Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 2210

Chapter 2210

Shi Anxia's gaze fell quietly on Nan Yan. "He is a registered prisoner, wearing the shackles. According to the law, the only people who can accompany him for the rest of his life are slaves registered with the government."

Nan Yan's face showed no trace of surprise or confusion. Having been by Madam's side for so many years, she knew the rules of this world, where family status was as vast as mountains and seas, and laws were as strict as iron.

She lowered her eyelids, her long eyelashes casting two faint shadows on her pale cheeks. Her voice was low and clear, "Madam, all of this... Nan Yan knows. Nan Yan... is willing to become a slave again for you, young master."

Shi Anxia completely exposed the bloody price paid, "Even so, your future children will be born into a life of slavery. Are you willing?"

This is like a moth flying into a flame!

The air seemed to freeze for a moment. Nan Yan's body shook imperceptibly, as if struck by an invisible hammer. The color drained from her face as she raised it in shock.

After a long moment, her tightly pursed lips finally moved with difficulty. Her voice was as light as flying catkins, yet with a strange, stubborn hoarseness. "Then, then we won't have children or raise them. Just... just the two of us, accompanying you... just like this is fine."

Shi Anxia stared at the clarity in Nan Yan's eyes that were a mixture of courage and pain, and felt an indescribable bitterness in her heart.

In her previous life, Nan Yan had come to her in the same way, begging for mercy. In the end, she had suffered such a tragic end.

In this life, Song Shenzhi was not bad. But people's hearts changed under different circumstances. Even the bright and clear-minded uncle and Emperor Zhaowu had taken the wrong path.

Song Shenzhi... An Xia hadn't had much contact with him at the time, so she didn't dare to make any rash conclusions. She only asked, "What if one day, God has mercy on you and your son Shenzhi is able to rise to prominence again, but he betrays you? Nan Yan, how will you cope with that?"

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At the Song family, no one picked up their chopsticks at the dinner table.

Mrs. Song had just learned about the harshness of the criminal law and dared not mention marrying Nan Yan as her daughter-in-law. How could she bear to drag such a good girl into a trap?

Song Xizhi was unwilling to give in. "Brother, is there no other way?"

Song Shenzhi slowly shook his head, "From now on, don't mention this again. Letting Miss Nan Yan go will be a good deed."

Song Yuanjiu said, "My son is right. We shouldn't let such a good girl suffer with our family. She deserves a better life."

Mrs. Song covered her face and cried softly. She reached out and held Song Shenzhi's hand, unable to speak.

Song Shenzhi smiled with red eyes, "Mother, don't be sad, I'm fine."

Although he said it was okay, he tossed and turned all night long and couldn't sleep until dawn.

Song Shenzhi made up his mind and decided to thank Nan Yan and ask her not to come again in the future.

Not being able to see her is like a blunt knife cutting my flesh, painful. But seeing her is like tearing my heart out.

He is not afraid of pain.

He just didn't want to add another blade of despair that would cut into their bones to their deepest despair.

It would be better to just say goodbye. Let the pain only hurt him.

But Nan Yan didn't come that day.

Song Shenzhi felt a huge sense of emptiness in his heart.

The days that followed flowed slowly, as if their souls had been drained away. Dawn and dusk alternated, the grass withered and grew, and the leaves of the old ginkgo tree in the courtyard turned from green to yellow, then fell one by one, covering the stone steps.

Nan Yan never came back... Two months seemed as long as half a lifetime.

Song Shenzhi was secretly relieved at first, as he no longer had to face the torture that was so close yet so far away every day.

However, before he could truly relax his breath, a deeper and more empty sense of loss began to gnaw at his internal organs silently like a maggot on his tarsal bones.