was not wrong at the beginning."
"I… "
"Should the life-saving grace be repaid?"
"when."
"Then I only need you to promise me one thing." Xue Changfeng said, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Xue Ziqin's forearm. He tried so hard, trying to squeeze his fingers into his flesh, "You must, let Jin'er's child sit on the throne..."
"..." Xue Ziqin knew that he was talking about the third prince. Hearing these words, he was like a sinner who was hiding his evil intentions. He was seen through. His pupils contracted slightly, and he couldn't say a word.
"promise me!"
"… it is good."
Hearing Xue Ziqin's answer, Xue Changfeng's hand suddenly loosened, as if he was relieved, and then said, "I don't know how to be a father at all, and I don't know how to teach you. Protecting the country is your responsibility... cough, you are very good, you did not disappoint me."
"I know it wasn't your fault that you killed the battalion commander of the infantry battalion that year."
"do not talk… "
"I know that he was the one who had bad intentions towards you first, and I also know that you were scorned in the military camp because you were my adopted son..."
Xue Ziqin didn't want to listen any more.
It was at this time that Xue Changfeng brought up the last thing he didn't want to hear.
"Xue Ziqin, you must always remember," Xue Changfeng said, "your surname is Xue."
"I promise you, I promise you to make the Xue family's child the emperor..." Xue Ziqin said, "but I have never regarded you as a father, your life-saving grace, I have been the back and forth for the Xue family over the years, and I have paid it back. "He said, his throat was itchy, and he continued, "But in my heart, I have never been named Xue."
"You're blaming me for treating you badly."
"No," Xue Ziqin said, "General, you are only General."
"Yes, I understand..." Xue Changfeng said, closing his eyes, his voice became smaller and smaller, "That's fine, then I will give you the last order in the name of the general."
"Be sure to let the blood of the Xue family become the throne, and ensure that the Xue family will always enjoy the glory."
"Last general," Xue Ziqin said, choking, kneeling on one knee beside the couch, bowing his head and saying, "Lead the order."
After he finished speaking, he raised his head again, and Xue Changfeng was no longer making a sound.
His eyes were astringent, and he seemed to be in tears, but no tears fell.
Xue Ziqin entered the barracks at the age of eight and was bullied until he was fourteen, all Xue Changfeng knew. Xue Changfeng never helped him, not because Xue Changfeng didn't know it, but because Xue Changfeng didn't want to care at all. In his view, Xue Changfeng believes that men must rely on themselves to conquer the world, and more importantly, rely on themselves to make others fear and convince them.
Are they father and son? When it was clear that Xue Changfeng would not bless him, the answer was obvious.
However, Xue Changfeng's indifference made the scumbags in the barracks look down on him even more serious, until the other infantry battalion commanders carried out some men's unbearable insults to him - that was his first murder, or torture, it was a very Good start. So that no matter how many people he killed later, his heart was not moved at all.
"Old man..." Xue Ziqin said softly, "Although you and I are not father and son, but I am a member of the Xue family, this will not change."
"Rest in peace, General."
…
The wealth and splendor of the Xue Mansion in the past were covered by all kinds of white gauze and elegiac couplets.
Xue Ziqin knelt in front of the spirit, and Fu Yang and Cen Liyun stood by to help. Many important officials in the court came to offer incense to Xue Changfeng, and made a fake cry to express their grief.
Cen Lixuan and Cen Li were both here. They heard that Concubine Jin was heartbroken and almost blinded her eyes from crying. Xue Jin and Xue Changfeng have a very close relationship. Now that Xue Changfeng is dead, she can't go out of the palace to come to the incense stick, and can only be imprisoned in the Lianshuang Palace. Cen Lixuan tied a white strip of cloth between his foreheads, followed behind Cen Li, and the two knelt in front of the spirit and offered incense.
Xue Ziqin knelt aside and looked up at him. Although he had a sad look on his face, his eyes were indifferent, and there must be no sense of sadness.
Whether it was Xue Changfeng or Xue Jin, they had always turned a blind eye to him, and this moment made him cry heartily, and it would be impossible for him to cry even if he was given two boards.
On the contrary, Cen Li was close, a stick of incense was served, and tears were already in his eyes.
"Uncle..." He muttered as if to himself.
The latter words were not spoken, but Xue Ziqin guessed that it should be something like "Be sure to bless me in inheriting the throne."
Cen Lixuan got up after serving the incense, and said softly beside Xue Ziqin, "My condolences, cousin."
"Thank you, Your Highness, for being sympathetic." Xue Ziqin moved to the side without a trace.
The sons and daughters of the royal family, nothing else, only acting, are born.
Cen Lixuan didn't show any displeasure at his attitude, but instead said to Cen Liyun behind him, "My condolences to the emperor."
Cen Liyun is a daughter's family and can't stand such a scene of life and death. Even if he doesn't have too many feelings with Xue Changfeng, he is still a little sad. She held the silk silk and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, nodded to Cen Lixuan and said, "Thank you, Brother Huang."
Cen Lixuan saluted slightly and turned to leave the mourning hall.
Although he and Cen Lijin both came out of the palace on behalf of the palace to express their condolences, but the people in Xue's residence are too busy now, even if he has something to say to Xue Ziqin, it seems that it is not the right time.
Xue Ziqin watched his back from the corner of his eye and walked out the door.
There were thousands of thoughts in his mind, and there was an urge for him to explain things clearly to Cen Lixuan. Yes, make it clear, make clear the strange relationship between the two of them, whether it is because of love or because of profit.
"Yun'er." Xue Ziqin suddenly said solemnly.
She was startled, Xue Ziqin had never called her by her name. I saw Xue Ziqin get up from the futon and said to her, "You can say hello here for me."
"...Okay." Cen Liyun nodded, and then Xue Ziqin walked towards the door.
Xue Ziqin quickly chased after him, and Cen Lixuan and the little eunuch who was with him walked in tandem. He went up and grabbed Cen Lixuan's hand, and hurriedly said, "I have something to tell you."
Cen Lixuan came out with Xiao Liuzi - he originally came to Xue Mansion, he could have brought Jiang out too, but Jiang had already gone to Anshang Hall to serve, so he brought Xiao Liuzi out.
Little Liuzi didn't know what the relationship between the two of them was. He was immediately frightened and said quickly, "General Xue, you..."
Xue Ziqin was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he dragged Cen Lixuan to the backyard. Cen Lixuan turned his head and made a silent gesture to Xiao Liuzi, letting Xue Ziqin drag him away.
Now the servants are all busy in the front hall, and even the personal soldiers brought by Xue Ziqin are all guarding the front yard and the general's residence with white cloths.
Xue Ziqin dragged him and walked straight to Min Qiu's room.
If he changed to the usual way, he would naturally take Cen Lixuan to his bedroom. But he still has a general's wife now, and there are a lot of women in the bedroom, and he always feels a little uncomfortable.
After entering the room, Xue Ziqin closed the door, pressed Cen Lizhen on the door, lowered his head and said, "Are you really here to mourn?"
"Naturally... not." Cen Lizhen said with a smile.
Xue Ziqin looked at his face, the smile was pure and pure, and there was no abnormality, as if he was talking about something unimportant.
"Then why did you come?"
"To see the general." Cen Lixuan said softly, wrapping his arms around Xue Ziqin's waist, "Does the general not want to see Yao'er?"
"...I think." After he finished speaking frankly, he kissed Cen Lixuan eagerly.
The kiss was very intense, and when he let go of Cen Lixuan's mouth, the other party was out of breath and his cheeks were full of love.
Xue Ziqin looked at him directly and said, "Do you really treat me?"
"certainly."
He looked at those beautiful eyes, trying to find some flaws in them. But no, Cen Lixuan's eyes are like a pool of clear springs, and he can look to the end at a glance.
"Do you know what the foster father said?" Xue Ziqin said, "I promised him that the blood of the Xue family would be the emperor."
"I am." Cen Lixuan's smile grew brighter.
Xue Ziqin wanted to say something, but he looked at Cen Lixuan's face and couldn't say anything.
If it was said that Cen Lixuan used to be a bright moon in his heart, now, before he knew it, this bright moon had been covered by dark clouds for the most part.
"General, you promised Yao'er." Cen Lixuan said, raised his hand and stretched out a finger, drawing a circle on his chest gently.
"You're lying to me." Xue Ziqin grabbed his naughty hand and said in a hoarse voice.
"I didn't lie to you." Cen Lixuan looked up and met his eyes, "If you help me, I will be yours."
"Is this sincere?"
"Isn't that true?"
"Aren't you afraid that such a blatant ambition will make me regret it?"
Hearing this, a smile appeared in Cen Lixuan's eyes: "General, if you want me, I will give it to you, I can't be more sincere."
Xue Ziqin was slightly startled, but Cen Lijin pressed closer to him and said, "What is the general thinking?"
"I'm thinking that my adoptive father just passed away. It's not the right time for us to be like this." Xue Ziqin said, let go of him, and walked to the table to sit down, "You go back to the palace first, I will come to the palace to find you when I have time."
"Is the general regretting it?"
Xue Ziqin lowered his head and poured tea on his own, without even raising his eyes to look at him: "I won't regret it, please come back, Your Highness, forgive me that my father just passed away, and the etiquette is not good."
Cen Lixuan wanted to say something. He just opened his mouth, and before he could say a word, there was a knock on the door: "General, general, the princess is calling you over."
It was Min Qiu's voice.
Xue Ziqin stepped forward and opened the door, nodded to him, then turned around and saluted Cen Lixuan: "Your Highness, please."
Cen Lixuan glanced at him meaningfully, and left after all.