The prince is seriously ill

Chapter 39 The Wind and Rain Are Coming

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Shen Jun moved his body, walked slowly in front of Ji Fuchen, thought for a while and said, "Fuchen, let me ask you a few questions, and you answer me truthfully."

Ji Fuchen nodded.

"How did you meet Hua Nu?"

Ji Fuchen met his slightly squinted eyes, and he suddenly realized that among the dozen or so people present, perhaps only this one person sincerely helped him.Thinking of this, Ji Fuchen cooperated and said: "He is a criminal committed by the imperial court. Many years ago, when the villain was in trouble, he had some relationship with my family. I didn't know that he was also in the Shen family. I just happened to meet him today. Looking for him to resolve the grievances and grievances of childhood, who knows that he actually..."

Shen Jun said: "What evidence do you have for saying that he is a prisoner from the imperial court? He is dead now, and Fuchen spouts blood like blood. I'm afraid he will die without proof."

"The flower slave you are talking about is not actually called Wang Fugui. His real name is Yang Huanzhong. He was a palace guard ten years ago. Because he committed a crime later, he absconded in fear of crime and disappeared for many years. If my wife doesn't believe it, you can send someone Go check it out. And he also knows martial arts, not just a flower slave."

Mother Shen raised her head, fixed her eyes on him, and said sharply: "You said he was a palace guard, how did you know?"

"To tell the truth from my wife, the villain is originally from the capital city. My father had some family assets in the capital before his death. He and Guard Yang are also old acquaintances, so I know this."

What Shen's mother wanted to say, but Shen Jun stepped forward and said: "In this way, this person is indeed suspicious. However, I don't remember when the Shen family took in an anonymous flower slave, mother, this person was recruited by you Is it?"

Mother Shen froze for a moment, then shook her head.

"It's neither me nor mother, so who could it be?" Shen Jun said, turning his head to look at the person who had been bowing his head in silence, "Boss Yang, what do you think?"

When Director Yang heard his name, he raised his head subconsciously, looked left and right, coughed lightly, walked up to Shen Jun, and said in a deep voice: "As you expected, the villain did indeed recruit him. The villain sees It's not easy for him to be an old man, so he decided to keep him. At the beginning when he said that his name was Wang Fugui, the villain took it seriously. Who knew that it was just a pseudonym, let alone that he was still a prisoner of the court. Yes The villain has no eyes, but the villain is willing to be punished."

Shen's mother took a deep look at her son, he brought the topic here with an obvious purpose, to help Ji Fuchen escape.Manager Yang is my man, even if he commits a crime, I won't make it hard for him.But if both of them have serious responsibilities, I'm afraid it won't make sense for me to punish Manager Yang a little, but punish Ji Fuchen a lot.

Shen's mother glanced at Ji Fuchen, who was bowing his head in silence, then at Director Yang, who was also bowing his head, and finally fixed her gaze on her son: "How does Jun'er plan to deal with them?"

"The dead are the big ones. Go hide. You go and take care of his funeral. Although he is a drinking criminal, after all, he has lived here for many years, and there is no one in the Shen family. Don't worry about what he should have. The Shen family Do not treat the servants badly."

Shen Jun paused, and then said: "As for Ji Fuchen and Manager Yang, one shouldn't have killed someone in Shen's residence, and the other shouldn't have hidden the court's prisoner, since both of them were unintentional mistakes. Each of them will be given [-] slaps as a punishment. Mother, do you think this is feasible?"

Shen's mother closed her eyes and sighed: "Forget it, let's do as you say."

Shen Jun nodded, seeing Shen's mother's tired face, turned around and helped Shen's mother to leave without looking at Ji Fuchen.

After half a column of incense.

After being hit by thirty boards solidly, the pants were immediately stained with blood.Ji Fuchen reluctantly got down from the bench, picked up the crutches that had fallen on the ground, and tore at the wound with large movements. Dots of new blood came out and spread round and round, staining his clothes bright red.He tensed his body and stood up straight. After his body got used to the pain, he walked back to the west courtyard without saying a word.

When he came to the table, Ji Fuchen poured a glass of water and drank it down, moistened his dry lips, then bent down slowly, and found a bottle of golden sore medicine from the cabinet.Suddenly, he stared at the golden sore medicine in his hand without moving. He didn't know what he was thinking, and gradually clenched his hands, evoking a sarcastic smile.

The wound was no longer bleeding, and the blood clots clotted into a ball, firmly sticking to the pants.He took a deep breath, pulled off his underwear suddenly, his lips trembled, the wound was torn apart by force, and blood began to ooze out again.

Since he couldn't see behind his eyes, he could only tilt his head and apply the golden sore medicine on the wound. After spreading the ointment evenly, he lay down as if collapsed.

Eyelids are getting heavier...

In a daze, he dreamed and dreamed, and even forgot where he was.

Barely raised his head, the towering trees covered the top of his head in darkness, the dark branches and leaves isolated from the sunlight, the cool wind blew past, and the dusty leaves all rustled loudly.

He was dizzy, and he couldn't remember why he came here.

Looking around blankly, there is nothing but dense trees and thorns entangled with branches.Where is this?Ji Fuchen frowned and thought deeply, why is there not even a road here?Just as he was engrossed in his thoughts, the surrounding trees fluttered violently as if they had grown wings. After a while of confusion, the trees moved to both sides, making way for a narrow path.

Ji Fuchen couldn't help walking towards the path, suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise, his footsteps stopped in place as if he was nailed, and he fixed his eyes on a white figure not far away.The white shadow kept walking forward, and it was about to disappear. He didn't care about pulling away the barb in front of his eyes, and followed with his heart pounding.

Bai Yingying walked faster and faster, he chased more and more anxiously, panting sharply with his mouth wide open.

Sweat ran down his neck, and he yelled with great effort, one after another, but it was as if someone had strangled his throat, and he couldn't make any sound.

He screamed anxiously, but remained silent.But at this moment, as if Bai Yingying had heard his call, he stopped in his tracks, turned his back to him, and turned his head quietly.

It's her, it's really her!She came to see me!

He stared at her fixedly, but her face seemed to be covered with a veil, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see her features clearly at all.But he knew that she was his mother, and she was the concubine Xian who cruelly left him behind.It's been so many years, and once she went to No Sound, she was so stingy that she didn't even want to entrust a dream to herself.

"Mother, you finally came to see Yu'er." Ji Fuchen looked at Bai Ying dazedly, his eyes were blurred with tears, and he murmured with red eyes.

Bai Yingying looked at him from afar, condescending, without saying a word, with an untouchable alienation from him.The surrounding wind was blowing gloomyly.Suddenly, the white shadow smiled miserably and let out a shrill scream. A hideous knife cut suddenly appeared on the originally fair and thin neck, blood spurted out from the big mouth, and the white shadow instantly turned blood red.

Ji Fuchen watched all this in horror, as if returning to the nightmare ten years ago.He stretched out his hand in pain, and rushed over desperately, trying to grab something, but unfortunately, his hands and feet seemed to be bound by two iron chains, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

He went back to ten years ago again, and he saw the Concubine Xian in red clothes fell silently on the ground, bright red blood oozed from her neck, fainted around, mixed with the sand and stones on the ground, and gradually became pale. Dirty and black.

A man in a yellow robe appeared, stepped on the black blood, and walked away...

Suddenly, everything gradually drifted away, and finally dissipated like a puff of smoke. When he opened his eyes again, he returned to the trees.

Not far away, Bai Ying held a blood-red waterfall around his neck, looking at him with a sinister smile.

Ji Fuchen covered his eyes with his hands, trembling uncontrollably.

You are blaming me!I know you are blaming me!I'm useless, I still can't avenge us, I'm useless!Mother, please give me just a little more time, please!His strength seemed to be exhausted, and his legs fell to the ground weakly.I will get back what that person owes us, double it!Thinking of that person, Ji Fuchen's eyes turned red, and he was filled with overwhelming anger. He felt as if his heart was about to explode...

At this moment, a domineering true energy came from the Lingtai, and he seemed to hear a familiar voice calling him...

Shen Jun originally came to see how he was hurt, but he heard him yelling as soon as he arrived at the door.He couldn't hear his name clearly, but he saw that he was covered in cold sweat, his body kept moving, his hands were clenched into fists, and his chest heaved sharply.Shen Jun's expression froze, he quickly stepped forward to hold his hand, and softly called his name.

It's just that the person on the bed turned a deaf ear to him, probably hearing his voice, frowning even tighter, and flailing his hands wildly, as if eager to break free from his shackles.

Seeing that he was having a deep nightmare, Shen Jun gently stroked his face, but unexpectedly, the tentacles were all wet.

At this time, he finally heard what he was muttering clearly. He heard him calling for his mother, his voice was full of tears, suppressing pain, as if he wanted to use hoarse and affectionate calls to stop the dreamlike dream. A fleeting warmth.

Shen Jun withdrew his hand in surprise, wiped the tears in his palm, stared at him deeply, after a while, sighed softly, gathered his inner strength in his palm, pressed against his altar, and slowly poured it into his body...

The chaotic breath gradually calmed down, Ji Fuchen opened his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously jumped up from the bed in an instant, but his body was held down first.

"It's me," Shen Jun said softly, as if comforting a child who was upset.

Ji Fuchen was stunned for a moment, and the hatred that was on the verge of eruption was covered by the sudden recovery of reason, and he retreated into the invisible black abyss again.The red tide faded from the eyes, and the consciousness gradually became clear.

Shen Jun got up and lit a candle, then turned back and sat on the edge of the bed.The candlelight flickered slightly, and the two remained relatively silent.Ji Fuchen glanced over suddenly, smiled hoarsely and said, "I dreamed about my mother, and she gave me the dream."

Shen Jun was slightly surprised, he probably didn't expect him to say this, he just listened quietly, afraid that his hard-won confession would be interrupted by any random movement.

"Tell me why she is so cruel. She knows that I miss her very much, but she just doesn't want to see me, even in a dream." Ji Fuchen thumped his head hard, "I can't remember what she looks like anymore. It's so bad, I can't remember what she looks like even though I have a headache."

Shen Jun grabbed his hand and said softly: "Didn't she drag the dream to you?"

Ji Fuchen signed Zheng, but smiled wryly: "Yes, she finally came to see me. I knew she was blaming me. I haven't done what I promised her, so it's no wonder she has been refusing to see me."

"Stupid," Shen Jun scolded softly, "it's too late for her to love you, how could she blame you? Believe me, no matter what you did or what you didn't do, she will never blame you."

"Why?"

"Didn't you say that she is your mother?"

Mother won't blame her child?Ji Fuchen showed a self-deprecating smile.

Shen Jun felt that his smile was very dazzling, and seeing that he stopped talking, he said again: "Even in Fuchen's dream, your mother is really blaming you, but it's just her in your eyes, that's not the real her. Does Fuchen really blame you?" Don't you hear that you think about it every day and dream at night? You dream that she blames you, but it's actually..."

"What is it?" Seeing him stop, Ji Fuchen frowned and asked.

"It's just that Fuchen is blaming himself."

Shen Jun saw that his face was gloomy, and expected to mention his pain, he held his hand tightly and said, "I don't know why you are blaming yourself, I just don't want to watch you sink into your own demons The dead are gone, death is like a lamp going out, so Fuchen has to look away."

Hearing this, Ji Fuchen was stunned, staring blankly at the burning candles bit by bit, and muttered to himself: "People die like lights go out?" He stared at the light smoke above the candle light, and saw it slowly Ascension, finally dissipated in mid-air, no trace to be found, the panic in the eyes instantly magnified, sat up suddenly from the bed, even forgot the pain in the buttocks, shook his head and said: "Impossible! How can death be like a lamp going out! "

"If the lights go out, where should I go to find her?"

"If you have her in your heart, she will live in your heart forever."

Ji Fuchen opened his eyes, sat with his eyes open, stayed there for a while, and then smiled miserably: "You are right, as long as you live in my heart, you will never be wiped out."

Shen Jun glanced at him, opened his mouth several times to say something again, but stopped silently, and finally said: "Life is short, I hope you can live happily, let the past let it pass."

Ji Fuchen met his gaze, but couldn't help but look away, "I'm sleepy, my lord, please go back."

He turned over with great effort, and finally felt the piercing pain in his buttocks.

Shen Jun didn't move away halfway, and lightly tapped his acupoints. Under his warning eyes, he slowly took off his pants...