Chapter 449 Ridiculous
On weekdays, only Imperial Physician Chen and people from Beiwangfu would enter this courtyard.
Most of the people from Prince Yu's Mansion and the Prince's Mansion had withdrawn after the Dali Temple incident, and now there are only a dozen monks guarding the outside.
When Song Xuanrong walked all the way, he received a lot of stares.
While guessing the identities of those people, he was thinking about what he would say when he saw Shen Qingwu later.
After entering the courtyard door under the eyes of those monks full of anger, they saw Shen Qingwu sitting in a room not far away, leaning on the window and looking at the Buddhist scriptures in his hand with the sound of rain.
As if he heard the sound of someone approaching, he lightly raised his eyes and looked towards this side.
With just one glance, that cold and indifferent gaze, like a plaything that doesn't haunt your heart, makes people feel chills down their spines.
……
"Qingwu..."
Song Xuanrong looked at Shen Qingwu who was sitting by the window, and for a moment he didn't dare to recognize each other.
The person in front of him lost a lot of weight, and the edges and corners of his originally warm and fair face became more and more distinct. After the usual smile disappeared from his lips, he looked cold and stern.
When a pair of eyes just looked at him indifferently, they were obviously extremely calm, but it made people fear for no reason.
Shen Qingwu looked up at him, but didn't make a sound.
"Are you ok?"
After Song Xuanrong finished speaking, his eyes fell on his empty legs, and he couldn't help but redden his eyes: "I...how could you be like this...it's uncle's fault, I'm sorry..."
Shen Qingwu looked at him quietly for a moment before saying: "You are indeed sorry for me."
Song Xuanrong's emotions that were originally filling his chest were cut off in half in an instant, he quickly suppressed the strangeness, and whispered to Shen Qingwu:
"Are you resenting me? I know it's my fault. I didn't control Mrs. Ye well and let her do such vicious things to bring you to this point."
"I know it's too late for me to say anything now, but you have to believe me, I never had any intention of harming you, if I had known Ye Shi would be like this, I would definitely not tolerate her..."
Seeing that Shen Qingwu was still looking at him indifferently, unmoved, Song Xuanrong choked up and said:
"Don't look at me like that. If you have any resentment, just vent it to me. No matter what you do, uncle owes you."
Shen Qingwu looked at Song Xuanrong's excellent singing and writing, and saw the guilt and sadness of his inaction on his face, and suddenly remembered that Song Xuanrong went to the South to pick up his brother and sister back to Beijing two years ago.
At that time, he also accused the Shen family of treating them harshly with the same red eyes. He was full of grief and anger, scolding the Shen family for being heartless, and scolding them for being mean to his sister's children.
At that time, their brother and sister had a very difficult time in Shen's house, looking around, no one was willing to treat them well.
Song Xuanrong suddenly appeared, protecting them for no reason, even helped them scold the Shen family, and even fought with the Shen family.
The brothers and sisters really thought they had something to rely on, and liked this uncle with joy, and followed Song Xuanrong to the capital without hesitation.
They thought that the Song family and the Shen family were different.
They thought that they would have something to rely on in the future.
But it turned out that the Song family was no different from the Shen family, and it was so ridiculous that they were even regarded as people they depended on.
Shen Qingwu lowered his eyes slightly and said in a low voice: "That's why uncle came to see me?"
Seeing that Shen Qingwu was still willing to call him uncle, Song Xuanrong quickly said with red eyes: "Qingwu, I know you are injured. After all, this Miaofa Temple is remote and the mountain is damp and cold, which is not good for your injury."
"I specially took you back to Beijing to recuperate. Don't worry, I will find the best doctor to treat you."
(End of this chapter)
On weekdays, only Imperial Physician Chen and people from Beiwangfu would enter this courtyard.
Most of the people from Prince Yu's Mansion and the Prince's Mansion had withdrawn after the Dali Temple incident, and now there are only a dozen monks guarding the outside.
When Song Xuanrong walked all the way, he received a lot of stares.
While guessing the identities of those people, he was thinking about what he would say when he saw Shen Qingwu later.
After entering the courtyard door under the eyes of those monks full of anger, they saw Shen Qingwu sitting in a room not far away, leaning on the window and looking at the Buddhist scriptures in his hand with the sound of rain.
As if he heard the sound of someone approaching, he lightly raised his eyes and looked towards this side.
With just one glance, that cold and indifferent gaze, like a plaything that doesn't haunt your heart, makes people feel chills down their spines.
……
"Qingwu..."
Song Xuanrong looked at Shen Qingwu who was sitting by the window, and for a moment he didn't dare to recognize each other.
The person in front of him lost a lot of weight, and the edges and corners of his originally warm and fair face became more and more distinct. After the usual smile disappeared from his lips, he looked cold and stern.
When a pair of eyes just looked at him indifferently, they were obviously extremely calm, but it made people fear for no reason.
Shen Qingwu looked up at him, but didn't make a sound.
"Are you ok?"
After Song Xuanrong finished speaking, his eyes fell on his empty legs, and he couldn't help but redden his eyes: "I...how could you be like this...it's uncle's fault, I'm sorry..."
Shen Qingwu looked at him quietly for a moment before saying: "You are indeed sorry for me."
Song Xuanrong's emotions that were originally filling his chest were cut off in half in an instant, he quickly suppressed the strangeness, and whispered to Shen Qingwu:
"Are you resenting me? I know it's my fault. I didn't control Mrs. Ye well and let her do such vicious things to bring you to this point."
"I know it's too late for me to say anything now, but you have to believe me, I never had any intention of harming you, if I had known Ye Shi would be like this, I would definitely not tolerate her..."
Seeing that Shen Qingwu was still looking at him indifferently, unmoved, Song Xuanrong choked up and said:
"Don't look at me like that. If you have any resentment, just vent it to me. No matter what you do, uncle owes you."
Shen Qingwu looked at Song Xuanrong's excellent singing and writing, and saw the guilt and sadness of his inaction on his face, and suddenly remembered that Song Xuanrong went to the South to pick up his brother and sister back to Beijing two years ago.
At that time, he also accused the Shen family of treating them harshly with the same red eyes. He was full of grief and anger, scolding the Shen family for being heartless, and scolding them for being mean to his sister's children.
At that time, their brother and sister had a very difficult time in Shen's house, looking around, no one was willing to treat them well.
Song Xuanrong suddenly appeared, protecting them for no reason, even helped them scold the Shen family, and even fought with the Shen family.
The brothers and sisters really thought they had something to rely on, and liked this uncle with joy, and followed Song Xuanrong to the capital without hesitation.
They thought that the Song family and the Shen family were different.
They thought that they would have something to rely on in the future.
But it turned out that the Song family was no different from the Shen family, and it was so ridiculous that they were even regarded as people they depended on.
Shen Qingwu lowered his eyes slightly and said in a low voice: "That's why uncle came to see me?"
Seeing that Shen Qingwu was still willing to call him uncle, Song Xuanrong quickly said with red eyes: "Qingwu, I know you are injured. After all, this Miaofa Temple is remote and the mountain is damp and cold, which is not good for your injury."
"I specially took you back to Beijing to recuperate. Don't worry, I will find the best doctor to treat you."
(End of this chapter)
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