embarrassment for man and wife

Xie Junnan stayed in the palace and followed Zhuge Qing to take care of the aftermath, while Wan Tuxiu went straight to the general's mansion of the Zhenjun.However, at this moment, the General's Mansion is still under the siege of the enemy. The gate of the General's Mansion has been breached. From the gate to the inner courtyard, there are almost all casualties on both sides.

The backyard was at a corner, and Ziqing was surrounded by people. The guards around him had been fighting fiercely for a long time, and each of them was more or less wounded, and there were obviously many people killed by them on the other side. ground, shocking.

In such a situation, Ziqing's whole face was tense, his heart was tense, and he was obviously beating very fast, but he didn't feel afraid. There was only a kind of unprecedented bravery and strength, that is-to stick to it The house left by my uncle!

In the side sleeve, Ziqing grabbed his hand tightly. He watched the opponent's fierce attack, and secretly thought about how long these guards could last. Then, there was a deafening sound outside the arch, and Ziqing's heart blew. There was a sudden shock, guessing that the supporters from the other party must have rushed over!At that moment, Ziqing was even ready.

He can't shame my uncle, as the general's nephew, even if he dies, he can't dishonor his uncle's reputation!

"Waiting for Xiaoxiao! You dare to act presumptuously in my town army general's mansion!!!".

Outside the arched door, came Wan Qixiu's murderous voice.

Ziqing was shocked, and suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked towards the common door: "Uncle!!!".

Wan Tengxiu strode in, and behind him were all the soldiers who had just come out of the palace with him. They rushed in one by one, and rushed forward without waiting for Wan Tengxiu's order, slashing with their knives!

The people besieging Ziqing were obviously slightly confused by their aura, and it was impossible to just escape, but after a few fights, they were all hacked and left dead on the ground, while those who tried their best to protect Ziqing The guards, after all the crises were resolved, knelt down and saluted Wan Tuxiu!

Wan Tuxiu strode forward and looked at Ziqing from top to bottom: "Are you not injured?".

"No, the guards left by my uncle are very loyal, thanks to them I can be safe and sound."

Wan Chengxiu let out a big breath: "Where are your parents?".

"They left the General's Mansion last night and are in a safe place right now. Don't worry, uncle."

It's also fortunate that he arranged Chen Shi and the others out last night, otherwise today's such a strong attack, I don't know what it will be like, but...

Wan Tuxiu frowned after seeing those guards: "Chen Jiang! Arrange military doctors to treat these injured guards and see how many people are still alive."

Chen Jiang clasped his fists together, and hurriedly ordered the brothers behind him.

But Ziqing was worried, and asked him: "Uncle, you are back, is everything in the palace settled? Where is uncle? Is he okay?".

Wan Chengxiu frowned, but did not let go: "There are matters in the palace with Xie Junnan and the eldest prince, don't worry, as for your little uncle, he is fine for the time being."

Zhuge Huangyue was only temporarily safe, but not completely safe.

Ziqing secretly guessed that something must have happened during his disappearance, but looking at Wan Tuxiu's face, Ziqing couldn't ask further. Now that the matter in the capital is almost settled, what he is more worried about is... ...Zhuohua, far away in the village of Taocheng.

But Zhuohua now lives in Fanyunzhai, he has no idea that a terrifying battle took place in the village last night, let alone that early this morning, the village chief has been busy making the brave villagers , followed the bandits in Fanyunzhai to clean up the beheaded corpses.

Hongye supervised here, and she never left the village until after dusk when she was done with her work.

But in Fanyunzhai, Zhuo Hua started to feel a little sick shortly after eating the meal.

At first, it was just rolling twice from time to time, but after turning it over, he couldn't help but want to vomit again and again, and even his face became a little ugly.

Xie Shuyu looked worried, and quickly peeled the sour oranges for Zhuohua.Han Su sat at the side, feeling Zhuo Hua's pulse.Xie Lanshi and the others stood aside with worried faces, deeply afraid that Zhuohua would feel unwell again, poor Zhuohua was so surrounded by everyone, even if he wanted to eat small sour oranges, he was too embarrassed to give them to his mouth one after another , although his mouth is full at the moment chewing the little sour orange, but that feeling is not enough at all!

It's like a person who is very thirsty, suddenly able to drink water, just wishing he could drink a few big pots!

Sighing with a smile, Han Su let go of his hand: "I'm fine, it's just that my body is weak, so the nausea is so severe."

Xie Chen hurriedly asked: "Can he make up now?".

Han Su said: "Take supplementary food once every two or three days, don't be in a hurry" otherwise Zhuo Hua's body will not be able to bear it.

Xie Chen nodded, secretly remembering it in her heart.

Han Su looked at Xie Lanshi again: "In the past few days, I will ask Aunt Lan to work harder. Use a low fire and order some chicken soup for him. It doesn't need to be stewed too much. It is best to stew it once a day."

Xie Shuyu immediately let out a long sigh: "Finally, I don't need to drink fish soup anymore."

Xie Qiong choked on him: "You are not satisfied with fish soup every day, and those who are still growing like me and my sister don't even want to drink it."

Xie Shuyu's face collapsed, and he was rather hopeless: "Will you get tired if you drink too much fish soup?".

Han Su pursed his lips and smiled lightly. He reached out and touched Xie Shuyu's head: "Although you don't have to drink fish soup anymore, you still have to take tonic."

This intimacy came so suddenly that Xie Shuyu was stunned immediately, he forgot to react, and when he raised his eyes to look carefully, he found Han Su's eyes were soft, Xie Shuyu didn't know why, but felt... his cheeks were on fire.

After confirming that Zhuo Hua was fine, Xie Jiang and Xie Miao were no longer around here, and they did what they had to do.Even Xie Qiong turned around and went to play with the darker taro.

After finishing his work, Xie Shuyu also got up to leave, Zhuohua suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly called him: "Han Su, I forgot to ask you before, you came here, Lianying...how is he?".

Han Su was slightly taken aback, and said with a smile: "He has already left, you don't have to worry."

"Leaving...?" Zhuohua was obviously stunned, but after a while, he sighed: "I didn't expect to be able to talk to him again..." Muttering, Zhuohua laughed again: "But he He should be happy, his greatest wish is to leave the Dongfang General's Mansion, and now that his wish has been fulfilled, he must be flying like a bird."

Han Su nodded and smiled: "That's true, but before he left, he asked me to tell you that if you need him in the future, he will go through fire and water for you."

Zhuo Hua couldn't help but laugh, he took the little sour orange that Xie Shuyu had just peeled, and stuffed it into his mouth: "Then he definitely won't have the chance to go through fire and water for me, I have many people around me to protect me now."

Han Su smiled and said: "I think so too." Looking at Xie Shuyu in a blink of an eye, Han Su reminded: "If you also like this sour orange, I will go down the mountain and bring you some back tomorrow."

Xie Shuyu froze, stuttered for a long time before saying: "No, no need".

Han Su just shook his head and smiled, turned and left.

He was going to tidy up the robbery before turning over Yunzhai... No, the borrowed medicinal materials, after sorting out, can pick out some useful ones for these two people to use.

When Hongye came back, she briefly told them about the situation in the village. In order not to scare Zhuohua, Xie Shuyu and the two younger siblings, Hongye didn't explain the matter too carefully, but just said, let After a good rest, they turned and walked away again.

Zhuohua and the others would naturally believe Hongye's words, but...

When looking at the bright moon hanging high outside the bamboo house, Zhuo Hua couldn't help thinking of Xie Junnan who was far away in the capital.

Xu Shi thought before that at night, Zhuo Hua would start to have chaotic dreams again.

The scene in the dream was somewhat familiar, as if it was still in that mountain, but this time there were no peaches all over the mountain.

Zhuohua walked inside in a daze for a while, and saw another person at the place where he picked the peaches last time.

That person was dressed in white, with long gray hair and a body full of temperament, which made Zhuo Hua suddenly think, he seemed to have seen this person a few months ago?

"You're here." The man raised his eyes, looked at him, and waved: "Come and sit."

Zhuohua blinked, and stepped forward obediently. As soon as he sat down, the protruding waist and abdomen became a little conspicuous. Zhuohua was a little embarrassed, and wanted to pull up his clothes to hide his waist and abdomen, but the man smiled, and suddenly He stretched out his hand and touched lightly on Zhuohua's waist.

For a moment, Zhuohua couldn't say anything but embarrassment, but it was also very strange that he didn't dodge, and even scolded this person for presumptuousness.

The "smaller" man had a smile on his face, with satisfaction in his eyes: "but it's okay, very healthy."

"You...you are..." Zhuo Hua hesitated, not knowing how to ask him.

He raised his eyes to look at Zhuohua, that face similar to Xie Junnan, but with a strange kindness: "At the beginning, Shiro guarded your tomb for 70 years. I could watch but couldn't help him. Now I am doing my best to help you." This opportunity you exchanged for is not in vain."

70 years?

Zhuohua was shocked, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at him: "You! You said! What! You! You are! Could it be that you are!" Zhuohua felt a little incoherent, he seemed to know who this person was , but dare not say those three words.

He nodded slightly, and said lightly, "It's me, I'm Shiro's great-grandfather, Xie Zhen."

Zhuo Hua was shocked, and when he came back to his senses, he wanted to stand up and salute.

Xie Zhen pulled him and didn't let him move: "Let's skip those vain rituals. Tonight is also my last time to see you."

The so-called you naturally include the child in Zhuohua's womb.

Zhuohua felt that his mind was a little messed up and not enough. He obviously had other things to say, but for some reason, he finally asked: "Grandpa, you! Haven't you passed away for many years! How could that be?" Show up here?".

"I have souvenirs." Xie Zhen's voice was soft: "Just like Shiro who guarded your tomb back then, I have souvenirs so I'm still here."

"You..." Zhuohua thought of a lie and undeniable thing: "Aren't you... reluctant to part with grandma? You have actually... been by grandma's side all these years... yes, isn't it? ".

Xie Zhen nodded: "For so many years, I have been here, but I can only guard her, but I can't meet her, and I feel sad, so I never leave. After so many years, I have gradually gained some morality, but ...Reversing the time, it has consumed too much, and now besides meeting you in a dream, other people can't do it anymore."

Zhuo Hua suddenly felt creepy, and the creepy relationship was because he understood Xie Zhen's words: "Is it because... I was also a dead person before?".

Xie Zhen nodded: "My current cultivation has regressed, and I haven't fully recovered, so I can only communicate with your dreams."

Zhuo Hua listened in a daze, not knowing how to respond, but he was clear about one thing.

Because he had died before, as the Zen master of Xiangguo Temple said, his unstable soul relationship, in some cases, he would appear weaker than normal people, so this is why, he can dream about Xie Zhen's relationship one after another in his dreams .

But Zhuohua never expected that Xie Zhen would tell him two such shocking secrets when they met in a dream.

It turns out...his resurrection after death was not God's will, but Xie Zhen's years of cultivation, which he and Xie Junnan fought for.

It turns out... Xie Junnan not only guarded his tomb for 19 years, but guarded his tomb for 70 years, which is a lifetime tomb.

"Grandpa... I... I...".

Zhuohua's eyes moistened instantly, his throat was hoarse but he couldn't speak a word, his heart was so stuffy, the restrained Peng Bai almost made him cry on the spot.

Xie Zhen just smiled slightly, and he took out a purse from his arms. The purse looked old, and it was just embroidered with blooming orchids: "After returning to Beijing, help me, and give this to your wife." Grandma, tell her I'm always here, let her take care of herself."

Zhuo Hua took the purse and held it tightly in his hand: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely hand this over to Grandma!".

Xie Zhen nodded and smiled: "Good boy...".

After explaining, Xie Zhen's figure suddenly drifted further and further away.

Zhuo Hua was startled, he got up and wanted to chase after him, but before he could take a step, Xie Zhen's figure had...disappeared.

"Grandpa!".

In the room, Zhuo Hua let out a scream, and suddenly opened his eyes.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the light shone through the window.

Zhuohua was stunned on the bedside, he took a long breath, the corners of his eyes were wet, he couldn't help but bury his face in his palms, but at this time, Zhuohua was stunned.

In his other hand, he really held an old purse embroidered with orchids.

so--!

The dream just now was real.

What I heard in my dream is also true.

Unable to bear it, Zhuohua buried his face in his arms, he shrank himself into a ball, and all he recalled in his mind were those words of Xie Zhen in his dream.

: At the beginning, Shiro guarded your tomb for 70 years. I could watch, but I couldn't help him. Now that I have tried my best to cultivate, the opportunity I bought for you is not in vain.

Dou Da's teardrops fell down uncontrollably in an instant, Zhuo Hua couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, he just felt that his head... hurt so badly.

70 years... how many 70 years are there in life, that is a lifetime, a real lifetime, but... Xie Junnan's previous lifetimes were all just... guarding his own grave...

I owe too much, it is no longer the life of Zhuo Hua's comeback, it can make up for it...