Chapter 389 Shen Yanshu

Mu Cang was silent for a moment and said objectively: "Jimo Han can make decisions on all matters in the Yong Kingdom, and he can also do everything so well. His ability cannot be ignored."

"Yes." Yan Li nodded, obviously agreeing with his statement, "I don't deny his ability, but in my heart, you, the God of War, are the invincible."

Mu Cang pursed his lips and couldn't help but smile a little bit: "Yeah."

Yan Li finally closed her eyes: "Go to sleep."

Mu Cang held her in his arms, and the two of them slept peacefully and peacefully with their heads leaning against each other.

I slept until evening.

Shen Yanshu was still waiting in the other courtyard, staying alone and quietly, showing no dissatisfaction with the long wait.

He is very familiar with the layout of this courtyard.

Although he was heavily guarded by the guards and could not enter the study room or the secret door, he had no problem walking around the courtyard and standing on the corridor to admire the scenery.

Shen Yanshu is twenty-two years old this year. He is a talented person and as gentle as jade.

The appearance is of a gentle and gentle type, with a calm demeanor and a measured advance and retreat.

It's just that since he was a child, he always gave people a melancholy feeling, and his eyebrows seemed to be covered with a layer of sadness. People couldn't help but feel pity for him, and couldn't help but wonder what kind of troubles he was hiding in his heart. of melancholy.

Probably because of this impression, Shen Yanshu has been favored more than others since he became a reading companion.

Xihe had taken special care of him since he was a princess.

Shen Yanshu also strives for his own success. He has good looks, good knowledge, and good manners. He looks like a good gentleman in front of everyone. He does not lose his temper, put on airs, do not rely on favors to be arrogant, and does not utter evil words.

Even the eunuchs and maids in the palace could feel the greatest kindness from him.

Who wouldn't like such a person?

Whether as a subordinate, a subject, or a friend, no one would hate him.

At that time, Shen Yanshu had many friends, including King Feng, King Yu, the miracle doctor Feng Mingqi, and the general Rong Xiao, all of whom had good relations with him.

However, when something happened to Xuanyuan Xihe, and when they knew that the incident was closely related to Shen Yanshu, overnight, he was betrayed by everyone and became a person hated and hated by everyone.

The eyes they looked at him were no longer as friendly as before, but instead looked at him with indifference, suspicion, doubt, disgust...

Shen Yanshu stood alone on the corridor, looking at the quiet scenery in the garden, his slender figure revealing the loneliness.

Closing your eyes for a moment, warm scenes from childhood to adulthood appear in your mind, familiar faces, childish features, and the vitality of your youth that is as bright as the morning sun.

When they are happy, they sing and drink, and when they compete in martial arts, they are in high spirits.

They have a tacit understanding when they get into trouble, and they share the punishment together.

As those years passed, precious frames became memories that can never be brought back.

Shen Yanshu leaned against the pillar in silence, and did not make any movement for a long time. He just stood quietly, as if he was integrated with the loneliness.

He took a deep breath, and a self-deprecating and sad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Shen." A maid came over and spoke humbly, "Miss Yan, please go to the study."

Shen Yanshu came back to his senses from the past, slowly calmed down all the expressions on his face, turned his head, and nodded calmly: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, Mr. Shen, please come with me." The maid turned around and led the way.

After following the maid to the outside of the study, the maid stopped.

Shen Yanshu thanked her again, his demeanor was personable, and his words and deeds showed a good gentlemanly bearing.

The maid said you're welcome and turned to leave.

Shen Yanshu walked to the study alone, hesitated slightly, then raised his hand and knocked on the door a few times.

"Come in."

Shen Yanshu pushed the door open and walked in. He looked up and saw the figure standing in front of the window, slender and tall.

At a young age, there is someone who has a magnanimity that no one can ignore.

Shen Yanshu looked around quietly.

Yan Li was the only one in the study, and Mu Cang was not there.

He raised his hand to close the door, and said in a warm voice: "Your Royal Highness, the eldest princess."

Yan Li turned around and looked calmly at this man whom he had not seen for a long time. He was as slender as jade, as gentle and elegant as a green bamboo, but extremely deep-seated—the youngest prime minister of the Southern Kingdom, Shen Yanshu.

"Sit down." Yan Li said, without any negative expressions such as resentment or hatred on her face. Instead, she seemed to be greeting an old friend whom she hadn't seen for a long time. "How long have you been waiting here?"

Shen Yanshu did not sit down, but answered her question: "Five days."

"Yes." Yan Li walked to the desk and sat down, "Would you like some tea?"

"...No need." Shen Yanshu shook his head slowly, his originally calm expression suddenly cracked for some reason, and his voice was slightly stiff, "I..."

The hand hanging by his side was clenched a little bit, and he lowered his eyes, not daring to look at her: "How are you doing these days, princess?"

"It's good." Yan Li nodded, "I saw a lot of different scenery and met a lot of different people."

Shen Yanshu hummed in a low voice. The usually talkative person seemed to be mute at this time, and his tongue suddenly became clumsy.

"Sit down." Yan Li said again, "Since we are here, let's have a good chat without being too formal."

The corners of Shen Yanshu's mouth were pursed tightly, and his internal organs suddenly cramped violently. His face turned pale, and he stood frozen for a moment, then slowly fell to his knees.

When Yan Li saw this, his voice was calm: "What are you doing?"

Shen Yanshu lowered his eyes, his face was completely white, his lips trembled for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

Yan Li didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

The air in the study seemed to condense.

Yan Li looked at him without saying a word. Now she understood that this man had waited for five days not to silence her or to stop her from returning to the imperial city.

But to ask for forgiveness?

Why?

As time passed, Shen Yanshu's mood seemed to stabilize. His hands holding his robe slowly loosened, and he looked tired and desperate.

Yan Li said indifferently, "It seems that you don't intend to defend yourself, nor do you want to deny what you have done."

"I have no way to defend myself." Shen Yanshu's voice was hoarse, "I am guilty of crimes that are hard to erase and unforgivable. I am willing to listen to your majesty's decision."

"Reason."

"I am obsessed."

"You can go out." Yan Li's voice was cold, no longer as gentle and leisurely as before, "I don't want to waste time with people who are not sincere."

Shen Yanshu's expression was stiff. After a while, he whispered, "I am obsessed with money and greed. I wishfully think that only King Xiao is qualified to sit on the throne, so I acted on my own and did things I shouldn't do."

"So what you mean is that everything is your idea and has nothing to do with King Xiao?"

"Yes. King Xiao didn't know about it from beginning to end."

"You didn't forget to take your master out until you were about to die. You are really loyal to him." Yan Li raised a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth, "Shen Yanshu, you came to Shi Anhe to ask for death. Does King Xiao know?"