Chapter 296

Death of 296000 households

They said nothing to each other and rested on a big tree. Qianhu lowered his eyes and whispered, "I think I'm very strange. I should have killed you without hesitation..."

Then he suddenly stopped halfway, and a faint smile appeared on Qianhu's face: "but I admire you now..."

He lay on his back and looked at the night sky, as if in some kind of memory: "When I was a child, my father and mother had a bad relationship... My father was an amorous seed, always flirting with three and four outside, which often made my mother angry. I was still very young. I asked him naively why he made my mother angry? My father smiled and said to me that men are like teapots. How can a teapot only match a teacup? Men are born with three wives and four concubines, and can't live with a woman forever Yes. "

"My mother is very desperate for my father's playfulness. She has often complained to me since she was a child. She is the daughter of a merchant and her family is very rich. Although my father is poor, he is a scholar with great achievements. My mother's marriage to him is high, but my mother is not happy at all. She always says that she is not even and regrets marrying my father. If she marries a businessman similar to herself, maybe the couple can do it A happy life will last forever. "

"The two of them lived a noisy life and left me before I became an adult. Ironically, they had such a bad relationship before they died, but they had to be buried in a grave after they died. Even the ashes had to be put in a box and could not be separated forever. Is this ironic?"

A bitter smile appeared on the lips of thousands of families.

Shen Qingru looked at the starry sky in silence. She understood the meaning of Qianhu. If Huo Qijun was still the son of a poor young master who was relegated to the frontier fortress and deprived of the title of a prince, they might still live a happy life of one person and two people all their lives. According to Huo Qijun's current status and situation, he must also be the 72 imperial concubines of the three palaces and six courts in the future, and it is impossible to guard her alone.

"If a woman is too stubborn, she will suffer." Qianhu turned to look at her and said faintly, "my mother is like this. I often think that if she is willing to accept my father's dew love, she will surely bring my father's heart back slowly. She is too stubborn and clear."

Shen Qingru dropped her eyes and said nothing. Qianhu was silent. The atmosphere was quiet. There were only a few insect calls left in this deserted place. Qianhu smiled and said, "you help me, let's go on."

Shen Qingru nodded. They were speechless and walked slowly forward along the edge of the swamp. The quieter it was, the more disturbing it was. After walking a short distance, there were sparks of fire in the dense forest in front. It seemed that someone was coming.

One of them was injured and the other had no strength to bind the chicken. According to this situation, they were afraid it would be difficult to retreat. Qianhu's face changed slightly and whispered to Shen Qingru, "go back along the original road quickly."

Shen Qingru was about to turn around when she suddenly felt numb on her waist and had no strength. When she was about to fall to the ground, someone reached out to catch her falling body and sealed her dumb cave. Shen Qingru looked at him quietly and seemed to understand what the other party was going to do. Thousands of households picked up Shen Qingru's body and looked for a place where Shen Qingru was tall and light Gently put it in: "it's very hidden here. It's not easy to find the pursuers. I'll try to distract them."

"Don't feel guilty. The general is kind to me. I should have protected his bones and blood. I remember you promised not to come back to him, so we won't owe each other." the back of his clothes was red, and a large piece of dizziness was stained. The wound was cracked, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Shen Qingru looked at him quietly, but couldn't say a word. She lay in the grass and watched the tall figure gradually leave until it disappeared again. It seemed that there was a fighting sound in the distance, mixed with a clear voice: "the upright people didn't dare to show up for a war? If Wei Jing did this again, would you only have the courage to shoot a hidden arrow?"

The man was trying to die. Shen Qingru closed his eyes slightly. There was a faint smell of blood in his nose. There was a noise in his ears. There was the sound of weapons colliding and someone's scream. Finally, there was only the sound of the wind, and everything was still.

Shen Qingru was lying on the grass, pricking up her ears and listening to the movement outside. There was nothing but silence.

It seemed to rain again, and one or two drops fell on her face and slowly flowed down her cheeks. She wanted to get up and see what was going on, but she couldn't move half a minute. It was quiet around, there was no sound, only the small sound of rain. The smell of rain gradually covered the bloody smell in the air, and everything disappeared in the heavy rain It is invisible.

Time seems to have passed for a long time. Shen Qingru looked up at the sky with her eyes open, but her palm was clenched into a fist until one of her fingers slowly recovered. Shen Qingru suddenly sat up, and the panicked North Korea stumbled over the source of the voice.

The messy limbs are dazzling red everywhere. After being washed by the rain, even the soil is stained with deep red. An arm holding a sword falls beside her. She knows that the sword once crossed her neck and threatened to kill her. It is Qianhu's arm. Shen Qingru desperately rummages through the pile of corpses regardless of nausea and fear.

He won't die so easily

"Hey, I'm here..." a faint voice sounded from behind. Shen Qingru turned and looked at it in surprise, but her smile solidified on her face.

Thousands of families still smiled, as if they had nothing to do. They leaned against the tree and smiled at him. His body was dripping with blood. There was a ferocious and terrible wound on his left chest, which almost penetrated his chest. Thousands of households saw her eyes become dignified and said with a faint smile: "it's a fatal injury. I won't live long..."

Shen Qingru was silent. She hurried forward and suddenly tore off a large piece of cloth from her sleeve to wrap the wound. Thousands of families looked at her quietly, and a bitter smile came up from the corners of her mouth: "don't waste your energy..."

The blood is worth stopping. Anyone can see that the wound is fatal at a glance, but Shen Qingru seems unable to hear and clings to wrapping the wound with a cloth strip. The cloth wrapped on the wound was soon soaked with blood. Shen Qingru desperately covered it with his hands, but it was useless. The unstoppable blood was slowly losing like the lives of thousands of families.

"You don't have to pity me..." Qianhu seemed to have nothing to do. He hummed a little song he heard from somewhere: "my life is worth it. I've had everything. What's my regret?"

"You are probably the only one who is guilty. You are the general's wife. The general is kind to me and should have spared no effort to protect your mother and son back to him. However... The Wei family is kind to me. For my selfishness, I don't want you to go back and compete with Miss Wei. I'm sorry for you and the general. But I've used my life to repay it, and we don't owe each other 。”

"Shut up! Don't talk and keep your spirit!" Shen Qingru scolded impatiently, but tears couldn't help falling down the corners of his eyes. He wanted to kill her, but he finally lost his life to save her.

"You are such a woman..." Qianhu smiled and looked around: "unexpectedly, this deserted place has become my bone burial place..."

When he was a teenager, he was also energetic and full of energy. He always felt that he could wipe out the world with his sword. However, as he grew older, he found that his previous ideas were too naive. Those rich families and villains invaded his family property, causing him to live in the street and almost die. Fortunately, he met Wei Zhongtang and was able to get back his life.

Since then, he had been disheartened, but he was not willing to be mediocre. Wei Zhongtang recommended him to Huo Qijun, the Marquis of Yunyang. Under the general, he gradually picked up his faith and blood. In order to realize his ideal and save the people, he volunteered to go undercover in Turkic for a whole decade. The young boy who was fledgling at that time had long gone away and turned into a playful, abusive, treacherous and slick soldier.

He became rude and domineering and learned to bully the poor people like a real Turk officer. Once upon a time, he thought he had forgotten his original heart, but at the last moment of his life, he finally picked it up.

Qianhu's head dropped slowly. Shen Qingru hugged his head and pinched him to beat him. Qianhu never looked up and laughed and quarreled with her again. He couldn't speak anymore.

Shen Qingru let go of thousands of households and looked at his peaceful face. He looked as if he was asleep, but his body gradually became cold.

In her arms, there was still a dagger borrowed from him for self-defense, and the temperature in the palm of his hand seemed to remain on the dagger. Two crystal tears trickled down her face and fell on the land into invisibility.

She can't let him die in the wilderness.

Shen Qingru used the dagger to dig the earth desperately. First, she used the dagger, but she simply kept digging with her palm. Ten fingers were abraded into blood bubbles by the roughly rubbed gravel, but she didn't know it. She continued to dig until she dug up a tomb enough to accommodate thousands of lost families.

Shen Qingru buried his body in the simple grave. She didn't dare to erect a monument. She was afraid that someone would find here and disturb his peace. Before leaving, she thought, pulled out a gold hairpin from her head and silently inserted it in the grave.

If you can meet his relatives in the future, you may have a proof to find it back. Shen Qingru finally looked back at the small and humble grave and left the deserted swamp step by step.

I don't know how many difficulties and obstacles are waiting for her, but since she has decided to go on, she can't look back.