Chapter seven hundred and eighty second life and death go hand in hand
Wenren Yunshu and the four other girls got off their horses one after another and gathered around Qi Yun who was holding the third princess in his arms.
Wenren Yunshu took the water bag in Qi Yun's hand and sighed faintly: "Sister, my husband has never been seen alive, and his body has not been seen after death. Sister Yan'er became depressed and ill because of the excitement of the rumors along the way. What should we do?
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Qi Yun'e frowned, glanced at Fengyun Ferry, her lips pursed, and she didn't know what to say at this moment.
The sisters were hesitant, so why not themselves?
Compared with my sisters, I am not much stronger at all. My mind has already collapsed. Now I am just trying to hold on.
The girls looked at Qi Yun's helpless look and sighed silently.
They also knew in their hearts that Qi Yun, as the princess and the eldest wife of the family, could not be in a better mood than them at the moment.
Ling Weier looked around for a week at a loss: "I didn't see any vehicle frames along the way, and there wasn't a single rut or horse hoof print. Where could my husband and the others have gone!
If they continue to go south to Beijing, why do the people in Northern Xinjiang all return to Northern Xinjiang saying they have seen their husband’s coffin with their own eyes?”
Qi Ya was not here, and Murong Shan was a few years older than the other girls present, and had experienced more storms.
He took a gentle breath to calm his chaotic heart, and tried to comfort the sisters who were about to collapse.
"Sisters, the common people have spread rumors that General Sun and General Tao escorted their husband's coffin all the way back to the Yingzhou Palace.
It happened that heavy snow had arrived two days ago, and the traces on the road were most likely already covered by heavy snow.
And because we were too anxious and rushed on the road, we might have missed the personal guards stationed at a certain state capital post station.
Don't worry, how could your husband, who is so fearful of life, be willing to leave us behind?
Stop worrying!
Maybe, my heartless husband is already drinking tea in the palace and teasing the maids around him!"
Murong Shan held back her choked cries and comforted the hearts of the sisters.
After hearing Murong Shan's words, the girls nodded hesitantly.
I can only try my best to control myself and think about good things.
The sound of horse hooves interrupted the lonely minds of the girls.
"Hush!"
A beautiful figure got off the horse and ran towards the girls quickly.
"Sisters, Lian'er has finally found you!"
Murong Shan hurriedly greeted her, holding Qing Lian in her arms and saying, "Lian'er, you went to Miao to visit relatives and came back!"
"Sister Shan'er, Lian'er listened to my mother's words and came back before the New Year to celebrate the festival with you. When I got home, my little sister heard the rumors.
I didn't even enter the house and came looking for you!
There was no trace of you all the way without stopping. I went around Xinzhou and continued to work hard, and finally found you.
Don’t worry, your husband will be fine!”
Qinglian's words were like a turbulent wave, which made the five girls except the unconscious third princess stunned for a moment, and immediately surrounded Qinglian.
Qi Yunjiang gently put the third princess down, followed and surrounded her.
"Sister Lian'er!"
"Sister Lian'er!"
"Have you met your husband? How is he now?"
Qinglian looked at the anxious and expectant eyes of her sisters, hesitated for a moment, and then silently shook her head.
"Sisters, although I have not seen my husband, I can assure you that your husband will be fine now.
You may be injured, but your husband’s life will definitely not be in danger.”
The women looked at Qinglian suspiciously. Although they did not want to doubt Qinglian, a sister they had known for many years, Qinglian had never seen her husband, so how could she say that his life would never be in danger?
The girls couldn't help but wonder if Qinglian was comforting them.
They didn't want to think like this, but their minds were already on the verge of collapse amid the rumors.
There is no strong evidence to prove that Qi Yun and the others want to believe Qinglian's words, but they don't know how to believe it.
As the eldest wife, Qi Yun, in order to set an example for her sisters, suppressed the grief in her heart, pretended to be calm and held Qinglian's jade hand, and looked sincerely into Qinglian's firm beautiful eyes.
"Sister Lian'er, it's not that the sisters don't believe you. You haven't met your husband. How do you know that your husband is not in danger now?
Those rumors outside...you know what my sister is going to say."
Qinglian looked at the earnest eyes of her sisters, her pretty eyes filled with sadness and she let out a long sigh.
"Sister Yun, Sister Shan, Sister Yun Shu, Sister Wei'er, Sister Qing Shi, you don't know something, the heart-eating Gu is also called Tongsheng Gu.
When we women get married and obey our husbands, we naturally put our husbands first.
Therefore, the voodoo in the husband's body is the main voodoo, while the voodoo in Lian'er's body is the sub-gu.
The main Gu and the sub-Gu are born together.
When the master dies, the son dies; when the son dies, the master is injured.
If her husband had gone, Lian'er's soul would have left the Nine Netherworld and gone to heaven to accompany her sister and reunite with her parents.
Lian'er is safe and sound now, so my husband will definitely be fine!"
The girls looked at Qinglian's plain expression in astonishment.
The thought of life and death could not help but linger in my mind.
All the girls present knew that although Qi Yun was the wife of the Liu family, except for her husband's ridiculous past in the brothel and fireworks place, the first woman in the family to have sex with her husband was not Qi Yun, the Liu family's wife.
Woman, but Qinglian.
They all knew that there was a Heart-Eating Gu planted by Qinglian in their husband's body that nourished the muscles and veins, but they didn't know that the Miaojiang Heart-Eating Gu had such overbearing attributes.
The main Gu and the dead child Gu are going to be buried together!
Qi Yun raised her hand and caressed Qinglian's dusty cheek, looking guiltily at the sister in front of her who had sex with her husband before her.
In the past, my husband was doing disaster relief work in Qingzhou, but unfortunately he was infected with the plague.
In order to take care of her husband, sister Lian'er did not hesitate to contract the plague, and took care of her husband all the way from the capital to the capital for treatment at night.
The two of them rushed back to the capital when they were terminally ill. They were about to die soon. The past of almost leaving both of them in critical condition also emerged in front of their eyes.
Although this woman does not help her husband with household affairs like she does, her contribution to her husband far exceeds that of all her sisters.
Life and death follow each other, how many people in the world who claim to be infatuated with men and women can do this.
"Lian'er, I've wronged you!"
"Sister Lian'er!"
"Sister Lian'er!"
Qinglian smiled indifferently: "Oh, don't look at me like this. It's not like the heart-eating poison cannot be removed. Although I grew up in Miao territory, I am not a Miao woman after all!
However, given my close relationship with my mother, what does it matter if I have the blood of Miao Jiang?
As long as our family love is true, isn’t it enough?
The husband may be on his way home, but because we are so worried about his safety, we miss the personal guard while rushing at night.
Therefore, we arrived at Fengyundu all the way without encountering the husband or the others.
Your husband is fine, don't worry!
I will never joke with you about my husband's life!
Sister Yun, sisters, please believe me, my feelings for my husband are no worse than any of yours."
The sadness on the faces of the girls gradually faded away, and they nodded happily.
Qi Yun sighed and looked at the third princess who was unconscious in the snow.
My husband is fine, but my sister Yan'er has suffered a lot.
Once it is confirmed that the imperial court sent someone Feng Yundu to assassinate her husband, how will she live?
The girls followed Qi Yun's gaze, and when they heard Qi Yun lament, they all understood Qi Yun's thoughts, and their expressions began to look melancholy again.
One side is the mother's family, the other side is the husband, and then marrying and obeying the husband is a dilemma.
If the knot gets worse, I'm afraid...
Qi Yun thought for a while, then bent down and picked up the third princess's delicate body.
"We take turns taking sister Yan'er home and leave the rest to that heartless bastard. Let's see how I deal with him when I get back.
I have made a promise to you, this time you all have to stand by my side and give this heartless bad guy a warning."
"Uh huh huh!"
"Okay, sister agrees!"
"I agree!"
"I'm all listening to sister Yun!"
Each of the girls agreed more readily than the other, but it was unclear how many of them would persist.
Qi Yun and the other girls helped the third princess onto the horse. Qi Yun got on the horse, signaled to the sisters, and rode north.
All the girls got on their horses and followed closely.
Within the territory of the Turkic Lulumu tribe.
Liu Song and ten servant brothers who grew up together in the Liu family lay on the snow, looking at the dense horse hoof prints on the snow, they looked at each other and grinned.
"Finally found it, finally found it!"
Liu Song stood up, touched the golden-skinned arrow in his arms, and breathed heavily.
"Brothers, continue to go deeper. We must pass the young master's order to the hands of the six generals and the three young masters within two days! Let's stay up for a while, and when we get back, I will ask you to get drunk before you rest. Zui Chun