---Four words, Su Sha Jue suddenly became enlightened! ---
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At midnight, the cold moon hangs and everything is silent!
Prince Su's Mansion
As soon as a black silk carriage stopped at Prince Su's Mansion, Steward Su's energetic voice suddenly sounded loud and clear: "Welcome Your Majesty back to the Mansion!"
Su Guanshi's wrinkled face was full of smiles, and his sharp eyes were red and sparkling. Behind him, the maid Jingwei knelt down in unison to say hello: "We sincerely welcome the prince and Miss Jun to return home safely. May the prince live a thousand years."
This greeting resounded through the silent night, and everyone's eyes were slightly red. When they saw their master standing in front of them with a dusty face but as safe as ever, they suddenly felt that their chests were filled with a great joy.
, tumbling.
From the guards to the maids in Prince Su's Mansion, they gathered at the threshold of the mansion and waited eagerly for three hours. Now they have finally waited. Their master has finally returned to the mansion safely. This is enough!
Before Su Shajue could react to the scene in front of him, a call filled with deep longing and worry made him freeze.
"Dad!" This call had already exhausted the fear and anxiety he had been waiting for for thirteen days.
Among the kneeling family members, his son Su Xuanhan was sitting on a wooden wheelchair. His thin body was only wearing a dark green brocade robe, his starry eyes were trembling, and he clamped his hands into the armchairs on both sides. The first
This time, he was so eager to go to his father with his hands and feet intact.
Su Shajue's eyes trembled slightly, and a layer of mist floated up as the shining light circulated, instantly blurring the outline of his son. His throat suddenly felt dry and stiff, and it was so difficult that he could not utter any words, and could only communicate with him.
The sons looked at each other.
Seeing both father and son looking stupid, Junziyan couldn't help grinning, and couldn't help but rub his elbows against Su Shijue. Seeing him suddenly come back to his senses and looking at him in confusion, he couldn't help but frown and laugh, saying: "What's wrong with you?"
Why are you so stunned, your son is calling you? You don’t plan to stand like this all night, do you?”
Hearing this, Su Shajue suddenly woke up from a dream. A silly smile appeared on Jun Zhu's face, and he strode towards his son with both feet: "Han'er!" He leaned over and hugged his son tightly, with a hoarse voice.
Deeply apologetic: "Dad, I made you worry."
His father's familiar breath hit his nostrils with a faint medicinal fragrance. Su Xuanhan suddenly trembled slightly. The guilt in his ears made his chest sore and his nose sore. His starry red eyes suddenly filled with mist, and tears suddenly filled his eyes.
For the first time, I poured out my full love for my father: "Dad, I knew that you would come back. I always believed that you would come back. I always believed that I - I was actually really afraid that Dad wouldn't come back!"
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For ten years, he didn't dare to cry loudly in front of his father because he didn't want his father to feel more guilty about him, but this time, he couldn't help it.
Thirteen days of waiting made him anxious and uneasy. He didn't dare to guess, and he didn't want to guess. He just wanted to express the faith in his heart and firmly believe that his father would come back, and he would not abandon him like his mother did without having time to take a look at him.
"It's dad's fault. It's dad's fault that makes Han'er worry." Su Shajue stroked his slender back to comfort him. His chest was cold and seeping through his skin. His heart was filled with mixed flavors, like a knife stirring. This
It took him a moment to realize how selfish he had been over the past ten years.
His care for his son in the past ten years was nothing more than a kind of compensation, but from the time he was born to the present, he has been living cautiously and fearfully.
He thought that as long as he didn't cry in front of him, he would feel less guilty about their mother and son.
He thought that as long as he learned the art of brewing, he would have a smile on his face.
He thought that only if he obeyed and went to Peach Blossom Valley would he have the courage to pursue happiness!
Han'er, you are so stupid, so stupid that it makes dad feel bad!
Thinking of his son's silent devotion to him over the past ten years, Su's heart felt as if it was being torn out with a knife.
As a father, he allows his ten-year-old son to be afraid of him. He really deserves to die!
Separating the distance between the two of them, Su Shajue stretched out his hand to wipe away his son's tears. His hoarse voice was as ugly as sharpening a knife: "Han'er, dad will not abandon you like mother. In dad's heart,
Han'er is the only support in my heart, so now I'm back safely."
Su Xuanhan was so excited that his throat was dry and hoarse, and he broke down in tears. He nodded to his father with tears of joy.
Father and son reunited, and the thirteenth day seemed like a lifetime ago. Everyone present was moved when they saw the scene, and their eyes sparkled.
The gentleman said that his eyes were filled with mist, and he bit his lip to hold back, but he still burst into tears after all.
"Your Majesty, as soon as the young master received your letter, he insisted on waiting for you to come back for dinner. Everyone in the palace was also looking forward to your return. No, no, everyone waited for three hours, and finally they expected you to come back."
Li Yubai, who was not good at words, couldn't help but happily spoke at this time.
"Three hours? Alas - everyone has worked hard. Let's get up and go back to have our own meals!" Su Shajue's chest was filled with warmth at this time. It was enough to have such a loyal and sincere servant Jingwei!
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Everyone cheered with joy.
Su Shajue picked up her son distressedly. His thin body was so cold that it made him feel distressed. He said warmly: "It's windy and cold at night. Han'er is not in good health. Dad should take you back to your room!"
The young man in his arms nodded gently, raised his tear-stained pink face, and his eyes met Jun Ziyan, who had been smiling and silent behind his father. Qin Zheng's voice was slightly hoarse with a weeping tone, and he sobbed: "Jun Ziyan
Yan, you, don’t forget the bet between us.”
As soon as these words came out, everyone turned their eyes to Jun Ziyan, all of them were confused.
Su Shajue had a curious look on his face, cast his deep eyes towards his beloved, and asked with a smile: "Zi Yan, what bet are you making with Xuan Han?"
For a moment, Jun Ziyan's face was as red as red, and his delicate spring eyes awkwardly avoided Su Shajue's probing eyes. After a few coughs, he pretended to be tired and beat his shoulders, saying: "I'm so sleepy.
Linglong, help me prepare the room, I, I want to rest, you two father and son have become chatty, I will rest first." As he spoke, he already dragged the maid away.
"Ah - yes, Miss Jun!" The maid Linglong responded with a grimace. She wanted to wait for the young master to reveal the secret, but unexpectedly she was dragged away by the person involved, which made her feel disappointed.
When Su Sha Jue heard her saying she was tired, her face flushed unnaturally. He wanted to put her in his dormitory, but when he thought that everyone was there, he felt it was difficult to speak.
After coughing a few times, he immediately gave the order in a deep voice to everyone: "What are you doing here? Go back and eat. If you don't eat for three hours, I will be hungry if you are not hungry."
No one dares to disobey the master's order. Although he is curious, seeing the unnatural expressions on Miss Jun and the prince's faces, he is 70% to 80% sure. It seems that a happy event will be held in the palace soon.
After everyone left, Su Shajue couldn't help but ask: "Han'er, what exactly is your bet with her?"
I saw Su Xuan Han's starry eyes smiling, and he said four words in an old-fashioned way: "A lifelong gamble!" A flash of narrowing light flashed through his bright eyes.
The gamble of a lifetime!
With these four words, Su Shajue immediately opened his eyes and opened his eyes. When he understood, he felt waves of warmth flowing through his chest. The uncontrollable ecstasy made him speechless with excitement.
Turning his head sideways, he looked down at Jun Ziyan's departing silhouette. The man's deep pool eyes were replaced by waves of joy, and he felt as if he was in clouds and mist.
The next moment, Su Shajue rubbed his son's white porcelain face with his proud nose, and said ecstatically: "As expected of my good son Su Shajue, good gamble!"