Along with the news of Fu Zheng's death, he returned to Beijing with the good news of the victory of the Liaohe River. The crown prince finally won the battle, at the cost of tens of thousands of lives.

Fu Zhao didn't believe in this news of death at all, and the moment he got the news, he was about to explode, and he couldn't wait to leave Beijing immediately to find his seventh brother. When a living person is gone, how can he stand it? Fu Zhao couldn't sit still, like a thunderbolt slashing straight down, his head was dizzy, and his eyes were black, he just wanted to talk to someone at this time, so he casually found a reason to ask Meiru to meet in Sixi Hall.

At the first glance of Mei Ru, Fu Zhao hurriedly turned around: "Follow the rules, my seventh brother has an accident!" As soon as these words were spoken, Fu Zhao's eyes turned red.

Mei Ru sat down quietly, slightly distracted, her face was still a little pale, and she responded for a long time: "I know." ”

I only heard Fu Zhao say angrily beside him: "Follow, I'm going to pick up Seventh Brother back, even if it's ...... If he's really dead, I'll have to bring him back. In the end, I couldn't bear it.

Mei Ru's eyes were also a little red, and she let out a low "um".

Seeing that Mei Ru was preoccupied, Fu Zhao naturally asked, "Are you worried about your eldest brother?" I heard that there are tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in the northwest camp by the Huiliao River, and I will help you inquire when I go there, don't worry. ”

Mei Ru's mind was groggy and stunned for a long time before she said thank you slowly.

Fu Zhao soon left Beijing.

Dingguo Mansion, Mei Ru leaned heavily on the couch in the inner room, she opened her eyes, and stared out of the window in a daze and did not speak. Outside the window, the weather is bright and shining, and occasionally the flowers and branches are swaying obliquely. The shadows were like the bamboo shadows on the day Fu Zheng left Beijing. Thinking of that person, Mei Ru paused.

In the past two days, she always thought of Fu Zheng inexplicably, thinking of him standing in front of her on the day she left Beijing, and desperately asked her if she had anything to explain. He always wanted to hear it, but she didn't say it, and he didn't know if he would be safe in the end......

Thinking like this, Mei Ru's eyes were astringent again, and her heart was blocked in panic and uncomfortable. It's a debt that you can't pay back for the rest of your life.

However, how could Fu Zheng die?

Mei Ru couldn't understand, he had escaped death so many times in his previous life, and he was able to come back alive even in the most difficult times, why did he die this time?

Mei Ru's head was still groggy, and her temples hurt so much.

"Girl, don't cry." Jingqin persuaded beside her, and said, "If the old lady, the old man, and the lady see it, it will definitely be distressing." ”

Yes, why is she crying when the man is dead?

Mei Ru rubbed her temples and closed her eyes tiredly. But the tears in his eyes still couldn't be stopped, sliding down from the tails of his eyes, crystal clear.

The tears in her past and present lives seem to be inseparable from this man.

At the beginning of June, Meiru and Xu.

Because of the delay in receiving the news of Mei Xiang's safety, the hearts of everyone in Mei Mansion were hanging there, so Mei Ru's and Lu were in a little hurry, somewhat absent-minded. Fortunately, Mei Ru didn't care much about herself, and she was not in the mood. Then Queen Li let people reward a lot of things, which were even heavier than last year's gifts.

Mei Ru sighed, her face full of solemnity.

Because they were cousins, Meng An and Meng Yunlan were the first to come over to congratulate. This is the first time Mei Ru has seen this cousin Mu Ne since she returned to Beijing. The date of him and Mei Qian has been set, and it is set for March next year, when the spring flowers will bloom - the old lady is reluctant to Mei Qian, and plans to stay a little longer.

In Chunxi Hall, seeing Meng An come in, Mei Ru hurriedly got up and generously said hello.

When he first saw Mei Ru, Meng An was stunned. I haven't met for most of the year, and the person in front of me has grown taller and taller. Her face was still bright and bright, like a flower blooming in the hot sun, but for some reason there was a lot of sadness under her eyebrows. If it is said that the plum is weak and makes people want to take care of it, then the plum is gorgeous and arrogant, which is daunting and dare not pick, but now this proud flower will also be weak and will hang down the branches...... Meng An blinked, hurriedly lowered his head, and returned a salute: "Cousin Ru is polite." He said, "Congratulations to my cousin." ”

The old ancestor saw it in his eyes and said with a smile: "Brother An'er, sit down, what are you doing so politely?" ”

The sound outside of these words is obvious, he is almost a family with Mei Qian...... Meng An'er's roots turned red. Mei Qian, who was sitting next to the old ancestor, also smiled with her. Her gaze brushed over Meng An, who was stunned before, and then looked at Mei Ru, still smiling gently.

After the day was over, the old lady pretended to be in the morning, and specially left Qiao's to ask: "What are your plans as parents?" ”

At the mention of this old difficulty, Qiao's brows furrowed, and she replied in a tangled manner: "I'm looking at it slowly." ”

The old lady paused and said, "I see that the lady in the palace is good at following the rules, and today there is a reward......

As soon as she heard this, Qiao's complexion changed, and soon, she smiled heartily: "Mother, you don't know that arrogant little temperament, what a stinky temper." Even if she gets this wealth, where is the blessing to enjoy? After degrading Mei Ru severely, Qiao sighed and said worriedly: "I'm really afraid that if you don't pay attention, you will offend the nobles in the palace, and you will have to implicate the ...... in our house when the time comes."

Shaking his head helplessly, Qiao's still sighed with hatred: "Follow the path is an unfortunate one!" If she can marry an ordinary family, thank God, where can she dare to think of anything else? At the end, Qiao asked with a smile: "Mother, what do you think?" ”

These words were neat, and the old lady was not stupid and didn't say anything about it, she only smiled: "Then you should pay more attention to your fathers and mothers." ”

"My daughter-in-law knows." Qiao nodded.

In the room, Mei Ru was still leaning on the collapse. On the side of the desk was a small box of colorful brocade, and she stared at it in a daze, and she didn't move. Suddenly, Jingqin lifted the curtain and said, "Girl, the second girl is here." Mei Ru hurriedly put the small box aside and sat up.

When Mei Qian came in, she saw Mei Ru wearing a jade-colored gauze dress, her black hair was tucked together on her chest, her small face was not bloody, she was obviously crying, and there were faint tears on her face. Mei Qian was shocked, and secretly thought that the appearance of the third sister was really more and more distressing...... I don't know what to think, she stagnated slightly, sat down, and said distressedly: "The third sister's face has not been very good recently. Your cousin An specially asked me today, so I came over to take a look, what the hell is going on? Still crying? ”

Mei Ru naturally replied politely: "Let my cousin and second sister worry." ”

Mei Qian sighed: "The third sister is so sad, are you worried about the eldest brother?" Or ......" After a pause, she asked, "Or is the third sister worried about others?" ”

Hearing her say this, Mei Ru lowered her eyes a little uncomfortably. There was a faint haze in her eyes, and after a while, she replied: "I'm worried about my brother, and no letter comes back." ”

……

At the pass of the Liao River, the mountains are continuous, even if the cold wind has been blowing like a knife for the past few days, the smell of blood in the air is still lingering, blowing in the face, disgusting.

Mei Xiang had just finished carrying several corpses.

In the face of the mountain-like corpses stacked one after another, he no longer had any extra expression, just silently. Lying there were his comrades, who had fought side by side, but who were now staring blankly at each other. They can't go back, they can't go back to their father's side to fulfill their filial piety, and they can't go back to their mother's couch love. Mei Xiang watched silently, and then looked away.

It's a fucking uncomfortable place!

He couldn't forget that day, so many enemy troops rushed over, and the familiar people around him died one after another, and he didn't know what he relied on to hold out until the prince led the army. When he was carried down by the military doctor, Mei Xiang's two hands that kept killing people trembled because of spasms. He gritted his teeth and held back the man's tears.

That kind of pain pierces the heart.

In the distance, there seemed to be a monk found by the prince who was doing overkill. The sound of chanting the scriptures sounded more like a big joke now, Mei Xiang smiled coldly and returned to the tent.

One of the people in the tent came out, hugged his fists and said: "Dutong, General Hu Shen has a letter from his family again." ”

Mei Xiang was stunned, and his gaze fell to Hu Sanbiao's pillow. There was a lot of baggage there, exactly the same as the one I had sent before. He used to be madly jealous, even covetous, but now he is only sad. Because, that sheet is cold, there is no temperature. In that "great victory", Hu Sanbiao did not come back. There were nearly forty people in the tent, but now only five survived. None of those who were alive came back. It's been a long time, and I'm afraid I'm dead.

Mei Xiang was silent, still commanding with a cold face: "Just put it there." Let's all wait. ”

As soon as he said this, the other brothers in the tent were red-eyed.

Mei Xiang turned around and went out in a deep voice, facing the vast green mountains, he really wanted to scold his mother.

But after all, they didn't wait for Hu Sanbiao, nor did they wait for the rest of the brothers. A month passed, and the names of these people were written on the list of the dead. Mei Xiang was very uncomfortable, and when he returned to the tent, he saw that the tent was empty, like a tomb. The burden was still left alone, waiting for its owner to return.

He couldn't stand it just by looking at it, and his eyes were hot.

Mei Xiang sat down with red eyes and untied the burden tremblingly. There were still a few new shirts, exactly the same as Hu Sanbiao's stacked next to the pillow, and there was a letter pressed into the shirt. He knew the words of the letter. Holding the thin piece of paper, Mei Xiang sat there alone and sat for a long time.

I don't know how long it took for Mei Xiang to slowly unfold the letter. Juanxiu's handwriting came into view little by little. He was still uncomfortable. The letter was not long, but in a few words, he looked at it word for word, and then stupidly fixed there.

Yao'er gave birth to a big fat boy for Hu Sanbiao, and she also asked in the letter what name should she give to this child.

Mei Xiang's heart was heavy, as if he was pressing something, he turned his head to look at the empty and cold bedding, and tears came out of his eyes.

He was a big man and cried like that.

She just gave birth to a child, how can she withstand such a blow? How can you stand it?

Mei Xiang held her head and cried uncomfortably.

The night was dark, and only a figure bent over and crying was left.

……

Fu Zhao arrived at the Liaohe Pass and saw Mei Xiang, but did not see the body of his seventh brother. After looking outside the customs for more than ten days, Fu Zhao found nothing. He still wanted to continue looking for it, but he never expected that the border gate would rise again, and Fu Zhao would not have to return to Beijing in advance. This time, he didn't receive his seventh brother back.

Thinking about it, he was about to collapse.

When Mei Ru saw Fu Zhao, his eye sockets were deeply sunken and his eyes were red. The whole person was dusty, full of pain and discomfort.

Needless to say, Mei Ru already knew the result, and she was dizzy for a moment.

"Follow-by, I didn't find Brother Seven. For so many days, he is probably really dead, Seventh Brother, he must not be blind to death. Fu Zhao cried bitterly.

The man was really dead.

Mei Ru blinked, and without warning, burst into tears again.

……

"Daddy, there's a guy lying here."

"Daddy, he's so good-looking, let's save him back, and he can be my husband when he is saved."

The girl asked with a smile.

"Daddy, that person is really dead, out of gas, Daddy!"

The girl panicked and rushed out of the yurt.

In the yurt, a dark figure lay on a sheepskin cushion, silent. His face was thin and pale. That kind of white is the hideous that has been experienced in hell, and there is not a trace of blood. It makes people feel scared when they look at it. The room was so lifeless that even the wind stopped, and suddenly, without warning, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were dark and cruel.