Shen Ying's sword fell to the ground with a bang, and his skinny hand trembled.
Every one of those paintings has its signature.
Xie Yu's name fell in the corner, with a bright red print.
Shen Ying felt that the heart, which had been unable to feel the pain, began to ache again, as if an invisible big hand tightly clasped his neck, making him unable to breathe.
There seems to be a long sword on his chest that no one can see. As long as he takes a look at the calligraphy and paintings, the sword will be pushed in an inch, which makes him feel as if he is being stabbed.
Every painting is very good-looking, even more beautiful than that of the painter in the palace. Each one is drawn conscientiously. His eyebrows and eyes are always with a shallow smile, lifelike, as if he will come out at any time.
Shen Ying found that there were some words on some of the portraits, probably written by Xie Yu when he was painting:
[Shen Ying]
[Shen Ying...]
[when will Shen Ying come back]
[want to Shen win]
[want to Shen win]
[want to...]
...
Shen Ying's vision gradually blurred, and he looked down at the biographies God's portrait, hoarse voice asked, "he... What did he say, before he died, did he say anything?"
The bodyguards below recognized that his voice was not right. They did not dare to look up. They only lowered their heads and said, "when the subordinates go down, Lord Xie has only one breath left. He said... He said that we should bury him in Yizhou."
Shen Yingyi threw down the large portrait, raised his sleeve and wiped away his tears. He didn't let them fall on the portrait. He felt that his body was almost split. "He, what did you say to me?"
Several bodyguards looked at each other with their heads down. Finally, someone kowtowed to death. "Back to the emperor, Lord Xie only said, please let's bury him in Yizhou. He likes Yizhou, which is the state of recalling his hometown."
Shen Ying's vision is still blurred. He looks down at himself in the portrait and repeats, "what did he say to me?"
"Looking at the head guard, he couldn't help but cry
Shen Ying stepped back. He sat down on the Golden Dragon chair, heartbroken.
When was the last time he saw Xie Yu?
It's in jail.
When he was in the national master's office, he didn't light the light and didn't see him clearly.
What was the last word he and Xie Yu said?
He said that he had never loved him. He said that he had been using him all the time. He asked him if he regretted...
How did Xie Yu answer him?
Shen Ying is a little confused.
"The emperor!"
"Emperor -"
"call the doctor! Go and call the doctor
When Shen Ying fell down, he looked at the setting sun outside and laughed and remembered.
He said, if the emperor is me, will the emperor regret it.
Shen Ying's lips were gently hooked, and tears rolled down her cheek.
If he is Xie Yu, he will regret it.
He would regret saving his life, except empress dowager Zhou, giving him military power, taking the knife in his hand, killing empress dowager Zhou and himself.
[Ding - Shen Ying's liking degree + 4, current total liking degree: 100, task completed.