Once the human body begins to decay, it will be different from heaven to heaven.

It was only five days after returning to Guxi, and Sang Yirong was so weak that he couldn't get out of bed, and the speed made Sang Xia completely panicked, sticking to his side for a moment and not daring to leave.

She was afraid, afraid that as soon as she left her mother, she would be gone.

On the contrary, Sang Yirong calmly seemed to be not the one who was about to die, her eyes were not shocked, but she was softer than ever when she looked at her daughter, which was the only reluctance in her heart.

"Don't let the two kids come over, it's not good for them." Sang Yirong looked at the bottom of the tent, "I have been killing all my life, and I don't know if I will go to the eighteenth layer of hell after death." ”

"Mother!" Sang Xia said in a hoarse voice: "Don't say that, choose between you die or my life, it's not wrong to choose to live by yourself, who wants to stretch out their necks and let people cut off?" ”

"Yes, it's either you die or I live." It seemed that there was a sound of weapons fighting in her ears, and those blood-stained years made her extremely disgusted, but those were the years she could not forget the most, brothers and friends, iron-blooded loyal souls, those were the years she lost the most, and the years she gained the most.

"Xia'er, my mother knows that you are soft-hearted, and you are more close to the people your mother has used, but you can't be too kind, people have always been the best at inches, you have to grasp the degree, instead of conniving at them to turn against each other, it is better to set the rules from the beginning, be good to everyone, and treat those who die early You need to be kind."

"Yes, my daughter knows."

Sang Yirong seemed to smile, "Xia'er does things, my mother can rest assured." ”

"Mother......" This conversation like a confession of last words made Sang Xia panic, "Don't talk about it, can you rest?" ”

If you don't say it, you won't have a chance to say it, looking at her daughter's sad face, Sang Yirong can't bear to make her even more uncomfortable. Close your eyes as she wishes.

Wu Cao stepped forward, and Sang Xia hurriedly gave up his position.

After she took the pulse, she turned around and shook her head at Sang Xia's red and swollen eyes.

Tears instantly filled his face.

Leng Jia patted her on the shoulder, and stepped forward lightly to straighten the quilt for the leader, with a calm expression, including Wu Cao.

They had already agreed that they must not cry in front of the chief. When there is really nothing to be done, I just want the leader to go happily. They can't bear to see the leader of the hero for half his life go in agony, and they don't want to worry about them.

Sang Xia covered his mouth and walked out of the room, and threw himself into the arms of An Pingzhi, who was dealing with political affairs in the next room, crying suppressedly.

An Pingzhi put down the fold and hugged the person. Signal the rest of the room to go out first.

After caressing her hair silently comforting her for a long time, Sang Xia stopped crying and asked in a choked voice, "How long will it take for them to arrive?" ”

"They should have received the letter by this point. If you hurry up, you should be able to arrive in three or five days. ”

Three or five days! Sang Xia smiled bitterly, "I don't know if my mother can hold them up." ”

She underestimated Sang Yirong's willpower. When she knew that the subordinates she regarded as friends were already on their way, she was in better spirits.

He Yifei was the first to arrive.

The man who was as hard as iron was also trembling in his voice at this time, "Fourth sister, I'm still alive, how can you ...... How can it be ......"

"I've lived enough." Leng Jia helped Sang Yirong sit up. "Big brother, I've lived long enough to go underground and see my brothers. Pretty good. ”

looked at Sang Yirong, who was no longer faceless at this time, and his face was bloodless. He Yifei is sad, in his heart, the fourth sister is always the fourth sister who is as dazzling as fire, they can fight side by side, they can sing wine, they can trust each other, they regard each other as the most cherished relatives.

When he didn't know, the second and third brothers were gone, and now the fourth sister is also in danger, the vicissitudes of the world, the five brothers and sisters who were righteous at the beginning, only he and the blind fifth brother are still safe.

If he could, he really wanted to just go with it, than to walk at the end and bear all the sorrow.

"Fourth sister, you ...... Do you regret this life? What are the regrets? As long as you say it, my brother will do it for you. ”

Sang Yirong thought hard about his life and shook his head, "If I start all over again in this life, I will still make the same choice at that time and point, eldest brother, I have never regretted it, if I want to say regrets, if time can be turned back, I will not let the second brother and third brother suffer because of me, for various reasons I can't even avenge them, this is the only regret in my life, what about the eldest brother, does the eldest brother have regrets?" ”

Yes, I have.

If I had known that you and Hazel Ming would suffer from this kind of love when they were together, and they had been hidden here for seventeen years, I would not have fulfilled you, even if I tried my best, I would have taken you away!

If you had known that the position of the Sang Lady was destiny, I would have helped you sit on it no matter what.

If I knew that your happiness could not be given by others, I would do everything to be by your side and give you everything.

Yirong, my biggest regret is you.

But I can't say.

I can't let you know that I don't marry because of you, and I leave because of you, at this time, I just want you to go in peace.

In the next life, I will meet you earlier than Xia Zhenming.

In the next life, I will find you, Yirong, you wait for me, I will definitely find you.

He Yifei reluctantly pulled out a smile, "My regret is that you failed to do your big brother's responsibility to stand up for you when you were the most difficult, if I were here, how dare Xia Zhenming do this to you!" How dare he! ”

Obviously, He Yifei didn't say anything, but for some reason, Sang Yirong seemed to open the eyes of heaven at this moment, and what he hadn't thought of before suddenly opened up at this moment.

Her pupils constricted, and she subconsciously sat up, and soon fell back because of weakness, and put her hands on her chest.

"Fourth sister! Grass grass, fast. ”

Wu Cao quickly stepped forward, and after the inspection, he began to rush people, "The leader is too distracted, and the person is a little prostration, and he needs to rest." ”

He Yifei didn't dare to delay a little, and he didn't even bother to take a second look and went out immediately.

"Chief, if you really want to wait until everyone comes, please don't bother too much, I can heal, but I can't save my life." In the end, Wu Cao covered his eyes and turned his head, calmed down before continuing: "You have a good rest, I promise to let you wait for them." ”

Sang Yirong nodded slightly, his hand slowly touched Wu Cao's hand and patted it gently, and then closed his eyes, his breath was weak.

Wu Cao's lower lip was bitten and bloody, and Fang didn't cry on the spot.

As soon as he was sure that the leader had fallen asleep, he ran out to find Wen Cheng, who was boiling medicine, and leaned on his back and cried like a child.

Wen Cheng doesn't have that deep feelings for Sang Yirong. But Sang Yirong is too charismatic, and the three years of getting along are enough for him to admire.

What's more, the junior sister was also trained by Leader Sang before she figured out and forgave him, and he also thanked her for this.

Knowing that such an unprecedented woman was dying, he felt uncomfortable, the beauty was twilight, the hero was white-headed, any of them were sad. And the leader of the Sang took it all.

"If you cry again, your eyes will be swollen. She won't worry about you when she sees it. ”

Wu Cao sobbed and expressed her unwillingness, "Obviously, the leader is only fifty-two years old. Many, so many older than her, are still alive and well, God. How could God be so unfair to her and live another ten years. It's only sixty-three in ten years, senior brother, I hate Xia Zhenming so much, if it weren't for him. If he hadn't been sorry for the leader, how could the leader have suffered such a big loss in He Wanru's hands. The leader does not hold grudges, I remember them all. I won't let go of He Wanru, definitely not. ”

"The emperor and King Xian have a good relationship."

Wu Cao wiped her face indiscriminately, but the expression on her face that had traces of time was still as willful as a young girl, "I have a lot of means, how can I let that Xia Yuanhao see something, she should die, the leader is gone, why is she still alive!" ”

What else can Wen Cheng say, he has learned how to get along with his junior sister at the cost of half a lifetime, and said while wiping her face with a handkerchief: "Okay, I'll help you then." ”

Wu Cao's heart was not so uncomfortable at this time, and he obediently let him wipe it.

Sang Yirong has less and less time to be awake, and He Yifei will accompany her bedside almost every day, even if Sang Xia comes, he will not shy away from it.

Sang Xia swept away the previous panic, and began to take care of the funeral in person, her mother had already explained, she didn't need a luxurious mausoleum, and after burning, she could bury the ashes in an inconspicuous place, and not bury them with Xia Zhenming.

Born with different fur and died with different holes, only in this way can she be worthy of the second and third brothers.

When Sang Yirong's breath became weaker and weaker, the group of people who set out from the capital finally arrived, and although several people on the battlefield had sent a letter over, it was impossible to arrive due to the long distance.

Liang Ziyan and Su Songyan rode together, his body was not as good as it was back then, and he couldn't even stand on his feet after getting off the horse.

Su Songyan knew that he was in a hurry, so he simply ran inside with him on his back.

Sang Xia got the news and hurriedly took the initiative to greet him from behind, and said without the courtesy of the crowd: "Come in, my mother is waiting for you." ”

One sentence forced the heroes to sweat and tears fell, and Liang Ziyan slammed Su Songyan's shoulder hard, "Hurry up." ”

But Sang Yirong seemed to know that the person she was waiting for was coming, so she woke up from a coma, and asked Leng Jia to change her into the same clothes she had when she was the leader of the ruling army, leaning against the head of the bed, listening to the footsteps from far and near, appearing in her sight.

"Chief!"

Sang Yirong couldn't help but smile when he saw that the people who came were also wearing the outfits of the year, "Everyone still has such a tacit understanding." ”

The seven-foot-tall man looked really unsightly, but no one cared about it.

Everyone straightened their clothes and hats, put their hands behind their backs, their feet shoulder-width apart, and their movements were uniform, just like every time before the battle, "Chief! ”

Pushing Leng Jia away, Sang Xia sat up straight, his eyes swept from left to right, and everywhere he looked, everyone raised their heads and chests.

They remember very well, even if they are dying, this person is also their leader!

"I'm so happy, we have fought side by side, we have entrusted life and death to each other, we have been sincere and righteous for each other, you even ruined your future for me, and now you can still come to see me off for the last time, you and I have been in a relationship for decades."

"But I only hope that we will never see each other again in the next life, and I hope that our next life can be born in a peaceful and prosperous world, even if we are strangers passing by, I only wish each other well."

Liang Ziyan choked up and retorted, "As long as I can meet the leader, I hope that the next life will still be troubled, and I am still willing to be your soldiers, and I only want to be your soldiers." ”

"Troubled times! I'd rather be a peace dog than be a troubled man, stained with blood, and no matter how clean I wash, I can always smell blood. ”

Sang Yirong finally couldn't hold it anymore, her body fell back weakly, Leng Jia held her and leaned on her arms, and she burst into tears behind her, but she was silent.

"Chief!"

"Although I have shortcomings in this life, I have you brothers, a daughter who cherishes me very much, a son-in-law who also reassures me, Leng Jia and Wu Cao who have never left me for half a step, and many people, think about it, my life is very worthwhile, there is a period of gathering and dispersion, you don't need to be too sad, Xia Er is still young, you can help her more."

The crowd all knelt on one knee and bowed their proud heads, "The subordinates are only the orders of the leader." ”

"Let's all go, let Xia Er and Peace come in."

One knee turned into two knees, and he stood up behind the powerful three ringing heads, and finally glanced at the person on the bed and left, only Liang Ziyan stayed stubbornly, and was led by He Yifei to his side.

Sang Yirong's voice was already very soft, "Fifth brother, don't cry, your eyes are going to hurt again." ”

Liang Ziyan couldn't control it, turned his back and squatted down and buried his face in his knees.

Sang Xia almost rushed in, kneeling in front of the bed and holding her mother's hand tightly, her eyes were red, but she didn't cry, An Pingzhi knelt beside her.

"Don't worry, mother, everything after that will happen to me, Brother An, and the two children will be fine, don't worry, go in peace, don't look back."

Sang Yirong looked at An Pingzhi again.

An Pingzhi nodded in response, "Swear by An family." ”

Sang Yirong smiled a little, "Then I can really rest assured, Xia'er, my mother is proud of you." ”

Sang Xia nodded vigorously, "My daughter is also proud of being my mother's daughter, I will try my best to be a person like my mother and not lose my mother's face." ”

After a pause, suppressing the astringency in his heart, Sang Xia continued: "Mother, I will be fine, I will be fine, ......"

Leaned over and put her forehead against her mother's hand, but the hands she desperately wanted to warm couldn't warm up, and her heart hurt so much that she almost suffocated.

An Pingzhi hugged her, "Mother, I won't bear her." ”

Sang Yirong seemed to let go of his last worries, his mind was relieved, and he fell into a long sleep.

On the ninth day of November in the third year of Anhe, Sang Yirong died.

Obey the wishes, do not be extravagant, do not disturb the people, and the body will be cremated after three days, and the ashes will be buried in the backyard of the Sang family in Guxi Town.

Leng Jia has not left Guxi Town for half a step since then, and Wu Cao and Wen Cheng have also settled in Guxi Town.

On the ninth day of November every year, the emperor would return to the old mansion with his family to live for a few days.

Anhe five years of the emperor's birthday, King Xian sent people to send gifts into Beijing, it was a very detailed map of the Cangyun country, King Xian came to the letter cloud: a younger brother, set to improve this map.

At this point, the emperor knew that the emperor's brother's eyes had recovered, and he was overjoyed.

In the seventh year of Anhe, King Xian asked for a name for his eldest son.

In the tenth year of Anhe, King Xian returned to Beijing with the pregnant princess, and left Beijing a year later to continue the previous journey.

Emperor Shuntian Sangxia reigned for 20 years, this 20 years is the most smooth 20 years in the history of Cangyun Kingdom, the politics are clear, and the Cangyun Kingdom has entered the prosperous era, and the history is called the rule of peace and harmony.

The emperor had no intention of taking the throne, so at the age of thirty-seven, he gave way to his eldest son Sang Xu, and left Beijing with his husband, and his whereabouts were uncertain.

According to historical records, the historical record of Sang Yirong was written by his daughter, the only empress Sang Xia, and did not erase any of her contributions, while the historical record of the empress was drafted by the second son Anyang, and the eldest son carried the emperor Sang Xu to record it in history after it was repaired.

The mother and daughter of the Sang family are the most colorful in history, and they are drawn by women.

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ps: It's even late, but it doesn't feel right to break and write, so it's just a whole chapter.

Originally, I had plans to write about Xia Zhenming and Sang Yirong returning to modern times, but after thinking about it, I still didn't write it, the two of them have been entangled for a lifetime, with Sang Yirong's temperament, I will definitely not have anything to do with him again if I live another life, but Xia Zhenming is definitely unwilling, so I ...... If you want to write, I guess I have to write a lot, but the result is still be, or not to write, let's imagine.

Well, there will be a testimonial tomorrow, everyone remember to come and see, there will be an explanation about the new book, everyone.

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(Tianjin)