Chapter 873

All the people in the palace seemed to have been fixed. Each of them kept the same posture as before. If the messenger was not still there, they would think that there was something wrong with their ears.

War lord died in battle?

How is that possible?

Bang!

The wine cup in the emperor's hand fell to the ground. People were awakened by the sound. They were in a panic with chopsticks and wine cups in their hands.

Xia Xi suddenly stood up, several strides to the messenger, "you say it again?"

"Half a month ago, there was a big war between Zhan Wangye and Fanguo. It was very tragic. Zhan Wangye was also ambushed. When a group of soldiers found him, he, he, he..."

The messenger sobbed.

Xia Xi's voice can't help shaking, "how is he?"

"The Lord Zhan took several arrows and died with blood."

Xia Xi's eyes darkened, Qi'er held her, "Niang."

Xia Xi closed her eyes, opened them, and recovered a little calmness, "what about people?"

"It has been transported to the capital. It should be here in a few days."

Xia Xi strode out and said, "Qi'er, go back to the mansion and welcome your father back with me“

"I'll go too!"

Marquis Qin regained his mind, jumped up, quickly followed her steps, and went out of the palace. When Xia Xi got on the carriage, he sat in front of him and told the driver, "go back to the palace."

They looked anxious. The coachman knew that something had happened, and the carriage was driving fast. But in a short time, he arrived at the gate of Prince Zhan's residence.

Fubo was not at ease. He went out to see him. As soon as he came out, he saw Marquis Qin jumping down from the carriage. He was so nervous that he hurriedly welcomed him, "Marquis, is it our princess..."

Before she finished, she saw Xia Xi and Qi'er come down from the carriage and see that they were safe and sound. As soon as Fubo was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Xia Xi said in a deep voice, "let's prepare two fast horses. Let's go out of Beijing and head home in the wind."

Fubo was overjoyed. "Is the Lord coming back?"

Xia XIME murmured.

Fubo noticed something was wrong, and the smile on his face disappeared, "princess, Wang..."

"Fubo, Fengche... Died in battle!"

Dong!

Fubo sat down on the ground, looking up at Xia Xi, his lips open and close, but he couldn't say a word.

Marquis Qin bent down to help him, "Uncle Fu, my sister-in-law and I will go out of Beijing immediately. Take care of the affairs in the mansion."

"Marquis, marquis!"

Fubo was full of tears and his body was not as soft as his own. When the old king of war died in battle, he had already experienced it once. This time, he couldn't stand it any more.

Marquis Qin is very calm. He won't believe that people just died before he saw Fengche's body.

"We'll get out of Beijing immediately. You need to take care of everything in the mansion."

Fubo got up and stood unsteadily. The doorman also heard their words. After being shocked, he ran up to help Fubo.

The horse was brought.

"Kiel, you're with your uncle."

Xia Xi's words fell, jumped on the horse's back, raised the whip, and pulled the horse hard. The horse hissed and ran towards the gate of the city.

Marquis Qin also jumped on the horse's back, stretched out his hand to pull Qi'er up and catch up.

There are dozens of feet away from the gate, Xia Xi yelled, "I'm the princess of war, something out of the city, open the gate quickly!"

The soldiers in charge of the city opened the gate in a hurry, and the two horses went out of the gate one after the other.

The soldier who was guarding the city could see clearly that she was wearing the princess's clothes and wondered, "what's the matter? Is the princess going out of the city dressed like this?"

"Is there something wrong with Lord Zhan?"

The soldier nearby answered.

The soldier who asked the question looked at him in horror, "don't talk nonsense. If the war lord really has an accident, Daqing will be finished."

……

At noon two days later, Xia Xi and Marquis Qin stopped their horses at the same time. In the distance, hundreds of soldiers came slowly, with a coffin on the carriage in the middle of the procession.

Xia Xi grasped the reins of the hand tight tight, looking at the coffin, did not dare to move forward.

Marquis Qin did not dare to move forward. In recent days, he always had a fluke in his heart. He hoped that the messenger was wrong. Fengche didn't die. He was just as seriously injured as that year. But now the coffin is not far away, and his only hope is lost.

Two days and nights on the way, Qi'er's small face is frozen, he pursed his mouth, looking at the coffin not far away.

Xia Xi suddenly hit the horse and ran forward. Marquis Qin followed him closely.

Two horses suddenly rushed over, and the soldiers escorting the coffin were startled. They took weapons one after another and aimed at them, "who?"

After questioning, the two horses rushed to the front of the team and saw the faces of the people on the horse. The soldiers gave way one after another.

Xia Xi got off the horse, threw the reins, went to the carriage, went up, opened the coffin cover, and the familiar face of Feng Che appeared in front of him. Everything remained the same except that she was thinner than before leaving Beijing.

"Princess!"

The soldiers knelt down and cried bitterly.

When the Lord died, they didn't dare to cry for fear that the enemy would know about it. They didn't dare to cry on the way of transportation for fear of causing panic among the people.

Now they can't help crying when they see Xia Xi. The Lord died miserably. He had a few arrows in his body. His body was full of holes. All his blood was drained.

"The wind is clear."

Xia Xi called in a low voice and put her hand in to touch his face.

Marquis Qin's eyes darkened and he fell to the ground. He couldn't get up for a long time.

Xia Xi inch by inch carefully touch, touch the wind Che skull, hand pause, deep voice asked, "wind Che is how to die?"

The soldier in charge of the team cried and replied, "he was shot to death by random arrows. At that time, we had a big war with the state of fan. Wang Ye was in the lead and rushed to the front. Unexpectedly, he was ambushed. When we reacted, it was too late and Wang Ye was surrounded. When the soldiers behind finally rushed in to save him, Wang Ye had already..."

The soldier couldn't speak any more and began to cry again.

"Is there anything else on him besides the arrow?"

"No, No."

Xia Xi closed the lid of the coffin, jumped down from the carriage and called Marquis Qin, "brother-in-law."

Marquis Qin cried more than soldiers. Hearing her cry, he raised his head in tears.

Xia Xi is full of grief. "Let's go back to Beijing."

Marquis Qin seized the car and slowly stood up. He wanted to see Fengche again, but his legs had no strength and he fell back to the ground.

He wailed, and the soldiers who had stopped crying began to cry again.

Within a few miles, the echoes were all crying.

Xia Xi didn't persuade him, so he let him cry. Two quarters of an hour later, marquis Qin stopped crying.

Xia Xi told the two soldiers, "go and help the Marquis get up."

Soldiers came forward and helped Marquis Qin up.

"Kiel, go ahead and lead the way, and take your father home."

Qi'er goes to the front of the team, Xia Xi and Marquis Qin are behind the team, and the party moves slowly towards the capital.

Six days later, at noon, we arrived at the gate of the city.