After the indigenous heroine was reborn, she went crazy and reorganized the plot line

Chapter 197 Farewell

Inside the secret palace, there was a slight cool breeze.

The experienced emperor in front of him actually put aside his dignity and begged Rong Su.

She was actually a little surprised in her heart, but she also understood that Shen Xuan was just trying to make up for Shen Peiqing.

However, he miscalculated one thing. She was not a tool he could use to make up for Shen Peiqing.

Rong Su turned away, with no intention of reaching out to help Shen Xuan up. She said softly, "Since Your Majesty is speaking to me as Aqing's father, I will not observe so many etiquettes."

"As for me, this is the first time I've seen a father come to propose to a woman. If Shen Peiqing really wants to marry me, then let him come with sincerity."

As she spoke, she withdrew her gaze this time, looked at Shen Xuan, and raised her hand to help him up.

"Also, if you really want to make up for what A-Qing owes him, why not fulfill your fatherly responsibilities to him in your final days? Don't do it through me."

Shen Xuan was stunned for a moment, then he lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while. Then Shu Lang smiled softly: "It is me, the old man, who is mean. I'm sorry, young lady. Indeed, there are some things that I have to do by myself."

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the yard with his crutches.

Rong Su looked at Shen Xuan again, looking at his slightly hunched figure, walking unsteadily, which actually made him look pitiful and vicissitudes of life.

Then, some time passed.

Rong Su naturally couldn't calculate how long it was.

During this period, she could probably see Shen Peiqing at his most relaxed state.

He would go to play chess with Shen Xuan every day. The courtyard had been abandoned for a long time, but there was still some aged tea that was still drinkable.

There is also clean water in the small well. You can use a wooden bucket to draw it up and make tea for drinking.

During the day, Shen Peiqing would get up early in the morning to practice sword and martial arts, and then two hours later he would go down to the deep pool to catch fish.

This is the most magical place. In such a tunnel, there is a deep pool with no bottom in sight, and there are actually fish.

Shen Peiqing also said that when he went down into the pond to look for a way out some time ago, he found that there was indeed a secret passage with water flowing through it. Perhaps the fish swam in from that secret passage.

Actually, it’s good to have a secret passage to get out, but that secret passage is too small and not even one person can pass through.

So now, every evening, Shen Peiqing would use the machete in the woodshed in the courtyard to chop the metal blocks beside the stone wall, hoping to use those metal blocks to make a sharper machete.

In this way, a passage that can accommodate one person can be dug out from the secret passage in the pool.

As for the afternoon, Shen Peiqing would make time to play chess and drink tea with Shen Xuan, and then put aside the previous unpleasantness and discuss some political concepts and ideas.

Seeing how harmonious the father and son were, Rong Su didn't bother them too much.

Choose to go to the small black field behind the cooking courtyard.

The soil in Kurota is fertile, and there is a pond next to it that can be used for irrigation, making it very suitable for growing things.

She once thought, how nice it would be if she could find some herbal seeds in it.

Unfortunately, this is just a fantasy. It is a miracle that there are living creatures like fish in such a secret passage.

Rong Su was looking at Kuroda and sighing, shaking his head and frowning.

Suddenly, a broad and big hand stretched out from the side, with its long, rootless fingers slightly spread out, and a bag of things was placed on the beautiful palm.

Rong Su looked over suspiciously, and seeing Shen Peiqing, she asked, "What is it?"

Shen Peiqing pursed his lips and smiled, then put his hand in front of her, motioning her to take it and open it.

He didn't say anything when asked, so Rong Su simply didn't ask any more questions. She just reached out and picked it up. When she opened it, she found that there were some herbal seeds inside.

She looked up at Shen Peiqing in surprise: "How did you get it? I didn't find any herbs here."

Seeing Rong Su happy, Shen Peiqing's mouth curled up unconsciously. He moved his feet and leaned towards her.

"The days you spent in Zhongdu were very difficult for me. You dealt a lot with herbs, so I thought, if I also carried some herbal seeds, would it mean that you were by my side?"

Rong Su felt his shoulder slowly leaning against hers. Their body temperatures seemed to seep through each other's clothes, and she could even hear each other's beating hearts.

She clutched the bag tightly in her hand and looked ahead, her eyes moving slightly. She felt indescribable joy in her heart, but the words that came out of her mouth were neither salty nor bland: "You're so smart. But I have to thank you for carrying it with me, otherwise I would have nothing to do these days."

Shen Peiqing turned to look at her, and seeing that her expression didn't seem to change, the corners of his mouth suddenly fell, and he said in a wronged tone: "Is that all I can say thank you?"

Rong Su's eyes flickered, and she tried her best to suppress the corners of her mouth that were about to turn up. She turned around and looked at him innocently: "Isn't thank you enough?"

Seeing him suddenly take another step closer, he lowered his head slightly, and his black eyes, which were as deep as a valley that could suck people in, were now staring at her. He raised his slender white hand and gently brushed away the loose hair in front of her forehead. His voice was as clear as a cold spring.

"not enough."

For some reason, when these two words sounded in her ears, she couldn't help but feel a slight itch by scratching her ears with her hands.

The warm breaths of each other can be seen through the air and gradually meet each other.

The atmosphere between them seemed to have entered an indescribable ambiguity.

He looked at her and she looked back at him. There was no other conversation. Everything was formed in this gaze.

Because Rong Su seemed to be able to see her own reflection in his eyes as deep as the night, as if his eyes could only accommodate her. She seemed to understand what the male protagonist's eyes looked like when he was devoted to the female protagonist in some storybooks.

It seemed like the way Shen Peiqing was looking at her now, she was alone and there was no room for anything else around her.

"Qing'er, today, I must beat you. I have to eat some grilled fish. I'm tired of eating steamed fish every day."

Shen Xuan's call suddenly came from the courtyard.

It invisibly awakened the two people who were looking at each other.

Rong Su immediately took a step back and kept some distance from him to avoid being caught up in the ambiguous vortex again.

I can still feel his breath now, hot like a heat wave.

Shen Peiqing looked at her slightly red cheeks, his thin lips curled up slightly, then he stretched out his finger and gently poked the back of her hand, lowering his voice and said to her: "When I defeat my father, I will make fish cakes for you to eat."

The warm touch on the back of her hand made Rong Su's slightly drooping eyelashes flutter slightly. She didn't look at Shen Peiqing, but just nodded.

Shen Peiqing smiled and turned to walk into the courtyard.

Rong Su, who was still standing there, looked up at Shen Peiqing's back, then looked down at the small bag of herbal seeds in her hand. She didn't even realize that the corners of her mouth could no longer suppress the upward curve.

The days passed quietly.

Rong Su now uses a homemade funnel filled with some small grains of sand to calculate time.

Counting it up, they have been staying in this secret palace for a whole month.

Shen Peiqing had already made the machete and would go down to the pond every evening to dig the entrance to the secret passage.

Every evening when Shen Peiqing went to the pond, Rong Su would boil a large vat of hot water so that when he came back from the pond, he could immediately soak in the hot water to avoid getting sick.

If he gets sick, there are no herbs in the secret palace that can cure him, and his life may be in danger, so she doesn't want Shen Peiqing to take this risk.

Another half month passed.

The entrance to the secret passage seemed to have been dug a lot deeper by Shen Peiqing. After a few more days of digging, it would be able to accommodate one person.

When Rong Su heard the news, she felt much happier. After all, it was a good thing to be able to leave this secret palace, and people would eventually return to the crowd.

Moreover, she still has a lot of things to do, so it is not time to retire yet.

However, just when he was about to leave, Shen Xuan suddenly fell ill, and his condition was very serious.

Shen Xuan was lying on the bed, his face pale, and he looked terminally ill.

"Father." Shen Peiqing knelt beside the bed, looking at Shen Xuan closely, his black eyes had already turned red.

Shen Xuan's pair of eyes, full of vicissitudes of life, already carried a sense of fatigue and death. He looked at Shen Peiqing like a blind person who could not focus. He stretched out his hand to Shen Peiqing tremblingly.

When Shen Peiqing saw it, he immediately raised his hand and held it. There was unspeakable grief on his cold face, and his eyes were suppressed, trying not to cry.

"Child, everyone has to leave this world eventually, just a little later or earlier. I feel like I've enjoyed what I should have enjoyed, and I have no regrets leaving now."

Shen Peiqing frowned, his eyes were red, and he was suppressing his emotions, but he seemed not to know how to speak.

His personality has always been like this, rarely showing his emotions. Even these days, when he was playing chess and talking with Shen Xuan, he rarely showed his emotions.

Shen Xuan took out something from the side and handed it to Shen Peiqing with trembling hands.

"Qing'er. I have only one wish, and that is that if you become the emperor of Beizhou, please don't kill Yu'er. Okay?"

At this time, Shen Xuan was still thinking about Shen Fengyu.

Rong Su looked at Shen Peiqing. His cold face was filled with constant sorrow. Facing Shen Xuan's request, he nodded without hesitation: "I promise you."

When Shen Xuan heard this answer, he felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. He lay heavily on the bed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, his voice becoming increasingly weak.

"...Empress, Imperial Concubine. I am coming to look for you..."

The sound of this sentence gradually faded away until Shen Xuan's hand holding Shen Peiqing's slowly and heavily fell down. The once glorious emperor of Beizhou passed away in this dark secret palace.

The entire compound was filled with a heavy sense of grief.

Rong Su watched Shen Peiqing kneeling motionlessly beside the bed for a long time, until she could feel her knees aching from standing.

Walking over and squatting, Rong Su raised her hand and gently placed it on Shen Peiqing's shoulder.

"Ah Qing. His Majesty has left. We should give him a proper farewell."

Shen Peiqing suddenly turned around, his black eyes seemed empty, and after they focused, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes. He immediately leaned his head on her shoulder, his body trembling slightly.

She knew that he had revealed his emotions after all, but he didn't want to show them, so he chose to hide them like this.

Shen Peiqing nodded silently. Rong Su couldn't help but feel sad with him. She raised her hand and gently stroked his back.

Afterwards, when Shen Peiqing's mood improved slightly, they chose an open space in the secret palace and moved Shen Xuan's body there.

There was still a lot of firewood in the firewood room in the yard, so we moved some of it over.

Shen Peiqing stood in front of the firewood pile holding a burning torch, staring at Shen Xuan's body which had fallen into a deep sleep.

After a while, he walked over slowly. His hands seemed to tremble slightly. The torch left a desolate arc in the air and collided with the pile of firewood in a moment.

A raging fire burned on the firewood pile, and the thick smoke rushed to the top of the wall and spread in all directions.

Rong Su looked at Shen Peiqing standing there motionless, his black eyes red, staring at the place where the fire was burning.

The bones burned until only gray ashes remained on the ground. Shen Peiqing's face was calm, but his black eyes were still blank, without a trace of light.

Shen Peiqing walked over, picked up the grayish-white ashes bit by bit with his hands, and placed them reverently in a wooden box.

Seeing him like this, Rong Su felt very uncomfortable and distressed for him, but she felt that no matter what she said now, it would be powerless. It would be better to give him some space to calm down.

So she chose to stand aside and accompany him quietly.

After packing up the ashes, Shen Peiqing returned to the room carrying the wooden box and asked in a calm tone to stay in the room for a while.

Rong Su naturally wouldn't stop him, she understood how he felt at the moment.

The night passed like that. The next morning, Rong Su went to the kitchen and made a bowl of fish porridge using the fish that Shen Peiqing had caught earlier.

Just as he was about to hand it to him, he saw Shen Peiqing walking out of the room with a machete in his hand.

When Rong Su saw this, she walked over and asked, "Are you going to the pond now?"

When Shen Peiqing saw her, his cold expression softened considerably. He smiled and said, "Well. It's time for us to leave here."

Seeing him smiling, Rong Su actually understood that he was only pretending to be fine on the surface, but the pain in his heart still existed.

"Okay. But you should eat something first. You haven't eaten since last night. You won't be able to hold on when you go into the water." Rong Su walked up to Shen Peiqing with fish porridge and looked at him with worry.

Shen Peiqing met her gaze, then looked at the bowl of fish porridge in her hand. Finally, he chose to put down the machete in his hand, sat down and finished his fish porridge before going into the water.

Next, for several days, Shen Peiqing went to the pond day and night to dig a secret passage.

Rong Su sometimes saw him coming back from the pond alone and then returning to the room. His back was like a bright moon suddenly covered with dust, dim and without luster.

She was very worried and also discovered one thing. One night when she got up to go to the toilet, she saw Shen Peiqing sitting alone in the yard, holding a chess piece in his hand, and looking dazed.

After calculating the time, she knew it must be very late.

This means that Shen Peiqing didn't sleep all night.

The next day, we went into the pond at the same time.

I’m afraid Shen Peiqing will ruin his health like this.

Rong Su decided to give him acupuncture and let him rest.