Chapter 295 You Are Not Worthy of Mentioning Him

After being in the hut for a long time, I don't smell the smell.

Shen Zhaoren was in the military camp, surrounded by sweaty soldiers all day long. In addition, after walking for two days in a row, the smell on his body made him cry.

After taking a bath and changing clothes, he went into the house to see Shen Yu.

"It smells so good." Shen Zhao stepped into the room, "Where is my brother-in-law?"

Shen Yu said: "A gentleman is here. He has passed by. Eat quickly. My sister-in-law has to blame me for losing weight due to hunger."

There was food on the table. Shen Yu thought that Shen Zhao had not eaten well because of his travels, so she asked her servants to prepare it while he was bathing.

Shen Zhao was really hungry. He only ate a few steamed buns on the way. He grinned and picked up his chopsticks to eat. He pressed the military report of the great victory on the table with one hand.

"This is a gift for my nephew."

The scorching sun set on the window, and flower windows were carved on the ground.

Shen Yu picked up the good news and read it. The whole story was clearly written.

"Xiao Chuan made a great contribution this time." Shen Zhao said.

"Is he okay?" Shen Yu folded up the good news and had someone send it to Xie Tingzhou.

Shen Zhao swallowed the food and said, "What a tough guy. He had three broken ribs and two stabs in his body. He didn't make a sound. He fell down after returning from the battle. But don't worry. The military doctor has seen it and said he has strong bones." , and it recovers quickly.”

Shen Yu nodded, "The conditions in the army are limited, let him retreat to the rear to recuperate."

"Okay." Shen Zhao put down his chopsticks after filling his stomach by three points, "Show me."

"What are you looking at?"

Shen Zhao pointed at her belly with his chin, "What else can you look at? Look at my nephew."

Shen Yu spread her sleeves and showed them to him generously, "I'm still young, so I can't see it yet."

The waist is still as thin as before, but the belt looks looser.

Shen Zhao suddenly thought of Yu Wanqiu again. When he left Hezhou, Yu Wanqiu was pregnant.

During the march, the days passed quickly and slowly. Counting the days, it would not be long before the baby was born.

Letters from home came frequently, two in a month, and Yu Wanqiu would tell her interesting things about her family, and also tell her how big her belly was. One moment it was as big as a Cuju ball, and two times it was as big as a watermelon.

Every time he took the letter and thought, how big is Cuju? How big is a watermelon?

Shen Yu saw it and said, "Counting the days, my sister-in-law is about to give birth. If you rest for a day, you will definitely be able to catch up when you leave for Hezhou tomorrow."

Shen Zhao glanced at her and said seriously: "If you take down Luzhou, you will be Shengjing."

"You can't be in a hurry." Shen Yu poured wine for Shen Zhao, "We need to rest after the war. It's probably going to be winter in Shengjing. If Chihe's army doesn't move, only the South Camp will guard Shengjing. Our strength is three times different. Shengjing is already in the bag."

Shen Zhao looked at Shen Yu and felt relieved, "I don't know how happy Dad would be if he saw you like you are now."

"Dad can see it." Shen Yu looked at the scorching sun outside the door and said, "He can see it."

Although it never appeared in her dreams again.

Shen Zhao nodded and continued eating. After a while, he said: "By the way, when we attacked the city, Pei Qing, the Marquis of Xuanping, set himself on fire in Prince Lu's Mansion. He was pulled out, but it looked like he wouldn't last long. He was still hanging. I said that I wanted to see you. I didn’t plan to tell you about this. It’s okay if this person doesn’t see you, but..."

Shen Zhao paused and looked at her, "You probably want to see her."

"Yeah." Shen Yu said, "Because of Anan, I also have to meet him."

…

Shen Yu is pregnant, and according to folk wisdom, the fetus is not yet firmly seated in the third trimester.

It was six hundred miles from Weizhou to Luzhou, and the carriage had to travel for half a month.

There are still traces of the war on the walls of Luzhou City, but the city has been cleaned up, and people are coming and going on the streets. It can be seen that Shen Zhao's rule is very strict and he has tried his best to minimize the war damage.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the Prince's Mansion. The plaque of Prince Lu's Mansion had been taken off, cut into two pieces and leaned against the door.

Changliu jumped out of the carriage, held up his umbrella first, and then said, "Prince and concubine, we're here."

Xie Tingzhou got out of the carriage, and when he turned around, Shen Yu had already gotten out of the carriage. When she put her arm on his arm, he held her waist and carried her down.

Qingyun Wei stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, Princess, the traitor Pei Qing is locked up in the palace. He was originally locked up in the dungeon, but he was seriously injured. The doctor said that he may not be able to survive until the Princess comes."

Xie Tingzhou nodded, "Lead the way."

Marquis Xuanping was locked up in a small courtyard and guarded by Qingyun Guards.

As soon as Shen Yu walked to the door, she was hit by a smell that covered her mouth and nose.

Qingyun Wei immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. It's hot and his body was burned..."

Shen Yu raised her hand to interrupt, ordered the window to be fully opened, and looked sideways at Xie Tingzhou, "Wait for me outside."

Marquis Xuanping was lying on the couch, his body covered with burn marks.

The burnt black and dark red were mixed together. If it weren't for the half intact face left, it would be impossible to tell that this was the Marquis Xuan Ping who once dominated the Shengjing and held a heavy army.

The weather was hot, the wounds continued to fester, and the room was filled with an unpleasant stench.

Hearing the footsteps, Xuanpinghou rolled his eyes and saw the person he was waiting for even if he was dying.

"Shen, Shen Yu!" Xuan Pinghou's voice was hoarse, and his throat was damaged by the fire.

Shen Yu did not sit down, but stood four or five meters away from the bed.

"I heard that you wanted to see me. You and I don't have to meet each other, because Anan, I think I should meet you."

"Oh - oh -" Xuan Pinghou gasped in pain, "You don't deserve to mention him, you... you, you killed his brother with your own hands, and then killed him, how can you deserve to mention him?"

"Then are you worthy?" Shen Yu asked calmly: "You have done all the bad things, the Yanliangguan army was defeated, and the refugees were everywhere. You are responsible for this. You are responsible for hundreds of thousands of lives."

Shen Yu's tone suddenly became serious, "Ask yourself, are you worthy of mentioning him?!"

Marquis Xuanping looked at the tent ceiling with dull eyes.

He was the one who should have died when the city fell.

Or earlier, he died when Li Yanchang died and Pei Chunli fell from the city wall of Shengjing.

After all the agencies are exhausted, he has no relatives and no place for nostalgia in this world.

"Anan, Anan..." Hou Xuanping muttered.

"He once told me that he didn't believe you were a bad person." Shen Yu said slowly: "He said that you told him to be a clean man, even if he accomplished nothing, but you dirty yourself and went against him. It was you who hurt him!"

"I didn't! I didn't!"

Marquis Xuanping shouted, the burns on his face stretched and cracked due to the ferociousness, and blood and pus flowed out together.

"Although he has no ambition, he is as innocent as a white cloud." Shen Yu couldn't help but choke, "He is the cleanest person in the world, but he has the dirtiest father."

Marquis Xuanping opened his mouth, but all that came out was gasping sounds.

Yes, it was him who hurt him, he was such a clean child.

He didn't want to let go, but he had already admitted this fact in his heart.

If Wu Yan hadn't seen him, he would have killed himself long ago. If Wu Yan hadn't seen him, he wouldn't have burned himself into something he couldn't recognize.