The passers-by are vicious

"What are you going to report?"

"Someone sneaked into Jinghai, and he was in the theater."

Liu Tie pointed at Dong Ben who was shrinking his head and said, "It's him. He is a Japanese. This matter must be related to him."

In an instant, soldiers surrounded Dong Ben and pointed guns at him.

Dong Ben could only raise his hands and walk out of the crowd, defending himself in fluent Chinese: "Sir, this is slander. I am an honest citizen and I don't know those people at all."

Liu Tie immediately retorted: "He is lying. He is just a liar. If you don't believe me, ask him."

After saying this, Liu Tie made a gesture under the subtle gazes of others, and then sang in a strange voice: "Palace Jade Liquor!"

Dong Ben was stunned by the question. He was well-versed in ancient Chinese poetry, but he didn't remember this sentence.

Knowing that he was exposed and couldn't escape today, Dong Ben cursed: "Baga, you bastard, aren't you afraid that we will kill your son?"

Liu Tie stretched his neck and stammered, "Kill him if you can. It is a great honor for the family to die for the country. Our Liu family has been loyal for generations, and we will never let anyone betray the country."

As he said this, his whole body straightened up, and he looked up at Dong Ben with a righteous look on his face.

Dong Ben didn't expect that the timid middle-aged man who had just smiled at him in a flattering manner would suddenly become a different person. Was he playing a trick on him? He was so angry that he let out a strange cry.

"Bagaya Road."

"Get in the way." Although the soldier didn't understand what he meant, he knew it was not a good thing.

Since his identity had been confirmed, he naturally wouldn't be polite and shot Dong Ben directly in the waist with his gun, knocking him down instantly.

Even though he was beaten so badly that he couldn't get up, Dong Ben was still mumbling in a strange tone:

"We, the Great Day Empire, will not give up. Sooner or later, we will enter Jinghai. By then, you will all be under the rule of our Great Day..."

The soldier got angry when he heard that and kicked Dong Ben in the face. "Go to hell."

Duan Hangjin picked up the slightly dirty coat on the ground, shook it and put it on. There seemed to be a faint fragrance from Jiang Wanwan on it.

Duan Hangjin's expression remained calm, and he waved his hand without changing his expression: "Take it away."

A soldier immediately covered Dong Ben's mouth and dragged him away like a dead dog.

Duan Hangjin then turned his gaze to Liu Tie, and spoke as he trembled: "As for you... you have made a contribution by reporting the case, so you should also come with us."

"Okay, okay, sir. Cooperating with you is what we, the good citizens of Jinghai City, should do." Although Liu Tie felt a little guilty, he still rubbed his hands and nodded.

Jiang Wanwan was also a little frightened by the battle just now. Standing next to Duan Hangjin, her face looked a little gloomy but it still did not affect her charming appearance.

"Madam, let's go back." Duan Hangjin wanted to pull up the brim of his hat but then he remembered that he didn't know where he had flown, and his hand just stroked his hair.

Then he signaled to others to help Xie Wan Ning who was still leaning against the pillar, and then looked at Jiang Hao.

"Brother-in-law Jiang, I will escort the lady back home first. I will convey your words to the Marshal truthfully."

Jiang Hao nodded, his handsome face also showing seriousness: "I would also like to trouble Adjutant Duan to protect my sister."

"Don't worry, Brother-in-law Jiang, this is my duty."

Before getting in the car, Duan Hangjin carefully checked the bottom of the car to make sure there was no explosives before he helped Jiang Wanwan get in the car.

He asked someone to help Xie Wan Ning to the front passenger seat to prevent the blood on her body from affecting Jiang Wan Wan, and he sat aside.

Outside the car, people did not show any sign of being invaded. Instead, even the child was still running with the windmill in his hand with a smile on his face.

And all this is because they believe that the Duan family can protect Jinghai.

After returning to the Marshal's Mansion, Duan Hangjin first asked someone to call a Western doctor to remove the bullet and suture Xie Wan Ning's wound.

Only then did he go to find Duan Ye Fuming and convey Jiang Hao's words.

In the next few days, both Duan Hangjin and Duan Ye were too busy to return to the villa.

Jiang Wanwan was sitting in the yard watching the patrol teams coming and going, and suddenly she felt ready for battle.

Although she couldn't go to the battlefield, she could at least support them.

Jiang Wanwan, who has always loved gold, gave all the gold she had saved to Duan Ye, asking him to use it to prepare war supplies.

He even contacted Jiang Hao to see if he could buy some more medicine from his foreign friend. After all, the most developed Western medicine factories are still foreign factories.

The day before the battle, Duan Ye told Duan Hangjin that he already knew his identity, acknowledged him as his son, and gave him the position of young marshal.

As for the relationship between the three men and Jiang Wanwan, although it was not stated explicitly, everyone knew it well. Only the one who survived was worthy of continuing to stay with her.

1937. The war broke out and the Japanese army began to invade Beijing, the economic center of China.

Duan Ye was commanding the battle from the rear, while Duan Ye and Duan Hangjin were fighting on two fronts respectively.

The war was cruel, with cannons flying and buildings collapsing. Jiang Wanwan and Xie Wanning hid in an underground air-raid shelter with ordinary people.

Bursts of artillery fire struck the ground, and the underground air-raid shelters began to collapse, becoming precarious.

The adults tried hard to cover the children's mouths to prevent them from crying, even if the children's faces turned red.

Jiang Wanwan, who had always been cold-hearted, felt a mixture of emotions for the first time.

Perhaps those little love affairs cannot shake her heart, but only the country can shake her cold-hearted heart.

Jiang Wanwan looked at her little son Duan Jinzhou who was still sleeping soundly in her arms and felt relieved. Fortunately, he didn't cry, otherwise she would have been very troubled.

I don’t know how long it has been, maybe a few days, maybe a few months, or maybe a year or two. Time seems to have disappeared in this dark air-raid shelter.

Until the sound of artillery fire could no longer be heard on the ground, the door of the air-raid shelter was opened and everyone huddled together in fear.

Fortunately, the soldier who opened the door was wearing a blue military uniform and had a gentle attitude. Jiang Wanwan hugged Duan Jinzhou and left the air-raid shelter with Xie Wanning.

At this time, Jiang Wanwan's delicate face was covered with dust, but still beautiful. The first thing she did when she went out was not to ask about the battle situation but to look up at the sky, feeling the warmth falling on her face.

For the first time, she felt the sunlight was so gentle that she couldn't bear to let it go.

Duan Ye stood there, still wearing the blue military uniform, his arm wrapped in a bandage and hung on his shoulder, with some bloodstains mixed in the white.

But at this moment, his tired handsome face showed a smile: "Madam."

Standing behind him was Duan Ye, who had sinister eyes and eyebrows. He was dressed in a military uniform, with bloodstains on his chest, but his handsome face was smiling: "I haven't seen you for such a long time, how come you look like a cat?"

The last one was Duan Hangjin, who was holding down the brim of his hat. A smile appeared on his serious face. “Wanwan.”

The son seemed to run down from Jiang Wanwan's arms, ran to Duan Ye and hugged his legs.

"lady."

Jiang Wanwan looked at the uniformed soldier in front of her with confused eyes. He looked at Jiang Wanwan with a complicated expression. Without waiting for Jiang Wanwan to ask, he lowered his eyes and said, "The young marshal is still waiting for you."

Jiang Wanwan's heart trembled. The young marshal was waiting for him. Was it Duan Ye or Duan Hangjin?

What about Duan Ye?

…………

The villa seemed to have become a little dilapidated after the war, and it was only after restoration that it returned to its original appearance.

In summer, the willow breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness.

"Mother."

Jiang Wanwan, who was taking a rest in a rocking chair under a tree, opened her eyes when she heard the voice. Even though her temples were already covered with white hair, her eyebrows and eyes were still beautiful, and time could not defeat her beauty.

His son Duan Jinzhou has also grown up. He looks like Duan Hangjin, with a cold and upright face. He also looks a bit like Duan Ye, handsome, cunning and ambitious.

Jiang Wanwan looked up at the handsome man in the black-and-white photo hanging on the wall and sighed slightly, her voice carrying a hint of sadness: "Time flies."

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(Open ending, you can guess who died. Because I don't know how to write about war, you can treat it as if everyone is alive, or everyone is dead, or one or two are dead.)

Parallel plot

"I saw with my own eyes that the second concubine had an affair with someone."

There was a look of satisfaction on Xie Wan Ning's pretty face.

“Marshal, I…” Jiang Wanwan’s charming and pretty face turned pale, and she grabbed Duan Ye’s arm.

"Second Concubine, why don't you tell us who that person is now? The Marshal may spare your life because you have been with him for many years and have given birth to a son."

Facing Xie Wanning's questioning, Jiang Wanwan looked at Duan Ye with tears in her eyes: "Marshal, do you believe Xie Wanning's one-sided words?"

Duan Ye sat on the sofa, his handsome face showing no emotion. He reached out and pinched the chin of Jiang Wanwan who was sitting next to him.

His movements were rough and completely different from his usual gentleness. He raised his chin and asked, "You really didn't do anything to let me down."

Jiang Wanwan didn't evade his gaze at all. Instead, she tugged at the man's sleeve with grievance: "Marshal, you have to believe me. You've been so good to me, how dare I have second thoughts?"

Seeing Duan Ye's expression soften, Jiang Wanwan immediately looked at Xie Wanning with a sharp expression: "Miss Xie, since you came to the mansion, I have treated you well, why do you want to slander me."

Xie Wan Ning couldn't help but panic when she saw that he obviously didn't believe her and instead looked at her with cold eyes in the past few days.

"I saw it clearly."

Duan Ye, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, sneered: "You may have seen it wrong, or... you are deliberately slandering me."

The nonchalant tone sounded as if he was joking, but if you listened carefully, there was a cold ferocity at the end.

"No, I saw ..."

Xie Wan Ning recalled in panic, and suddenly she turned her head to look at the cold-faced man who seemed to be standing beside her. Her eyes widened involuntarily, and she pointed at the man who was holding down the brim of his hat and shouted.

"He was having an affair with the second concubine."

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