In front of the tent where Ling was staying, Fan Yu's personal maid, Zhuang Yu, and four other people were waiting outside. One of them was peeking in with the tent curtain open.
Seeing him coming, Zhuangyu hurried forward to greet him and whispered: "The military advisor is finally here."
He Ran glanced at the tent door and asked in a low voice: "How?"
Zhuangyu reported back: "No one was allowed in. When the eldest princess came to visit, she only went in for a while and then asked her to come out. Even a few of us were kicked out. I sent the other maids to other tents to wait for orders. , we are worried, and we are waiting here, hoping that the adults will come soon. The young lady cried all the way, but when we got here, there was no more tears, and her face looked so calm that it was scary. "
He Ran bit the bullet and said, "If you can help me, please go in and report." [
Zhuangyu agreed and turned around and entered the tent. After a while, he came out with a happy face and whispered: "Go quickly, I agreed very happily, and said 'invitation'."
He Ran really hoped that Fan Yu would be so angry that he would not see him and walk slowly to the tent. He took a breath and said loudly: "I, He Ran, come to see you."
"Come in." Fan Yu's voice was emotionless.
After lifting the curtain and entering the tent, Fan Yu was kneeling in front of the altar, facing the large black coffin without looking back.
"I pay my respects to the princess." He Ran bowed and saluted. After waiting for a long time, there was no movement. He took a peek and saw that Fan Yu still maintained his original posture, but his body seemed to be shaking slightly.
He Ran felt guilty and didn't dare to say a word, just bowed and waited.
It wasn't until his waist was sore that Fan Yu turned around on the seat and said calmly: "Get up."
He Ran straightened up, glanced at her cold face, then hurriedly lowered his head, and said with limited apology: "It's all my fault. I have betrayed your trust. I am extremely ashamed. I can't explain it. Is it a beating or a punishment?" I am willing to accept it, but I hope you can restrain your grief and vent all the sorrow in your heart, so that I can recover from my serious illness, and you must not make the same mistake again."
"Are you telling the truth?" Fan Yu raised an eyebrow.
He Ran didn't expect that she would ask such a question, and said confusedly: "Of course."
Fan Yao looked at him quietly for a while and said, "Then come here."
He Ran approached as she was told, not knowing what she wanted to do.
Fan Yu stood up, suddenly waved his hand and slapped him hard across the face. The sound was so crisp that even Zhuangyu outside the tent heard it clearly.
He Ran never expected that she would actually take action. He was caught off guard and staggered a step. He steadied himself and looked at Fan Yu who pressed her lips together in astonishment.
Fan Yu's body was trembling, and there were tears in her beautiful eyes. Then she turned around and threw herself on the coffin and cried loudly. She said sadly: "My daughter is unfilial, so she can only repay her kindness in raising her. Father..." Jiu'er I can't avenge you, you hurt me in vain..." At the end of the sentence, I choked up.
He Ran felt even more guilty and didn't know how to persuade him. At this moment, Zhuang Yu sneaked in, pulled He Ran's sleeves, and asked him what to do with his eyes. He Ran shook his head and motioned for her to go out first.
Fan Yu cried for a long time. She cried until her body collapsed beside the coffin.
He Ran then whispered: "After you cry, go to the sleeping tent and rest for a while. It's too cold here. You can easily catch the cold now."
Fan Yu closed her eyes slightly and gasped: "I'm not going anywhere, I'm just here to accompany my father. You can go out." [
He Ran wanted to persuade her again, but Fan Yu opened her eyes, and those beautiful eyes that could speak conveyed her unshakable will.
He Rannai had no choice but to close her mouth and stood for a while before quietly exiting the spiritual tent.
Seeing him coming out, Zhuangyu asked eagerly in a low voice: "How's it going?"
He Ran smiled bitterly and said: "She wants to stay with the old general here, but she can't be persuaded now. You must find a way to put her in a warm fur coat and prepare a brocade quilt to prevent her from catching the cold. Try to persuade her again after a while, I will come back later."
Returning to his tent, Xiaozhu saw the red palm prints on his face at a glance. He raised his eyebrows in distress and asked anxiously: "Are you being beaten? Who is so bold!"
He Ran repeatedly waved his hand to signal her to lower her voice and entered the inner room. Su Xiyao frowned in distress when she saw his red cheeks.
"Who is it?" Xiaozhu's voice lowered, but his ferocity became even louder. It looked like he would fight to the death once he knew who it was.
Su Xiyao said: "Silly girl, you are so angry that you are so angry that you don't even think about it. Who dares to lay a finger on him in the military camp? Who else but Fan Yao?"
Xiaozhu suddenly realized and said angrily: "Why did she hit someone? It's not his fault. How could she be so cruel?"
Su Xiyao was also very happy, and said with an unhappy face: "This girl's hands are too heavy."
Hearing what Madam said, Xiaozhu became even more angry and said harshly: "You are really pretending to be a princess. Fortunately, we still treat her as a sensible person. Let alone the princess, even Nanqi would not dare to treat her like a princess." He said harsh words, if it weren't for the fact that her father recently died, I would go to her to settle the score!"
He Ran hurriedly advised: "Okay, okay, just hit me once. It doesn't hurt anymore. What you said is stupid. If it wasn't for mourning my father, why would she hit me? Forget it, no matter what He said, I can't escape my involvement in her father's death. She is very pitiful. Didn't I say it last time? Well, this can be regarded as revenge for killing her father. It would be cheap enough to just give her a beating. "
Xiao Zhuyu was still angry and snorted: "I don't blame you at all. Sister Yin'er must have explained it to her in detail. What does this mean?"
Su Xiyao advised: "Okay, let's fight. Just stop making trouble. I pity her current situation."
Xiaozhu frowned and said: "I have always sympathized with her in my heart, but... oh, forget it, let's not talk about it." After saying this, he turned around and went out unhappy.
Su Xiyao smiled and whispered: "Look at her, she loves you more than me."
He Ran smiled, changed the subject and said: "Go and see Fan Nao later. You can't light a fire in the spiritual tent. It's colder than outside. She refused to leave. She was exhausted from crying and easily caught the cold. I want to Try to persuade her to go back to bed quickly."
Su Xiyao said worriedly: "She didn't say anything to me. If you want to persuade her, you still have to go. I really don't know what to say."
He Ran touched his cheek, which still felt hot, and said, "In the worst case, I'll give it another try. Okay, don't worry about it. I'll be there in a minute."
Su Xiyao soaked a cotton towel in cold water and applied it on his face, saying, "If you hit me again, you'll be angry with her. That would mean you're being ignorant."
He Ran asked: "Don't say such things. If Xiaozhu is really anxious and goes to argue with her, it will be bad. If she hits her again, she will hit her. I feel very uncomfortable. Let her hit her twice, but it will feel better." some."
Su Xiyao curled her lips and said: "We are not willing to hit her, there is no reason to let her hit her again." [
He Ran rolled his eyes at her and said, "Yes, if you don't fight, you can twist your ears and wish you could use all your strength."
Su Xiyao laughed out loud and gave him a charming and charming look.
The two of them had just been talking for a while when Zhuangyu burst in and said in a panic, "Quick! Please go and have a look at the military advisor and the eldest princess, the young lady is going to commit suicide!"
He Ran jumped up and ran away.
Inside the spiritual tent, three little girls were staring nervously at Fan Xiu who was sitting at the table. There was a ribbon hanging from the truss of the tent, which was obviously a failed attempt to suspend the beam.
Seeing him coming, the three little girls let out a long sigh of relief, winked at each other and quietly left.
Fan Yu leaned against the altar and looked at He Ran with miserable eyes. She tried her best to control the anger in her heart and asked in a slightly trembling voice: "You think, what's wrong with me, Fan Yu?! Why did God punish me for being so weak? woman?"