The cannon fodder who died prematurely wakes up [Quick Transmigration]

Under the cloudy sky, there was a strong smell of blood that lingered for a long time.

Above the ruins strewn with stumps and limbs, there was a moment of dead silence, and one after another shrill and desperate roars resounded.

"General!!"

On the battlefield where the two countries were at war, the bloody general was forced to stop.

Into the killing, Fu Yuting, whose mind had been muddled all the time, felt a pain in his heart and suddenly woke up.

Slowly lowering his head, seeing a sharp arrow in his heart, he staggered back a few steps.

Fu Yuting, who could no longer support himself kneeling on the spot, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear the roar of the soldiers behind him.

After blinking, his vision began to blur, and Fu Yuting realized that he might die this time.

However, he didn't want to die.

His husband and children are still waiting for him at home.

He can't die!

If he dies, who will protect his husband and children?

He is not reconciled! !

Consciousness began to blur, Fu Yuting wanted to struggle to stand up, and finally fell to the ground powerlessly.

The dull eyes were completely dimmed, and in a trance, Fu Yuting seemed to see his husband.

His husband was wearing the clothes they had when they first met, holding his son, who had grown up a few years, to welcome him who had returned in victory.

Unexpectedly, that he rode back with a woman in red.

What happened afterwards was beyond Fu Yuting's expectation. The first thing he did after he came back was to take the woman in red as his concubine.

Afterwards, the emperor gave him Princess Anyang as his wife, and he accepted it without fail, and many women entered the backyard one after another.

Fu Yuting watched helplessly as his husband was heartbroken, and seeing him being laughed at by everyone in the imperial city, gradually became depressed.

The anger in my heart intensified.

This is not over yet.

Fu Yuting was trapped in the same place, watching with his fingers cracked as his husband was planned to step into death step by step, and his child's future was ruined.

And all of this was planned by the lonely ghost who occupied his body.

The solitary ghost who occupied his body, while enjoying the benefits of his power and status, loathed and designed his husband and children at the same time.

The three of them became his stepping stones to a higher level.

Seeing his husband, bringing their token of love, and their son with two broken legs, they came to the cabin where the couple first met.

A fire burned away Fu Yuting's last fantasy.

"Do not!!!"

Fu Yuting, who was out of his body, floated above his body, trying to return to his body again and again.

Until the end, he felt his body suddenly have a weak heartbeat, and he was blocked half a meter away from his body.

"what!!!!"

No one heard the desperate roar, and the cloudy sky was dark, and suddenly a huge thunder pierced the sky.

Remorse, anger, resentment and unwillingness filled Fu Yuting.

Dark red evil spirit overflowed from his soul body, permeated and gathered around, intertwined and tore with the golden light of merit all over his body.

The purple thunder loomed above the void, and then abruptly struck Fu Yuting who was surrounded by evil spirit.

……

Imperial City, inside the General's Mansion.

The sky was cloudy, and with a loud thunder, the shadow guards who were hiding everywhere were caught off guard and felt a pain in their chests, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

The three shadow guards who hid beside General Fulang to protect him all fell down and fell into a coma.

"Ah!" The maid who was waiting on the side was startled and screamed.

However, seeing the master suddenly covering his heart and turning pale, Xuemei hurried over to help her, "Master, what's wrong with your body?"

"It's all right, let's go see what's wrong with Wu Yi and the others." Xylophone waved her hand, motioning Xuemei to go and have a look.

The twelve shadow guards of Wu's generation, and the four maids including Xuemei, are the back-up left by Fu Yuting to his husband.

He was worried that if the xylophone encountered any danger, and he was far away from the border, he would not be able to take care of it, so he carefully selected some people for him.

Until dinner, the old butler still couldn't find out what was wrong with the shadow guards in the General's Mansion, why they all vomited blood and fell into a coma.

"Master, don't worry. The Shadow Guards are all awake. If it's really someone's conspiracy, the adults will find out." Seeing Madam's frown, Xuemei said.

"...I'm not worried about this." Xylophone shook her head.

The sudden angina at noon, and he was still a little out of breath, made him flustered all afternoon.

Thinking of her husband who is still far away at the border, Muqin is extremely worried.

"Father Mu!" With a clear voice, a nine-year-old boy walked in.

"Qin'er is back..." As soon as Muqin saw her son, she temporarily let go of her worries and showed a smile on her face, "How are you doing at the academy today, are you still getting used to it?"

"Everything is fine, Father Mu, don't worry."

Fu Siqin took the wet handkerchief handed over by the maid at the side, wiped his hands, and sat down.

"I heard from the housekeeper that something happened at home today, is Father Mu okay?" Fu Siqin looked at Father Mu nervously, still feeling a little scared at the moment.

"Father Mu is fine, okay, isn't Qin'er hungry? Let's eat first." Xylophone moved the topic away and let him concentrate on eating.

His son is nine years old, imitating his father's sullen face at a young age, pretending to be calm.

In fact, because his father is not at home all year round, there is no man who can rely on at home.In the past four years, Fu Siqin has grown from an ignorant child to a child with an adult heart.

Fu Siqin couldn't remember what his father said to him before he left home. The only thing he kept firmly in his heart was 'as the only male in the family, you have to take responsibility for the whole family'.

After dinner, Fu Siqin stayed to talk with his father.

Not long after, it rained suddenly outside.

The rain was pattering on the plantain leaves, and it was raining heavily, drowning out their conversation.

The dark clouds that had been accumulating for a day finally poured down at this moment.

Chun Ju, who was originally guarding the door, walked in quickly and closed the door.

"Master, young master, it's raining too hard, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to listen to the bamboo courtyard."

"It's okay, I'll stay with Father Mu tonight." After Fu Siqin finished speaking, he looked at Father Mu, and was stunned for a while.

The conversation between the two, xylophone did not hear, he stared out of the window blankly, his face looked a little pale.

Following the master's line of sight, Chunju found that the windows in the house had not been closed, and a lot of rain had drifted in.

Hurry up and close it until the last one. Chunju hesitated for a while, and stepped aside when she saw the young master's signal.

"Father Mu, what's wrong with you?" Fu Siqin walked over and held his little hand, and found that Father Mu's hand was extremely cold.

"It's raining so hard, I don't know what your father is doing at the moment..." Xylophone raised the corners of her lips and forced a smile.

Should he discuss with his subordinates in the camp, or fight with the enemy on the battlefield?

Hearing the subconscious words of Mu's father, Fu Siqin reached out to hug him, patted him on the back with his small hands and comforted him, "Father is very powerful, so don't worry about Mu's father..."

His father once told him that when his mother was upset, he could give him a hug to comfort him.

Xylophone hugged her son for a while, but didn't speak.He believed that his husband would return safely, but today's strange incidents followed one after another, and his heart was depressed all day.

He had to wonder if something bad had happened.

He had heard before that sometimes two people who love each other have a tacit understanding, and when one party has an accident, the other party will respond.

Thinking of this, xylophone felt flustered.

Half a month later, an urgent report came from the border. The general was seriously injured and is still unconscious.

Bad things came one after another, and the other three countries heard the news that the general of Xinglan Nation was about to die, and started some small actions.

There was even more news that several tribes at the border seemed to be discussing cooperation.

All of a sudden, everyone in Xinglan Nation fell into panic.

When the news reached the general's mansion, Muqin Yi was sitting by the side, watching his son practice martial arts.

Seeing Liang Xia running over with a panicked expression, for some reason, his heart trembled.

Liang Xia told her master what she had heard, and when she heard 'the general was seriously injured and unconscious', Xylophone's face instantly turned pale, and her mind went blank.

With a bang, it turned out that Fu Siqin had also heard the conversation between the two, and when he heard the news of his father, his hand softened and the sword in his hand fell.

However, Fu Siqin quickly came to his senses and persuaded Mu's father, who was still in a daze, to go back to the house.

An hour later, Fu Siqin walked out of the room lightly after his father's mood stabilized and he fell asleep.

"Wu Qi." After walking a little further, he called out the shadow guard.

"Little master." Wu Qi knelt on one knee, looking down respectfully.

Nine-year-old Fu Siqin is small. To show respect, the shadow guards usually kneel down in front of him.

However, even so, Fu Siqin was still a little shorter than them.

"Send a letter to Hei Yi, asking how father is doing now."

Fu Siqin had a stern face full of chills, and he had begun to show his father's appearance.

The ten shadow guards of the black generation only obeyed his father, and his father took six of them into the army and took them away, leaving the remaining four to him.

"Yes."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Qi left quickly.

Fu Siqin stood where he was, looking at the swing under the big tree in a daze.

The old butler came over, looked at the figure of the young master, and sighed, "Young master, don't frown like the master when you are young, you will have wrinkles when you grow up."

"Grandpa housekeeper, when will father come back?...Father misses him." Fu Siqin said softly.

"Soon...soon, young master, if you persevere, the master will come back safely." The old housekeeper looked at him lovingly, with some distress in his eyes.

However, after waiting for half a month, there was still no letter from Hei Yi.

Until the news came from the border that 'the general is awake and there is no serious problem'. After waiting for another half a month, there was still no letter from Hei Yi or his father.

Fu Siqin couldn't help feeling puzzled, Hei Yi and the others didn't send any letter, the worst possibility would be that he died on the battlefield.

But half a month later, when my father woke up, he didn't send back a letter declaring his safety, so he felt something was wrong.

In the past, in order not to worry my father, my father's letter had been delivered early, not to mention that he usually delivered a letter every two months.

However, seeing the sadness on Mu's father's face dissipated, Fu Siqin didn't go into it anymore.

Father is fine, it is good after all, I will talk about other things later.