newbobooks Chapter 490 You are still alive?
Chapter 490 You are still alive?
Ye Xuan Ke was also dumbfounded when he saw the person coming. If this person had not appeared again, he would have completely forgotten his existence.
"You're actually still alive?"
The person who came was none other than Song Zheyang, the former son of Marquis Wenyuan and the eldest son of Song Shaozhang.
Ever since Song Zheyang's background was exposed, he left the capital and no one knew where he went. After so many years, the number one talent who once amazed the entire capital is no longer mentioned and has even been forgotten.
Ye Xuan Ke never thought that he would see him again.
Song Zheyang laughed bitterly at himself: "Maybe my sins are too severe, so God is unwilling to let me go."
Ye Xuanke didn't know what to say for a moment.
He once admired Song Zheyang, but Song Zheyang was too confused and indecisive. He knew that everything Song Muxue did was wrong, but he still helped the tyrant like Song Shaozhang and Song Zhening, and gave up Song Yunxi and chose Song Muxue.
At that time, for him whose background had not yet been exposed, Song Yunxi was his blood-related sister.
Thinking of all this, Ye Xuan Ke could no longer sympathize with him.
Seeing that Ye Xuanke didn't say anything, Song Zheyang got straight to the point and explained his purpose: "I know Yunxi's wedding is coming soon, and I came back to the capital just to give her a gift."
Over the years he has been traveling around the world, working as a teacher and making a living by selling calligraphy and paintings. Compared with the luxurious life he had as a prince before, his life is really hard, but he also feels unprecedented peace of mind because of his self-reliance.
He has been in Nanyue since the destruction of Nanyue and the news of the prince's upcoming wedding naturally spread to Nanyue.
He was a little surprised at the time.
I always thought Song Yunxi and Ye Xuanqi had been married for a long time, but I never expected to hear the news of their wedding three years later.
He knew he shouldn't disturb Song Yunxi anymore, but he changed his mind when he saw the famous painting he had obtained by chance.
When he came, he had made up his mind that he would be satisfied if he could ask a reliable person to deliver the gift to her. However, when he really arrived in the capital, he still hoped to see her in person.
So he stood guard outside the Imperial Master's Mansion, not daring to let anyone see him, hoping only to see her from afar, just once.
But in the end he was disappointed. He waited for a whole day but did not see Song Yunxi.
Song Zheyang took out the scroll and said, "Your Highness, please give this painting to Yunxi."
Ye Xuanqi hesitated but still took it: "Aren't you going to give it to her yourself?"
Song Zheyang smiled bitterly: "How can a person like me have the face to see her?"
He had met Song Yunxi once when he decided to leave the capital. She must have hoped that would be their last meeting!
So why bother her anymore?
Song Zheyang said with some sadness: "She will definitely need money a lot in the future. I don't have much to give her now. This painting is of some value. I can exchange it for some silver when needed."
After saying that, he bowed respectfully to Ye Xuanke and said, "I'll leave it to you, Your Highness."
It was a long time after Song Zheyang left that Ye Xuanke came back to his senses.
When he opened the painting in his hand, his pupils vibrated.
Song Zheyang was really thoughtful, as he was willing to give away such a masterpiece.
But Ye Xuan Ke was still a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should give it to Song Yunxi, and even more so whether he should tell her the truth.
So I found Ye Xuanqi and told him everything.
Ye Xuanqi handed the painting back to Ye Xuanke: "Just tell me the truth. Yunxi will decide what to do."
When the two arrived at the Imperial Master's Mansion, Ye Xuanke told Song Yunxi everything.
Seeing that she was staring at the painting in silence, Ye Xuan Ke felt uneasy and secretly blamed himself for being nosy and taking the painting.
After a long time, Song Yunxi finally spoke: "It turns out that it was not my illusion."
Ye Xuanke was a little surprised: "You knew he was coming?"
Song Zheyang didn't know that Song Yunxi had changed into men's clothes and left through the side door when he was watching. When she came back, she always felt that someone was watching the Imperial Master's Mansion, and she asked Qinghe to check. But now Song Zheyang had completely lost his former charm, so Qinghe didn't notice him.
Ye Xuan Ke also sighed: "If I hadn't known him before, I wouldn't have recognized him at all."
Song Yunxi said calmly: "For him, maybe life like this is a relief?"
If he stayed in the capital, his life experience would become a topic of conversation among people, and he would live in the vortex of public opinion and find it difficult to escape.
Moreover, there is a high possibility that he will continue to be used by Song Muxue, and it is unknown whether he can survive.
Ye Xuanke nodded: "That's true, this is indeed the best ending for him."
Ye Xuanke pointed at the painting and said, "Will you accept the gift he sent?"
Song Yunxi didn't understand calligraphy and painting, so she looked at Ye Xuanqi and asked, "Is this painting valuable?"
"Priceless."
Ye Xuanqi said truthfully: "I don't know how many people in the world would be willing to give up everything to possess this painting."
Song Yunxi's eyes lit up instantly: "In that case, it's a bargain for me."
Ye Xuan Ke: "So you are going to take it?"
Isn't this nonsense?
Song Yunxi rolled her eyes and said, "Such a valuable painting has been handed over to me, how can I push it away?"
Ye Xuanke: “…”
Logically speaking, shouldn't she refuse, then proudly and coldly state that she has nothing to do with Song Zheyang and return the painting?
Why doesn't she act according to common sense?
Song Yunxi: I'm not stupid. I wouldn't leave such a valuable thing unaccepted and act like I'm indifferent and unmoved.
Song Yunxi carefully put the painting away: "Dad likes calligraphy and painting, he will definitely like this painting very much, so hang it in his study first."
She can just take it back when she wants to sell it in the future.
Song Zheyang was unaware that Song Yunxi had accepted the painting. Before leaving the capital, he returned to the gate of Wenyuanhou Mansion.
Today, the Wenyuan Marquis Mansion has long been in decline, and the title of Wenyuan Marquis has long since changed hands, but Song Zheyang's heart is calm without a single ripple.
He has let go of everything over the years, and this result is what every one of them deserves.
Now that my second uncle has inherited the title, perhaps this is the right path.
Song Zheyang did not step into the dilapidated mansion. He was about to leave after taking a look. Unexpectedly, he met Song Shaoyuan who was returning home from court on the way.
"Zheyang?"
"Second uncle?!"
Song Shaoyuan thought he had recognized the wrong person and called him uncertainly, but when he heard Song Zheyang call him "Second Uncle", he was sure that he was not mistaken.
Song Zheyang had never expected to meet Song Shaoyuan, so he blurted out.
Then he immediately thought of his own life experience, and with an embarrassed look he changed his words: "My Lord."
This unfamiliar title left Song Shaoyuan stunned.
"I'm still used to you calling me Second Uncle."