Xu Qinghuan raised her head, the midday sun pierced her eyes, and there was a buzzing in her ears. She took a deep breath, with a bright smile on her face.
The emperor was afraid of Li Xu's strong soldiers and horses, so he detained her in the capital for three years. Earlier, her old illness relapsed, and Li Xu rushed back to the capital from northern Xinjiang. He asked to resign and return to the countryside, just to be able to stay by her bedside.
"Qing Huan, if you are no longer here, I will go with you. I have nothing to worry about in this world."
Li Xu's nickname was Ajiu. When he was born, his family was already in decline, and he had eight older brothers. Even though he was smart and smart since childhood, he was not taken seriously by the family. It was not until he made meritorious service in the army and turned the tide in the court that everyone knew about it.
Such a versatile man in both civil and military affairs, he later became the emperor's most capable minister, taking charge of more than forty local guards.
It was such a man who stayed by her bedside without rest, crying silently when no one else was around, earning him the reputation of "a man who is deeply in love but never lives long".
Finally, her illness improved, and Li Xu got the emperor's promise to send her out of the capital as long as he retrieved the thirteen border cities for the Great Zhou Dynasty. Only then did she set foot on the land of northern Xinjiang again.
Unexpectedly, what greeted her was a siege by soldiers and horses.
Having accompanied Li Xu all the way to the present, Qing Huan is used to seeing ups and downs. Qing Huan knows that these are not people from the imperial court: "I am bound to die, so stop hiding and come out!"
If the imperial court wanted to kill her, it would not wait until now. If it wanted to use her as bait to ambush Li Xu, it would be better to go thirty miles further and wait for Li Xu to open the pass fortress to gain the upper hand.
There was a commotion in the crowd, and Li Xu's father Li Changyan stood in front of her, looking at her with piercing eyes, his face showing the unique majesty of an elder: "Our Li family has strong soldiers and horses, and we only have one excuse to send our troops south to kill the faint king. I would have
Just let someone remind you that if you die in the capital, we can justifiably send out troops. You can't even do such a trivial thing?"
Qing Huan smiled slightly: "Dad wants me to sacrifice my life, how can it be insignificant?"
Li Changyan snorted disdainfully: "How many men died in battle, how many people worked hard to achieve today's situation. Think about the people of Li, what does your life mean? Besides, even if you don't have today, your illness will not be cured. It's not as good as justice."
Some. Don’t worry, your husband will build a great empire for you, your tablet will be enshrined in the Ancestral Temple and receive incense for thousands of years, and you will also leave a mark in history with his name.”
Qing Huan said: "If you calculate it this way, I am indeed lucky."
Li Changyan looked much more relaxed after hearing this: "I have already made arrangements. Let's say that the imperial court will use it to send you home to sneak attack on our Beida camp. In order to protect ourselves, we have to fight. When we send out troops tomorrow, the entire army will wear mourning for you.
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Poor Xu'er was chosen by God to do such a thing. He can't let you down, let alone millions of soldiers. He also wants to save all people from fire and water. Who can understand the pain? He will be more sad than you."
Qing Huan looked not far away. When she was by his side, she only felt that time was stable. She forgot that the hands that peeled pomegranates for her were also the hands that held the sword and killed people.
Prosperity and wealth are really not easy, and how can you get them without hard work?
So, is it her life?
There was a numbness in her heart, like a piece of ice freezing her whole body, making her unable to feel the pain and sorrow.
Qing Huan smiled slightly: "Dad is right, now is a good time, but I didn't think clearly before. We should all think about Jiulang and do our best to support him.
It's just that the death of a wife is not enough, so why don't you die too! If I die, my husband can marry Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li to open the way for him in the future. If you die, my husband can marry Zhou, Wu,
Zheng, wouldn't it be better if the king became his father in exchange for soldiers, horses, money and food support?"
Li Changyan suddenly turned pale and became furious: "You are so rebellious and cursed your elders."
The long sword unsheathed and struck at her without hesitation, but she was already prepared and looked at the guard driving the carriage. The guard whipped the horse hard, and the whole carriage immediately galloped forward crazily.
Seeing this, the soldiers and horses surrounding her immediately surrounded her, and those who were guarding her were immediately drowned in the crowd and lost their lives silently.
Arrows fell like raindrops on the carriage, and someone quickly climbed onto the carriage.
Warm blood splattered everywhere, and after all, it was difficult for her to fight with two fists, and there were fewer and fewer people around her.
No matter how hard she struggled, the final result was the same, but for some reason she always had a smile on her lips and her eyes were brighter, as if she had no fear.
The end point is just ahead, and Li Xu will appear there. As long as she gets closer, she can see him.
Even if she knew that there was no need to seek confirmation, Li Xu must have acquiesced in what happened today. No one in northern Xinjiang could mobilize so many troops without telling Li Xu.
The long knife penetrated her body without hesitation, and it was very cold.
She didn't move, still sitting in front of the carriage.
The person who set out to kill her was so cowardly that he didn't remove the sharp knife from her body, but instead set the carriage on fire.
The fire made the horse even more crazy, and the red flames illuminated her beauty.
Qing Huan stood up slowly. Several horsemen and horses appeared not far away. Even though they were far apart, she could still vaguely identify them. The one leading them was Li Xu.
He stared at her, as if he was stunned.
Because what a scene it was, a woman standing on a carriage, without panic or fear, so quiet and firm, like an eternal rock, coming so hard, it made people feel ashamed to see her.
Her dress and long hair were swallowed up by the tongues of fire, but Qing Huan felt warm. Unknowingly, she remembered the time when she was lying in her mother's arms and listening to her talk. At that time, she was at the age when she first started to fall in love.
The breeze blew through the window lattice and her hair, making her laugh. Her mother combed her hair, her voice was extremely gentle and soft:
When you meet a man, you can't help but look at him a few more times. You are concerned about his safety and want to understand his sorrows. Your heart will jump when you think of him. When you stay with him, you will feel safe and secure. He is not married.
If he has good conduct and is willing to please you, protect you, and love you, you can marry him as your wife and work for him your whole life.
She thought she had found the person and ran towards him as much as possible.
But this is also the last time, and everything ends from now on.
If there is an afterlife, he and his eternal hegemony will no longer have anything to do with her. Not only that, she will demand her life from him, her life in this life.
Finally, Li Xu, who was not far away, moved and rushed over crazily with a team of people.
She seemed to hear the sound of war drums. At the beginning of this battle, she didn't know how many people would show their ambitions, and she didn't know how many people would lose their lives, but it had nothing to do with her.
