After the rebirth, the emperor will never forget me

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Lanxizhu took the people in his hands to dig out the shallowly buried corpses, and then brought them back to Lucheng.

The night in Saibei was very dark, and everyone couldn't see the expression on Lanxi Zhu's face clearly, but they knew that he was very sad now.

Deep emotions flowed in everyone's heart, there was no conversation along the way, only the sound of soft footsteps.

It was already late at night when I returned to Lucheng, Lanxizhu didn't expect that there was still someone waiting for him.

"General, those people are from Qicheng."

Originally, I was not in the mood to meet people, but after all, this is Saibei, and the military aircraft should not be delayed.It is urgent for someone to visit late at night.

The tear stains have been dried, and there is a burning pain on the face.

He tidied up his appearance a little, and then was guided into the main hall by the servants.

I haven't seen anyone yet, but I heard a quarrel.

"What did you say, have the courage to say it again!" A cursing voice came.

"I said you are a quack." Another voice was very cold, but this was indifferent and sarcastic.

"How dare you scold me?" The owner of the voice seemed to be getting angry.

This person sounds... a bit familiar.

"...how can I scold you."

The two refused to give in to each other back and forth, but the conversation really didn't have any substantive content.

As soon as Lan Xizhu stepped into the hall, he saw Su Weichen, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, confronting another handsome man.They were so noisy that they didn't even notice Lanxi Bamboo coming.

"I can't even detect it with Mongolian sweat medicine, and I still say that I am not a quack doctor."

Su Weichen clenched his fists, and almost stepped on the table to reason with him: "I've said it a hundred times, it's not Mongolian sweat medicine, it's a poison produced by your country of Xilan!"

The stunning man glanced at him lightly: "That's our country's Mongolian sweat medicine."

"I haven't said that you saintesses are presumptuous! How dare you drug the consort and escape privately, Qi... If His Majesty finds out, he will definitely not let you go."

"I'm trying to find a way to make up for my sister's fault. Don't you dare to say that Zhen Xihou of your Nanheng is right?"

Hearing the words "Marquis of Zhenxi", Lanxizhu's breathing became painful.

He tried to calm down, then cleared his throat and coughed.

"Are you two okay?"

At this time, the two people looked at him together.

Su Weichen was a little surprised for a moment.

I haven't seen you for a few days, why is Lanxi Bamboo in such a mess?

I saw that he was unkempt and his battle armor had lost its luster, apparently he had just returned from the battlefield.

His face was even more ugly, his eyes were red and swollen, and his complexion was haggard.

Could it be that the Beidi people haven't completely retreated yet, so he went out to fight them again?

Lanxizhu ignored the scrutiny of the two and sat on the chair wearily.

He doesn't want to deal with these things now, he just wants to go back to sleep, in his dream he can temporarily forget the fact that his third brother has left him.

"General Lan, it's finally your turn."

Su Weichen stood up, pretending to be unfamiliar with him.

"The medical officer who followed Zhenxihou in the Xia Nai and relative missions, a few days ago on the way to Hengdu, the saint of Xilan Kingdom stunned all of us with Mongolian sweat medicine, and then left her maidservant, intending to The civet cat was exchanged for the crown prince. Later, our people found out that the saint had followed Zhenxihou to Qicheng privately, we found here but found that Zhenxihou was not in the city, so we went to Lucheng."

Zhenxi Hou...

Lanxi Zhu stared at the burning candle on the left, as if he had forgotten the people around him.

This incident sounds very strange, but it can't make Lanxi Zhu's heart that has been shattered into pieces to stir up waves again.

He just stared blankly, making Su Weichen feel that something was wrong.

"General Lan...do you know where Zhenxihou is?"

His voice was tentatively wary.

Lanxi Zhu half-closed his eyes, and a drop of clear tears flowed out like this, and he couldn't control it.

He didn't wipe it either, not afraid that people would read the joke:

"My third brother is dead."

The sound is boundless desolation and grief.

As soon as these words came out, the other two were shocked.

Casualties on the battlefield are unavoidable, the strange man just looked up at him and turned his head away hastily, and Su Weichen knew the seriousness of this matter.

Who is Zhenxihou?

After the sad news of Zhenxihou's death came from the palace of the previous life, the whole country mourned, and His Majesty did not even go to court for seven days.

The most terrible thing is that Zhenxihou is Lanxizhu's elder brother.

Lanxi Zhuzhe lived his whole life to protect his family, and if he didn't get what he wanted, why would he die sadly?

He suddenly felt that the appearance of himself and Cui Chengyan at this time was a bit inappropriate.

"General... my condolences."

Su Weichen is the most stupid, and he can't say other comforting words.

He really wanted to know how Lanxi Jing died, but it was obviously inappropriate to ask Lanxi Zhu to put salt on Lanxi Zhu's wound.

Lanxizhu didn't answer, but said with a dead voice: "Marquis Zhenxi was trapped in Qianjun Valley for three days. If the saintess of your country really came to Saibei, she would still be in Qicheng."

He didn't find a woman in Thousand Jun Valley.

He didn't know what kind of grievances there was between Cui Xueyuan and his third brother, but Lan Xizhu believed that the third brother was a self-denying person who would not do anything out of line.

How could such a decent person allow himself to be stained after death?

Cui Chengyan narrowed his eyes, and didn't want to embarrass the general who had just lost his dear one.

"Sister She is stubborn and has caused trouble for your country. I will arrest her and make amends to Emperor Nanheng."

"It's over." Su Weichen stopped from the side, "Your sister...'s maid is still in the post house, and His Majesty doesn't know about it. As long as the situation can be saved, it can't be called an apology."

Who knew that Qi Heng's temper was so stinky, if he knew the truth, he would directly turn over the table and attack Xilan?

Zhenxihou is dead, so we can't let Zhugang of Lanxi go down to the north of Saibei and then go to the southwest?

It is a crime to waste money and labor.

After a moment of silence, Lan Xizhu asked with trembling lips, "What's the relationship between Cui Xueyuan and my third brother?"

Don't be what he thinks.

But if it wasn't like that, why would Cui Xueyuan want to follow this extremely cold place in Saibei?Why don't you want to marry Qi Heng obediently?

"This……"

Su Weichen and Cui Chengyan looked at each other, and they both saw the other's hesitation.

If this matter is exposed, it will really ruin the reputation of the two countries. It is not easy to deal with this matter without losing face.

Anyone can guess why.

"Next is Cui Chengyan, the holy son of Xilan Kingdom. I will try my best to make up for the mistakes my sister made. I am deeply sorry for causing trouble to your country."

Cui Chengyan didn't answer, but stood up and bowed with their Nanheng's courtesy.

Xilan's "Holy Son" is equivalent to Nanheng's "Prince", who will inherit the throne in the future.

Saying this in this capacity, this person is quite responsible.

But behind what he couldn't see, Su Weichen rolled his eyes, and his mouth seemed to say: "Pretending."

[The author has something to say: Isn’t the old Susu Gong you want coming here?]