Chuntao was originally listening to Bai Qingyan's heavy and forbearing cries in the house, with tears streaming down her face, but she didn't dare to go in to comfort her. Now when she heard Bai Qingyan's creepy laughter, she suddenly felt like an ant on a hot pot.
do not know what to do.
Hearing the sound, Chun Xing hurriedly put on her clothes, fastened the buttons, and hurried out of the ear room, asking Chuntao: "Miss, what's wrong?! Why are you standing outside the door and not going in to take a look!"
Chuntao wiped away the tears on her face and held Chun Xing's hand: "You stay here and don't let anyone in! I'll ask the third girl to come!"
"Okay!" Chun Xing's face turned pale with fright, and she nodded repeatedly.
Chuntao slid on the snow and ran all the way to Bai Jintong's yard. As soon as she entered the yard, Chuntao knelt at the door of the upper room and cried: "Third girl! Third girl, please go and see my eldest girl!"
Bai Jintong, who had just finished morning practice, heard the sound and lifted the curtain and came out: "What's wrong, elder sister?!"
Chuntao's eyes were extremely red and swollen, and she burst into tears: "Miss San, please go and have a look!"
Bai Jintong's face turned pale, and he walked quickly out of the courtyard without even taking care of his cloak.
Bai Jinxiu's Qingzhu Pavilion is very close to Bai Jintong's Bitong Garden. Bai Jinxiu, who is used to getting up early and reading by the window, also heard the noise. She quickly asked the second lady Liu to stay in Qingzhu Pavilion to take care of her Qingshu and go out to take a look.
What happened.
As soon as Qingshu left the hospital, he saw Chuntao and the girl beside Bai Jinxiu running quickly towards Qinghui Courtyard behind Bai Jintong.
Qingshu quickly turned back and confessed to Jinxiu: "Second girl, I saw Chuntao next to the eldest girl and following behind the third girl. She seemed to be heading towards the eldest girl."
Bai Jinxiu's hand holding the book tightened. Thinking of Bai Qingyan's cold illness and Bai Qingyan's running around these days, Bai Jinxiu suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. He opened the brocade quilt and said, "Qingshu, please change my clothes. I'm going to grow up."
Sister’s place!”
"Second girl, it's still snowing outside. The injury on your head..."
"It doesn't matter, I'm already well! Just give me a hat with thicker fur!" Bai Jinxiu was worried that the eldest girl was in a hurry. Qingshu didn't dare to persuade her anymore, so she hurriedly asked people to prepare clothes and helped Bai Jinxiu to walk in the snow.
Go to Qinghui Temple.
As soon as Bai Jinxiu arrived at the door of Qinghui Courtyard, she heard Bai Jintong standing at the door and calling softly: "Sister, I am Jintong, can I come in..."
Not getting a response from Bai Qingyan, Bai Jintong stood outside the door and did not dare to enter without permission. He could only turn around and ask Chuntao: "What's wrong with elder sister?!"
Chuntao knew how important the matter was, so she could only bite her lip and shake her head with tears in her eyes.
"Jintong, what's wrong with eldest sister?!" Bai Jinxiu's hand holding Qing Shu's arm started to sweat, and she walked quickly to the eaves, "But I'm suffering from cold disease?!"
"Second sister, you...why are you here too?!" Bai Jintong hurriedly took two steps to help Bai Jinxiu.
The sound of the partition door in the upper room creaked, and Chuntao hurriedly opened the curtain, only to see Bai Qingyan, who was wearing a white tunic half-stained with blood, standing between the two doors.
Bai Jinxiu's legs went weak and she almost fell down: "Sister!"
Bai Qingyan's pale face was as calm as water, her eyes were blood red, her messy hair had been sorted, and her entire aura was surging with undercurrents, as fierce as a Rakshasa demon from hell.
"Bai Jinxiu, Bai Jintong come in, the rest... guard outside the gate of Qinghui Courtyard, no one is allowed to come near!"
"Sister, what's on your body..."
She walked towards the inner room first: "It's not my blood, come in!"
Bai Jinxiu and Bai Jintong asked their servants to leave Qinghui Courtyard and guard the door. They entered the upper room hand in hand. Seeing Bai Qingyan standing in front of the fire with his back to them, Bai Jinxiu called softly: "Eldest sister..."
Bai Qingyan closed her sore eyes. She was reborn to protect her relatives, her elders, and her sisters! So...she can't collapse! She can't go crazy! She can't fall! No matter how much she hates, she can't throw herself into chaos.
He shows off his bravery and kills for revenge.
She was a person who had already experienced it once in her previous life. She was the daughter of the Bai family of the Duke of Zhenguo. She had to hold on and watch those traitors go to hell to atone for the sins of the men from her Bai family!
After a long while, she said in a hoarse voice: "Jintong, close the door. I have something to say."
Bai Jintong closed the door, and walked up to Bai Qingyan with Bai Jinxiu: "Sister."
She raised her eyes and looked at the five blood-stained bamboo slips on the desk. Her moist and hot breath was disordered. After closing her eyes, she said: "I didn't tell you before because I didn't get the exact information..."
Bai Qingyan turned around, looked at Bai Jinxiu and Bai Jintong who looked tense and confused, and swallowed: "Grandpa, my father, second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, fifth uncle... together with ten of my Bai family
Qi Erlang, all... died in the battle in southern Xinjiang."
Bai Jinxiu opened her eyes wide, took a breath and almost fainted. She felt like the sky was falling, the wound on her forehead was protruding, and her blood was so excited that it seemed to break through the scab.
"How could it be...all...all..." Bai Jintong's tears seemed to be broken, and she was even more speechless, "I'm afraid the news about eldest sister is wrong!"
When the news came about the previous life, the Bai family couldn't believe it either.
She walked to the desk and put her hand on the five bamboo slips. The veins on the back of her hand were beating. Her grief and anger almost burst out, but she swallowed them back. As a human being in two lifetimes, how could she be defeated so easily?
.
"This is what the historian accompanying the Bai family army recorded...the march and the battle situation." She picked up two volumes of bamboo slips. "Fang Yan, the commander of the Tiger Battalion of the Bai family army, and Shen Qingzhu, and I, the bodyguard of the Bai family, Wu Zhe, fought to the death to save these five volumes of bamboo slips.
Now Shen Qingzhu's whereabouts are unknown...Fang Yan and Wu Zhe are dead, and the blood on the bamboo slips belongs to Wu Zhe...it belongs to Fang Yan and to my hundreds of thousands of Bai family troops!"
Bai Qingyan put a volume of bamboo slips into Bai Jinxiu's hand, and another volume into Bai Jintong's hand.
Looking at the two sisters with tearful eyes and heavy expressions, she said: "I want you to know that my son from the Bai family did not die from the swords of other countries, but from the suspicion of the Emperor of Jin Dynasty.
Died...at the hands of one of the Jin Kingdom's own people!"
Bai Jinxiu's tears were like broken threads, and she tremblingly unfolded the bamboo slips in her hand.
Bai Jintong did not dare to delay in unfolding the bamboo slips, and looked down with tears in his eyes...
After reading one volume, Bai Jintong burst into tears. He stumbled to his desk and unfolded another volume. His whole body was shaking and he was crying.
Bai Qingyan stood stiff and tense in front of the brazier. Even though she had cried like crazy and vented her anger, her eyes were full of sour tears. She felt that her whole body was so cold that she was shaking to the bone, even if she stood so close to the brazier.
Relief, the whole body is so cold that it feels numb.
Bai Jinxiu, who was standing in front of the desk, tremblingly picked up the bamboo slips. She was so filled with grief and despair that she could hardly breathe. She fell to the ground awkwardly holding the bamboo slips: "Xiao Shiqi... He is only ten years old! He is only ten years old!"
Bai Jintong, who suppressed his cries, turned his grief into anger, his eyes were on fire, his fists clenched loudly, he turned around and walked out.