The eunuchs of the palace retreated, and only the two of them were left in the huge palace.

A few wisps of cold wind penetrated through the cracks in the window, waving the candlelight.

Under the dim firelight, Xiao Chuo's expression faintly flashed with a hint of sadness.

The sad expression, against her plain clothes, made her look even more vicissitudes and melancholy.

This was the first time Shi Wei saw this beauty in her, and his heart couldn't help but be moved.

The two of them sat opposite each other, and they didn't speak either. The already deserted palace seemed even more gloomy and weird.

After a while of silence, Shi Wei spoke, "You are fine these days."

Xiao Chuo said nothing and raised his head to drink all the wine.

Shi Wei comforted her a few more words, but found that she ignored her and only drank her own wine one by one.

Are you worried about drinking?

I'm afraid I'll be even more worried.

Shi Weiyu couldn't bear it, so he got up and walked over, pressing the wine glass that had reached her mouth.

"Stop drinking, it's not good for the kids in your stomach."

Xiao Chuo glanced at him, his expression was as frosty as he did, he ignored his advice and reached out to grab the wine.

Shi Wei's eyebrows were fixed, and he simply snatched the whole pot of wine on the table and poured it clean himself in one breath.

Bang!

Shi Wei put the empty wine pot on the table and advised: "It's already like this, why bother to use wine to save your worries and blame yourself like this."

Xiao Chuo's body shook and glared at him: "If it weren't for you, how could the late emperor be so angry that he could have been to death? How could you still say such sarcastic words?"

"If he doesn't die, you and I will die. I have no choice." Shi Wei was also a little angry, his tone as hard as iron.

Xiao Chuo couldn't help but have a cold war when he blew it. He seemed to have suddenly become much more awake.

"If he doesn't die, I have to die. If he doesn't die, I have to die..."

Xiao Chuo muttered this sentence, as if he had realized something.

Shi Wei took advantage of the situation and sighed again: "Actually, I think it's better that he's gone, you should be happy."

Xiao Chuo's face changed, and anger reappeared in his expression.

Shi Wei said slowly: "From the perspective of a doctor, the disease he suffered from is beyond cure, and every day he lives is a torture and torture for him. Death may be a relief for him."

"Can you be free..." Xiao Chuo sighed softly, his face turned a little more.

"Besides, you had already decided to marry someone else back then, but Yelu Xian was greedy for your beauty and forced you into the palace. I don't believe that there is no hatred for him in your heart."

Hearing this, Xiao Chuo's heart jumped violently.

There is no doubt that Shi Wei's words touched the scar that was buried in her heart.

After marrying Yelu Xian for so many years, although she is the queen and seems extremely noble, she has lost the happiness that a woman should enjoy.

That sick man could no longer satisfy himself a long time ago.

Xiao Chuo was almost unable to remember when the last time they had a normal life like a couple, and it seemed like they were in their previous lives.

Shi Wei was right, Xiao Chuo hated Yelu Xian from the bottom of his heart.

Now that he is dead, and he is angry to death by himself, perhaps this is his retribution, and it can be regarded as repaying his hatred.

"We can even get the same report."

Xiao Chuo comforted himself in this way, and his originally guilty and sad expression gradually calmed down.

Shi Wei knew that she had been persuaded by her.

Or maybe she had convinced herself in her heart that what he said now was just giving Xiao Chuo a step forward.

"You are now the Empress Dowager, and your son is also the Emperor. The entire Liao Kingdom is in your control. You can do whatever you want and live the life you want. No need to be afraid of anyone or worry about whom. You should be happy."

Shi Wei gently stroked her hand and continued to comfort her.

Xiao Chuo's eyes gradually showed his spirit, and Shi Wei's words made her unable to help but outline that beautiful future.

"That day was Yelu Xian's death, but it was the day of your rebirth. From now on, Xiao Chuo will be the real Xiao Chuo."

"The day of rebirth, the day of rebirth..."

Xiao Chuo became more and more excited. After Shi Wei's consolation, the smoke and clouds had already dissipated.

Suddenly, she felt a sudden excitement.

Looking at her increasingly energetic face, Shi Wei knew that she had walked out of the haze and felt relieved.

Xiao Chuo, who was rejuvenated, suddenly held Shi Wei's hand tightly, "Yuanzhi, stay, you are right, the whole Liao Dynasty belongs to me, why can't you belong to me?"

Shi Wei's heart was thrilling. At a certain moment, he was really moved.

But immediately he shook out the moment of giving up.

In the Song Dynasty, he still had many people who could not let go, and even Xiao Chuo could not let him give up everything he had.

Moreover, as an envoy of the Song Dynasty, when he betrayed the country while he was on a mission to the enemy, it didn't matter if he was criticized. The key was that he would inevitably involve his family members who were staying in Luoyang.

Shi Wei can't do it.

"I have many family and friends in Luoyang. If I stay, those people will be punished. I cannot let so many people suffer for my own selfishness."

Shi Wei calmly revealed his reason for refusal.

Xiao Chuo's excited expression soon faded.

After being silent for a long time, she shook her head and smiled bitterly, and sighed: "You are right, because I am too selfish, and you cannot stay."

Looking at her sad face, Shi Wei sighed in his heart and said, "We have a saying in the original world, which is called "being supported by each other, it is better to forget each other in the world. Can you understand it?"

Xiao Chuo looked suddenly, and after a moment of pause, he smiled.

That was a relieved smile.

So she let go of her tight hand, used tea instead of wine, raised her glass and said happily: "Since that's the case, I wish you a good journey."

Shi Wei was relieved and raised his glass and smiled, "My lady, please take good care of yourself, and the children in your belly. If you are destined to be together, we will see you again."

The two raised their glasses and drank them all, looked at each other deeply, and smiled with a close look at each other.

He had already drunk the wine, and no matter how much he teased it, it would be useless. Shi Wei then stood up and said goodbye.

Xiao Chuo didn't stay with him, just watched him leave calmly.

Just as he went out, Xiao Chuo suddenly said loudly again: "Song State, will the war start for Yan Yun?"

After this last question, Xiao Chuo regained the style of the female politician.

Yanyun and the Liao people were just the foundation for the invasion of the south, but for the Song Dynasty, it was the life gate of life and death.

Is it still necessary to ask whether the war will start?

Shi Wei did not answer, and only paused for a moment, then walked out of the hall without looking back.

Looking at the upright figure and disappearing into the night, a hint of melancholy flashed across Xiao Chuo's face.

…………………………………………

The next day, it was not clear, and the Song Dynasty delegation composed of 300 people left the museum in a low-key manner, set out from Youzhou, and looked south.

Shi Wei originally wanted to say goodbye to Yelu Siyun, but when he thought of the change of the throne of Liao Kingdom, the situation in Youzhou City was complicated, and staying for one more day would make him more risky, so he chose not to say goodbye and set off for the south as soon as possible.

On the way south, the Liao army continued to pass by from behind and headed south, looking at the Liao-Song border.

It seems that the Liao people were also very afraid of the Song Dynasty, and were afraid that the Song Dynasty would take advantage of the new demise of the Liao Emperor and take the opportunity to send troops to invade the north, so they sent more troops to defend the border.

Although Shi Wei was in Liao Kingdom, his mind had already flown back to Luoyang.

He felt that with Zhao Kuangyin's powerful martial knowledge, after learning that Emperor Liao had passed away, the new emperor was young and his mother was tyrannical, he was afraid that he would not sleep long ago and began to plan the battle to fight against Yanyun in the northern expedition.

Shi Wei even felt that the imperial guards in the capital were probably already making moves, and perhaps they were on the way to the north.

Thinking of this, Shi Wei had to order the delegation to accelerate its advance so as not to fight between the two countries by then, and he and his subordinates would become victims of the anger and venting of the Liao people here.

So Shi Wei and his party headed south day and night, and on the way, they encountered prefectures and counties and bypassed them. They didn't even have time to stay for a night, so they rushed on a fast horse.

Three days later, Xiongzhou was a hundred miles ahead. After crossing the Juma River, it was the land of the Song Dynasty.

Seeing that the homeland was right in front of everyone, the fatigue over the past few days was relieved, Shi Wei encouraged everyone to persevere and invite everyone to have a drink after arriving in Xiongzhou.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a large fog of dust suddenly rose to the north of the road.

Yang Yanqi looked back and immediately became alert, and she called "Sixth Brother" and made a sign.

Yang Yanzhao hurriedly jumped off the horse and listened carefully with his ears close to the ground.

After a moment he jumped up and frowned and said, "It was the cavalry chasing him, and there were at least hundreds of cavalrymen who heard the movement."

Yang Yanqi's expression changed, "How could the Liao people's cavalry suddenly rush towards the border of the Song Dynasty? Could it be that they want to invade our border town of the Song Dynasty?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone became nervous.
To be continued...