In the Young Marshal's Mansion.

On the lakeside covered with flowers and cotton sable, the sun shines on the lake through the clouds, emitting bright water.

shore.

Huo Yunting half-kneeled on the ground, Yingjun's face was stunned.

Around the lake, the Huo family, the guards, the housekeeper Qian, the deputy officer Li, the servants... There are 5 or 60 people in all kinds of football teams~~

They were piled up and looked at each other and got together.

So many people are silent.

There are only birds spreading their wings among the blue sky and clouds, and the "Yao" makes a crisp chirping.

The surroundings were as quiet as death.

"Young Marshal, if you want to spend your whole life with me and want to be sweet with me, you have to show me what I believe in you and give me sincerely, and truly touch my sincerity, rather than the so-called apology that seems romantic but is actually forced to force me."

Xiao Rao said indifferently, and in full view of everyone, she threw down the ring.

Turn around and leave with ease.

Huo Yunting knelt on the spot, Yingjun's face was gloomy.

He looked at Xiao Rao's beautiful back and slowly stretched out his hand, wanted to call her and explain, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

He knelt quietly for a moment, stood up silently, and looked at the roses by the lake.

A long time, a long time...

Huo Yunting slowly exhaled and turned and left.

The people around him started to whisper in an instant.

"Oh, the young coach and his wife, are they so quarreling?"

"It's so serious!"

"My mother, Young Marshal is so romantic. What kind of character is he? He actually bowed to his wife. If I were a wife, I would be moved and trepidated, and she burst into tears. Why did the wife ignore her? Really..."

The little maid whispered in a jealous voice.

After hearing this, Miss Huo Qi heard it, "What's the point? If a singer was not fortunate enough to enter the Young Marshal's Mansion, she would have been shaking up!

"It's just a shame."

She raised her feet angrily and kicked the candle by the lake.

There was a slight sound of ‘bang’.

Huo Yunting seemed to hear it and turned around suddenly.

The second concubine, Jingruo, suddenly pulled her daughter over and held her mouth tightly.

"Um!!"

Miss Huo Qi was dragged and staggered, her heels tripped to a rock, her eyes were filled with tears of pain, and she was covered with pain, and she was pressed into her throat.

His face turned red.

Huo Yunting looked back, Yingjun's face was cold and handsome, his eagle eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at the decorations by the lake intricately. He slowly stepped forward, leaned over and picked a flower, and held it in his palm.

Long, long.

He turned around and walked back.

The back is bleak.

He returned to the study depressedly. Before he even sat down, he spoke in a rare depression, "It's all your fault!"

"What are your ideas?" Huo Yunting's sharp eagle eyes accused him and looked at Butler Qian and Adjutant Li, "Madam hates me even more!"

"She didn't forgive me at all!"

He spoke out.

His tone was a little aggrieved.

"This, oh, young man, I don't know what's going on? Obviously, women like this kind of romantic things. We are diamonds, flowers, kneeling on the ground, grand... there are many of them!"

"Why is Madam angry?"

Mr. Qian’s old face was puzzled.

At a loss.

Adjutant Li was dejected and dared not say a word.

There was a dead silence in the study room.

After a long time, Huo Yunting gradually regained his rationality. He sighed, "Forget it, I don't blame you, it's me that needs to think about it carefully."

How can I get Xiao Rao’s forgiveness?

——

The next few days.

Huo Yunting did rack his brains.

Unfortunately, I didn't think of the solution. In Yanping County, Wu Kangping and the enemy came.

They seemed to have received assistance from the W country and made a comeback. As the young marshal, Huo Yunting had his own responsibilities and could only let go of his love for the long time.

He is going to rush to the front line.

Before leaving, he knocked on Xiao Rao's door.

‘Knock.’

At that time, Xiao Rao was sitting on the sofa with her little feet raised, fiddling with the battle report, with a thoughtful look on her face.

[In the original memory, this war should be the time when Huo Yunting died in battle, the Young Marshal's Mansion fled to Country W, and his original body was pushed into the water?]

She said softly.

The eyebrows and eyes are faint.

[Yes, that's the one.] 9527 nodded and said solemnly: [The original memory, because of the support of W country, Wu Kangping and the enemy were equipped with advanced equipment and abundant logistics. Huo Yunting struggled very hard. A big battle lasted for more than a year, and finally...]

【well.】

She sighed and said in a tone of gritting teeth: [Huo Yunting lost and died in battle, but that's not his fault!]

[It was Huo Yunzhe and Xiao Wanqing. They were deceived by spies from W countries. The spy pretended to be members of an international peacekeeping organization, and won their trust. He entered the Young Marshal's Mansion to install a monitor and stole important information. In the end, Huo Yunting was defeated.]

【He is dead.】

[The two of them went to W country and were rich and prosperous all their lives. In their later years, they became famous and became a model of love in the wartime "loyalty" and international peacemakers, sought after by the world~~]

【This is too unfair.】

[So, the original body is willing to give its soul and seek justice.]

9527 Silently.

Xiao Rao lowered her eyebrows and her eyes were cold.

She opened her lips and was about to say something, but Huo Yunting came outside.

He kept knocking on the door.

And Xiao Rao...

I didn't want to pay attention to him, but when I thought of the result of his death on the battlefield... the general was loyal and wrapped in a horse's body. He was brave enough to serve the country. He could be betrayed and plotted~

【A little miserable.】

Xiao Rao sighed, but she couldn't bear it after all, so she got up and opened the door for him.

Huo Yunting walked in silently. He stood by the door, looked down at Xiao Rao, and for a moment, he spoke softly, "I'm leaving."

"Go to the war!"

“~~I know.”

Xiao Rao leaned against the wall, her enchanting little face slightly raised, and her slender fingertips clamped the battle report, "I have seen it, are you... here to say goodbye to me?"

"Are you going to remind me, haha, let me take care of my sister?"

She couldn't help but sarcastically.

Pink and tender red lips outline a confusing smile.

Huo Yunting's body was stiff and his words were like a knife. His heart trembled slightly, "Rao Rao, I'm leaving tomorrow. This bloody battle on the battlefield, I don't know when the return date. Can we have a good talk?"

"Stop stabbing me."

He said his voice was hoarse and bitter.

Xiao Rao raised his thin willow eyebrows slightly, and his peach blossoms flew in a slanting way, as if he was smiling, "Talk?"

"Sir Young Marshal, what do you want to talk to me~"
To be continued...