Become a stumbling block for the male protagonist

Three days later, Jiangdu was full of prosperity and prosperity, and the people standing on both sides of the street were sending off their sons, husbands, brothers, or ordinary people who were watching the fun or caring about their homeland.

It was May 25th, and the summer solstice was approaching. Outside Jiangdu City, in front of a group of officials seeing off, a tall man in a war robe and shoulder armor hugged the young man in his arms tightly, his voice It sounded chic and hoarse, with a firm tone, "Wait for me to come back"

The young man stood on tiptoe, his pair of slightly moist peach blossom eyes were calm and gentle, his pink lips were printed on the man's cheek, his eyes were smiling, his words were like the spring breeze in March, neither rush nor slow, but let him There was a burst of relief in the heart, "Okay, I'll wait for you"

Wei Chen's handsome eyebrows and eyes blended with a bit of affection, and the ending was full of lingering lingering, "Remember a letter from home every day, remember to think of me, remember to dream of me, and",

He squinted his long and narrow eyebrows, "You are not allowed to have close relationships with others."

As he said, he stared at Ruan Jingzhi closely, with three words written on his face, he quickly agreed, as if Ruan Jingzhi would really have sex with someone, the young man pulled the red rope on the man's wrist, his eyebrows curved, "I There will only be you in this life, how about you?"

The man's eyes were so dazzled by this smile that he desperately wanted to kiss the young man in front of him, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a group of old ministers and Song Zizhou in front of him, so he could only pass by with a single eye.

The ministers and Emperor Song said, "...", they are so tired and crooked, and they think we occupy the land.

Wei Chen finally left. He sat on the horse, staring into the distance, not daring to look back, for fear that that one glance would make him lose his armor.

His eyes fixed on the blush on his wrist, and finally he smiled at the corners of his lips, but in an instant, he turned into the indifferent, icy and cold General Wei again.

On the summer solstice in June, in the pond in the General’s Mansion, the lotus has already opened its head, with white tips and pink bottoms, against the green lake water, it is full of waves, like a new life, which can make people happy.

But no one in the general's mansion dared to laugh, and the whole general's mansion became so solemn and terrifying. Song Zizhou was very busy with government affairs, because he had not been enthroned for a long time, so he was not very familiar with him, but now he had to stand beside Ruan Jingzhi. outside the door.

The army had only traveled for half a month, and for some unknown reason, Ruan Jingzhi's body suddenly became weaker day by day, as if he had reached the end of his life, and he was so thin that it was shocking.

Qingfeng closed the door carefully, turned her head and shook her head at Song Zizhou, "Your Majesty, Mr. Ruan, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive tonight."

Song Zizhou pulled the corner of his lips reluctantly, "Didn't Guanxi be fine before?"

His eyes were filled with unbelievable shock. He lived alone in the palace since he was a child, and waited for 15 years to return to Wei Chen. He still remembered that on the eve of the expedition, his elder brother came to him and only said one word.

He said to take good care of him for me, this is the first time in his twenty years of memory, this big brother who helped him support the sky, begged him.

At that time, he responded with full heart and eyes, but now...Qingfeng's eyes are full of puzzlement,

"Half a month ago, the master also asked me to check Mr. Ruan's body. At that time, Mr. Ruan's body was not so badly damaged. From the current situation, it seems that Mr. Ruan's body has been depleted for so many years. The symptoms have not disappeared at all. I remember once upon a time there was a warlock..."

When she said this, all the people present were stunned. The saying that she couldn't survive the weak crown was really about to come true.

Song Zizhou recovered from his stupor, regained the majesty of an emperor, and said in a deep voice, "Come on!"

The chief eunuch behind him immediately stepped forward and waited for orders, "Pass down the order and send someone to find the sorcerer who gave orders to Ruan Shizi back then."

The eunuch responded and went down, Song Zizhou thought about it for a while, then asked An Yi, "Have you found Wei Liufeng?"

An Yi shook his head, he and An Er were left behind to look after Mr. Ruan, only An San and An Si left with Wei Chen, Song Zizhou's heart sank, and he asked people to hurry up to find someone, no matter if they were found or not , after all, there is still a little hope.

In the room, Ruan Jingzhi was lying on the bed, his complexion was pale, his lips were dry, his body that was considered moist half a month ago, now he was full of bones.

Dikeng Tiangang felt heartbroken watching from the sidelines. Tears filled Dikeng's eyes, but he didn't cry out, for fear of disturbing his family's grandson. On the second day of Wei Chen's expedition, the two of them Wei Chen brought him back from the mining field because he was afraid that Ruan Jingzhi would not feel comfortable staying in the general's mansion.

Ruan Jingzhi was in a trance and was unable to comfort them. He just lay on the bed with his eyes closed. He asked 98k, "How much time is left?"

"He has a quarter of an hour to live"

Ruan Jingzhi hummed, barely opened his eyes, his voice was weak and hoarse, and the words he spit out seemed to have been ground by gravel, "Help me please Your Majesty to come in."

He opened his mouth suddenly, which was a surprise for Tiangang Pit, but after understanding the meaning of their elder son's words, he couldn't help but feel sad, sobbing, he went to call people in, and helped him again. The two closed the door.

Song Zizhou stood not far from the young man's sickbed, feeling sad when he got close, afraid that he would not hear Ruan Jingzhi's voice if he was far away.

Ruan Jingzhi paused for a while, then said, "He's still fighting, don't tell him if you don't want to be distracted..."

He said, seeing Song Zizhou's face hesitating to speak, "I don't have much strength, so don't talk."

Ruan Jingzhi saw that Song Zizhou nodded, and continued, "I wrote 43 letters, you can count them down for him, and you don't need to explain anything to him, I mentioned it to him in the first letter."

As he spoke, he coughed violently again, "There's no need to help me with any funeral, it's too loud, there will always be something that will reach his ears...cough cough cough"

As the young man said, he couldn't help but his pupils shrank, his body trembled violently, his cough became more severe, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood. Song Zizhou's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes flustered, and he shouted anxiously, "Qingfeng, Qingfeng"

Ruan Jingzhi held his last breath, "Ahem, tell him, I love...ahem...I love him"

The people outside heard the movement, and immediately heard the door open with a bang, and four or five people rushed in. The young man was lying on the sickbed with his hands down, his eyes closed tightly, and he had already gone.

At the end of June, when it snowed heavily, the General's Mansion secretly held a funeral without guests. The coffin of golden nanmu was sent to the underground imperial mausoleum, where it was buried in the name of the second imperial concubine.

In the frontier, in a military tent, a tall man with a starry face was sitting on the main seat, with a map of the marching terrain behind him.

It was night, and the man was holding a red rope in his hand, the color of which had faded a little, obviously because he had been caressed for a long time, his lips were a little thin, but they were not flirtatious, and they were slightly raised at this time, "Little villain , really lazy"

Just a few days ago, General Wei, who went to battle to kill the enemy, was in a trance and looked irritable. The reason was that Mr. Ruan hadn't handed him a letter for two days, and it was only today that he delivered it.

An San moved back a few steps from the side, his master's smile made his hair stand on end, and An Si also took a step back quietly, oh, their master's greasy smile is really... sore eyes .

Wei Chen naturally didn't know what his two subordinates were thinking. He glanced at the letter unfolded on the case table. The first line on it was written by the husband, unlike the previous letters that were all written by the general.

Looking further down, the body is tired and lazy, I don’t want to move, I’m so tired of writing, everything is fine, the last sentence is, I just miss you a little bit, the man couldn’t help but hooked the corners of his lips, recalling the palpitations of the past few days, his eyebrows and eyes slightly Lift, "What about An Yi?"

The third person came forward to report honestly, "Everything is fine, but I don't like to move very much. When I have free time, I will look at the paintings my master drew for Mr. Ruan."

The smile on the corners of Wei Chen's lips widened. It seemed that he really missed him, and I missed you too. He also picked up his pen when he thought about it. At the beginning, it was my wife Ruan Ruan...

......

The battle on the frontier became more and more smooth, and in the end, the people of Daliao were defeated steadily. Finally, they entered the capital of Daliao and captured the Liao emperor alive. From then on, there was another country missing on the world map.

The war lasted for nearly a year, and at the beginning of June of the following year, the soldiers from the frontier land returned to the dynasty, but due to the heavy snowfall, some travel was blocked when they returned.

The Dayao Dynasty was immersed in laughter and laughter. They regarded the heavy snowfall this year and last year as auspicious signs of victory for the army.

The people cheered, and all the people worshiped. They all came out of their homes and lined the road to welcome. The man was riding on a tall horse. He was wearing the same battle robe from last year, but it was old, and there were traces of swords on it, as if it had never been seen before. left.

His face was more handsome and quiet, and his body was full of killing spirit from the battlefield, but this did not affect the people's enthusiasm for this general.

Wei Chen had handed over a letter earlier, asking Song Zizhou not to come out to pick him up. He just walked to the palace, then quietly left the army and flew back to the General's Mansion. The General's Mansion was no different from the day he left, probably because Knowing that Wei Chen was coming back, a bunch of people crowded the door.

The man glanced around, his eyes dimmed. He didn't see the person he most wanted to see, so he quietly climbed over the wall and sneaked all the way to their room.

He pushed open the door, and the furnishings inside were very familiar, the bedding was tidy, the tea set and fruit plate on the table were all fresh, but Wei Chen's heart sank again and again, because the room was too clean and there was no room. There was only a trace of Ruan Jingzhi's breath, only the strong smell of morning light.

Wei Chen turned his head, and there were two people kneeling in front of him, An Yi and An Er. His head ached slightly, he felt dizzy for a while, and the world in his eyes seemed unreal.

Over the years, An Yi and An Er would only kneel down without instructions when pleading guilty. His voice sounded a little hoarse, and his tone was difficult, "Where is he?"

Without saying a word, Song Zizhou wore a bright yellow robe and hurried in from outside the courtyard. Seeing this scene, his face turned pale, his lips moved slightly, and finally he lowered his head without saying a word.

Wei Chen's eyes were red, like a warrior on the verge of rage, "I ask you, what about him?"