I tried to be brave, but you're not with me.

My decision and apologies will never bring back the tomorrow that I have you.

Since receiving the evil call of Leng Rujin's death, Ximen Yonghao has been immersed in grief, drinking all day to drown his sorrows, completely leaving government and military affairs aside, a few days have passed, his mind still can't be calmed, and the pain has not gone half a step.

On this day, Ximen Yonghao galloped on a horse and a secluded mountain road, the mountain wind gusted, the birdsong was faint, Ximen Yonghao moved forward without purpose, the rugged mountain road hindered the speed of the horse, Ximen Yonghao sat on the horse and held the whip in his hand, looked up at the distance but the clouds and mist shone in the distance, the green mountains were stacked and green, looking up at the sky, the blue sky was clear and transparent, as if the meditation washed over. The sun was high and the sky was blue, but Ximen Yonghao's heart was shrouded in haze, as if it was a little difficult to breathe. In the past few days, when I dreamed back to Ximen Yonghao at midnight, I was able to meet Leng Rujin, and the two of them either hugged each other and confided, or the fish and water were entangled, or they practiced martial arts together, or, she was so clear in the dream, but when Ximen Yonghao went to stay, Rujin was like the wind, drifting away with the clouds, leaving Ximen Yonghao with a burst of green smoke between his fingers, and when he woke up, there was an endless night in front of him. Losing Leng Rujin for Ximen Yonghao is like refusing to marry Chunfeng at the beginning, but now he is mistaken by the autumn wind, Jin Se Huanian has become dull because of the loss of the woman who loves him the most in the world, and he feels as if he has aged dozens of years overnight.

Just when Ximen Yonghao was riding a horse slowly on the bluestone mountain road, a horse suddenly came from behind, "Young Master, Young Master-" The voice came from far and near, Ximen Yonghao heard that it was the voice of Holly, and hurriedly grabbed the reins of the horse, and suddenly looked back at the road, only to see a red horse galloping towards him.

"Holly, why are you here?" Ximen Yonghao asked the maid Holly who stopped in front of his horse in a deep voice.

Holly took a breath and said that the young master should go back quickly, the master sent the housekeeper to pass the word.

Ximen Donghai assisted their new lord Murong Zhiyuan in Chengdu, and asked Ximen Yonghao to be stationed in Mianzhou, and if there was something in Chengdu on weekdays, Ximen Donghai would send his henchman Ximen Dazhong to report it.

When Ximen Yonghao heard that his father must have sent the housekeeper to come, "I will go back with you now." Ximen Yonghao reluctantly turned the horse's head net back, but he was still as lonely and depressed as a frosted eggplant and a rain-beaten plantain.

Half an hour later, Ximen Yonghao returned to his mansion and went directly to the hall.

The housekeeper Ximen Dazhong saw that Yonghao was busy getting up and saluting, "The slave greets the young master." ”

Ximen Yonghao said lightly, butler, hurry up, please take a seat.

The servant offered tea, the tea was put aside, and Simon Yonghao asked the housekeeper the purpose of the trip.

The butler Simon replied solemnly; Young Master Qiqi, the slave came this time to pass on the emperor and the general to tell Murong Yichuan and Xiao Suyuan, Zhou Dawei and others led an army of 500,000 to Suining City in the near future, this Suining City is the passage to open up Bashu, if Suining City is lost, it is equivalent to Murong Yichuan and others have one foot into my Bashu, so the general asked the young master to unite the surrounding Zhuzhou and Anzhou to hoard grain and grass and select tens of thousands of elite soldiers to support Suining.

Ximen Yonghao couldn't help but gasp when he heard that Murong Yichuan and others were about to lead the army, the 500,000 army was by no means idle, but the entire Bashu, Guizhou army and Dian army combined were probably less than 500,000, it can be seen that Murong Yichuan is menacing this time, and he must be determined to win.

Ximen Yonghao held the teacup and said with a straight look The housekeeper went back to tell his father and the emperor that I and the surrounding state government will go all out to support Suining City, Murong Yichuan seems to have lost his blood this time, and he has a posture of not breaking Bashu and not returning it, and it may really be time to fight it out.

After Ximen Yonghao sent away the housekeeper, he sent a letter to the governor of Zhuzhou and the governor of Anzhou.

Chen Yingying walked to the study of Yonghao at the West Gate, and saw that he had sent the person who delivered the letter before he slowly entered.

Seeing Chen Yingying coming here, Ximen Yonghao frowned, "Yingying, why are you here to rest when you are not in the house?" ”

Chen Yingying smiled lightly and said softly, It's a little boring in the house, and I often walk to help with production, Yonghao, I will go to Meizhou to give birth in the near future, so I want to stay with you for a while before parting.

Ximen Donghai arranged his family and Chen Yongkang's family to Meizhou, where it was far away from the bustling, secluded and comfortable, Chen Yingying insisted on waiting for the production to go to Meizhou, so he followed Ximen Yonghao to Mianzhou.

In the face of Chen Yingying's tenderness, Ximen Yonghao's heart turned back and forth, "Yingying, it's hard for you these days." ”

Ximen Yonghao didn't know where to start, he had been immersed in the grief of losing Leng Rujin but forgot to care about Chen Yingying's feelings, so he was indeed too cruel, but he had said too much sorry to herself.

Simon Yonghao's mind Yingying couldn't see through it, but she hid the resentment in her heart deeply, and she was still empathetic, tolerant and generous, "Yonghao, I can understand your feelings, Miss Leng has always been in love with you, but you failed to give her a real name, and now she is gone, and it is normal for you to be sad for her, but you must not hurt your body, you are wrong, if your father-in-law knows that you are sad for Miss Leng, he has to blame you again." Chen Yingying's words were still as soft as the wind, and her clear eyes were rippling with feelings like a clear spring class in a valley.

In the face of his wife's gentle understanding, Ximen Yonghao felt more and more ashamed of her, and gently held the silky crisp hand with his hand, and he didn't know how good it was for a while, but he just stared at the soft light in the woman's smoke wave silently, but he couldn't see through the content behind her innocence after all.

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