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Chapter 379 I Don’t Want to Restore the Country Today (37)

The death of Emperor Wu Zhao was celebrated by the whole country.

Called by Qiyue, the Jiang clan quickly gathered in Yuzhou City. Among them, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was standing in the front. He was dressed in a purple robe, elegant and dignified.

Qiyue hadn't approached yet, but when he took a look from a distance, he saw the young man who was eye-catching among the crowd.

"Sister." The young man was extremely happy. Before that, he had a cold face covered with thin ice. The moment he saw Qiyue, all those emotions were wiped away, and there was only joy besides joy.

The boy of fifteen or sixteen has grown extremely tall, and he ran over so fast that the servants waiting around him were extremely nervous.

"His Royal Highness, be careful not to fall."

The young man ignored them, but felt that these people were very noisy. Since he entered Yuzhou City yesterday, they have been buzzing in his ears, and today he is still screaming here when he sees his sister.

But although it was troublesome, it couldn't compare to the joy he felt when he saw Yue.

His elder sister, since he was three years old, the elder sister who was very good to him in his memory, he has never seen again.

These 13 years of fleeing life made him more or less clear about the mission he shouldered, but he had already accomplished a lot while planning for his sister, and he even regained control of Canglan.

In his eyes, Qiyue is an extremely powerful person, comparable to a fairy in the sky.

"Sister... sister."

There was some distance between them, because the boy was so excited that he ran out of breath.

On the face that was somewhat similar to Qiyue, it was stained a little red due to the violent running, and a pair of peach blossom eyes stared at Qiyue closely, which was full of admiration for the elder.

"Well, Han'er is back, how have you been in recent years?" Qiyue took out a handkerchief, wiped the boy's forehead, and gently wiped away the thin beads of sweat.

Jiang Qihan nodded, "Have a good time, how about you, sister?"

In fact, he was not doing well, but he didn't want to tell Qiyue.

Thinking about my own situation these years, and then putting myself in the shoes of my sister who shoulders the same mission as me, how is she doing well, I just don't want her to worry.

My sister has suffered enough and done enough for the Jiang clan and Canglan.

As the only bloodline of the Jiang clan, Song Wucheng chased him closely. He had no fixed place these years, and on some days he even joined beggars on the street, not only to beg for food, but also to avoid Song Wucheng who sent him out. Assassinated guard.

Thinking of Song Wucheng, Jiang Qihan's eyes turned cold.

Although he is young, he still remembers the kindness of his father, queen mother, and even witnessed the death of his father, queen mother and queen with his own eyes.

The rumored death by self-immolation...

Hehe, Jiang Qihan smiled coldly in his heart.

Back then, he knocked really well in the secret passage. It was obviously Song Wucheng who beheaded his father, queen mother and all the palace people of Yuankang Palace, and then burned Yuankang Palace to the ground.

Even though he was young at that time, he still remembered the blood and raging fire everywhere, as well as Song Wucheng's ferocious and proud face.

It's a pity that Wu Chengli of Song Dynasty died so happily, but his father, queen mother and queen died without a whole body, not even a tomb, only turned into a handful of black ashes with Yuankang Palace.

Qiyue could really see the emotion in Jiang Qihan's eyes, she pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm doing well too, you must be tired after traveling these days, come to the palace with me to rest."

Jiang Qihan probably knew much more about what happened back then than the original body, otherwise Song Wucheng was already dead, and he still hated him?

(End of this chapter)