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"Ahem..." Yun Zhou felt that his whole chest was being dragged into excruciating pain, and he was about to suffocate.She could no longer hold back the tears rolling in her eyes, let alone how many people were watching her every move?I saw her hugging the urn tightly, her cold cheeks pressed against the edge of the box, gently rubbing, "Don't be afraid, Yanyan, I will take you home."

"Master Yun, this..." The deputy general is not ignorant of human feelings, but if the young general does not agree, even the general's husband cannot take the general's ashes away.

"I...carry you home..." Yun Zhou choked up and started coughing violently.

Blood foam splashed to the ground, extremely dazzling on the snow.

Yun Zhou held the urn behind her with her backhand, as if she was carrying Xie Nanyan on her back. Her eyes were like blood, she looked at Yan Lingjun who stopped her, and hissed, "She is my wife—! What are you doing? What!" The ending was hoarse, and the emotion was agitated for a moment, and he opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Where did the deputy general dare to stop him? He took a step back, and out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Nian Wanniang who was leading the troops standing at the foot of the city. He hurriedly bowed to Nian Wanniang, "General..."

Yun Zhou laughed back in grief, and she asked tremblingly: "Why did you send her to the border? She can't come back now...what else do you want to stop me?"

Nian Wanniang looked solemn, she drew her sword and pointed at Yunzhou, "Put it down."

Why is Yunzhou afraid of her?

Now I just want to die together, so that I can go to Huangquan Road to accompany Yanyan.She took a step forward, pressing her heart on the edge of Nian Wanniang's sword, "Do it!"

No.

Xie Nanyan stood behind Yun Zhou, if he hadn't been held tightly by the little prince, he might have run forward to pull Yun Zhou back to his side.

The little prince sighed helplessly, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "This king seems to have come at a bad time, that's all, I'd better go into the city tomorrow." Saying this, he forcibly turned around with Xie Nanyan in his arms, He whispered, "Calm down, this king is helping you."

Xie Nanyan tightly clenched her fists, and when she lifted the curtain of the car, she quietly turned her head and took another look at the red-robed "young man" who was falling under the snow.

Her hands were red and purple, and now she was holding the urn behind her tightly behind her back, trembling from time to time.

Nian Wanniang glanced sideways at Xie Nanyan, and after she was dragged back to the carriage by the little prince, she withdrew her long sword and said in a solemn voice: "It seems that there are still distinguished guests today... This general will not argue with you." Nian Wanniang took a step forward, and threw a sentence to Yun Zhou, "Nan Yansheng is a member of my Yanling Army, and she is a ghost of my Yanling Army when she dies. Where she should go back is up to me. "

"Then you try..." Tears dripped down his cheeks, Yun Zhou looked at her resentfully, without any fear, where was his usual timid look?

The onlookers in the capital were all shocked. They thought they would see the face of the little prince of the big car, but they didn't know that they saw the coffin of General Zhennan Xie Nanyan first?

Yun Zhou walked back to the capital alone with the urn on her back. There was fine snow in the sky, gradually covering her black gauze hat.

It was as if her hair was graying for a moment, but it was still too late to grow gray with her.

That day Xie Nanyan took a car with her to enter this bustling capital. At that time, autumn was in full bloom, and her smile was like a flower, as bright as the bright sun in the sky, warming the heart of Yunzhou.

Today, the snow wind is bleak, and the prosperity of the capital has nothing to do with them.Yun Zhou's complexion was pale, and the corners of her lips were still smeared with blood. She walked extremely slowly, fearing that if she fell again, she would spill Yanyan's ashes and lose more Yanyan.

Her vision was no longer clear, and every incident in the past, every time Xie Nanyan smiled in her memory, it was as if a knife was stabbed in Yunzhou's heart.

It turned out that she already liked her so much, but it was too late for Xie Nanyan to feel it more clearly.

"Yanyan, look, it's snowing..."

Yun Zhou stopped suddenly, and tilted her head to look at the fine snow falling from the corner of the eaves. It was clear that she couldn't see the snowflakes clearly, but she couldn't help but tell the urn behind her.

"You said you would come back...why didn't you believe your words...the female devil...a big liar...Xie Nanyan, you are really a big liar..."

In the end, his emotions broke down, and Yun Zhou wailed loudly, his voice piercing his heart.

Nian Wanniang ordered the other Yanling soldiers to follow Yunzhou to take her back to the mansion. Here she led the black-maned horse that Yunzhou rode, got on the horse, and led the little prince's car into the capital.

The golden carriage slowly passed by and turned into the Royal Street.

Xie Nanyan lifted the curtain of the car, watching her and Yunzhou drift away with red eyes, and only one sentence remained, "I'm sorry..."

Agusha suddenly said coldly: "If I were him, I wouldn't live alone."

"You!" Xie Nanyan turned her head in shock, "She has to live!"

Agusha is not afraid of her, "You should be happy if you have a husband like this."

The little prince twisted the mouth of a grape, chewed it, and said: "Don't worry, how could your General Nian let him die? Even that doesn't count, she won't be called a first-rank general."

Xie Nanyan calmed down, and finally put down the car curtain.

So far, she can only trust Master.

A paper umbrella, tilted slightly, covered the falling snow in the sky.

Holding the umbrella in one hand, Chu Fu untied the knot at the neckline with the other, took off the warm cloak on his body, and put it on Yun Zhou's body. She softly called, "Husband, let's go home."

Yun Zhou's eyes were blurred with tears, he looked at her for a moment, choked up and said: "She... can't come back..."

"Isn't she being carried by you?" Chu Fu took a step forward and gently wiped away the tears on her face, "Let's take my sister home."

Yun Zhou shook his head, tears welled up again, "Fu'er, Yanyan is real... I really can't come back..."

"Silly husband." Chu Fu felt sad, and her fingertips brushed the blood on the corner of Yun Zhou's lips, "If something happens to you, what should I do?" Zhou's wrist pulse, frowning tightly, not caring about other things, she winked at Ahe beside her.

Without saying a word, Ah He quickly snatched the urn from behind Yun Zhou, and ran towards Yan Lingjun who was pulling the coffin.

"What are you doing? Give me back the smoke!" Yun Zhou yelled in panic, and just as he turned around to chase after him, he was startled by something pricking the back of his neck, and everything in front of him was instantly submerged in darkness.

Chu Fu supported Yun Zhou's fallen body, the paper umbrella fell by his side, was blown by the snow wind, rolled a few times, and stopped in front of the stone bricks at the entrance of the alley.

Chu Fu hid the silver needle between his fingers back into his sleeve, lifted Yunzhou up with all his might, and shouted at Mua, whose eyes were red in the distance, "What are you still doing? If you don't go back for treatment, she won't survive!"

Mua sniffed, and panicked when he heard what Chu Fu said.He ran over quickly, took Yunzhou from Chu Fu's hand, hugged it horizontally, and strode towards Wei Wei's Yunfu.

Chu Fu bent down to pick up the paper umbrella, and Ah He had already put the urn back into the coffin.

Lieutenant General Yan Ling bowed gratefully to Chu Fu, "Thank you, Mrs. Chu."

"No, when my husband wakes up, I'm afraid there will be more disturbances. I can't stop her." Chu Fu said simply, "Ahe, let's go back too."

A'He lowered his head, followed Chu Fu for a few steps, and asked in a low voice: "Young Madam, aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?" Chu Fu said calmly.

Ah He continued: "It's the first time I've seen her like this..."

"She has always been generous, at most she can blame me with a few words." Chu Fu said slowly.

Ah He shook his head, "If you didn't let Mrs. Xie's ashes enter the mansion, you're not afraid..."

Chu Fu didn't seem to hear these words, but murmured thoughtfully: "For some reason, I suddenly envy her..."

"Who?" Ah He didn't understand, did the "she" in Chu Fu's words refer to Yun Zhou or Xie Nanyan?

Chu Fu thought to himself and said too much, but just shook his head, "You're walking fast, run back to the mansion first and ask Madam He to prepare hot water."

"Yes." Ah He nodded.

Chu Fu watched Ahe run away, she quickened her pace, caught up with Mua, and held an umbrella to help Yunzhou cover the falling snow.

For Yun Zhou, the death of Xie Nanyan was more than just a pain in the skin?

Chu Fu was upset, the task Nian Wanniang gave her was really too difficult.It's easy to deal with Yun Zhou waking up and yelling a few words, but if she seeks death and life, with her position in Yun Zhou's heart, what can she do to stop her from seeking death?

She really envied Xie Nanyan to be loved by Yun Zhou like this.

Chu Fu pulled the corners of her lips lightly, realizing that she was crying, she gasped several times and turned her face away.

There was a lot of fine snow, and the dark clouds were like lead, pressing heavily over the capital.

She also felt depressed, and her heart was sore. If the person in the urn today was her, would Yun Zhou cry like this?

Even if she doesn't cry, will she get a little red eyes for her?

At least it proved that Chu Fu had lived, lived in other people's hearts or lives.

Thinking of the sadness, Chu Fu quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Things have come to this point, she has never been qualified to say "no", and only she can do this "wicked person", which is "righteous".

The news of Xie Nanyan's death spread quickly in the capital, and there were different opinions for a while. How could everyone in the capital care about the little prince who came to Beijing together today?

As dusk approached, Yun Zhou had been in a coma for half a day.

After Chu Fu personally bathed her in hot water, he changed into clean clothes and slept on Chu Fu's bed.

Suffering from this sudden change, Yun Zhou was hurt and heartbroken, and he was hit by the wind and cold. If he hadn't personally served Yun Zhou, Chu Fu would not have seen Yun Zhou's bruised knee today.

Chu Fu was worried that she would fall to the root of her illness, so she always took care of her carefully, but even so, Yun Zhou might be sick for a long time after she woke up.

"Yan... Yan..." Yun Zhou whispered weakly, his forehead was burning hot.

Chu Fu stroked Yun Zhou's forehead distressedly, and said softly, "It will all pass, husband, don't be afraid, I'm here, you will definitely get better."

"Come back... come back..." Yun Zhou was so burned that he couldn't hear Chu Fu's voice at all.

Chu Fu sighed lightly, and tucked the corner of the blanket for Yun Zhou, and just about to get up to bring her soup and medicine, Yun Zhou grabbed her by the sleeve.

"Don't go..."

"Okay, don't go."

Chu Fu sat back, looked at her childlike eyebrows and eyes with tears in his eyes, and said in his heart: "I will heal you...don't be afraid..." She mustered up her courage, covered the back of Yun Zhou's hand, and stretched her fingers along the Sliding in between Yun Zhou's fingers, he clasped Yun Zhou's hand tightly.