If it is true as speculated, a marriage has led to the sorrow of three people.
Then, it's really your fault.
"Brother Eleven, I was so angry just now, do you blame me?"
Qin Ci squeezed out a wry smile on his pale face: "Brother Emperor, I have dug such a big trap with only a hundred troops. You are already very merciful."
"If you are not punished, I am afraid that the civil and military officials will not agree if you return to the imperial capital."
He was sincere and didn't mind at all.
This made Qin Yun even more confused.
What kind of person is my eleventh brother?
Gu Yahe, is he innocent or did he do it intentionally?
After a moment of silence, Qin Yun decided to talk!
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he looked directly into King Shunxun's eyes.
"Brother Eleven, you and I are brothers and sisters from the same mother. There should be no barriers between us."
"Now that eldest brother wants you to tell the truth, do you resent me?"
Qin Ci's eyes flickered for a moment.
He was surprised and said: "Brother Emperor, how can we start talking about this?"
Qin Yun looked at him and said: "If you have anything to say, we two brothers will discuss it today. I can assure you that I will not blame you."
"Here today, there are only elder brothers and younger brothers, no monarchs or ministers!"
Shunxun Wang Qinci looked at him: "Brother Emperor, are you suspecting that I have treasonous intentions?"
Qin Yun shook his head: "No!"
"I believe in my own vision, you are not that kind of person."
Qin Ci said: "In this case, why does the emperor need to ask?"
Qin Yun pondered.
Suddenly he said: "I already know that you have a deceased childhood sweetheart."
Hear the words!
Shunxun Wang Qinci's eyes suddenly changed.
He frowned, and there was a hint of pain on his resolute face that he didn't want to mention!
When Qin Yun saw this, he sighed inwardly, fearing that his guess was right.
The deceased woman had a huge impact on him, and he couldn't let it go after so many years.
The atmosphere was dead silent.
In the room, no one spoke for a long time.
Later, Qin Cicai said quietly: "It's all over."
Qin Yun didn't know what to say and hesitated: "Is her death related to my original engagement?"
Qin Ci was silent.
There was a trace of sadness in his eyes. This was the first time for this handsome and steady young prince to show such a look.
…
Two hours later.
Qin Yun followed him to the hills outside Youzhou City.
There is a clear stream here, and beside the stream is a clean tombstone with unrotted tributes on it.
Five meters away from the tomb is a small cottage.
Qin Yun dismounted.
Shunxun Wang Qinci stood side by side with him, looking at the tombstone sadly.
A gust of wind blew, bringing with it an infinite loneliness, as if his whole person was filled with depression, which could not be faked.
"This is Wei Hongyin's tomb."
"She has been dead for many years."
Hearing this, Qin Yun frowned and sighed.
Then he stepped forward, lowered his status, and took the initiative to offer some incense.
After finishing, gently back away.
He just said in a deep voice: "It's my fault for beating up the mandarin ducks with a stick."
"No!"
Qin Ci shook his head, his noble face expressionless.
"Her death has nothing to do with you."
"Hong Yin's temper was too fierce, so she chose to commit suicide. Later, it became a threshold that I couldn't cross."
He raised his head to the sky and exhaled a breath.
It is difficult to see such an old and lonely look from a young and prosperous prince.
"If I blamed you, I wouldn't have brought you here."
"Brother Emperor, you don't have to think too much. There is nothing wrong with your finger-licking."
Qin Yun turned to look at him, his eyes twinkling.
Is this really the case?
Qin Ci turned around and looked at him calmly, as if to prove that he had never been resentful because of these things.
They looked at each other for a long time.
Qin Yun then retracted his gaze and said: "Let what's gone pass by. If you can't put it down, you won't be like me, the prince of the Great Xia Dynasty."
"People always have to look forward."
"I miss Miss Wei, and I definitely don't want you to be like this, right?"
Qin Ci grinned and showed a bright smile, but there was a hint of heartache in the brightness.
He looked at the tombstone with gentle eyes and spoke softly.
"All the countries in the world, for thousands of generations, Hongyin is Hongyin, there is only one!"
Hearing this, Qin Yun's body was shaken!
What kind of man is this?
Not even yin and yang can take away his love. That girl must have been beautiful when she was alive, right?
Qin Yun was speechless and didn't know how to persuade him, because when his feelings had reached this point, it would be a kind of blasphemy to persuade him.
Moreover, I am not suitable for persuasion.
He opened his mouth and said after a long time: "What about Sister Situ?"
"She gave you a child."
The python robe given by Qin rolled around, and his hair was blown away, and he sighed: "Situ Jing is good at everything, impeccable, but there is only one flaw."
"She is not Wei Hongyin."
Qin Yun was moved, what a shortcoming that makes people sigh.
But emotional things are indeed like this.
then.
Qin Ci said calmly: "Brother Emperor, actually, that child is not Situ Jing's."
Hearing this, Qin Yun's eyes widened and he looked in shock.
He blurted out: "It belongs to Wei Hongyin?!"
Qin Ci nodded.
Suddenly, he was dumbfounded.
In other words, Wei Hongyin committed suicide after giving birth to a child and learning that her betrothed was going to marry the daughter of a wealthy family.
No wonder Qin Ci couldn't let it go after so many years.
It's no wonder that there is always a lack of color in Situ Jing's eyes.
In this past incident, the three people were all victims, interpreting their own sorrows in different trajectories, but they had no choice!
Qin Yun was silent for a long time.
The original owner of the body, that is, himself, had a selfish motive for the marriage, to win over the powerful!
Such a result made him feel guilty.
"Brother Eleven, is there anything I can do to compensate you?"
"If I can, I'm willing to make up for it. I just hope you won't have any grudges about it." He looked closely.
Qin Ci just grinned, seemingly relieved, but actually sentimental.
"No need, brother. You can be the emperor of Great Xia, make the country strong and the people have enough food and clothing. This is my greatest wish."
"Some things are fate."
Hearing this, Qin Yun felt even more guilty!
Such a younger brother knows Dali and is loyal to the country, but he still doubts him.
"Okay, I promise you!"
"Be the king of a country and I will not let you down."
"We two brothers, work together to bring Daxia back to glory." Qin Yun stretched out a hand.
Qin Ci slowly shook his fist with him, smiled forcefully at the corner of his mouth, and had a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
But in the end, he still didn't speak.
It took a while for the incense to burn.
Qin Yun left.
King Shunxun Qin Ci did not leave and stayed in front of the tombstone for a long time.
The cool breeze blows, blowing up a layer of tender green.
This spring, when the flowers are blooming, is not so warm, but rather desolate.
Qin Ci murmured to himself, his eyes deep.
"Hongyin, do you think I did the right thing?"
"Brother Huang has become more heroic and enlightened, and everything is prosperous. Unfortunately, times have changed, and I have embarked on a different path. This road was given by Brother Huang himself."
"We have different positions, and I can't look back."
"Unknowingly, behind me was the life and death of a large group of people."
"Just like Situ Jing, she hates me. I know that I am too unfair to her, but I have to protect her and the Situ family. This is my responsibility and what I owe her."