bookcurios Chapter 299 Li Daitao is stiff
Chapter 299 Li Daitao is stiff
Hua Yueer bit her lip lightly, with a barely perceptible bitterness in her voice:
"Shen Xing, I know you are so concerned about your grievances that you have no time to think about other things. But I... I can't help but feel sad. It seems that you have never taken your marriage and your future to heart. And I am about to become someone else's wife. Do you feel this regret and reluctance?"
Shen Xing felt nervous when he heard this.
He never thought that his indifference would hurt Hua Yue'er, and he never expected that she had such deep expectations and concerns about his marriage.
He sighed softly and said slowly:
"Hua Yue, you misunderstood me. It's not that I don't care about your marriage, but... I just feel that at this time, the first thing I have to do is to clear myself of the grievances and prove my innocence. Only in this way can I stand in front of you with dignity and talk to you about the future."
When Hua Yue'er heard this, her eyes turned slightly red, but a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Shen Xing, I understand your feelings. But you have to remember that no matter what the result is, I will stand by you, support you, and believe in you. It's just... I also hope you can understand that life is short, and some fate, once missed, may never be recovered."
Shen Xing was silent for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.
"Hua Yue, thank you for your understanding and support. I will work harder, not only to clear my own grievances, but also to be able to protect those who are important to me in the future." His tone was firm and resolute, as if he had made some kind of determination.
"It's all my fault. It's all my fault. If I had asked my father to let you marry into my family earlier, maybe this wouldn't have happened."
Hua Yue suddenly sobbed and told the truth in a halting manner, "Although my father is a very kind person, he has a strong sense of self-esteem. Mr. Shen rejected him last time, and he was very close to the prince... If you had bowed your head a little, like you did when we were talking that day, maybe it wouldn't be today."
Huayue gently wiped away the traces of tears, her sadness grew, and her eyes revealed helplessness.
When Shen Xing heard this, although his heart was in turmoil, his face remained calm.
He stood up slowly. Although the clanking of the chains was particularly harsh in the small space, he still tried to maintain his dignity:
"Ms. Huayue, you don't have to blame yourself for this. Let the past be the past. We were too young back then and didn't understand much."
Hua Yue'er's tears finally fell when she heard this. She reached out to touch Shen Xing, but stopped in mid-air, as if she was afraid that this slight touch would break the delicate balance between them.
"Shen Xing, I heard you telling stories in the store, it seems like it was just yesterday. How could things be so unpredictable, and now we are separated by two places. At that time, I just wanted you to take one more look... I really regret it... If time could go back, I would never let you suffer such injustice."
Shen Xing smiled slightly, and that smile contained relief and a farewell to the past.
"Huayue, I appreciate your kindness. But now, what I need more is for the truth to come out and for me to be cleared of all charges. Let's put aside our love for now." He said, with an unyielding light in his eyes.
Hua Yue'er looked at Shen Xing with mixed feelings.
She understood that Shen Xing's heart was no longer limited to personal emotional entanglements, but had risen to a persistent pursuit of justice.
She nodded gently, her eyes full of admiration and reluctance for Shen Xing:
"Shen Xing, I believe that you will be able to clear your name. And I will do my best to give you a chance of survival."
The conversation between the two was brief but affectionate, and the air was filled with an indescribable tacit understanding.
As Shen Xing waited for what seemed like years, a secret letter was quietly handed to him. In the letter, Hua Yue'er's familiar handwriting appeared on the paper, revealing joy and eagerness between the lines:
"Shen Xing, your father has come up with a plan. You will be free soon. Remember, follow all the arrangements. We are working hard for you."
Shen Xing's heart skipped a beat, and the letter in his hand seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight. He looked up at the small sky outside the window, and his heart was filled with unprecedented hope and excitement.
He knew that the turn of events at this moment was not only a turning point in his own destiny, but also a powerful response to those who had framed him.
The prime minister's plan was indeed brilliant. He used the strategy of "Li Dai Tao Jiang" and cleverly arranged a substitute drama.
On a dark and windy night, Shen Xing was secretly rescued by a master in the Prime Minister's Mansion. He was changed into civilian clothes that had been prepared long ago, and his face was carefully disguised to prevent him from being recognized.
As the carriage arranged by the Prime Minister's family slowly drove out of the city gate, Shen Xing's heart also flew away into the distance.
Inside the carriage, he tightly held the token left by Hua Yue'er. It was the only connection between them and also his glimmer of hope for the future.
When returning to the city, the carriage sped away, and Shen Xing was filled with emotion.
Along the way, he pretended to be called "Xinghan" to avoid being seen.
The carriage sped along in the afterglow of the setting sun, its wheels rolling over the dust, raising gusts of fine dust mist. Shen Xing sat in the carriage, his eyes looking through the gap in the half-open curtains, feeling mixed emotions.
He gently stroked the jade pendant with the word "Xinghan" engraved on it around his waist. This was not only his disguise, but also a reflection of his mood at the moment - vast and boundless, yet with a hint of unknown secret.
Just as his thoughts were drifting away, the carriage suddenly slowed down. Shen Xing frowned slightly, lifted a corner of the curtain and looked out. Not far away, in an ancient pavilion, several figures were sitting together, and laughter and poetry reciting intertwined, breaking the tranquility of the evening.
"Huh?" Shen Xing's eyes fixed on one of the scholars who was wearing a green shirt and holding a folding fan. Who else could that familiar silhouette be but Li Mubai, the book friend he thought had passed away long ago? An indescribable surprise and joy suddenly surged in his heart.
Shen Xing pondered for a moment and decided to get off the carriage to find out what was going on. He jumped off the carriage lightly, gave the driver a few simple instructions, and then walked slowly towards the pavilion. Every step seemed to be stepped on by his complicated emotions, both expectant and nervous.
Shen Xing slowly approached the pavilion, his steps were cautious and anxious. His eyes penetrated the twilight and focused on the figure in the pavilion who was talking and laughing. An indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart. Sure enough, it was Li, the book friend he had met in the inn and later mistakenly thought to have met with misfortune. At this moment, he was in high spirits and talked with a group of literati, without any fear of life and death.
Shen Xing couldn't help but feel layers of doubt and resentment in his heart. The past when he was almost beheaded for "killing" Li was like a sharp blade piercing his heart.
He could hardly believe that the people for whom he had been accused and suffered were now safe and sound, and even at ease. An irresistible urge drove him to get closer to hear what they were talking about and whether they were hiding any unspeakable secrets.
He quietly walked to the edge of the pavilion, found a place where he could not be noticed, stood still, held his breath, and listened attentively to every word of the conversation in the pavilion.
Li's voice was clear and infectious. He talked about poetry, songs, and interesting stories from ancient and modern times, revealing his extraordinary knowledge and insights, which attracted everyone's praise. Although Shen Xing was upset, he had to admit that Li's talent and demeanor were still impressive.