sinovels Chapter 98 [2 more]
Chapter 98 [2 more]
"You are."
Qiu Che said: "You still owe me a competition, and you are all before I win you."
Hearing the word owe, Lian Shen narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a while, raised his hand to catch the sword.
The white undershirt slid down with his movements, and the bruises on the back of his right hand and a few hideous scratches on his forearm were particularly eye-catching.
There is no callus on this hand, the wrist is thin and the wrist bone is protruding.
The moment he held the sword, Qiu Che let go, Lian Shenwei exerted force subconsciously, but the tendons in his hand suddenly felt severe pain, he let go, and the Cangshan sword hit his legs covered with quilts.
"……Feel sorry."
Lian Shenwei quickly regained consciousness, "I just woke up, I have no energy."
Whether it was due to Qiu Cheng's death for him, or the relationship between him and Qiu Che, who was half rival and half best friend, he didn't want Qiu Che to know his current situation, and he didn't want to see pity and sympathy in his eyes .
Lian Shenwei covered his right hand, coughed a few times, and moved the Cangshan Sword to the inside of the bed.
Ever since Qiu Che came in, his brows had never been loosened, "How did your body become like this?"
Even if it is poisoned, it will not become so thin all of a sudden.
Lian Shen smiled: "It's nothing, just treat me as me, you haven't eaten well these years."
Qiu Che was silent for a moment, and sat on a chair next to him, "Regent of the Dasheng Dynasty, is the food so poor?"
Lian Shen smiled lightly, and looked at Mingzhu.
Mingzhu: "This subordinate didn't tell him your identity."
Qiu Che: "I know it myself."
"Many people outside are looking for you with portraits. It should be the order of the Duke of the East Palace. I saw the portraits. Although there are some changes from previous years, people who are familiar with you can recognize you at a glance."
It had been many years since Qiu Che had said so many words at once, so he paused for a moment.
Before he found Xi Mian, he had met the prince, and the prince admitted that it was Xi Mian who saved him, but apparently he didn't know that Xi Mian and the regent were the same person.
Qiu Che: "I guess you saved the crown prince by hiding your identity because you didn't want him to know that you are the regent. Fortunately, you have never shown your true face in the world, otherwise in Jinling, your identity will definitely not be concealed."
Few people know that Xi Mian is the second son of Fudu Villa who has never seen outsiders. He is one of them. Apart from him, there are Uncle Feng and Feng Ke who know this identity and are still alive.
The rest, he did not understand.
Lian Shen frowned slightly, "Mingzhu, is my token still with you?"
Ming Zhu nodded: "Yes."
She protected that finger very well.
"Take it and go to the people sent by the prince here, tell them to put away the portrait immediately, and say that I am safe and there is no need to look for it again."
"And tell them you're here?"
Lian Shen shook his head slightly, "You just said that I was stabbed by an assassin and I am recuperating now. When I leave Jinling, I will go back."
It is not a good thing that so many people are looking for his portrait.
The people who knew him are almost gone now, and his appearance is slightly different now than when he was a teenager, but if someone recognizes him, and the Beiyi people behind the scenes know, there will probably be another disturbance.
"Understood, the subordinate will come back as soon as possible, the porridge is on the table, remember to drink it."
After Ming Zhu gave the order, he took the order to go, and there were only the two of them left in the room.
Lian Shenwei sighed silently, gathered up some strength, sat upright with difficulty, and said to Qiu Che: "Since you know, you can ask whatever you want."
Qiu Che: "Your body..."
Lian Shenwei didn't want to talk too much: "My body is very good."
Chou Che paused for a moment, "Why did you get involved with the royal family?"
Because of his ancestors, he didn't have a good impression of the court, and he remembered that Xi Mian was also very disliked by the court.When looking for someone these years, he kept looking for places far away from the imperial court, but he never expected to keep missing him like this.
Back then, chasing and killing Zhuoyueliu was for revenge, but now Xi Mian is in the royal family, so does the matter of Fudu Villa have anything to do with the royal family?
Apart from this, he couldn't think of any other reason.
It is said in the world that the regent is so powerful that he and the little prince should be at odds with each other, but Xi Mian tried his best to save the little prince.This is not in line with Ximian's temperament and style.
If it really has something to do with the massacre at Fudu Mountain Villa, then it has something to do with Qiu Cheng, he is not a curious person, it is related to his brother, he must ask clearly.
Lian Shenwei: "Prince Jingjue...he is sister's child, my only relative in this world."
"But he doesn't know who I am."
Qiu Che did have the right to know about this matter, and Lian Shenwei was not worried about him talking nonsense, so he briefly explained his relationship with Jing Jue in a few words.
"No wonder."
Lian Shenwei was curious: "No wonder what?"
"He doesn't like you. Your whereabouts are unknown. He only left some people to look for him. He brought others to Jinling by himself. He doesn't care about your life or death."
Lian Shenwei said: "I don't care, the most he can do is kill me, but when that day comes, it means that he has become a qualified emperor, and I can let go and go back to the rivers and lakes."
After everything was over, he took good care of his health, and built a bamboo house in the bamboo forest not far from the villa, completely retiring.
Qiu Che thought for a while: "That child vaguely resembles you."
Nephew Uncle Xiao.
"Really?"
"Ah."
Lian Shenwei was delighted to hear that, and coughed lightly on his lips, with a pure smile in his eyes: "He doesn't look like Sister."
Looking at his appearance, Qiu Che thought, the little prince is actually a bit like Xing Mian ten years ago, he can't see half of the former vitality from the current regent of the Dasheng Dynasty.
He didn't say this, but instead said: "Tomorrow is June [-]nd, are you still going to Fudu Villa?"
Lian Shenwei: "Are you going?"
Qiu Che: "I go there every year to wait for you."
"..." Lian Shen opened his mouth slightly, but didn't know what to say.
He didn't know what kind of mood Chou Che had when he went to Fudu Villa, where his younger brother died.
Chou Che didn't resent him, he knew it, but it was because he didn't resent that he felt guilty and owed irreparably.
In order to avoid someone finding out his identity, Lian Shenwei seldom has anything to do with Fudu Villa these years, and rarely leaves the capital.
The worship and sweeping during the New Year and festivals are assisted by the Feng family and those people from the rivers and lakes who have been favored by the villa.
With so much blood on his hands, he had already expelled himself from the Lian family. According to the family training, he was not qualified to personally worship the dead.
"I'm not going, and I can't go."
Lian Shenwei lowered his eyes: "It's difficult to get out of bed, how did I go so far."
Qiu Che: "If you want to go, I'll hire a carriage and take you there."
"Obviously I want to go, why not go."
Lian Shen smiled and shook his head: "I didn't really think about it. It's been ten years. Things have changed. It was a sad place. I don't even have time to forget it."
Qiu Che glanced at him, then stood up, handed him the warm porridge on the table, then turned and left.
Lian Shenwei was stunned holding the porridge: "Where are you going?"
Qiu Che carried his Infinite Sword on his back, without looking back: "Buy tomorrow's sacrifice."
The temperature of the porridge in the bowl was just right, Lian Shenwei scooped it up with a spoon a few times, and he was concentrating.
After a while, he calmly sipped a small spoonful of porridge.
The rice in this porridge is soft and rotten, which is easy to digest. Lian Shenwei has no appetite, but he needs to supplement nutrition before bloodletting, so he is used to forcing himself to eat.
Suppressing the nausea, he took a few mouthfuls, and suddenly covered his lips and coughed. After coughing for a long time, his lungs were numb.
He put down his hand after coughing, but sporadic scarlet blood appeared on his palm.
Lian Shen was slightly taken aback.