The little cannon fodder kept releasing melons, and people lined up to eat melons

Song Boyan endured the pain and said intermittently: "When the Beilin envoy came, he privately delivered a letter to my father. It was a handwritten letter from Emperor Beilin. Beilin never interfered in the death of Chengzhou and the princess. Princess Beilin left a code before her death. All of this is actually..."

"Father, you mean, these are..."

Song Chengyan was so cautious that he didn't dare to say those two words. Seeing his father nodded with difficulty, his hope of getting lucky was completely dead.

As expected, the emperor has tried every possible means to achieve his ambition of annexing Beilin.

"Although I already knew the situation, I still wanted to confront Emperor Beilin in person. Who would have thought that we would be ambushed..."

"Father was injured by those assassins?"

Song Boyan gasped for breath and shook his head with all his strength...

"If he wasn't attacked by an assassin, could he have been injured by one of our own? One of our own? "

Song Chengyan was talking nonsense in a hurry, and when he realized what he had said, he was startled.

Song Boyan nodded with difficulty, as a response to his son's guess.

"Father, you said one of our own?? What do you mean?"

"My father was injured by a hidden weapon lurking in the army. Unfortunately, my father was fighting with the assassin and didn't have time to see his face clearly. I only saw the uniforms that were exclusive to our army."

At this moment, Song Boyan suddenly started coughing violently, his chest heaving, and finally he coughed up a pool of blood.

Song Chengzhou quickly wiped the blood off his father's mouth with his sleeve, his tone full of worry: "Father, don't scare me..."

"The war with Beilin is inevitable. The only solution now is for the Emperor of Beilin to bow his head and negotiate peace. However, Beilin has done nothing wrong and their Emperor will never bow his head. We can only prepare for the worst. Chengyi now controls the economic lifeline of Xuanyue National Treasury. As a father, I am worried that he will take action against Chengyi one day..."

Song Chengyan understood what his father meant. If they were to go to war, it would be a waste of money and manpower. If the treasury was empty, the emperor would definitely target his third brother.

It would be fine if the third brother would offer it obediently, but if he refuses, the emperor will inevitably do something desperate.

Song Chengyan finally understood why his father asked him to secretly send a letter to his third brother. There must be many of the emperor's spies in the army now.

The emperor is determined to get Bei Lin. It would be fine if we go along with him, but if not, I'm afraid the fate of the Marquis' Mansion in the future will not be much better than that of my second brother.

"Don't worry, father. I will tell Cheng Yi not to rush back. The emperor only wants Bei Lin. If we take Bei Lin down soon, the emperor will not attack the Marquis' Mansion again for Ning'er's sake. Then, father and I will resign and live a simple life with mother..."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to see that day. I'm very sorry that I didn't see my grandson born. Also... take good care of your mother for me. I feel so guilty about her. I will make it up to her in my next life... From now on, my son, you must be more careful. You must pay more attention to the man lurking in my army. I can't... can't... go into battle with you... and kill... the enemy again..."

Song Boyan's reluctant eyes finally closed. He had fought dozens of battles, dodged countless arrows and arrows, and won battles for half his life, but in the end, he fell in the calculations of his own people...

"Father...Father..."

Men don't shed tears easily. At this moment, Song Chengyan was kneeling on the ground, covering his heart with his hands, tears streaming down his face. His heart felt like it was being stabbed by countless needles, and it hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.

In just half a month, he lost his second brother, grandmother, and father. How unfair God is...

With military orders in hand, Song Chengyi could only order his men to bury his father's body and send a small team to escort it back to Beijing.

Now he has to fight alone. There will no one to support him strongly, and no one will point fingers at him and scold him when he makes mistakes by underestimating his enemy.

Song Chengyan, wearing armor, looked at the soul-guarding team that was getting farther and farther away, his heart aching. The deputy general couldn't help wiping away tears.

Song Chengyan has been dealing with his father's funeral in the past two days. The one in the capital has impatiently sent three orders urging him to attack Bei Lin.

"Pass the order down, attack immediately..."

Song Chengyan gave an order and pulled the reins. The army began to move towards Beilin...

Zhenbei Marquis Mansion...

When Song Qianxue learned the news of her second brother and grandmother's death, she rode fast day and night and finally returned before the burial.

Song Qianxue cried bitterly as she watched the sand covering the coffin bit by bit. Jiang had already been on the way with the funeral procession and fainted after she could not bear it anymore, so she was sent back.

Song Qianxue was unwilling to accept the fact that her grandmother and second brother were gone. She stepped forward, scooped up a cup of soil and sprinkled it on her grandmother's grave.

In this life, she no longer has a grandmother and a second brother...

After everything was over, Song Qianxue returned to the Marquis' Mansion in a daze. She stayed by her mother's side the whole day.

Suddenly someone came to report that the Marquis had returned. Jiang and Song Qianxue's eyes lit up when they heard it. Jiang struggled to get up, and Song Qianxue supported her mother and quickly walked to the front hall.

But what she saw was a cold coffin. When she heard that it was the marquis lying inside, Jiang fainted on the spot.

It turned out that the team escorting the coffin did not dare to stop and traveled all night, and finally arrived at the marquis' mansion at sunset on the third day.

No one in the surrounding area would have thought that the old lady and the second son of the Marquis' Mansion would be delivered to them right after they were buried...

At night, Song Qianxue and Jiang kept vigil. Jiang snuggled in front of the coffin, and except for the tears in her eyes, she didn't move at all.

When Song Qianxue saw her sister-in-law Ling Yanran coming over with a big belly, she quickly stood up and supported her.

"Sister-in-law, why are you here? You are in poor health now, so you should not run around. Stay in Qingyuxuan and have a good rest. Now in the Marquis' Mansion...if anything happens to you again, mother will not be able to bear it..."

Ling Yanran hated herself so much that she couldn't help with anything now. She also knew that she was unable to move around easily now, but she was so worried about her mother's condition.

Song Qianxue called the maid to send Ling Yanran back, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind.

"Today, my grandmother, my second brother, and my second sister-in-law are being buried. Why is my third sister not there? Even if she is the mother of a country, there is no reason for her to be absent when a relative passes away."

Ling Yanran sighed and said, "Since the incident at home, the Queen has never appeared once. My husband said that maybe the Queen didn't know about it, but I'm not sure whether the Queen knows or not..."

When Song Qianxue heard that her third sister had never shown up, she was filled with anger that almost burned her.

She asked Nanny Chen to take good care of her mother and ordered the maid to send her sister-in-law back to her room.

She lifted her skirt and walked out of the mansion quickly. When Murong Jingsheng heard the noise, he quickly stopped his wife.

"It's late at night, Xue'er, where are you going?"

"Go to the palace and meet our high and mighty Queen..."

Murong Jingsheng advised kindly: "It's dark now, let's talk about it tomorrow..."

"I am going to the palace tonight. No one can stop me. If Your Majesty does not want me to do something more outrageous, then please do not stop me."

After saying this, Song Qianxue pushed Murong Jingsheng away, jumped on her horse and rode away.

"Shiyou, Chifeng, the two of you follow the princess..."