This year, Nalan Fengjin stayed in Xizhou and had a lively time because his classmates got together. In the early spring, the battle to attack Nanchuan began.
Du Yuze proclaimed himself the King of Ze and led the troops in the battle with extraordinary bravery. Nanchuan took several months and could not be captured for a long time. Nalan Fengjin had no choice but to mobilize the Tiandu army to come for reinforcements. Nalan Xuyan heard that Nalan Fengjin led his troops to the north.
In his reply to him, Nalan Fengjin mentioned that he should bring Nalan Xingci with him and return to Tiandu City after capturing Nanchuan to marry Nalan Xingci and Nalan Hanqi.
After Nalan Xingci learned about it, she wrote a secret letter to Nalan Fengjin to express her gratitude to her. In her reply, she teased Nalan Xingci: "She will become my sister-in-law soon. I want to have a wedding ceremony."
Nalan Xingci blushed with embarrassment after seeing it. She was laughed at by Nalan Xuyan for a long time.
Nalan Xingci looked at the token of love sent by Nalan Hanqi and was as shy as a flower waiting to bloom. He said back to his brother: "Since I got acquainted with the eldest princess, why is my brother so bad? You and
The eldest princess is really a perfect match."
After hearing this, Nalan Xuyan burst into laughter. He only said that his sister was discerning, and he thought so too, but in return, Nalan Xingci whispered: "Shameless."
The war was tense, and Nanchuan was defending in danger. It was easy to defend but difficult to attack. Du Yuze was very good at this kind of fighting method. Even the Tiandu Army, which had integrated the top masters of Phoenix Villa, did not get any advantage. For a while, Nalan Fengjin was depressed.
to the extreme.
Ever since Nalan Fengjin made a big fuss at Du Yuze's wedding, Nalan Hanyi had always disliked Du Yuze. He actually proclaimed himself king this time, which has become a thorn in Nalan Hanyi's side. He secretly vowed not to capture Nanchuan, and he was not
Nalan Hanyi.
War is cruel. Looking at the blood-stained soldiers fighting on the battlefield, Nalan Fengjin could only feel sorry for him. However, the more he felt sorry for these soldiers with whom he drank and chatted, the stronger his hatred towards Du Shi was in his heart.
After being unable to attack for a long time, Nalan Hanyi decided to attack Nanchuan City with the Tiandu Army. They circled to Nanchuan from behind and attacked from behind.
Nalan Hanqi cooperated with the Tiandu Army to fight from the front, while waiting for the arrival of Nalan Xuyan's Zhennan Army.
Nalan Fengjin was commanding the battle in the city.
However, half a month later, Nalan Fengjin had not received any news from Nalan Hanyi. He couldn't help but worry, so he left the city and looked at the huge wall of Nanchuan City from a distance, speechless.
At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves kicking in the distance.
Nalan Fengjin raised his head when he heard the sound and saw a person coming from far away. Only when he got closer did he see clearly that it was Le Zhengyu.
It was so late at night in the wilderness, and Nalan Fengjin was confused when he suddenly saw Le Zhengyu walking alone.
Le Zhengyu came towards the light of the fire, and when he got close, he saw Nalan Fengjin. He was startled at first, then startled, and his mind was in a trance for a moment.
He rode a horse and ran forward, turned over and dismounted. Looking at Nalan Fengjin, he seemed to have a thousand words to say, but in the end he only called out in a deep voice, "Ah Jin."
He still likes to call her A Jin instead of such a strange name as Nalan Feng Jin.
Nalan Fengjin asked with a smile: "Why are you here? Aren't you with Han Yi?" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ling Yinglie beside Le Zhengyu and was startled.
When Le Zhengyu heard this, his eyes darkened. He glanced at Ling Yinglie beside him. Ling Yinglie bowed to Nalan Fengjin but said nothing. He just looked at Nalan Fengjin blankly.
After a long time, Ling Yinglie suddenly said: "I'm here to deliver a message to you. Nalan Han is dead."
Nalan Fengjin, who was originally smiling, was suddenly startled, as if he felt that he was hearing hallucinations.
Le Zhengyu continued what Ling Yinglie said: "The next day before he died, he said to me..."
Nalan Fengjin sat down numbly on the spot. She looked at Le Zhengyu blankly, as if it was not him who spoke, but her illusion.
There seemed to be water in Yue Zhengyu's eyes. After swallowing a bit of pain, he said calmly and slowly: "Yu said, the best time in my memory is to be with you."
"What did you say?" Nalan Fengjin was laughing.
Le Zhengyu choked up and said loudly: "I said he died the next day!"
Nalan Fengjin's whole body was shaken, then he shook his head and laughed, saying: "You know you love to joke, but you can't lie to me and say he is dead."
Nalan Fengjin was smiling, "Although we have been classmates for a short time, you can't lie to me like this!"
"I'm not, I didn't! Yi is indeed dead, he is really dead! I saw it with my own eyes, he is dead!" Le Zhengyu stood up suddenly, his expression extremely excited. "If it weren't for Ling Yinglie, I'm afraid I
Also dead."
"Le Zhengyu!" Nalan Fengjin suddenly yelled, and Le Zhengyu was startled. She stiffened her face and looked at him sharply. After a while, she suddenly changed her smile, as if she was afraid that she would scare Le Zhengyu by being too loud.
Generally speaking, he coaxed in a low voice: "I know you are joking, stop joking. As long as you tell the truth, I won't blame you for lying to me. Former classmate, I like your straightforward words the most. As long as you tell the truth now
If you say you are joking and lying to me, I won’t blame you, really.”
Le Zhengyu was startled, his eyes flashed with grief, and he said slowly: "Ah Jin, he is dead, he is really dead. His body is hanging on the wall of Nanchuan City now, and it has been hanging there for two days."
As he spoke, he shed tears and wiped them away with his long sleeve.
"It's impossible, he just..." Nalan Fengjin shook his head in denial, but couldn't say any more.
"When the army marched to Nanchuan, Du Zhilin's army arrived. They were ambushed and the whole army was wiped out. But Zhengyu was rescued by me halfway." Ling Yinglie said: "He was surrounded, and Du Zhilin
Lin immediately ordered the archers to shoot him dead. Afterwards, he was handed over to Du Yuze for disposal. When I saw him, he was already dying. He told me that the happiest days of his life were with you.
During that time, he said, I can't accompany you in this life, but I will smile with you in the next life. When he died, he was smiling and murmured that this country would be picturesque with you. Before he died, he held tightly in his hands
Hold on to this painting." Ling Yinglie took something out of his arms and handed it to Nalan Fengjin, which was a blood-stained painting.
Le Zhengyu cried and said: "I took a look and found that you and he were in the academy."
The air seemed to condense at this moment, and the dark night became silent except for the chirping of insects. Time passed quietly.
Le Zhengyu wiped the tears on his cheeks. Seeing that Nalan Fengjin still didn't answer, he raised his head and looked at Nalan Fengjin. He saw that her eyes were dull and unfocused at the moment, as if she was looking at the painting in his hand.
It seems not.
He called softly, but there was no response, and even when he shouted loudly, there was no response. She just stayed there, looking at the painting in his hand with her eyes blankly, and no matter how much Le Zhengyu called, there was no response.
Just when Le Zhengyu was helpless and worried, he suddenly saw Nalan Fengjin smile slightly, blood slowly flowing out from the corner of his mouth, he closed his eyes and fell to the ground silently.
Ling Yinglie picked her up and felt for her pulse.