The little general is my favorite [Rebirth]

Song Huai, who was kneeling in the mourning hall, was still a little unconscious.

Coward, bastard, beast, unscrupulous, vile and dirty, rebellious and unfilial... He was in a daze and couldn't find the most appropriate words to describe himself.

Why do such a thing?

I know that I shouldn't be with that person, I should go out my heart from the very beginning, shave off the flesh and blood related to him, I should follow in my father's footsteps, shoulder the responsibilities belonging to the Song family, and make my parents proud Dingbei Hou Shizi...

Why... who should I choose?

Self-blame is like an ant's nest that can destroy thousands of miles of dikes. As long as one mouth is opened, it will spread and invade everywhere, gnawing away all internal organs, all beliefs will collapse, and the soul will be densely packed with wormholes...

All he has left is a shell.

When his father was about to cut him with a sword, he felt a little happy, cut off this extremely dirty body, let it and its soul fall into hell forever, and be punished by cooking in oil and fire.

He is unforgivable and undeserving of forgiveness.

Even if he meets his mother's soul in the underworld in the future, he is not worthy to approach, beg for forgiveness, or even stay in sight.

He is too dirty, from the soul to the body, every inch of skin...

Hugging and kissing with that person was so hot, and now it is so dirty.

It is not the person who is dirty, but himself.He is selfish, cowardly and cowardly in character, he is obsessed with love and takes chances in his heart, he does not dare to express his love openly, but he wants to hang around that person greedily and ask for it, he clearly wants passionate and sensational love, but he hides secretly Hidden secrets until someone caught off guard——

He couldn't forget the horrified expression on his mother's face when she pushed the door open and saw him hugging Qi Xuan.

When he was young, he and his mother depended on each other for life, and the gossip and gossip never stopped. He should have been the one who knew the heart of his mother best, cared about her difficulties, and loved her forbearance.

However, he did the thing that hurt his mother the most.

Qi Xuan held his father's sword for him. He saw his hand was bleeding, but he still stood in front of him.

Why are you so nice?

If you hadn't been so kind to me, I would have... pulled you out of my heart long ago.

Then I won't get more and more obsessed, I won't be more and more eager to stand with you in a fair and aboveboard, and I won't be grateful for your maintenance and feel sorry for your wounds until now.

When Qi Xuan looked over, he lowered his head, not daring to look at him.Qi Xuan hung his hand over his head, and when he wanted to touch his hair, he turned his head away, so fast that he never hesitated or paused.

Qi Xuan was summoned from the palace.

If His Majesty also finds out about this... Song Huai can already predict the situation the other party will face.

Will he be asked to choose between Jiang Shan and himself?

How would he choose?

Song Huai couldn't take care of it anymore, no matter how he chose, there was no possibility between the two of them.

He pulled off the Jade Rabbit pendant from his neck, intending to give it back to Qi Xuan, and told him that they would never know each other from now on.

But his arms were trembling all the time, but his palms tightly clenched the Jade Rabbit pendant.

Qi Xuan said that the Jade Rabbit was his...it belonged to him.

Qi Xuan, who was always by his side waiting for him to speak, was urged to leave by the eunuch, and he was not willing to return the jade rabbit pendant to him.

What is this?

Returning to Qi Xuan's hands is a token of being returned; but staying in his hands is just evidence of his selfishness and despicableness.

Qi Xuan never came again. He heard that His Majesty was seriously ill, so he couldn't leave.

A mourning hall was set up in Dingbeihou's mansion, and Song Huai knelt here for three days and three nights.

The condolence guests didn't know that he was the chief culprit who made his biological mother angry, and they came forward to comfort him.He could only grit his teeth and cry silently.

The father also insisted on presiding over the funeral for the mother, and never looked at him more.Since the roar of drawing the sword, his father has never spoken to him.

"Come here!" His father suddenly came over and stood in front of him, hoarse, and ordered: "Please ask for family law."

Song Huai's eyes trembled slightly, his red and swollen eyes were dry and sore, and he couldn't open them. He tried to open them, only to realize that it was night again, and it would be the fourth day soon.

"Master Hou?" The housekeeper didn't know why, and asked tentatively.

Song Huai and Qi Xuan were found in Qi Xuan's villa, and someone gave Beihou and his wife to lead the way.

But the servants in the mansion only know that Mrs. Hou suddenly fainted outside and was sent back by Master Hou and the eldest son, but the doctor and imperial physician who invited said that Mrs. Hou had a heart disease, and now she had a heart attack, and it was impossible to recover ...

As for why King Xuan came back together, why Lord Hou drew his sword and pointed at Shi Ziye, they didn't know at all.

"Family law please!" Song Xiao repeated again, his voice was no longer loud and thick, it sounded like a bravado and angrily roaring.

The butler was taken aback by Song Xiao, and hurriedly responded.

Song Huai finally raised his eyes slightly, and looked at his father standing in front of him. His father turned his face away and did not meet his gaze.

The Song family has family laws, a cane three fingers wide, but Song Huai has never been punished like this, only when he was in Beijiang, he saw his cousin use the cane to teach his cousin once.

He was obedient and sensible since he was a child, and finally let the master move him home.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped--"

The cane slapped Song Huai's back one by one. Song Xiao used almost [-]% of his strength, but Song Huai gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

He was not qualified to cry out in pain, and he even hoped that if he was beaten to death like this, then he would feel better.

Song Xiao didn't talk to him all the time, but only tightened the strength of his hand, comparing the weight with each other, until the sixth stroke, Song Huai's back was bleeding.

Maybe earlier, because the blood has penetrated several layers of winter clothes by now, staining the outermost filial piety red.

"Master Hou..." The butler stood aside, choking with sobs, trying to dissuade him.

But Song Xiao didn't slow down his movements at all, and a heavier and louder whipping sound fell on Song Huai's back.

Song Huai didn't count how many times he was hit, he only remembered that his body was shaking, from numbness from freezing to numbness after severe pain.He couldn't kneel anymore, his back became more and more curved...

Another blow, Song Huai was whipped so that he fell to the ground, the cane broke, splashed out, and hit the pillar, the sound of the beating stopped suddenly, and the mourning hall was instantly silent, except for Song Xiao's heavy breathing.

"Take it down." Song Xiao gritted his teeth.

The butler quickly called someone to come forward and hug Song Huai.

There were bloodstains on his back, his inner clothes were already stuck to the open flesh, his limbs had long been numb and unable to move, he let the servants lift him down, but the moment before he closed his eyes, he saw his father fall Sitting on the ground, holding the half of the cane, leaning on the mother's coffin, tears poured down my eyes.

Song Huai suddenly understood that maybe his father just wanted to tell him to stop kneeling.

Song Huai woke up in the evening of the second day. He braced himself to get up and went to watch for his mother, but the housekeeper advised him that it was fine to carry him to watch for his mother. Come to carry mother's coffin?

So he suppressed his tears and took food and decoction.

This is the father's intention. Instead of letting him kneel in front of the coffin without eating or drinking, it is better to beat him and make him bedridden.

On the day of the burial, Qi Xuan actually came.

He also seemed to be a lot haggard, and walked forward, as if he wanted to talk to him who was kneeling in front of his mother's grave.His father stopped him.

The father said: "My lord, please respect yourself and don't pester my son."

Song Huai's body trembled slightly, he once again escaped selfishly, meanly and cowardly, hiding behind his father, and refused Qi Xuan's approach.

He had already locked the jade rabbit pendant into the box, and he still couldn't bear to return it to him, but he didn't have the face to wear it on his body anymore.

Qi Xuan seemed to understand what he meant, and didn't come any closer.

Since then, they have been separated from each other, and they don't know each other when they meet.

The prince of Beidi absconded, Beidi's army invaded the border again, Song Huai rushed to northern Xinjiang with his father.

His father still didn't speak to him, not even calling his name when discussing tactics.Fortunately, Song Huai has followed his father for many years, so he can understand his father's instructions and know which task is assigned to him.

This kind of relationship between father and son made outsiders see something was wrong, they came to inquire and tried to reconcile, but both father and son were ashamed and never said anything.

It not only worried outsiders, but also caused rumors in the army. Some people guessed that the general was more ruthless because of the loss of his beloved wife. Did the general accidentally discover that the little general is not the parent and child?

The person who said the last words was punished by Song Xiao on the charge of "disturbing the morale of the army" the next day.Not to defend Song Huai, but because he insulted his mother.

Both the uncle and the cousin persuaded the father and son, and tried to reconcile, but there was no progress.

Song Huai would take the initiative to talk to his father, and every time he spoke, he was careful and caring.It's just that his father ignored him.He has no right to be wronged, he only feels more guilty.

Finally one time, Song Xiao said to him: "You always remind me of your mother."

The tone was not heavy, even full of helplessness, but Song Huai's eyes were red, his throat was hoarse, and he couldn't say a word anymore.

How his ingratiating gesture seemed to be begging for forgiveness.

But he is not worthy.

His father did not forgive him either.

From that day on, Song Huai was also at a loss for words, not daring to appear in front of his father, avoiding unavoidable situations, he also lowered his head, like an invisible person, led his mission and led the troops to set off.

In May, news came from Beijing that the second prince and Cheng Engong Yue's family had been punished for treason, and His Majesty died on the third day of May.

Qi Xuan ascended the throne as emperor and changed his reign name to Xuanqi.

That's great... Mother's feud has been avenged, Jiangshan is in hand, the future will be a beautiful wife and empress, three thousand beauties, and a house full of children and grandchildren...

Will there be second or third male favourites, like the late emperor?

Song Huai didn't want to think about it anymore.

It seems that something went wrong with Beidi, and he retreated steadily.In winter, the North Guards again hit Little Wolf Mountain.

They also confronted each other here the winter of the previous year. After the beginning of spring, Song Huai captured the eldest prince of Beidi and returned to Beijing triumphantly... Afterwards, he started a relationship that shouldn't have happened, and made many irreparable mistakes...

If you win this time, you won't go back.

The battle was smoother than expected. Last year, the Beidi Iron Cavalry lost more than half of its strength. The Beidi Iron Cavalry became more and more vulnerable. The morale of the Northern Guards was high, and they were ready to wipe out this group of Xiaoxiao who invaded the country with all their might, and go home for a good year.

Song Huai has always led the Central Route Army, rushing to the forefront, with the soldiers in front of him.But he didn't expect to be ambushed by the opponent.

In the battle in the valley north of Little Wolf Mountain, the Beidi Army rushed up desperately, using their flesh and blood as a partition, and forcefully dispersed him and the Northern Guards behind him.

There were less than 30 people left around him, and he was surrounded by the Beidi Army, getting farther and farther away from the Central Route Army.

Beidi Lord General ordered him to be captured alive.

Song Huai had a bad feeling.It is common for the general to be targeted and besieged on the battlefield, but he cannot be captured. The Northern Guards fought hard to create a favorable situation and cannot make concessions just because he became a prisoner of war.

Daning wants to win, win beautifully, and win proudly.

Qi Xuan's country will be prosperous and Chang'an.

He didn't want to let him weigh it, which made him embarrassed.

Perhaps I am more afraid... that I will be abandoned.

Therefore, he has to decide the final fate by himself.

This small group of people covered Song Huai and retreated to the vicinity of the mountain, looking for shelters and favorable defensive positions...

It was snowing again, and there were only seven people around him, and there was a steady stream of pursuers behind him...

They couldn't go up the mountain. The farther they were from the Central Route Army, the less they could wait for support. Moreover, the mountain was blocked by heavy snow in severe winter. If they were forced to go up the mountain, they might freeze to death.

But Beidi Army didn't let them go, the encirclement became smaller and smaller, and Song Huai had no way out.

The long gun was entangled by the spears of Beidi soldiers, and a machete cut Song Huai's arm. The long gun fell out of his hand, and he lost his weapon.

He was slashed in the cheek, and his vision was instantly blurred by blood. Someone slashed his knee and thigh, but it was not fatal, and he didn't even seem to feel pain.

He cannot be captured alive.

Song Huai glanced around, he was the only one left.Then he twisted and bumped into a spear that was stabbing menacingly all around him, and pierced straight into his chest!

He vomited out a mouthful of blood, looked at the other person's astonished face, and smiled smugly.

The cavalryman was stunned, as if remembering the general's order to capture him alive, he pulled out his spear hastily, forgetting for a moment that there were barbs on their spear, and pierced Song Huai's chest, blood gushing out ...

Song Huai closed his eyes and fell down.

"Little General!"

Are reinforcements here?Song Huai opened his eyes with all his strength, but his vision became more and more blurred, the color of blood mixed with the color of snow, and he couldn't see anything.

"Ahuai!"

"Ahuai!"

Who is calling him?

is it him?

"Ah Huai." Someone picked him up in that warm and familiar embrace.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, Ah Huai, I'll pick you up, don't sleep...please, don't sleep..."

He wanted to open his eyes to look at him, but his eyelids were too heavy.He wants to tell the other party, I regret it, I don't want to die, I won't sleep, I will definitely not sleep, come and pick me up quickly.

But he opened his lips, but didn't make a sound.

Subconsciously touched the neck, but it was empty.

Not here.

The jade rabbit pendant is not there.

Long gone.

All relations with him were abruptly severed by himself.She didn't even say goodbye to him properly.

The voice begging him not to sleep disappeared, the warm embrace that held him disappeared, and Song Huai's consciousness gradually disappeared...

When we arrive at the underworld, can we ask our mother for forgiveness?

Or, hurting relatives and mothers, killing people with guns, is a serious crime, and they will fall into hell forever and not enter reincarnation.

It doesn't matter if there is no afterlife, no more encounters, no more acquaintances, no more promises, no regrets.

The author has something to say: Yesterday’s chapter was changed a lot, please remember to read it again _(:з」∠)_

(Actually, it’s nothing, it just locked me for a paragraph, I changed it, it locked the next paragraph, I changed it again, it locked the next paragraph...

After I changed it, it re-locked the previous paragraph...

Hmm... above the neck is also locked, even when two people are standing and talking, what else can I do?

What do you want to do if you don't allow a bridal chamber when you get married? )

I rewrote about two-thirds of the latter, but it was not as smooth as the first draft.

So I was very sad, and felt that I had screwed up the ending chapter.

But there is no way to change it for the time being. One is that there is no better idea, and the other is that it will be locked again if it is moved, which will affect everyone's reading of the article.

Sorry to bring you a bad reading experience.

This chapter comments on random red envelopes (only a small half was sent yesterday), and then I will add a new chapter tonight, thank you everyone [bow]

(I lost my driver's license, engine, gas pedal, steering wheel, wheels... from then on, I walked around the world on foot, green, energy-saving, environmentally friendly, and lived a life of envying other people's cars:)