What happened today was something none of them expected. They thought they concealed it well, but they didn't expect that Yan Ruoling actually knew everything.
When Feng Changling told everyone that the soldiers had been poisoned, they all panicked and no one paid attention to Yan Ruoling.
However, if it hadn't been for her, the casualties in this war would have been very serious, because they only had four thousand soldiers and horses left.
In that situation, they were all ready to fight to the death.
It was Yan Ruoling who single-handedly saved everyone.
When she was brought back, they all thought she was dead, let alone Han Qiancheng.
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Yan Jing say: "Xiao Chengyi has given up the idea of ​​committing suicide."
Xiao Yunchu was stunned for a moment: "It's canceled now? How did my cousin do it?"
Yan Jingxuan chuckled: "Your cousin used his sharp tongue to fool people into becoming a monk.
Tomorrow Xiao Chengyi will send Han Qiancheng to become a monk at Fansheng Temple to atone for his sins."
Xiao Yunchu was shocked: "Become a monk...become a monk?"
Yan Jingxuan nodded.
Xiao Yunchu was a little confused: "Does he know that Ling'er is still alive?"
Yan Jingxuan snorted and said, "Of course I can't tell him."
This matter must be kept secret, and Han Qiancheng must be tortured. In short, he cannot be easily taken advantage of.
Xiao Yunchu blinked, confused: "Since he didn't know, how could he agree to become a monk? What on earth did my cousin say to him?"
Yan Jing preached: "Xiao Chengyi told him a story, a story about redemption and gifts. If you want to hear it, I will tell it to you slowly when I go back."
He squeezed Xiao Yunchu's hand and took her to his bedroom.
Xiao Yunchu didn't think much and was coaxed away by him. After listening to Yan Jing's story, it was already dark and it was naturally impossible to go back.
That night, Yan Jingxuan contentedly held the girl he abducted and had a good sleep.
The next day.
A carriage drove out of the palace gate and headed out of the city.
Mu Yun'an sat in the carriage and looked at Han Qiancheng sitting opposite.
In just one night, half of his hair has turned white, and his whole person looks haggard. Looking at him like this makes people feel pitiful and irritating.
Mu Yun'an sighed and said, "Ling'er will be sad to see you like this."
Han Qiancheng looked at her slightly and asked, "Can she see it?"
Mu Yun'an nodded: "Everyone has a soul after death. Sometimes the soul will stay with the person she cares about most and accompany him.
I believe she will definitely follow you, so she will be very sad when you are like this."
Han Qiancheng was a little excited: "Is everything you said true?"
Mu Yun'an said: "If you believe it, there is something. If you don't believe it, there is nothing. I'm just giving you a warning.
You caused her so much misery when she was alive, and if you still don't want her to live in peace after death, just torture yourself.
Anyway, in this world, only that silly girl will care about you."
Han Qiancheng's eyes were blurry when he heard this. Yes, only his silly girl in this world would care about him.
In the past, she would feel distressed if he was even slightly injured. When he was unhappy, she would try her best to make him happy.
But what had he done for her? He would only hurt her, make her sad, and plunge her into deep pain.
Thinking of this, Han Qiancheng's heart ached again. He leaned in the carriage and asked after a long time: "Is it true that if I treat her well, she won't be sad?"