I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

This time the pace was too fast, it could be called sloppy, and it seemed that Jing Xing didn't intend to let him see too much.Before Ye Zhuolin realized what happened, the screen turned again and saw Ye Qian appearing in the enemy's camp alone with a sword.

"Hehe, General Ye is here." A bearded man put down the wine glass in his hand and greeted him with a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, if I'm late, I'm afraid I'll be angry gone."

Ye Qian sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, let me meet people first, otherwise nothing will be discussed."

"Tsk, are you here to surrender?"

The bearded man had a strange voice, and he was playing with a wooden sword in his hand. The sword was stained with blood that hadn't dried up. When Ye Qian saw the sword, he took a sharp breath, and felt dizzy, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

This is the small wooden sword he gave to his son two years ago.

"You... take me to see them." Ye Qian put his trembling hands behind his back, gritted his teeth with all the patience in his life, "If they have something to do, any conditions you raise are farts, I will do my last bit of strength , even if you violate the military order, you will be killed here and blood will flow into rivers."

Ye Qian's eyes were almost red, and he even frightened the bearded man for a while. The bearded man muttered to himself that he didn't know what he was cursing, but he still took Ye Qian to another military tent.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, a bloody smell rushed over almost immediately.

Yun Xiaolan, a talented girl in the capital city, has always had many reputations, but whether she is a fish or a wild goose or a charming girl, it is not appropriate at this time.

She didn't seem to be seriously injured, because when she saw Ye Qian, she still smiled a little, but the blood all over the ground showed that she had suffered a very cruel punishment.

And Xiao Ye Cong was also covered in blood, his clothes were already torn to pieces, and some white powder was sprinkled on the wound, Ye Qian looked intently, and could hardly tell it was salt.

At that moment, he seemed to have lost everything.

Ye Qian, like Ye Zhuolin, has the kind of Confucian appearance, absolutely can not tell that he is a general, but at this time Ye Qian slightly lowered his head, and when he raised his eyes to look at the bearded man, his eyes were cold, as if hiding A cold blade wants to strangle a person's throat.

"As I expected, you should not be the highest official here. The high-ranking officials are all cowards. They are afraid that I will be provoked, so they will be killed in a fit of anger." Ye Qian sneered, and raised his sword almost instantly Falling, everyone didn't react, the bearded man's head had already landed on the ground.

"They were right to be concerned."

It was the first time for Xiao Ye Cong to see his father kill someone, and he was not a bit scared even under the astonishment, as if all this was taken for granted - the person who was killed deserved to die.

Some ideas are etched into the bone marrow.

Ye Qian was also covered in sticky blood, but before he could wipe it off, he cut off the iron chain and caught Yun Xiaolan, who was already exhausted.

Yun Xiaolan, who came from a scholarly family, did not dislike blood. She hugged her husband with all her strength: "Brother Qian, you...you run, their people are outside."

As soon as the words fell, countless people surrounded the place with swords and stared at them, but Ye Qian didn't seem to see anything, patted his wife on the back, and coaxed: "It's okay, you sleep, wake up!" It's safe to come."

"I said, General Ye, we are kind enough to negotiate with you. Look at you, why did you kill my subordinates?"

Ye Qian raised his eyes slowly, the sword in his hand hummed, he greeted Xiao Ye Cong behind him, embraced Yun Xiaolan with one hand, and held the sword in the other hand, hugging the death-defying girl in an attacking posture. With a cold attitude, he inspected everyone present, like a lone wolf ready to give it a go.

The phantom Ye Zhuolin had already looked stupid, looking at the weak boy behind Ye Qian, at that moment, he seemed to remember everything.

I remembered that Ye Qian finally put down his sword and chose to negotiate, and the final result was just like what was recorded in the history books: he abandoned his family and country for his own love for his children.

But it wasn't as bad as it was written in the book. He didn't do anything, he didn't sell information, and he didn't dig a hole for his army. He just didn't continue to live.

Ye Qian chose to sacrifice his own life for his son's safety.

On the day of parting, it was sunny and sunny. The family of three walked slowly through Huaiyin Valley, as if nothing had happened. It was the scorching sun, and stopped. Ye Qian glanced behind him to make sure that no one was following him. Finally, as if nothing had happened, she whispered to Yun Xiaolan: "I'm going to leave for a while, and I'm passing through a forest in this direction. There is a small hill with a family living in it. You can go to Stay there, I will come here to find you when I come back in a few days, I hope I don’t go the wrong way.”

They are all adults, how could Yun Xiaolan not know the seriousness, she understands that Ye Qian's going here is more dangerous than good, but thinking about it deceptively, since they all ran out, they shouldn't have suffered much embarrassment, maybe it was just a talk What about?

After all, she is only a literati woman, and she doesn't know that there are too many ways in the military camp to make people feel better than dead.

Yun Xiaolan forced a joke: "Why, you still have an affair here?"

"How could it be?" Ye Qian couldn't help turning his head away, "It's a woman, she saved me when I was injured, there is no way, I only know this place as a safe place."

"When will you be back?"

This time, Ye Qian was silent for a moment, and finally did not choose to give a definite answer: "Come back if you have a chance, you have to raise our son well, and when I see him again, I have to fight him."

Yun Xiaolan scolded with a smile: "Adults bully children, do you want to be ashamed?"

Ye Qian seemed to have a lot to say, but he hesitated several times. He looked intently at Xiao Pao's unsteady son, and his eyes suddenly became yearning.

If... if your son really becomes a general in the future, will he be as prestigious as him?

The tingling pain in the heart appeared again without warning, accompanied by the burning pain like a fire, the fingertips seemed to have countless small bugs getting into the fingertips, and the violent vomiting rushed out.

He drank poison|drugs.This is the price of exchanging mother and son.

In fact, the so-called treason was just that he did not fulfill his duties as a general. He left a little early and did not continue to lead his army to see the day when Nan Zhao ruled the world.

Ye Qian didn't say anything, and left without looking back, his figure was buried in the jungle.

In the days to come, Yun Xiaolan spent her entire life, until she died, waiting for Ye Qian to appear again from here.

The old lady seems to have been away for a while, anyway the house is still there, but a thin layer of dust has fallen on the table, Yun Xiaolan sees that the furnishings in the house are quite dilapidated, presumably the owner of the wooden house is also very poor.

Besides, living in the mountains and forests, the owner certainly didn't want to be disturbed.

After all, the delicate Yun Xiaolan couldn't bear to disturb other people's lives. After deliberating for a while, she chose to live in the wild with Xiaoye Cong.

She can have better choices, but she is more afraid that one day, if Ye Qian doesn't find them when he comes back, it will be bad.

Yun Xiaolan was raised by a wealthy family, and she has never experienced hardship since she was a child. Even though she insisted on marrying a big boss who marched and fought in spite of her parents' opposition, Ye Qian took good care of her, so until she was caught, her hands were still in the air. It is white and tender, and has never done rough work.

They lived in the small wooden house they built. Yun Xiaolan would pick some fruits every day, and the next day she would go to the foot of the mountain to exchange the fruits for some firewood, rice, oil and salt. Sometimes, if she was lucky, she could even hunt a few wild game.

The clean hands were gradually covered with wrinkles and scars, but Yun Xiaolan didn't care. Whenever she noticed that Ye Cong had grown taller, she would inevitably wonder what it would be like when Ye Qian came back.

This wait is two or three years.

Unknowingly, Yun Xiaolan has changed from a young lady who was raised in a boudoir to a strong woman who chopped wild wolves with her bare hands. Her hands are much rougher, and she probably won't be able to touch the piano anymore, but her appearance has not changed, and she can vaguely see her , seems to be the same as before.

Xiao Ye Cong really hasn't changed much, it's just taller than before, his sword hand is more stable than before, and he's more courageous. He even dared to sneak out to pick fruit by himself at night, but every time he would be beaten by his mother. After catching him, he taught him a good lesson. Xiao Ye Cong is not a mischievous character, but he is definitely not a good baby. Yun Xiaolan didn't have the heart to really train him, so as time went by, Xiao Ye Cong became more and more unruly.

Until one day he broke his mother's handkerchief.

Looking at the scorched marks on the corner of the handkerchief, Yun Xiaolan showed real anger for the first time: "Kneel down!"

Xiaoye Cong didn't expect that a handkerchief could cause such a big disaster. After all, a child is a child, and he was immediately cowed after being yelled at.Xiao Ye Cong stumbled and knelt on the ground, with tears of grievance in his eyes.

After Yun Xiaolan roared for a while, the anger in her heart subsided a little, and she couldn't help but feel soft-hearted when she saw her son kneeling on the ground exuding grievance all over his body.

"Ye'er, this is the only token your father left to your mother." Yun Xiaolan was a little helpless and sad, "You said, you are almost six years old, and your father still hasn't shown up. Could it be that he really wants to wait until you grow up?" Come back again?"

Xiao Yecong didn't understand, she just knelt down and sobbed, Yun Xiaolan sighed silently, her fingers lightly stroked the handkerchief, as if she could get a little warmth from the fabric.

"Mother is going to get you something to eat, and I'll be back later."

Yun Xiaolan forced a smile, Xiao Yecong nodded in a daze, watching his mother put on her coat as usual, her figure gradually moved away, and waved: "Mother, come back soon!"

Ye Zhuolin remembered these memories, because they were too unforgettable.

Just this farewell, he never saw his mother again in his life.

A living person seems to have evaporated suddenly. If it weren't for the scattered clothes and daily necessities in the house, it would be hard to believe that there is still a woman living here.

That day, Xiao Ye Cong waited for several hours but still couldn't find his mother. From dawn to dusk, and then to the morning sun slowly rising the next day, the five-year-old child couldn't see the person he was thinking of after all.

Combined with the experience of breaking the handkerchief just now, Xiaoye Cong firmly believes that his mother doesn't want him anymore, and even now he still holds this idea.

There were cliffs nearby, but he was too young to think about the possibility of "accidents" and never bothered to think about the details when he grew up.

At this moment, Jing Xing's voice came like a voiceover: "Is this where your memory stops?"