Zhuge Congrong and Shu'er and their entourage were escorted by dozens of carefully selected guards from the palaces of Chu and Zhao. They successfully crossed the desert, entered Jinyang Pass in the east, passed through Chenjing Wucheng, and finally arrived at Pingliang, the capital of Zhao.

In Pingliang City, thousands of families celebrated, and Ninghe Palace was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.

At the warm invitation of King Zhao and Princess Zhao, Shu'er decided to temporarily settle down in Ninghe Palace and wait until the harsh winter before returning to Chu State.

Shu'er couldn't see the excitement, but could hear the bustle of the people around her with laughter and laughter.

There was only one person, although she was with her from the Mobei Royal Court to the Zhao Palace in Pingliang, but he never said a word and was as quiet as a shadow. She knew that it was Dr. Luo who was suffering from mute disease and was invited by Cai'er.

Healed her eyes.

After surviving the turmoil and finally returning to a familiar place, she decided to have a good talk with Dr. Luo.

Dr. Luo would diagnose her pulse every day and watch her drink a bowl of soup before leaving in silence. Today, she did not drink the medicine happily, but just took a sip, closed her eyes and said, "Dr. Luo, I want to talk to you.

Say a few words."

Zhuge stood calmly and quietly in front of Shu'er.

Shu'er said: "You don't have to be afraid of King Chu. Even if my eyes can't be cured, I won't let him punish you. You are still young, so you should think about the long term and not waste your time on my incurable disease."

.If you want to leave, you can do so at any time, and I will give you a large sum of money for your consultation."

Zhuge calmly gathered up the broken hair on Shu'er's temples and tucked it behind her ears.

Shu'er coughed lightly, sat back a little, and said in a calm tone: "Actually, I understand your intention, but I can't accept it. It's not because you are young, nor because of the huge difference in status between you and me."

Zhuge's calm sigh fell into Shu'er's ears.

Shu'er said: "When I was young, I met a dazzling person. Probably because I used all my eyes to look at him, and when I ran out of eyes, I couldn't see. So my eye disease should be incurable.

disease."

Zhuge calmly listened to Xiao En repeat these words, and knew at that time that the speaker was referring to Liu Jing, King of Song Dynasty.

He thought that Shu'er held a high position and always spoke to the point. For this reason, she had no mercy for "Dr. Luo" who admired her, so he picked up the medicine bowl and handed it to her hand, wanting to

End this embarrassment as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, Shu'er took a sip of the soup and put the medicine bowl back to its original place.

She continued: "You know, when a person dies, you will forget his bad things and only remember his good things. What's more, he didn't have any bad things during his lifetime. The dead and living people in my heart are

Nothing can compare to it. Dr. Luo, you are a young and promising boy, I can't let you go wrong."

Zhuge Congrong wanted to wait for Shu'er to finish drinking the medicine and then leave, but at this time he was a little shaken. Dead person? Could it be that Shu'er was not talking about Liu Jing, but Lin Ying?

When Shu'er heard that Dr. Luo was still standing there, he had to speak more clearly: "Have you ever heard of King Liu Rong of Qi? You should know that he was my husband who died young. After his death, outside

There are a lot of rumors about me and others. Maybe these rumors make you think, I still need a man by my side, right?

But those rumors were just ignored by me to protect myself. In my heart, there was only one husband from beginning to end.

I said there is nothing wrong with him. Everyone in the world knows that, and you can't refute it, right? Regardless of talent, martial arts, background, or appearance, he is the best.

But that is for the world, not for me.

He left me for the sake of righteousness, broke his promise to me for the sake of righteousness, and was able to take care of the affairs of the world but only care about me, which is a betrayal.

However, this is the case with everyone I trust. It is commonplace and I don’t blame him.

It was only him that I never complained about.

Dr. Luo, please give up this thought. Don't compete with a person who has been dead for many years, and don't try to awaken a heart that has been dead for many years."

Zhuge calmly looked down at her, his eyes filled with endless tenderness.

He handed the medicine bowl to Shu'er again, watching her stubbornly and decisively drink the bitter soup in one gulp.

He wanted to recognize her immediately and admit his mistake to her, but not at this time, otherwise it would definitely damage the efficacy of the medicine.

He traveled all over the world and prepared this medicine for two years. He could not let all his efforts go to waste. Now everything is ready, all he needs is the introduction of the medicine.

…

In Pingliang City in the depth of winter, the night sky is like ink and everything is silent.

In the quiet night, suddenly there was a loud roar of gongs and drums.

The allied armies of Chu, Zhou, Song and Zhao returned triumphantly, and there was another feast in Pingliang Palace.

Before waiting for the court meeting in the future, King Zhao had already ordered people to reward their merits at this grand banquet. Among the armies of Zhao and Song, regardless of the former Zhao, Song, Chen, and Shu, all those who had made military exploits would be rewarded.

Get promoted to an official position.

Even the generals of the Chu and Zhou allied forces were rewarded by King Zhao.

After hearing the names of more than a hundred meritorious officials, Shu'er couldn't help but be confused and asked Mo Huantan, who was sitting next to him: "Didn't Mr. Zhou Wen, named 'Zhao Chi', sent by King Zhao, have made any meritorious service? Qingyu and Yifeng

The rapid capture of the Royal Court was thanks to Mr. Zhao who had figured out the defenses there in advance. And Ling Fei's ability to stop the reinforcements from the south was also due to Mr. Zhao. Or was he unwilling to accept the reward?

"

Mo Wangtan naturally knew that the "Mr. Zhao" mentioned by Shu'er was Liu Jing, the King of Song Dynasty, but Shu'er was not sure whether Mo Wangtan knew it.

Mo Huantan helped Shu'er leave the table. The two of them walked to a quiet place outside the palace, and then he replied: "The King of Song did not come back."

Shu'er's heart trembled: "What?"

Mo Huantan put it more bluntly: "The King of Song died in battle, so he could not come back."

Shu'er opened her eyes blankly, her voice trembling slightly: "Did anyone in the Chu-Zhao allied army... recognize him?"

"It was the Rong people who killed him. In the last fierce battle at the foot of Tianmang Mountain, if General Ling hadn't fought to save his life, no one would have recognized him as the King of Song."

"Where is Ling Fei? I want to ask him..."

"Just now, General Ling was granted the title of Duke Zhongyong of Zhao Song. It was... after his death."

Shu'er remained silent for a long time before murmuring: "Did King Song... say anything at the end?"

Mo Wangtan's voice was unusually cold: "No."

Shu'er's feet were unsteady, she took a step back, fell into the snow, and leaned against the cold palace wall.

Her mind went blank and her eyes were still dark.

She seemed to hear familiar footsteps walking towards her, mixed with the sound of bamboo sticks touching the ground, but she couldn't remember exactly who helped her back to the dormitory in a daze that night.

There were several heaters in the dormitory, but Shu'er still felt cold, so he asked Yan Qing to get some jugs of wine.

She backed away and drank a lot of wine alone. The strong alcohol entered her throat, but it was tasteless.

Shu'er thought that the reason Liu Jing didn't say goodbye to her before leaving was because this was just another war that he was confident about. When Wolf City fell and the soldiers went west, Liu Jing would come back with another identity.

I never thought that last year's snowy night by the river would be the last time the two of them had a good conversation.

She remembered that at that time, he protected her from the cold wind in Mobei, and his voice was gentle but firm: "Without the title of King of Song, I only belong to you. From now on, you can put all your resentment and self-blame away."

Take it out on me and I will atone for your sins!"

Brother, you lied to me again. For so many years, I have hated you, blamed you, and ignored you because I know you are still alive! In fact, I have always had a lot to say to you, and I also want to hear what you have to say about your passing years.

The past, but...it's not that we don't want to, it's that we can't.

But now, it can no longer be the case.

…

After a night of hangover, Shu'er had many intermittent dreams. The next day when she woke up hazy, Zhuge Calmly came in with medicine.

Shu'er asked: "Is it a medicine for sobering up or treating eyes?"

Zhuge calmly knocked the ground twice with his bamboo stick, which meant: "Sober up."

Shu'er drank it all in one gulp and said distantly: "Thank you very much."

Zhuge calmly looked at Shu'er's eyes carefully and found that there was no redness or swelling, so he went out to find Yan Qing and Yan Xiu and wrote to them on paper: "Your Highness didn't cry last night?"

Yan Qing said: "I didn't cry, I just drank a lot of wine and fell asleep when I was drunk."

Zhuge calmly wrote: "The King of Song died in battle, why didn't she shed a single tear?"

Yan Xiu was indignant: "When the late king was laid to rest, our highness couldn't bear to cry. King Song should have died, so why should she cry?"

Zhuge calmly paused and wrote: "The medicine has been taken, and if you cry a lot, the eye disease can be cured."

Yan Qing and Yan Xiu looked at each other in confusion before they understood Dr. Luo's intention in asking about this matter.

Yan Qing explained: "Doctor Luo must not have known that since the death of the late king, our Highness has never shed a tear. It is like being cursed and turned into a cold-hearted stone."

Zhuge calmly wrote: "Holding tears when sad is harmful to the heart and lungs. This curse must be broken."

Yan Xiudao: "We also know that this is not good, but there is a reason why the late king forced others to make things difficult."

Zhuge calmly wrote anxiously: "No matter what the reason is, it must be solved! She has a deep relationship with King Song. If the news of King Song's death cannot make her shed tears, I'm afraid she will never be able to cure her eyes in her lifetime."

Yan Qing said: "But why do I feel that Your Highness has never wanted to talk to King Song? Doesn't it matter to her that King Song is dead? Maybe we should talk to her about King Qi and the late king?"

Zhuge calmly wrote: "The deaths of others are all old things and will not make her cry anymore. You still have to talk to her more about King Song in the past few days, and be sure to shed tears. The tears will expel the blind poison, so that His Highness can see her again.

bright."

Yan Xiu had an idea: "I have a way! Come with me." Then she hurriedly led the way back to her residence.
To be continued...