"That's your sister, isn't it really sad?" Ouyang Xue was a few years older than Song Shuyan, looking at the loneliness that flashed on Song Shuyan's face, and asked.

"Maybe, but not now," Song Shuyan said softly, and then returned to his smile, "Where did you just go?" Oh, yes, how did you learn to throw the ball later?"

Ouyang Xue looked at Song Shuyan with a smile on her face, and she didn't want to ruin her mood at this time, so she also adjusted to a cheerful tone and began to continue.

In fact, when Song Wanyan was sent to the nunnery, she knew all this in her heart, although Song Wanyan was crazy, but she was sometimes sober and sometimes crazy.

On the day she was sent to the nunnery, Song Wanyan was sober, and it was on the day she died that Song Wanyan was also sober.

"Song Shuyan! You can't die well! You actually sent me to a nunnery, you have no conscience! Why can you be in a high position, and I can only be a prisoner?"

Song Wanyan seemed to be angry, even if she collapsed on the ground, she still yelled at the sky: "Song Shuyan! You don't deserve to be a queen!"

After cursing Song Shuyan fiercely, Song Wanyan's physical condition became even worse, and it was already difficult to support herself in taking care of herself.

Now Song Wanyan is still cursing Song Shuyan with her throat, her body is even more unbearable, and the root of the disease that fell before has not been eradicated, and she suddenly has a seizure, which took Song Wanyan's life.

Song Wanyan fell suddenly, which made the nuns in the nunnery mess up, how could there be dead people in the heavy place of Buddhism?

So the nuns immediately took a straw mat and put Song Wanyan's body on the land some far away from the nunnery, and sent two nuns to inform Song Ling.

When Song Ling saw that a nun suddenly came to visit the house, she knew in her heart that something was going on with Song Wanyan, but Song Ling didn't have any hope for this daughter.

Before, he married a traitor, which caused him to almost die in the prison, and now he is still cursing Song Shuyan fiercely after receiving Song Shuyan's grace.

This made Song Ling almost want to break off the father-daughter relationship with Song Wanyan, but blood was thicker than water, even if Song Wanyan had come to this point, Song Ling still decided to help her one last time, so she went to Song Shuyan to intercede.

But unexpectedly, Song Wanyan not only didn't accept the favor, but also took a bite back, thinking that Song Shuyan had taken everything away from her.

Even Song Ling couldn't stand Song Wanyan after she went crazy, so when Song Wanyan went to the nunnery, no one cared about her situation at all.

Now the nuns came to inform Song Ling, and Song Ling was stunned when she found out: "What?

Maybe he was too surprised, or maybe there was not much family affection between Song Ling and Song Wanyan, after Song Ling knew about Song Wanyan's death, he didn't shed a single tear.

The nuns didn't care so much, they just wanted to dispose of Song Wanyan's body as soon as possible, so they asked Song Ling to go and collect Song Wanyan's body.

Because Song Wanyan was still cursing Song Shuyan viciously before she died, even Song Ling was unwilling to come forward to collect her body.

"She cursed the queen mother of the dynasty, if anyone helps her collect the body, isn't it indirectly standing with her? Unfilial daughter, no gratitude, if it weren't for your sister, you would only die in the prison now!"

When Song Ling heard the news of Song Wanyan's death in the nunnery, he naturally also knew that Song Wanyan was still cursing Song Shuyan before he died, so he was angry for a moment before he said such words.

"Amitabha, as her father, it would be better for you to come with us. The nun was still trying to persuade Song Ling.

Although they didn't want to see the corpse, the monks were merciful, so they didn't plan to leave Song Wanyan alone.

Song Ling didn't care, and waved his hand: "Okay, let's go, I'll go." ”

Hearing Song Ling say this, the two nuns left with peace of mind, but they said that they were going to collect Song Wanyan's body, but Song Ling had no such plan in her heart at all.

So when he came to Song Wanyan's corpse, Song Ling didn't even look at it, as if he was very disgusted with Song Wanyan's corpse.

Looking at Song Wanyan, who was thin on the straw mat, Song Ling felt sick for a while, and hurriedly waved his hand and motioned for his people to do it.

"Hurry up, move quickly, don't lose time because of this!"

Song Ling urged repeatedly, ordered the people he brought to roll the straw mat on the spot, and then threw Song Wanyan's body to the mass grave.

On the other side, in the palace, Shen Zeyuan, who had finally dealt with what had happened in the past few days, was physically and mentally exhausted, pinching his eyebrows, and was about to rest, but suddenly remembered the war with Wu in his heart.

"Well, how good this is, I really don't want to fight any further. Shen Zeyuan muttered to himself, and casually opened the battle report sent by the border pass.

Although his country's war was winning one after another, Shen Zeyuan did not want to continue the war, after all, Song Shuyan was pregnant.

When Shen Muyan was born, his country was at war, and until now, the war has not subsided, so Shen Zeyuan thought that his second child could not be born in the war era again.

"This is what I owe them, and I want them to live in peacetime. Shen Zeyuan sighed heavily, feeling in his heart that it was time to end this farce.

Shen Zeyuan can think like this, he must have prepared and countermeasures, and he will not calm the war with his bare hands, Shen Zeyuan picked up a pen and paper and began to communicate with the beauties around Emperor Wu Guoxiao.

It is not that Shen Zeyuan admires the beauty beside the little emperor, but the lovely person who is beautiful and fragrant, which is precisely the eyeliner that Shen Zeyuan planted in Wu State.

Shen Zeyuan contacted the beauty and asked her to find an opportunity to coax Emperor Wu Guoxiao to write a letter to his eldest sister, that is, Wu Qingge.

The purpose of this is naturally to let Wu withdraw its troops, which is good for both countries, but Shen Zeyuan can't be sure, even if the little emperor writes a letter to Wu Qingge, whether Wu Qingge will listen to the little emperor's words and withdraw the army is another matter.

"No, I must be fully prepared, let people stabilize the little emperor first, and by the way, coax him to write a letter to Wu Qingge, and I must also start acting here. ”

Shen Zeyuan thought about it and felt that it was not enough to just rely on the beauties around the little emperor to blow the wind on the pillow, and he had to act himself.

So Shen Zeyuan brought pen and paper and sent a letter to Wu Qingge, telling Wu Qingge directly and clearly that all the people around the little emperor are his own people.

Shen Zeyuan said in the letter that he hoped that Wu Guo would be able to withdraw his troops, and not only that, but also hand over Shen Zecang to Shen Zeyuan, and pay compensation to the Great Li Dynasty for certain losses.