"Miss, I'm a rough person. I wrote my last words before I mentioned it, but I don't know what to say. I said too much, which only makes me sad. I only want to say two sentences: one I once said that people will be destroyed if they don't do it for themselves, and another:
Miss, there is no need to feel guilty about what happened to me. Twenty years later, I will still be a good man. If there is an afterlife, I hope I can still be your Uncle Xiao. Tell the general, take care of me, don’t miss me, don’t worry about me, and don’t hurt me.”
The letter didn't say anything about the crescent stone.
Just a few words, but made Feng Hongluan burst into tears. All the past, about Xiao Yunye, flashed before her eyes. He taught her martial arts, helped her climb trees to catch birds, and when she refused to eat, he roasted sweet potatoes to coax her. From today on
From now on, there will never be such a person. He is not related to you by blood, but he holds you in the palm of his hand.
When Liu Xiang came in, Feng Hongluan's mood had calmed down and he put the letter back into the envelope.
Seeing Liu Xiang limping, Feng Hongluan's face felt a little distressed: "Your feet are not good. Stop walking. I will go to bed after eating. From today on, we must all be well."
"Well, we are all fine."
"Stay fragrant."
"Hmm? Miss?" Liu Xiang served Feng Hongluan a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Feng Hongluan.
Feng Hongluan handed Xiao Yunye's dagger to Liuxiang: "You must never leave me, do you understand?"
Holding the dagger, Liu Xiang's eyes turned red: "I will protect myself and stay with the young lady, and I won't let the young lady feel so sad."
Sniffing, Feng Hongluan closed her eyes for a moment and was silent for a moment. When she opened her eyes, the sadness in her eyes had subsided.
She would not let Xiao Yunye die in vain. The general did not want to confront him at first. He felt that he was no match for the general. The best way was to retreat from his sharp edges and let the emperor resolve everything by himself.
But now, there was a fierce light in her eyes. She would never, never let Xiao Yunye die in vain.
The emperor was afraid of the general, but she was not afraid of anything now, because she knew that this was a chess game in which you would die or I would live, and there would be no draw.
All her relatives, including her own, were brought into this chess game by the general.
The general pressed forward step by step and took her soldiers quietly. I am afraid that the next step will be pawns, horses, cannons, elephants...
A great general would treat a little girl carefully.
Feng Hongluan is not stupid. She knows that this is not just for Xia Rongling, but more importantly for Xiang Feng Hongluan, the general in the black game who needs to be protected - her father.
The general is finally getting ready to attack his father, right?
Feng Hongluan originally planned to give in. In order to live a peaceful and peaceful life with Hong Yan, after dealing with all the people who should be dealt with, she tried every means to get her father to retire, retire and return to his hometown, so as not to get involved in this dispute.
But now, after losing Xiao Yunye, she realized that this chess game was not something she could just give up if she wanted to. The opponent had already made a move, and if she didn't respond, she would be killed and no one would be left alive.
In the dream, the mother said to the child that everything has a cause and effect.
Now, the reason for the general's design to harm her was that, as for the result, she would make the general taste the bad consequences and suffer a bloody head. Regardless of everything, she would not tolerate this old thief.
She knew that Hongyan wouldn't help her because his surname was Hong, but someone might be able to help her.
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Xiao Yunye's cemetery is very simple, with only a grave bag and a simple tombstone with the five characters "Anonymous Hero" written on it.
Liu Xiang accompanied Feng Hongluan and told Feng Hongluan that Xiao Yunye was an imperial prisoner, so he could not erect a tombstone. This inscription tablet was erected by Hong Yan.
Reaching out and stroking the bright red characters on it, Feng Hongluan burst into tears. She knelt down and kowtowed three times. However, after she got up and wiped away her tears, her eyes were filled with coldness, and the murderous intent in her eyes was astonishing even at noon.
The sun is quite cold.
Returning from the cemetery, I passed by a quiet mountain stream, with tinkling springs, wind blowing in the grass, and misty water vapor. There was the sound of a piano, and the singing voice was ethereal, just like the sounds of nature.
Liu Xiang was surprised: "Who is playing the piano and singing here? Could it be a fairy?"
Feng Hongluan just smiled enigmatically: "Go and have a look!"
The master and servant walked along a mountain trail for a while. Although it was a trail, there was no way.
The trees on both sides block out the sky and the sun, and the road is submerged by autumn grass, making it difficult to walk one foot deep and one foot shallow.
But after a while, the vision suddenly became clear.
In the depths of this mountain stream, I don’t know who had the spirit to create a clean place, paved it with bluestone flooring, and built a pavilion.
Looking from a distance, there are three wives, one playing the piano, one singing, and one dancing gracefully.
The music of the piano is lingering, the singing voice is ethereal, and the dancing is graceful. It is really wonderful.
Liu Xiang was so dizzy after seeing it that she shouted in surprise: "Miss, she is really a fairy!"
It’s no wonder that those who leave fragrance praise them as fairies. Deep in the mountain stream, such fairy music, songs, and dances are not like gods descending from the earth, but are as good as gods descending from the earth.
Feng Hongluan just smiled and nodded: "Well, just like a fairy."
"It's amazing that there are such women in this poor place. Who are these people?"
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, the singing also disappeared suddenly, the dancer stopped dancing, everything became quiet, Liu Xiang was a little embarrassed, and covered her mouth: "It seems that I disturbed others."
Feng Hongluan chuckled: "Since I'm bothering you, let's go over and pay a visit."
Fenghongluan was in front, Liuxiang was behind, and they walked across a small stone bridge and approached the three beauties.
Seeing Feng Hongluan and Liu Xiang, the beautiful woman playing the piano and singing stood up and bowed slightly to Feng Hongluan: "Good luck to you, my queen."
Liu Xiang was very surprised: "Miss, they know you."
"The slaves will leave first." The two women playing the guqin and singing smiled politely, hugged the guqin and left, leaving only the dancing woman standing there.
In the lush greenery of the mountain stream, she was dressed in a vermilion dress, as beautiful as fire and as strong as blood.
Even though they are both women, Liu Xiang treats them equally.
"Fairy!"
He blurted out a sentence, causing the other party to chuckle: "This girl deserves a prize, I'm just a little dancer."