"General," I don't know who shouted, and then there was a chorus of war encouragement. The enemy army was in a rout formation and was quickly dispersed.
The deputy general ran over and saw An Jin holding his sword on the ground, his eyes always looking forward, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He was holding something tightly in his hand, but he had no breath.
The general and lieutenant plopped down on the ground, and all the soldiers knelt down together.
An Jin, the youngest general of Cang Kingdom, died for his country at the age of 27. He was named King of Loyalty and Righteousness by the Emperor of Cang Kingdom.
In the General's Mansion, Manager Chen was kneeling on the ground. His pale face was almost withered, and his fingers were only skin and bones. He kept throwing paper money into the fire, one after another.
"General, my wife and master are here, don't be afraid, it's okay, they won't make you suffer anymore."
"The little wooden box of yours was buried with you. Your most cherished things were placed there. Don't worry, none of them were left behind. Also, the old slave will admit his mistake to the princess, General," he knelt down.
Next, I cried until I couldn't stop crying.
At this time, a plain white figure came in at the door. She came over, gently caressed the coffin, and raised her red lips gently, "An Jing, you are dead. Don't worry, you will not be alone."
Because I will be here with you.
"What are you doing here? Get out," Butler Chen stood up suddenly, staring at this harmful person with hatred.
"It's all you, it's all you. If it weren't for you, our general wouldn't have died. It's all your fault," he shouted at the top of his voice to the woman in white who came in.
The woman raised her red lips, and even her voice was unhurried.
"Steward Chen, I think you are old and confused. Don't forget my identity. I am the wife of Duke Zhongyi. You are just a slave. What qualifications do you have to yell at me?"
"Bah," Butler Chen spat hard.
"Madam, you are dreaming, there is no wife in our general's mansion who is a prostitute."
Su Jingyi was still laughing. She sighed with laughter and laughed sarcastically. Then she clapped her hands and said, "Come here, Butler Chen is old and frail. Take him down and let him enjoy his old age. There is no need for him in this house."
Already." After she finished speaking, many guards came in outside, and without any explanation, they pulled Chen Guan's family out who was constantly cursing.
Su Jingyi clapped her hands, then squatted down and threw paper money into the brazier on the ground.
"I really want to thank you," Su Jingyi looked at the fire that was constantly burning in the basin, and a tear fell, just this one drop. "Thank you for not divorced me yet, and for giving me such a life, my loyal and righteous father."
Madam, I like this name."
She stood up, walked to the dark and cold coffin, stretched out her hand to touch it, and then pressed her face against it. It seemed that she could still feel the temperature of the man's body, but now he was dead.
But she is alive.
"You don't blame me, do you?" She murmured, "I really liked you, not because of your identity or your status. You were very kind to me. No one in the world was so kind to me.
It's better, if no one exposed all this, I believe we would still be living happily, with children and a home."
"You have no children, and neither do I. There is only this cold general's mansion."
"So, leave this place to me. You don't have to be afraid. I will be here with you and stay with you forever."
She closed her eyes, and tears fell to the ground drop by drop, and then shattered on the floor. Only the fire in the brazier kept burning, and those flying ashes didn't know where they fell. Maybe it was very close, maybe it would be
It's very far away, and living people can't see it, and dead people can't even see it.
On the official road, a carriage was running continuously on the road. The people on the carriage were all in a hurry, as if the sadness had dyed everything here, including the air.
Yong Xi sat blankly. She opened the curtain of the carriage and looked at the road with no end in sight.
"Sit down," Laoyan stretched out his hand to let her lean into his arms, and then gently stroked her hair.
"Everyone will die. Everyone is doomed from birth."
Yin Xi shook her eyelashes, then turned around, tears falling one after another on her long eyelashes.
"I'm sorry," Yong Xi hugged his waist tightly and kept blaming herself, "I'm sorry, I caused you trouble again. I asked you to accompany me to Cang Country overnight to see him, and he..."
"Forget it," Lao Yan stroked her hair gently, "I am not that stingy person. Besides, everyone is dead, so what else is there to complain about? He is also a hero, and he is both emotional and reasonable.
, I also want to go see him, after all, without his concession, we would not be where we are now."
Luo Yan sighed and said, he also has thousands of words to say about that man, but it is useless to say anything now. It is a pity to die young. He does not hate, nor complain, nor jealous, but
He was even more fortunate that that man stayed with Yong Xi for such a long time and watched her grow up, saving her a lot of suffering.
For this, he should say thank you to him.
Yun Xi was still crying. She clutched Laoyan's clothes. It was an indescribable sadness. How could he die? How could he die? He was obviously still so young. Obviously, she had just heard about it not long ago.
He had several concubines, but why did he die in battle within a few days?
He is dead and gone, just like her mother and concubine who have left forever.
Luo Yan patted her shoulder gently, comforting her silently. In fact, a sadness fell in his heart. This is life, it is too fragile, and it may be fleeting.
The carriage was on its way until night, when the road became difficult, so they found a bed and breakfast to rest.
Xu Feng also looked tired. He had been rushing all the way, and they were really tired. Not to mention the people driving the car, even the people riding in the car were the same.
Yun Xi had a look of astonishment on her face, and she held Laoyan's hand tightly. If it hadn't been like this, she might have become confused.
Laoyan patted her face and said, "Okay, let's take a rest and let Xu Feng cook something for you to eat."
Xu Feng smiled bitterly, when had he ever eaten cooked food, but there was nothing he could do about it, the prince couldn't do it, and the princess couldn't do it either. What Xuri cooked was either raw or mushy, and only what he cooked could barely be swallowed.
Yong Xi bit her lip, "I'd better eat some snacks."
Xufeng was disgusted, and he made a bitter look on his face. "Princess, the food I cook is not that bad, at least it is much more delicious than what Xuri cooks."
Yong Xi turned her face away politely, "It doesn't taste good."
"Okay, just bear with it and eat well when you get back to the house, okay?" Laoyan squeezed her cold little hand in a funny way. It was good, and he could still joke. And he also breathed a sigh of relief.