Rebirth: Marry a General instead of a Prince

At this time, Bai Zhiyuan, who had a good night's sleep, had just woken up. She seemed to hear the sound of the army returning. She hurriedly put on her clothes and shoes, and ran to the tent, where she saw Xie Yunsong standing there blankly.

"Xie Yunsong, have Lu Zhiling and Master come back?" Bai Zhiyuan asked.

Xie Yunsong turned around, his eyes moving and falling on her face.

Bai Zhiyuan's heart sank when she saw this. She asked, "What happened?"

Xie Yunsong said: "You go and see the master."

Bai Zhiyuan froze.

She didn't know how she got to the master's tent. When she entered, the master was sleeping quietly on the couch. His clothes had been changed. Except for his pale face, he looked no different from usual.

Bai Zhiyuan's eyes were red. She almost lost her balance. She slowly walked to Master Qingyi and held his hand. His hand was bone-chillingly cold, no longer as warm as usual. The master's body was shattered.

Bai Zhiyuan couldn't help but burst into tears, first suppressing sobs, and then bursting into tears.

Xie Yunsong stood beside her and held her tightly in his arms.

After a long time, the person in his arms gradually stopped crying. She raised her head, her eyes were red, and her expression had calmed down. She whispered, "Xie Yunsong, cremate Master. One day, we will return to Beijing and bring him back to Zhongnan Mountain!"

Xie Yunsong nodded and hugged her for a while until Bai Zhiyuan stopped crying completely. Then the two of them walked out the door together.

The sun was shining brightly outside the door, but some people will never see it again. Bai Zhiyuan was filled with sorrow again. She said in a hoarse voice: "Xie Yunsong, do you know? When I was very young, my father and mother left me to go to the southern border. It was my master who taught me martial arts and how to be a good person. I spent more time with him than with my family."

She couldn't help but choke up and said, "But today, Master left like this. I feel so incompetent."

After living a new life, Bai Zhiyuan thought he had saved his master, but he didn't expect that his master still died in the end.

Xie Yunsong wiped her tears and took out the handwritten letter that his master had written before his death. He said, "After reading this, you will understand the good intentions of the master."

Bai Zhiyuan took the letter and read it slowly. She couldn't hold it in any longer and cried again in Xie Yunsong's arms.

The master explained in the letter that when he was young, he traveled all over the country and was seriously injured once. Over the years, the injury has recurred frequently. If it weren't for the pressure from the King of Yan, he would have died in Mount Zhongnan. But by chance, he came to the northern border. Recently, his old injuries have become more serious. He is a doctor and knows that he may not have much time left. He wants to do one last thing for his beloved disciple in the last time. That's why he was determined to set an ambush in Yanzhou. It turned out that he had made up his mind to die from the beginning.

Bai Zhiyuan cried and said, "Why didn't he tell us? Maybe if he had told us earlier, he might still be able to be cured. How did he know that Cheng Beixiao couldn't cure him?"

Xie Yunsong said: "Master is a doctor, so he naturally knows how serious his injury is, and whether he can be cured is clearer than anyone else."

The last words in the Master's letter, including the last words before he left, were: "Song'er, take good care of Ayuan."

Xie Yunsong patted Bai Zhiyuan on the back and said, "Ayuan, this is Master's choice."

Bai Zhiyuan couldn't help sobbing. After a long time, she gradually calmed down.

Two days later, Master Qingyi was cremated.

The master lay quietly on the haystack, his expression very calm, unlike his usual smiling face.

She and Master Qingyi are a master and apprentice, and the master always spares no effort to teach her everything he has learned in his life. In her world, the master is both a master and a father. In those years without the company of her relatives, the role of the master is more like a father, teaching her the principles of life and the martial arts to rely on. In the breakup of the engagement with Qi Zeyi, the master always stood by her side unswervingly. And before the plague in Liuzhou, the master did not say a word and rushed with them outside without any complaints.

Bai Zhiyuan watched Xie Yunsong place the torch on the haystack. The flames slowly rose. Bai Zhiyuan's eyes were filled with red. Her master disappeared in such a flame. In the future, there would never be such an old man in the world who would always look at her with a smile.

After Xie Yunsong and Bai Zhiyuan cremated Master Qingyi, they buried him on Wanxiang Mountain.

Bai Zhiyuan remained silent for several days, as if he had not yet gotten over the death of Master Qingyi.

In the past few days, she had nightmares frequently. She dreamed that Master Qingyi in her previous life died under Qi Zeyi's sword, and she dreamed that Master Qingyi in this life died on the battlefield. Every time she woke up, she would cry with her eyes open. She had just reunited with her master, and then they said goodbye forever. She had obviously saved her master herself, so why couldn't she change the ending in the end?

Bai Zhiyuan did not dare to tell Xie Yunsong. He had been exhausted for the past few days because of his master's affairs. In addition, there were many things that happened after the war, so Bai Zhiyuan had few opportunities to see him these days. Besides, she did not want Xie Yunsong to worry about her.

Bai Zhiyuan has been in a state of depression these days. She doesn't like to go out or talk for several days. On weekdays, she is always busy. When she has nothing to do, she watches the soldiers practice martial arts, chats with Cheng Beixiao, and pesters Xie Yunsong to practice calligraphy. Since the death of Master Qingyi, she has become silent, which is unusual for her.

That day, Xie Yunsong, who had been busy for a few days, knocked on Bai Zhiyuan's door.

Bai Zhiyuan was sitting in the tent in a daze. Seeing Xie Yunsong coming, he forced a smile and asked, "Why are you here?"

Xie Yunsong sat beside her, holding her in his arms, and said, "I have finished all the things that need to be dealt with. I haven't seen you much in the past few days. I missed you and came to see you."

Bai Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Why is General Yunhui so clingy?"

Xie Yunsong chuckled and said nothing. After a moment, he said to Bai Zhiyuan, "I'm going to Yanzhou tomorrow morning. The trip will take at least three days. You wait here for me to come back, okay?"

Bai Zhiyuan looked up and asked, "Is it something after the war?"

Xie Yunsong nodded and said, "That's right. From now on, Zhou Yehan will guard Yanzhou. Ah Yuan, it will be soon. Once we take over Beidu, we can return to Beijing."

Bai Zhiyuan asked: "Why don't we move our camp to Yanzhou? This way, it will be more convenient for us to garrison there."

Xie Yunsong replied: "The current camp in the northern border is at the foot of Wanxiang Mountain. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If we want to move the camp, we need to make long-term plans. It is not something that can be done overnight. When I go to Yanzhou this time, I will also go to choose a camp. After all, moving to Yanzhou will better protect the northern border."

Bai Zhiyuan nodded and said, "I understand. Don't worry about me, just go ahead!"

Xie Yunsong looked at her, his eyes were gentle and slightly worried, "I feel uneasy leaving you here alone, I will rush back as soon as possible."

Bai Zhiyuan chuckled and said, "I'm not a child, there's nothing to worry about. Go ahead, I'll wait for you to come back!"

Xie Yunsong hugged her, knowing that she was in a bad mood recently because of her master's matter. He would spend more time with her after returning from Yanzhou.