If An Yihou had been able to move that day, he would not have been lying on Song Chengxuan's back, watching the Japanese artillery coming towards him, but he was helpless.
Carrying weight in the water is different from carrying weight on the ground, especially on the sea. He knows very well how much effort it takes. Even if he is not injured, he cannot go into the sea to save people like this.
An Yihou wanted to break free, but he had no strength at all. Song Chengxuan tied him to his body and swam in the fire.
Everyone has a life.
Back then, he did not sacrifice his life for the Palace of the Prince of Wei, but today he was saved by the Crown Prince of Wei.
Anyihou had mixed feelings in his heart.
"Father." Xu Qinghuan's voice came.
An Yihou raised his head and looked over, only to see his daughter quickly entering the door.
"Father." Xu Qinghuan leaned in front of the bed, looking at the haggard and disfigured face of Marquis Anyi, and choked for a moment.
"It's okay," An Yihou's chapped lips moved, "It's much better already." As he said that, he wanted to raise his hand to touch the top of Xu Qinghuan's head, but his arm hung limply without strength.
Xu Qing'an also walked into the house, and just as he was about to step forward and call his father, An Yihou said: "Is there any news about Mr. Song?"
Xu Qingan's face immediately dropped, and his living heart seemed to turn into stone. However, considering that the black-faced man saved his father's life, it should be the same, so he had to endure it for a while.
"Master Song was injured while trying to save his father." Xu Qinghuan knew that her father would feel even more guilty when he heard the truth, but she couldn't lie at this time. "I'm afraid the injury was not serious at the time, and there was no time to nurse him back to health. He was covered in armor for several days.
, has become red, swollen and ulcerated, and the person has a fever. He has just been given medicine and is resting in the military tent."
After hearing this, Marquis An Yi struggled to get up, but had no choice but to sigh.
"The days are long," Xu Qinghuan said, "Don't worry, father, take good care of yourself first. Mr. Song will take the risk to rescue my father. My father must also get well and live up to his wishes."
An Yihou nodded: "How is the war going? Have you captured the White Dragon King?"
"Su Wan was escorted to Beijing," Xu Qinghuan said, "Master Song also won the battle. Now the warship has returned for repairs and will go on another expedition soon."
A smile appeared on An Yihou's face: "Those Japanese are no match for him. I have inquired about Quanzhou. It's a pity that the Changzhou navy has neglected to drill, otherwise..."
Xu Qing'an finally found a chance to interrupt: "Didn't we already retreat? Why do we have to go again? The art of war says that you should not pursue a poor enemy."
An Yihou said with a serious face: "You are usually uneducated and incompetent. Now, it's my fault that I didn't teach you well."
Marquis Anyi's breath was weak, Xu Qinghuan hurriedly stopped him and said: "Father, it's better to rest more. My brother has never been to the military camp, so naturally he doesn't know." After saying this, she looked at Xu Qing'an, "Because of the White Dragon King's provocation, our Changzhou Navy suffered losses.
It is tragic that even if the Japanese Ping clan has retreated now, there will still be people who want to take advantage of the loss of troops and generals in the Great Zhou Dynasty to attack again. Once the situation cannot be controlled, the Great Zhou Dynasty will be plunged into bitter fighting within half a year or even a year.
If the warships of the Great Zhou Dynasty were to attack the Japanese pirates and eradicate those Japanese pirates who had fled early when they saw the situation was not good, and showed the power of our heroic army of the Great Zhou Dynasty, those people would not dare to act rashly."
Coping with war or being able to handle it with ease are two different things.
Sometimes fighting is like this, not only to win the battle, but also to maintain morale. If she didn't have all the things in her previous life, she probably wouldn't know it.
Although it would be more dangerous to pursue at this time, guarding against potential dangers is what a courageous general would do. What Song Chengxuan wanted was not to retire with success, but to completely resolve this crisis.
This is also something she admires.
Li Xu can do it on the surface, but in his heart he just needs to weigh the pros and cons in advance.
Xu Qinghuan had just thought about this when he heard Meng Lingyun come and say: "Master Hou, eldest lady, prince, that Lord Song is here."
Didn't Song Chengxuan take a break? Why did he come here?
Xu Qinghuan was a little surprised, and Marquis An Yi couldn't calm down for a while. Only Xu Qing'an was like a hairless hedgehog, always feeling that this guy was not good.
"Please come quickly." An Yihou's voice was hoarse.
Song Chengxuan opened the curtain and walked in. He didn't seem to see the brothers Xu Qing'an and Xu Qinghuan. His eyes fell directly on the face of Marquis An Yi, with a rather cold expression: "I have something to say to the Marquis."
The implication is that everyone else is leaving.
Xu Qinghuan looked at Song Chengxuan, and saw him standing there tall and straight. His face was not as flushed as before, but extremely pale. His lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were as dark as ink, making it difficult to see what he was thinking in his heart, as if he had a heavy burden on his shoulders.
They suppressed him tightly, but he still took on everything without showing weakness.
Xu Qinghuan knew that he shouldn't say anything at this time, so he glanced at his brother and the two of them walked out.
The curtain was lowered to separate them.
Xu Qinghuan and Xu Qingan stood side by side. They stood for a long time without hearing any words. Xu Qingan felt like a fire was burning in his heart, and he was indescribably anxious. He turned to look at his sister who was standing quietly beside him. She was thinking about something.
Something, the whole person feels extraordinarily peaceful.
but
Xu Qing'an suddenly frowned and pointed at her: "Sister, why are there blood stains on your clothes?" The blood stain was oval, and it was obviously not accidentally rubbed or spattered, but rather seemed to be attached to the wound, and then
Xu Qing'an felt like his brain was exploding with a "boom", as if all his thoughts had become fragmented and he couldn't think of anything.
Xu Qinghuan looked down and found that she had forgotten about this incident. Almost immediately, her cheeks heated up, as if she had been caught red-handed for doing something bad.
She is usually very eloquent, but now she doesn't know how to explain it. Seeing her brother's appearance as if he has seen a ghost, I'm afraid he won't believe it even if she gives any reason.
Fortunately, my brother fell silent after saying this.
I don't know how long it took.
"Sister," Xu Qing'an said again, "you should know that if you don't like it, you can always give up, right? Although I can't be rich or promiscuous, at least I can't be subdued by being powerful."
Xu Qinghuan was stunned.
In the room, Marquis An Yi still couldn't calm down. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Master Song, please sit down. I"
"Master Hou already knows who I am." Song Chengxuan's clear eyes suddenly became bloodshot.
"Yes," An Yihou nodded, "I know that you saved my children many times back then, and now you have saved me again. Such kindness."
Song Chengxuan's face was as cold as ice: "Master Hou, there is no need to talk about kindness. Today I am here to ask a question. I hope Master Hou can answer truthfully."
Marquis An Yi said without thinking, "Okay." In those days, he would tell the truth about everything, even when he was weak or timid. As long as he could be given a chance to atone for his sins, no matter what, his face and life were already worthless.
"Just this once," Song Chengxuan said, "I won't ask you anything in the future."
An Yihou hadn't yet figured out what Song Chengxuan meant, but Song Chengxuan had already continued: "The rebellion back then." At this point, he paused, and his eyes became a little more gloomy.
Under the circumstances, he deliberately framed my father."
"No," An Yihou blurted out, "I will never"
"No need to explain anymore." Song Chengxuan interrupted An Yihou. At this time, his eyes were extremely dark and daunting, and he paused for a long time.
When An Yihou felt that Song Chengxuan would not speak again.
Song Chengxuan's voice was hoarse: "The past cannot be recalled, and I will not mention it from now on. The Xu family and I will act according to our marriage contract. She will not let me down, and I will not let her down. If you lie to me today or have second thoughts, it will be like
This case."
As soon as Song Chengxuan finished speaking, he slapped his palm on the table next to him, and the wooden tabletop immediately cracked.