Women Respect the World: Stunning Jiangshan Beautiful Men

Chapter 57
Fengqin drove the carriage silently, listening to the two people in the carriage talking non-stop, he suddenly thought of the last sentence that Huang Jie told him: tell him that Huang Jie did not betray him.

This him, his name is Jin Shiming.

Sister Huang is not the biological daughter of his father, but to Fengqin, Sister Huang is a relative dearer than his own sister.

In order to protect him, sister Huang endured humiliation and lived in darkness all these years.The root cause of all this is that man named Jin Shiming!
He is in a high position, but he can't even protect his own woman!
Let Huang Jie carry his flesh and blood to make peace with the enemy, Jin Shiming, what kind of despicable and shameless villain are you? !
The carriage rolled, all the way to the north.

No one has ever discovered that behind the road they walked, there is a gaze that has been watching them until they can no longer see it.

"Let's go!"

Wei Qing flicked his sleeves, and casually greeted Lan Yi beside him.

Wei Hao's death was due to Lan Yi's saving them, but he still rejected him in his heart.

The spy of the enemy country, whoever it is, can't feel at ease.

Lan Yi bowed: "Yes, Your Majesty."

His nostalgic gaze quietly looked at the carriage going away.

In that carriage was not only the future crown prince of Shuo Yue, but also the only prince of Shuo Yue who was about to become a fief...and his daughter.

This time, I don't know when we met again.

Yueer, Jin Yueer, your name is not Wanxi, but Jin Yueer!

The Shuoyue Imperial Palace is decorated with lanterns and festoons on this day, to celebrate!

The prince who had been living in a foreign country for many years finally returned home, accompanied by his son whom he had never seen before. Jin Shiming's face was full of smiles.

Ever since he received the news that Fengqin and the others will return soon, Jin Shiming has been looking forward to it every day.

His imperial brother, his son, his... woman!
Yu'er, who thinks about it day and night, for her, he has never accepted a concubine in all these years.

Even if there is a need, he hastily summoned some low-status maidservants to help him solve his needs, and after finishing, he had to pour the soup of avoidance.So all these years, he had nowhere to go.

From this point of view, no one can judge whether this Jin Shiming is fickle or long-term.

After traveling for more than half a month, the weather has turned cold.The further north one goes, the colder the climate becomes. By the time of Shuoyue Imperial City, it felt like late autumn had already entered.

Wanxi was sitting in the carriage with a thick blanket on her body, but she still felt a little cold.

Shen Lang hugged her, pressed his lips tightly into a straight line, and said nothing.

Now, he has a feeling of closeness to his hometown. Will his father, whom he has never met, be what he expects?

"Get out of the car, we're here."

Feng Qin jumped down from the front. During this journey, he and Shen Lang took turns driving the car. Although he wasn't too tired, after all, his body was so precious for a long time, he still couldn't bear such bumps.

"Here we go, shall we get off?"

Wanxi removed the quilt and repeated to Shen Lang.Ever since the carriage stopped, she could clearly feel that his body was stiff, and couldn't help laughing.

It turned out that this vagabond who never took the world's affairs seriously would have a day of timidity?
"What are you laughing at? Don't laugh!"

Shen Lang gave her a slanted note, grinding his teeth and pinching her chubby face, Wanxi said angrily "hate", and jumped out of the carriage already one step ahead of him.

Jin Shiming, who was waiting outside the door, was dumbfounded when he saw it, "Here, isn't he a prince? How could he be a princess?"

Could it be that Lan Yi's news was wrong?
With a "puchi", Wanxi smiled softly, straightened her appearance, and said: "The daughter of the people, Wanxi, sees the emperor. The prince is still in the car, please be safe and don't get bored!"

"Oh I got it."

Jin Shiming's heart suddenly fell back into his stomach, and he looked at the carriage again eagerly, and said, "But why hasn't the emperor come out yet? Could it be that he looks very scary?"

Another wild conjecture, Wanxi's black line is incomparable.

If Shen Lang's appearance is really scary, then there are not many decent ones in the world.

But she didn't dare to say more about this. Who knows if the emperor will be very narrow-minded, and if he says a few more words, he will pull her out and chop her up?
Just as he was in a hurry, Shen Lang finally got off the carriage.

The weather of the new moon is almost in the deep season.

The sun above his head enveloped Shen Lang softly like golden waves of wheat, and fell on Shen Lang's body, as if he had been coated with a layer of golden clothes of the God of War.

Every gesture is like a god descending.The elegant demeanor of the whole body is shining, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, like a heavenly man, but inadvertently exudes a touch of nobility and arrogance.

In the laziness, there is a hint of sharp danger, and in the romantic life, there is a restrained and domineering air that is unambiguous.

Such a person is a born king!
Jin Shiming was immediately excited. From the very first glance, he knew that this man was indeed his son!
"Emperor!"

He shouted, ran two steps forward, stretched out his hand, and wanted to hug this son whom he had met for the first time in more than 20 years, but under Shen Lang's cold eyes, he withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and changed to Gently patted his shoulder.

Because of his height, he is a little shorter than Shen Lang, and this action is a little funny.

The corner of Wanxi's mouth twitched, how does this look like a son and an old man?It's like an old slave meeting a master who has been away for many years.

Jin Shiming didn't have this level of consciousness at all.His son finally returned, and he felt so relieved that it was beyond words.

"Emperor, it's been a hard journey. Where's your empress?" He asked, standing on tiptoe, looking over Shen Lang's shoulder to the carriage behind him, Shen Lang didn't answer.

He lowered his eyes, suppressed the indifference all over his body, turned his body slightly to let him go, and pulled Wanxi away.

"Shen Lang!"

Fengqin yelled, Shen Lang stopped, Jin Shiming seemed to think of something, his body suddenly shook.

Feng Qin sighed: "Brother Huang, sister Huang... is dead."

Tightly clasping ten fingers in the long sleeves of the robe, that stunningly beautiful, heavenly and elegant woman, from now on, can only be used as a memory.

"What? Yu'er, she..."

Jin Shiming's figure flickered, his face was so pale that he was about to faint.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the eunuch accompanying him hurriedly helped him up, Feng Qin said bitterly, "Brother Huang, before Sister Huang died, she asked me to tell Brother Huang a word, she said that she did not betray you."

This sentence, Fengqin gave several meanings.

One is physical betrayal, the other is spiritual betrayal, or both.

Jin Shiming paled.

The joy of seeing the emperor's son for the first time made him ten years younger in an instant, but the sad news of this beloved woman made him age dozens of years in an instant.

Almost in the blink of an eye, every inch of the hair on his head was white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One night in ancient times, I saw a white head, which made me very sad.

Seeing it with her own eyes, Wanxi's heart was shaken and she felt desolate.

Why, some people, some feelings, can't learn to cherish and remember until they die?

The only prince of the Shuoyue royal family returned, and the emperor of the moon, Jin Shiming, amnesty the world. He chose an auspicious day to open the emperor's shrine to confirm his status as the prince. The time was chosen after January, at the beginning of early winter.

Wanxi counted the days, and it was the day of the winter solstice.

She twitched her eyebrows, she always felt that this day was not very good, there was a saying in ancient times that cold clothes were given to dead relatives during the winter solstice, and she didn't know what the custom was here?
But after thinking about it, since Jin Shiming made such a choice, he must have his own thoughts. As a foreigner, it's better not to be too fussy.

Jin Shiming paid special attention to this son who had been wandering for many years and finally returned.Not only did he bestow the Crown Prince's East Palace as his residence, but he also bestowed countless silks and satins. He was favored for a while, and even Feng Qin, who was the crown prince, could not compare.Obviously, Jin Shiming intends to make up for Shen Lang's missing fatherly love for so many years.

"Hey, tell me, if the old man flatters you so much, will he pass on the throne to you in a hundred years?"

In front of the pond in the imperial garden, Wanxi was wrapped in a coat of mink fur and rabbit fur, and asked Shen Lang lazily.

Shen Lang glanced at her, shook his head and said, "No!"

Reaching out to pull her over, she was already fat, but now she was wearing such a fluffy dress, she looked more and more like a ball.However, she is the woman he likes, even if she really turns into a ball, he still likes her.

"How are you sure you won't? According to this, it's very possible!"

Wanxi put her arms around his neck, and continued to follow this line of thought, "Look, that old man has no children, only you. Then, although Fengqin is said to be the crown prince of Shuoyue, in the end It should be that sons are closer than brothers, right? So, according to my analysis, he is very likely to pass the throne to you in a hundred years!"

"Don't talk nonsense, walls have ears, be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth."

Shen Lang nodded her pretty nose, pampering her with unbridled arrogance.

The palace is dark, with her temperament, she should be more careful.

"What, what! How am I talking nonsense? You see, this matter is obvious, your father..."

Wanxi refused to argue, but suddenly stopped talking, and stuttered: "Emperor, Your Majesty?"

Shen Lang turned around with a "swish", and Jin Shiming was standing not far behind them in a dragon robe and silver hair.

The bleak autumn wind blew by, and the leaves swirled and fell from his head, adding to the sadness of the twilight for him.

Shen Lang opened his mouth, put down Wanxi and stood up, Junyi's face was calm and calm: "What are you doing here?"

There was no respect in the expression.

Jin Shiming's eyes dimmed, and then he shook his head and said: "Father came to see you. After returning to the palace these days, you have enough food and shelter, are you still used to it?"

He is just such a child, but he doesn't understand that this child has not been close to him for so many days.

No matter how he showed his favor, Shen Lang was always cold and indifferent, even stranger to him than to strangers.

Facing such a child, Jin Shiming didn't even know how to get along with him.

"If I say I'm not used to living here, what will the emperor do?"

Shen Lang asked back in a cold voice, with a pair of eyes very similar to Jin Liangyu's, with a slight dim light.

Wanxi tugged at him, "Shen Lang, don't talk like that." After all, it is an old man who has entered his twilight years, so saying that would hurt his heart.

"Hmph! If you don't say that, what should you say? If he really loves my mother, he shouldn't have let me make a kiss!"

Shen Lang threw away Wanxi, although the coldness in his words was not so cruel, he still had complaints after all.

(End of this chapter)