(Many thanks to my book friends for recording the audio recording of Heaven's Choosing Record. I will find some time to seriously listen to it. Recently, I've truly been too busy and can't find the time … I first glanced at the table of contents, then seriously thought about it. Recording this was very time-consuming, very exhausting. Huhuhuhu, this is too moving.)
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With a glance, Xu Yourong could tell that Yuren did not like her.
Yuren calmly gazed at her, saying nothing, because he could not speak.
Xu Yourong self-deprecatingly said, "I always thought that everyone liked me."
These words were rather cute.
Yuren smiled.
But the smile in his eyes was rather faint, indifferent.
Xu Yourong looked into his eyes and suddenly smiled.
Because she understood why Yuren did not like her.
The events of tonight had probably already reached the palace, so Yuren probably knew that Chen Changsheng was truly angry.
In his view, these events had all been caused by Xu Yourong.
So he did not like her.
Upon understanding this reason, Xu Yourong realized that there was no need to ask any more questions.
Yuren truly valued Chen Changsheng, just like how Chen Changsheng valued him.
This pair of martial brothers from Xining Village were like a pair of biological brothers, even more so than real brothers.
Xu Yourong's smile was very beautiful, because she had always been very beautiful.
And at this moment, her smile was sincere.
Whether it was because of her beautiful face or because he saw her sincerity, the indifference in Yuren's eyes lessened.
"Yes, he does not like being Pope, and in this matter, he has no choice."
Xu Yourong continued, "I am different. When I was five, the Empress and Master gave me the chance to choose. This was a choice I made, and it has already become my habit, so it is more suitable for me to do what comes next. "
What came next?
The first thing was naturally to continue this conversation.
Xu Yourong sat down across from the desk, appearing very natural.
Yuren used his right hand to push a small plate on the desk over.
Xu Yourong realized that the plate was filled with sugar-preserved plums.
Yuren did not seem like someone who liked to eat sugar-preserved plums, so perhaps this was prepared for those eunuchs and maids?
Xu Yourong did not think this was a humiliation. On the contrary, she knew that this was Yuren expressing his kindness.
Although his method of expressing kindness was the same as Chen Changsheng's, rather clumsy.
She picked up a sugar-soaked plum and put it into her mouth with a satisfied expression on her face.
Yuren smiled at this sight, feeling very satisfied.
Xu You Rong said, "What I practice is not the orthodox Dao of the Orthodoxy. Up until today, I still don't really understand what Chen Chang Sheng meant by following one's heart. That's why I don't understand the relationship between the two of you. Probably only the three of you in the entire continent can understand it. However, the problem still needs to be solved. "
Yuren calmly gazed at her, using his eyes to ask her for a solution.
"It's very simple. You two can join hands and ask your master to retire."
Xu Yourong had a sugared plum in her mouth, so her voice was a little muffled.
The meaning she wanted to express was very clear, even as sharp as the temple sword.
In the shadows of the hall, there was a gasp, as if that person had eaten an extremely sour plum.
Xu Yourong's expression did not change. It was obvious that she already knew that there was someone there.
Yuren gazed at that shadow and shook his head.
Eunuch Lin's figure gradually emerged from that shadow, and then he bowed and retreated out of the hall.
Perhaps it was because the impact of Xu You Rong's words was too great, or perhaps it was because of the passage of time, but the figure of this Imperial Palace expert was somewhat stooped. When he left, he forgot to bolt the palace door. The slightly chilly winter wind surged in from the deep night. It was blocked by the array attached to the palace and made a rustling sound like paper being thrown.
A western window was blown open by the wind and slammed against the wall. Several gusts of wind passed through the array and ruffled the yellow silk within the hall. The Night Pearls were not candles, but their light seemed to be shaken by those gusts of wind, constantly wavering and unable to clearly illuminate the faces of Xu Yourong and Yuren.
Their faces were expressionless, their eyes unblinking. They only quietly stared at each other.
Xu Yourong's eyes were absolutely calm.
Yuren was somewhat confused.
He could not understand why she would make such a suggestion, or why she dared to make such a suggestion.
The entire continent knew that, in stark contrast to his cold and heartless treatment of Chen Chang Sheng, Shang Xingzhou treated Yuren extremely well.
This kindness could even be said to be impeccable.
Even Shang Xingzhou's enemies, even Chen Chang Sheng, had to admit this.
"Yes, he raised you, educated you, and took good care of you. He sent you to the position of Emperor and taught you how to rule the country. Now, he's even prepared to hand over power to you. No matter how you look at it, he seems to treat you very well. But the question is, is he really good to you?"
Xu Yourong calmly said, "He likes Emperor Taizong, not you. You are just a projection of his emotions, a puppet."
The breeze rose again.
A bright yellow sleeve rustled.
Yuren arched his brows.
He did not flick his sleeve and leave, did not slam the table and stand up.
But Xu Yourong knew that he did not want to hear any more.
So she changed her words.
"If that master and disciple really did become enemies, would you just watch as they killed each other? If your master really did kill Chen Chang Sheng, would he not regret it in the future? Even if it's for the good of your master, you should still do something to prevent all this from happening. "
Xu Yourong said, "You should choose where to stand, the earlier the better, and it cannot be in the middle."
Yuren shook his head.
He did not believe that Xu Yourong's words were wrong, nor was he rejecting her proposal. He just wanted to tell her that this was meaningless.
Xu Yourong's gaze fell on the jade pendant tied to his waist and she understood his meaning.
Three years ago, in the snowstorm of the capital, when Chen Chang Sheng wanted to kill Zhou Tong and Shang Xingzhou was preparing to leave the palace, Yuren had appeared in the snow, holding that jade pendant in his hand.
This jade pendant had been sent to the palace by the Qiushan clan. It represented the sword that Qiushan Jun had stabbed into his chest during the internal strife of Mount Li.
Yuren had used this jade pendant to express his resolve and prevent Shang Xingzhou from leaving the palace.
But at the time, Shang Xingzhou had also said to him that this would be the last time.
Yuren understood his master. Since he had said it would be the last time, it was assuredly the last time.
He did not believe that he and his junior brother working together could make his master back down.
Xu Yourong suddenly asked, "After the coup of the Mausoleum of Books, you and Chen Chang Sheng never met again. Even though we were both in the capital, even separated by only a palace wall. Why is this? "
Yuren gazed at the western window blown open by the wind, a look of longing on his face.
Over there was the Orthodox Academy.
Xu Yourong continued, "Because the two of you know that your master does not wish for the two of you to meet."
Yuren said nothing.
He and Chen Chang Sheng both knew that this was what their master was most wary of.
Thus, he and Chen Chang Sheng had never thought of meeting.
Even if they very much wanted to.
Xu Yourong continued, "But have the two of you ever wondered why he does not wish for the two of you to meet?"
Yuren was somewhat confused, thinking, isn't it because of those reasons that everyone knows?
Xu Yourong faintly smiled. "Because he is afraid of the two of you."
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