After the army left, the dusty chariot and horse team finally drove into Yingdu, and then passed through the main city street, turned at the intersection of the main city street and Beicheng street, and quietly drove towards the north city street.

In front of Cheng's gate, there was a servant hanging white silk, Cheng Jia lifted the curtain, walked out in the dust, frowned when he saw this, Cheng Daxin also followed the carriage behind and asked, "Why do you hang white silk on the house?"

The servant at the door shrugged his shoulders and covered his sleeves and wept when he heard this, "My lord is no good, Gongzi, the doctor and Yuan Fu Zheng asked us to prepare for the future." ”

When the butler heard the report, he rushed out, and said to them crying, "The eldest son, the second son, you are finally back." My lord...... My lord, he's dying!"

"Go in and meet your father at the end!"

Cheng Daxin's mother, Zhao, looked tired and walked out with the help of the maid.

Cheng Jia and Cheng Daxin both changed color when they heard this.

Cheng Daxin, who was already sick after a long journey, was even more black and crumbling on the spot, but fortunately, Cheng Jia's eyes were quick to help.

"Big brother, big brother!"

Amid exclamations all the way, Cheng Jia ran into the city, his eyes were full of vegetarian and flying white ribbons, and even the mourning hall in the hall began to be built.

The main mother, Zhao, has even begun to prepare to send messages to various provinces.

Just like the year when Cheng Mu passed away, there were the cries of the younger brothers and sisters of various ladies and concubines inside and outside the house, "My lord...... Wake up...... You can't abandon us!"

"Grandpa...... Mother, why doesn't grandpa wake up......"

The eldest nephew didn't understand anything, stood by the bed and asked the sister-in-law, but the sister-in-law was so choked that she turned her head and didn't know how to reply.

"Your grandpa is just tired...... He's going to rest for a while......"

When Cheng Jia rushed into the back room, everyone gathered around the big bed, and Cheng's father was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, ignorant of Zhou Zao's crying, his mouth opened and closed and kept saying something, the voice was so small that he could hardly hear it, but he still heard it.

Cheng Qingqing, who had already changed into plain clothes, looked up at her with red eyes, and cried, "Second brother, Chen Huang, why did you come back so late!"

Chen Huang squatted beside her and hugged her shoulders, "We have rushed back for days and nights. ”

"But my father ...... him"

Although Cheng Qingqing has never liked to be a father.

But now, when I saw him like this, I felt a dull pain in my heart.

The elder doctor and the head of the Zheng courtyard stood by the door, looked at him with a sad face, and said, "We have done our best, you go in quickly, he has been waiting for you to come back." “

Cheng Jia stood by the door in a daze, turned his head to look at the old doctor and asked, "Wasn't it okay before I left, why did you come back...... That's it......"

"Childe, it's all the slave's fault. Three days ago, the news of the siege of Zheng Guo by the Jin State reached the house, and then the adults who were already sick heard the news and insisted on entering the palace, and the slaves and maids dissuaded him to no avail, and the adults said that they would also carry him to the main hall, and then they had to enter the palace to ask for war. ”

Azhu, who had been serving, knelt on the side and pleaded guilty.

She knew she wouldn't survive.

The Lord is dead and buried.

"Didn't I say that the master was not allowed to leave the house? Do you still have me as the head of the family in your eyes? Didn't anyone stop him?

Stacks of yells and questions were heard.

The second son, who has a gentle temperament and is very easy-going with his subordinates, has never been so angry.

All the concubines, house slaves, and guards all crouched on the ground in silence, and even the old doctor was a little intimidated and did not dare to approach.

Cheng Qingqing looked at Cheng Jia but then said, "Second brother, there is one more thing. That big sister...... After the eldest sister followed the king to the hunting ground in the western suburbs in order to welcome the Zhou people of Nalaoshzi, I don't know if it was a person who got lost in the mountains and forests of the hunting ground, encountered a forest fire, and now there is no one alive...... We sent a lot of people, but we couldn't find the eldest sister...... And my father ......"

"Why is this all of a sudden in our house......"

Cheng Qingqing said at the end, crying silently.

"The eldest sister and eldest sister can't be found, and my father and father are seriously ill ......"

How could it be!

Cheng Jia's body shook suddenly.

When she left, the eldest sister was fine.

Although my father is not in good health, he is fine.

"What is the situation with my father, is it really not curable?" Cheng Jia suddenly grabbed the doctor's hand and asked.

"The lord should be angry and heart failure, which is what you often tell me that the elderly are most likely to suffer from stroke. ”

"Stroke? If Ao Ziyan's golden needle can be cured? Maybe the golden needle technique can unblock the blocked cerebral blood vessels for my father. Cheng Jia thought for a while and said quickly.

"But now that the horses are on their way, we can't do anything about it...... I've been studying with the pony for more than half a year, but there are a few big holes that I don't dare to needle. ”

Yes, in modern brain blockages, it is necessary to take a head CT first, and it is impossible to do it with the backward technology of this era.

Although the head of Zheng Yuan also followed Ruo Ao Ziyan to learn a few golden needle techniques.

But Cheng Lao's situation, he didn't dare to take the needle, so he could only alleviate one or two.

"Lord Youtu, let's talk to Cheng Lao! He keeps calling your name, waiting for you to come back!" Zheng Yuanshou persuaded.

Cheng Jia slowly walked to the side of the bed, looked down at the old man who was dying on the bed, his big hand didn't know where to go, and said in a choked tone, "Father, why don't you wait for me? Why don't you wait for me...... Why ?......"

Although he has been very harsh on him since he was a child, and he has never lived up to his expectations, he never imagined that they would be separated forever.

He couldn't take it!

He couldn't accept it anyway!

Cheng Dechen was lying on the bed, as if he saw the person he was waiting for, his eyes turned slightly, his dry big hand moved slightly, he lifted it, grabbed Cheng Jia's outstretched big hand, and a strange flush suddenly appeared on his face, "Jia'er...... You hurry up and chase ...... Go after the army......"

"We must restore the name of our Cheng clan...... Otherwise, you will be a sinner of our Cheng clan!"

Cheng Jia held his hand tightly, nodded desperately and said, "Mmmm! Don't talk! Don't talk! I'll go!"

"Jing'an, you go to prepare horses for me now, and I'll chase the army!

"Second brother, but you haven't closed your eyes for two days and two nights, the army must have gone far away!" Chen Huang said worriedly.

"Go!" Cheng Jia said urgently.

"Yes, Childe!"

"I'll arrange it now!"

Jing'an has never been so flustered in her life.

Although he always complained about the old man's cruelty, when one day he was going to die, he suddenly found that the sky in Chengfu was about to fall.

He ran out of the house in a panic and asked for the fastest horse to be arranged.

"In the future, I will hand it over to you, don't let your mother die in vain, don't let your eldest sister die in vain...... Don't let me hate you even if I die......" Cheng Dechen continued to say these words, and his red eyes slowly closed with a little smile.

"I'll listen to you in the future, wake up, father!"

"If you let me study hard, I will study hard, if you let me practice my sword well, I will practice my sword well, and I will do whatever you ask me to do! I will no longer complain about you, nor will I go against your will......

Cheng Jia knelt beside his bed, grabbed his hand, stroked his old face, and cried bitterly, "Did you hear, father? I will definitely let the Cheng clan rise! So you can't die, you have to watch me succeed!"

A wail resounded throughout Yingdu.

Mi Huang, who returned to the East Palace, was taking the tea from Si Qin's hand, and before he had time to take a sip, suddenly Mao Ba broke in without informing, "Lady, Cheng Lao has passed away!"

"Cheng Youtu has just returned to the house and gone out of the city to chase the army!"

"What?"

I don't know who exclaimed.

The cup fell to the ground with a clatter, and fell to pieces, but no one paid attention.

Mi Huang just hurriedly lifted her skirt and rushed out of the East Palace.

On the official road outside Yingdu, a horse galloped wildly, and the man's eyes were bloodshot and he kept waving the rhinoceros leather whip in his hand to whip the horse's stock, and the horse's pain continued to accelerate.

But there was no sign of the army.

The chariots and war horses chasing behind, as well as the shouts, could not summon back a trace of his sanity.

"Damn, he's so panicked that he can't catch up with the army at all!"

"It's not the same direction to go north to the Jin Kingdom. ”

Mi Huang leaned on the car window and looked at Cheng Jia, who was running wildly outside the window, and frowned and said.

"Si Jian, you go and knock Cheng Zuo out and bring me back!"

"Yes!"

Si Jian Prancing Horse raised his whip and quickly caught up with the person in front, and then the whip in his hand wrapped around the hind hooves of the opponent's war horse, and the cross arm was pulled and pulled, and the horse was knocked down with great force.

Seeing this, Si Jian hooked the horse's belly and volleyed a hand knife to cut him down, but Cheng Jia's reaction was not slow, and he immediately leaned back to one side, and between the two, he immediately handed over his hand.

Si Jian is for Mi Huang's order, and Cheng Jia is for Cheng Dechen's last wish.

The carriage finally arrived.

"Cheng Jia, if you want to chase it, or even die on the front line in your current state, I won't stop you. But your eldest sister, don't you care?"

"What happened to your eldest sister?" Cheng Jia finally stopped when he heard this.

"As long as you go back with me, I'll tell you!" said Mi Huang as she stepped out of the carriage and slowly approached him.

Stretching out a hand and waiting in the air for a long time, Mi Huang looked at him, approaching him little by little, and his voice was softer than ever, "Go, go back with me!"

Looking at the slender fingers touching his injured big hand, she carefully took out a piece of white silk from her arms and asked him, "Does it hurt?" Just like when they were in a cave when they were children, when he slipped down, he scratched his hand with both hands, and she also carefully wiped the blood on his hand.

Who knew that she was also a gentle and lovely princess, a lady of the sky, a deep palace of this great promise, and countless power struggles forced her to become a proud woman as powerful as this.

Who knows that he is a lonely soul in this world, helpless.

The people he wanted to protect were gone.

The whole world was turned upside down when he returned.

Cheng Jia looked down at the empty big hand, twenty-one years have not kept a trace of the circling wind and a shallow temperature of this era, and looked up at the woman next to him, only to see her cautiously trying to touch his hand, suddenly he held her tightly, never wanted to let go anymore, hugged her tightly, and let out a cry on her shoulder.

"My relatives are gone!"

"You still have me!"

The sun sets and the moon rises, and the stars fall in the sky, it is the wind of Da Chu, with the breath of desolation, along the outline of the Jing Barbarian Land, blowing far away, and the cycle of fate rises around them.

When the wind stood on the field, the woman and the man clung to each other.

On this day, it seems to go back to their first acquaintance.

He took her hand and swore with a smile as light as a feather: I will definitely save you!

Time passed, but she became the one who gave him salvation.

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