6. Thousands of miles away

The Vietnamese soldiers were divided into two routes, and Fan Li led the troops into the Huai River from the sea road, wanting to block the return route of Fucha; Chou Wuyu and Ayang attacked Gusu directly from the southern border of Wu State, and Gou Jian personally led the Chinese army to follow.

When the news reached Huangchi, the alliance had not yet begun.

"My lord, someone is asking to see you outside the tent." Wang Sunda hurriedly walked into the tent.

"What's the matter?" Fucha was bowing his head and wiping his sword.

Wang Sunluo stepped forward quickly, leaned into his husband's ear, and said a few words softly.

Fucha's face turned slightly pale, and he pursed his lips and said, "Let him in." ”

"Yes."

"I've seen the king." It was a yellow-faced and thin-skinned man, and I couldn't tell who it was.

The husband did not speak, but still bowed his head to wipe the sword.

"The villain is here to bring a word, Mrs. Xi Shi is hanging on the gate of Gusu City." Seeing that the husband almost ignored him, the man touched his nose rather boredly and said stupidly.

Fuchahara's pale expression became more and more ugly, and his thin lips pursed slightly, as if even the air around him was frozen.

"Widows hate to be threatened." The husband looked up and glanced at the man lightly.

Just one glance made the man tremble, and he began to regret that he had gone for the sake of greed for small profits.

The sword flashed, and dark red blood splattered on the tent.

"Who else has seen him?" Glancing lightly at the corpse on the ground, the husband said.

"Before me, there were a few other lieutenants who had seen him." Wang Sun's expression was sharp and he said.

"Kill them all." The husband put the sword back into its sheath.

"Yes."

"Pass the order, immediately raise troops, take the position of the leader of the alliance, and return to Wu tomorrow."

"Yes."

Wu Wangfu raised troops overnight and challenged the Jin Kingdom. coincided with the civil strife in Jin, Wu Wangfu successfully won the position of the leader of the alliance, and the class teacher returned to China. Rushing all the way, for fear that the countries along the way would learn the news of the Yue army's attack on Wu, they were blocked halfway, so Fu sent a fire to the Song capital Waiguo to demonstrate.

On the gate of Gusu City, there was an embarrassed and pale woman. Under the city gate, a one-armed man in red stood with a sword, guarding the woman at the gate like a lone wolf.

How long has it been? Xiangbao didn't remember, sometimes his mind was clear, sometimes vague, but he couldn't let go of the one-armed man under the city gate who was so persistent that it was almost paranoid.

Xiangbao thought, maybe after struggling for so long, it was still inevitable to die after all.

The sky gradually darkened, and the Vietnamese army surrounded the city of Gusu and watched.

Suddenly, a rider came galloping from afar.

"It's the king! The king is back! Wu Bing, who was besieged by the Vietnamese army, became excited, as if he saw a savior.

The flag is fierce, the smoke and dust are billowing out, and the long body goes straight in.

"It's the king, the king is back! The king is back! The man with the sword against Xiangbao's neck danced and shouted.

Husband ......

The horse's hooves flew, the blood-stained uniform, and the figure got closer and closer, closer and closer......

"Open the gates!"

Riding his horse all the way in, the husband looked up at the woman who was hanging high on the city gate with her hands tied, her face was bloody, her long hair was tangled, but she was still alive.

She...... Alive.

"What are you doing?" Clenching the sword in his hand, the husband spoke.

There was a commotion in the crowd.

"King! This woman is the scourge of the country! Can't stay! Please, the king, execute! ”

"Oh? Who is she? The husband asked lightly, quietly.

"She's a Yue person! The Yue people who killed Wu Xiangguo! ”

"Wrong." Fu Cha said lightly, "She's not Xi Shi." ”

Everyone present was stunned.

"She's Xiangbao, a hero who died for the state of Wu—" Fucha narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly, "After leaving." ”

Xiangbao thought in a daze, he really knew it a long time ago.

"What? Is it to leave Mr.'s daughter? "They exchanged heads and were dumbfounded for a moment.

"Well, let her down, otherwise under Jiuquan, the widow will have no face to see the martyrs." Fucha raised his lips, and a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

The man who had climbed on the city gate with a sword and held Xiangbao hostage was stunned and reached out to untie the rope that bound Xiangbao. The husband stepped forward, caught Xiangbao firmly, and held it in his arms.

Wei Qin's eyes were like wolves, and he jumped forward and slashed the man holding Xiangbao in two pieces from his waist with a sword.

"King! King! The crowd was frightened, terrified, hated and angry.

The husband turned a deaf ear, and his narrow eyes were still smiling, but the smile was piercing cold.

Wei Qin killed like crazy, surrounded by mutilated corpses, his face was splattered with blood, and the long sword in his right hand was glowing with demonic blood.

Not a single live mouth was left. The husband held Xiangbao and rode back to the palace without looking.

When Wu Guo's peace book was delivered to Gou Jian, he was furious and threw it on the ground. Fan Li stood aside, his face as calm as water, as if he didn't feel the king's anger at all.

"Doctor Fan, why did you withdraw your troops?"

If it weren't for Fan Li's sudden withdrawal of troops, how could Fucha have returned so quickly!

"Your Majesty, you promised me that you would guarantee Xiangbao's safety." Fan Li looked at the Yue Nu sitting on the side lightly, "If it weren't for Her Royal Highness the Princess's own opinion, how could Weichen easily withdraw his troops?" ”

Yue Nu's face was pale.

After repeated considerations, Gou Jian finally withdrew his troops and returned to Vietnam.

Si Xiang's funeral was held the day after the Vietnamese army was discharged.

"His Royal Highness the Prince! His Royal Highness the Prince! His Royal Highness the Prince! ”

Outside the hall, someone shouted in a mournful voice.

When a person dies at the first time, there is a gift of summoning spirits. From a person carrying the clothes of the deceased to the roof, facing the main shade of the north, and calling the name of the deceased to the heavens, the middle and the earth, it is to summon spirits. If the spirit is not conjured, the funeral can be held. Xiangbao sat in front of the couch and looked at the young man lying on the couch, his face had a large burn, which looked a little hideous and terrifying, and he could hardly distinguish his original delicate appearance.

Far away, some maids did not dare to step forward.

"Your Majesty, the revenge is over." Someone came.

The husband nodded, then frowned at the woman sitting on the edge of the couch, her face was a little pale.

"Madam, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to bathe and change clothes, you can go out first." Seeing that the husband frowned, Ziruo stepped forward to persuade.

Xiangbao shook his head: "For the last time, I'll help him bathe and change his clothes." ”

"It's not in order."

Xiangbao looked at her strangely: "I'm his mother." "It's such a natural tone, she's his mother, why doesn't she follow the rules?

Ziruo glanced at her husband, and when she saw that her husband nodded, she didn't say anything anymore.

Taking off his robe, Si Xiang's body was very thin, he also had extensive burns on his body, and his left arm was scorched all the way to his chest.

"Mother......" In a trance, Si Xiang called her awkwardly with a red face.

Xiangbao reached out and stroked his charred cheek in a daze, unable to even cry.

The sky was overcast and very hot. "Boom" A thunderclap woke up Xiangbao, Xiangbao trembled, and almost subconsciously hugged Si Xiang into his arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid......" patted the unconscious body in his arms, and Xiangbao muttered comfortingly.

He is the most afraid of thunder, and that lonely child is the most afraid of thunder......

"Madame......" Seeing Xiangbao's stupid appearance, Joy couldn't help crying.

"Si Xiang is not afraid, my mother is here......" Xiangbao patted Si Xiang's back again, "My mother will no longer be angry with you, and she will never be angry with you again...... Are you okay when you wake up? Mother taught you to play in the water...... Are you okay when you wake up......"

The husband strode forward, pulled up the incense treasure, and motioned for Ziruo to come forward to help. Ziruo hurriedly stepped forward and helped Si Xiang bathe and dress.

Xiangbao struggled.

"Stop making a fuss." The husband frowned, the wound on her wrist that was strangled by the rope was deep and bone-piercing, and although it was bandaged, he still didn't dare to grab her hand.

"You let go! Did you hear it, it's thundering! Si Xiang will be afraid! Si Xiang, he will be afraid! Xiangbao struggled and shouted, "He's going to cry, he's going to cry...... He also has nightmares...... You let go! ”

"He's grown up, he's not the kid he was back then!" The husband roared in a deep voice, not understanding why he was crazy with her.

Xiangbao was stunned by his roar, looked at him in a daze, his black and white eyes were quickly covered with a layer of mist, his mouth was flattened, and tears flowed down his eyes.

Right...... Before the expedition that day, he said: "Si Xiang is no longer afraid of thunder, and he may not have had nightmares for a long time." ”

"But...... But I'm afraid, I'm going to have nightmares...... I have nightmares all the time...... Fire, fire that big...... Si Xiang was calling me, calling me to save him, but I couldn't do anything...... I watched him die on fire...... He called me...... He called me mother......"

Xiangbao cried and yelled, crying until she hiccuped, and her husband reached out and hugged her.

"Serve the prince with rice." The husband looked at the maid who was holding the pearl and jade and standing aside.

The maid hurriedly lowered her head and stepped forward, putting the jade she was holding in her hand into Si Xiang's mouth. Cover the quilt, cover the face, fill the ears, shake hands with a towel, after the small collection, and then the big collection. The coffin is said to be a big collection, followed by the funeral, Si Xiang is buried with the rite of the Son of Heaven, and the funeral period is July.

After the funeral, the funeral day is decided and buried in the cemetery.

On the day of Si Xiang's burial, it was already winter, and Xiangbao was seriously ill and stayed in the palace.

In 478 B.C., there was a famine in Wu, and in March, Gou Jian personally led a large army to conquer Wu again and entered Kasawa. Fucha poured all the soldiers of Gusu to meet the attack, and the two sides faced each other across the water. The Wu army was defeated again and again and retreated to Gusu.

The sound of killing outside the city shook the sky. It was obviously the weather in March and April, but Xiangbao was still curled up on the couch shivering, in a daze, and had nightmares.

"Xiangbao, Xiangbao, wake up......" someone patted her face.

Xiangbao knew who it was, because he was the only one who could pull her out of her nightmare every time.

But...... He called her, Xiangbao?

So distant name...... It's so far away that it seems like it's been a lifetime ago......

"Xiangbao, do you want to get out of here?" Picking her up, her husband stroked her forehead.

Xiangbao opened his eyes, not understanding what he was talking about for a moment.

His lips touched hers slightly, and Xiangbao reached out and hugged him. He rested his head on her neck: "Do you want to leave here and only be Xiangbao?" ”

"Hmm." Xiangbao responded honestly, then frowned, feeling a hint of unusualness, "What about you?" ”

"The widow is the king, and the king can only be in the palace."

The slender hand grabbed his clothes tightly, and Xiangbao closed his eyes: "Then I'll still be a Shih Tzu." ”

The husband was slightly stunned.

"Didn't you say that the palace is not a place for people? It's okay to leave now, why not? ”

"You're here." Again, it's a matter of course.

"Do you know, why did Si Xiang judge the two of them before and after?" The husband said suddenly.

Hearing him suddenly mention Si Xiang, Xiangbao was slightly stunned, yes, Si Xiang who shot Ah Fu and Si Xiang who died in the fire are like two people.

"Si Xiang was as kind and cowardly as his mother, and the widow gave him a pair of golden armor, telling him that if he wore that armor, he would be a brave man." Pushing Xiangbao away, the husband looked into her eyes and said lightly.

"Mother...... Mother...... Mother...... Father...... Sixiang doesn't kill people...... Mother...... Armor ......" Si Xiang's heart-rending voice suddenly sounded in Xiangbao's ears.

It is only today that she understands the meaning of this sentence.

Xiangbao took his hand and put it to his lips, opened his mouth and bit it.

The husband looked at her and did not move.

Until, blood slowly flowed out of Xiangbao's mouth and slid down the wrist of the husband.

Xiangbao relieved his mouth and glared at him hatefully: "Si Xiang is your son, he worships his father like that, how can you ......?"

"He is the crown prince and the future king of Wu." Fucha's voice was extremely faint, "Don't you see how much blood is flowing under the throne?" As the crown prince, he can only move forward......"

"You're telling me this, are you trying to drive me away?" Xiangbao suddenly interrupted him and said.

"Hmm." He readily admitted.

Xiangbao glared at him for a long time, then suddenly lowered his head and began to undress. The husband looked at her with a question mark.

Crawling into her husband's arms, she hooked his neck and looked like she was at home.

"Beauty tricks?" He laughed.

"Didn't it work?" She looked at him pitifully, "I'm old, don't you want me?" ”

"Well, I don't want you anymore." He nodded.

"Not allowed!" Holding him domineeringly, she kissed him on the lips.

This is a kiss, it is clearly a gnaw, and the kiss skills are as bad as ever, but the husband is still moved.

"Don't drive me away." She lay in his arms and said pitifully, "Don't drive me away, okay......"

"Leaving this Wu Palace, which is full of bloody stench, Xiangbao can do whatever he wants from now on, isn't it?"

"Without you, what if I have nightmares again?"

"Out of here, Xiangbao will never have nightmares again."

"Excuses! Excuse! Which beauty do you have a crush on again? "Miss Xiangbao sprinkled.

"Well, I've seen other beauties, I don't want you anymore." He pinched her face.

Xiangbao pushed his hand away, hanging his head in silence.

The husband reached out and lifted her face, gently wiping away the tears from her face.

Holding her face, he kissed her lips, gently stretched out his tongue to pry her lips open, and spat something in her mouth. The slightly cool feeling made Xiangbao slightly startled, and he was about to struggle, but he was forced to swallow it.

"Don't play your beauty tricks anymore." The husband chuckled, "Obediently take the medicine, sleep well, and everything will be fine when you wake up." ”

Consciousness spread little by little, Xiangbao cried, she tightly tugged at his sleeve: "You lied to me, you lied to me...... You big liar......"

"You said that even if it was Huangquan, he would drag me along...... You lied to me...... You lied to ...... I ......" The hand that tugged at his sleeve slowly slid down, and she fell asleep.

Fucha looked down at the wrinkled sleeves of his shirt in a daze, and the slender hand seemed to be holding his heart. It turned out that she hadn't fallen asleep that night in the woods, what he said was ...... She heard it all.

At that time, he said: "Even if I go to Huangquan, I will drag you with me." When you stand in my way, you should have this awareness. ”

Raising his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, he laughed: "Fool, how can I be willing?" ”