Chapter Eighty-Nine: Attending the Funeral

Concubine Qiao didn't speak, because although this time was very dangerous, she was optimistic by nature, and in retrospect, there was still a trace of excitement, but Zhou Linyao didn't let herself go to the barracks because she was afraid that she would disturb him, and yes, she was a burden from beginning to end in the whole battle, I'm afraid no one wants to take an oil bottle with her.

Zhou Linyao looked at the change in the expression on her face, and knew that she must be thinking about those messy things again, so he immediately explained: "Don't think about it, I don't take you there because I'm afraid that you are in danger, you are in danger, and I am very uncomfortable......"

"Huh?" When Concubine Qiao heard him, her eyes immediately brightened again: "Then how are you uncomfortable? Tell me quickly, does it seem like a lot of ants crawling out of your chest?"

Zhou Linyao's face was full of black lines...... I know that I can't talk anything to her......

"Tomorrow is Mo Xiaoyang's funeral, do you want to attend?" Zhou Linyao suddenly became serious, indeed, Mo Xiaoyang was a scar on Concubine Qiao's heart, otherwise she would not have given her life to exchange her corpse at that time.

"Go, I want to apologize to her. ”

"It's not your fault. ”

"She wouldn't have died without me. ”

Zhou Linyao hugged Concubine Qiao in his arms, tightened her arms, let her feel her warmth, and whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, no matter when, I am ......"

Mo Xiaoyang's funeral was held at nine o'clock in the morning, and for some reason, the originally clear sky began to rain lightly, which rendered a bit of sadness for the whole funeral.

The mourning hall seemed a little monotonous and empty, Mo Xiaoyang had no father or mother, and had lived in the army for many years, so there were almost no friends, only her sister knelt in front of her portrait and cried heartbreakingly, and there were all young men in military uniforms standing on both sides.

Liu Han saw Zhou Linyao coming and said hello: "Hello general." ”

Zhou Linyao nodded.

Liu Han saw Concubine Qiao, the woman next to his general, after all, she was also an acquaintance, and she also said hello: "Concubine Qiao is here." "It felt natural and familiar.

Concubine Qiao nodded, seeing Mo Xiaoyang's portrait, her mood was a little heavier, and Zhou Linyao on the side glanced at Liu Han with a casual look, his eyes were full of reluctance, which made Liu Han shudder, and thought for a long time where he had made the general unhappy?

But he was a big boss, Rao didn't figure it out even if he wanted to break his head, and later felt that he was wrong, and then he told Song Dongming about it, but he laughed: "Do you still dare to call Miss Qiao's name?"

Concubine Qiao lit a few sticks of incense, bowed to Mo Xiaoyang's portrait, and said sorry countless times in her heart, but she was not a soldier, and she was not used to looking down on life and death, and she couldn't get out for a while.

Zhou Linyao understands, but with herself by her side, I believe she will be able to recover soon.

Mo Xiaoyang's sister kept crying, and when she raised her head, she saw Concubine Qiao dressed in black, wiped the tears on her face, and asked with a slight question: "You are Concubine Qiao?"

"I am. ”

Hearing these two words, Mo Xiaoyue's emotions became very excited, she got up from the ground, rushed over and grabbed Concubine Qiao's collar: "You still have the face, Concubine Qiao! If it weren't for you, my sister wouldn't die!"

Concubine Qiao didn't have time to dodge, but she didn't want to hide at all, she understood the pain of losing her loved ones, what was it if she was slapped twice?

There was a crisp sound of "pop" in the air, although Mo Xiaoyue was only eighteen or nineteen years old, but this hand strength was definitely not inferior to that of an adult, Concubine Qiao's face suddenly became red and swollen, which made people feel distressed.

Just when Mo Xiaoyue was about to continue fighting, Zhou Linyao directly grabbed her arm and said coldly: "Your sister is a soldier, her choice is for the motherland, not for the love of children!"

Seeing Zhou Linyao's gloomy face, Mo Xiaoyue was also a little scared, and retracted her hand, but she still had a look of resentment towards Concubine Qiao! If it weren't for this woman, she wouldn't have lost her only relative!

After leaving, Zhou Linyao looked at Concubine Qiao with a distressed face: "How is it?

"I'm fine. Concubine Qiao dodged for a moment, not wanting him to see her embarrassment, so that she would be even more embarrassed: "Didn't you say that you would go back to the old mansion tonight?"

"You look like this, my parents still think I'm abusing you, let's go to the hospital first. ”

"No, no need to ......" Concubine Qiao waved her hand: "Just go back and apply some ice, it's no big deal." ”

Zhou Linyao helped Concubine Qiao deal with the injuries on her face, and Concubine Qiao was afraid that Zhou's mother and Zhou's father would see something, so she put on several layers of foundation before she was willing to get in the car and leave.