Chapter 271: Life and Life Farewell, Memories of Looks

"Please agree, take them back, arrange the rest of their lives, and let them have something to provide for in their old age." They have fought for their country for too long, and they have been in a foreign country for too long. This is something that General Xie Youyi entrusted me, and I must complete it. ”

Yan Duan said, "They will enjoy the same treatment as the soldiers who returned with honors." ”

There was a commotion of whispering all around.

Sharga nodded, "I'm relieved." Before the ninth princess killed herself, she asked me to swear to marry Changning. Before I died, I didn't promise her. After I died, I naturally didn't let her down. Please take care of Changning. ”

Yan Duan said, "The county lord of Changning is now with the princess, and the princess will ask the Jokhang Saint to recognize her as a righteous daughter." ”

"That couldn't be better. My aunt is probably in Lingzhou now, if you see her, please tell her...... Thank you for your many years of nurturing. Can't be happy on your knees, if there is an afterlife...... I hope she is not born to the emperor's family. ”

A-Niang's life is hard enough, and she has brought up the son of a disgusted person. In the next life, A-Niang wants to have a peaceful and joyful life, and don't throw herself into this involuntary emperor's family again.

"Ninth son, I wish you a bright future."

After speaking, he lowered his eyelashes slightly.

Yan Duan asked persistently, "What else do you want to say?" ”

Sharga shook her head.

Yan Duan said, "You have." ”

Sharga shook her head again.

Yan Duan's voice choked, "Please tell Xiangxiang how to live the rest of your life." ”

Sharga smiled slightly, "Princess Worry...... Please cherish her beauty. ”

Yan Duan shook his head and said stubbornly, "Please tell Xiangxiang." ”

Sharga was silent.

He had so much to say, but unfortunately he choked in his throat and couldn't say a word.

It can't be said, but it's wrong to say more.

But tears welled up in his eyes.

The tears also drained all the heat of his body, plunging him into endless cold and darkness again.

With his fingertips wiped down, he stared at it for a moment, and laughed at himself, "A manly man, today is like a daughter's house." ”

With that, he drew the dagger from his side and stabbed himself in the heart.

The dagger was given by his aunt when he was ten years old, asking him to protect himself.

Dalantai and Duan Qingshan watched him commit suicide and watched him fall like a jade mountain.

Xia Erjia looked in Yan Duan's direction, but his eyes fell farther away.

In the distance, there was a girl with a light smile and a fluttering skirt.

They sat by the Shumin River, and he looked at her, and she held her cheeks to look at the slanting sun, and watched the undulating reeds in the distance.

"Life after life is different...... Look-a-look memory. ”

Life is like a wanderer, bitter as the night.

To whom? There is no one to say.

Yan Duan watched him fall, and his whole body froze.

He thought he would draw his bow and sword and shoot at Shargar, ending his life himself.

But Scharga committed suicide.

Until he died, he was unwilling to let himself bear the infamy of strangling his brother with his own hands.

He fulfilled himself.

Yan Duan's body couldn't hold on, he fell crooked all of a sudden, he stumbled and wanted to walk over, but he kept breaking out in a cold sweat all over his body, and his legs were weak and he couldn't walk.

He moved like that, step by step, towards Shargar.

Sharga looked at him and shook her head at him. His beautiful eyes were bright and bright, and the light was gradually dimming. 118

Forcing himself to squeeze out a smile, Sharga ripped off his purse and handed it to Yan Duan from afar, "Give it to ...... Anin. ”

Yan Duan took it in a panic, and the purse was stained with hot blood. Yan Duan looked at the mottled bloodstains on his hands, and finally collapsed, he shouted frantically, "Save him, save him...... Dharanda, Dharanday! ”

He grabbed Dalanday's hand, his voice choked, "Save him!" ”

Darlan Terrace stood by and watched, not moving, "There is no help." ”

Yan Duan shed two lines of tears, "You can't die." Xiangxiang won't forgive me! Xia Brothers...... Brother, hold on, I'll pull out the dagger! ”

As he spoke, he had to do it.

Darlandet hurriedly stopped him, "You're crazy! ”

Yan Duan was hysterical in pain, "Xiao Jia, you bastard, why don't you fight me!" You can rush out! Why did you put your life on the line for those irrelevant people! ”

Sharga looked at Yan Duan with his eyes, unable to speak.

His fingers moved, and he finally grasped the placket of Yan Duan's clothes.

Yan Duan said with tears in his eyes, "I'm a bastard, a bastard." ”

A sharp and sad cry broke the silence of Nagashikawa, and a little girl rushed out of the crowd, who had not even put on shoes and socks, and ran barefoot like that, and her eyes were sickly pale and flushed.

Dalantai turned around and saw that it was Yun Xiang, and was busy drinking her, "Yun Xiang! You're still sick, this is not the place for you, go back! ”

Yun Xiang's feet were cut by grass and gravel, and they were already drenched in blood, she threw herself on Xia Erjia and cried, "Brother, brother! ”

No matter how she shook Charga, Chargar didn't respond to her. She put her finger on the tip of his nose in fear, and for a moment, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with trembling hands.

Looking at Yan Duan with hatred, she said, "You forced my brother to death, what's your name?" ”

Yan Duan didn't know who she was, but when he heard her ask, he subconsciously spoke, "Yan Duan." ”

Yun Xiang wiped away the tears on his face, "I remember you." I'm going to grow up, and when I'm older, I'm going to kill you. ”

Yan Duan staggered to his feet and clenched the blood-stained safety buckle in his hand, "That's the best." ”

After saying that, he pulled the war horse and turned over, wanting to look back at Schargar again, but he didn't look, and ran into the distance with a spur.

The sound of horses' hooves resounded through the Nagashi River, and after the wind stopped, there was silence.

It's like it's been silent for thousands of years.

But the suppressed cries came and went.

Duan Qingshan asked Dalantai, "Is the seventh son buried with a military salute or a state salute?" ”

"If he wants to be an ordinary person, he will be buried as a civilian." ”

On the night of the full moon on August 15, Xiao Jia, the seventh son of Zhao, was buried in Changluchuan. Thousands of troops and horses stepped over, and the next day a heavy rain left him without a trace.

Standing on the plateau, Dalantai looked into the distance, and Yun Xiang stood next to him, "High priest, where are we going?" ”

Dharan Terrace said, "Where do you want to go?" ”

Yun Xiang thought for a while, "Yunzhou." ”

Dalantai said, "Then go to Yunzhou." ”

Yun Xiang said, "High Priest, you are proficient in the Five Elements Bagua, Star Divination, and Medicine Gu Technique, please teach me, and I will become an excellent physician." ”

"The Sassanid Divine Cult chooses a saint every ten years, and the saint chosen twenty years ago is the eldest princess of Qingyuan of the Dayan royal family, who was later stripped of her position as a saint because of her unauthorized use of forbidden arts. Do you want to be a saint of the Cult of God? ”

Yun Xiang didn't seem to understand, "Can you learn your medical skills by becoming a saint?" ”

"That's nature, and I've taught you all my skills." ”

Yun Xiang nodded, "That's good." ”

"A holy woman is chaste all her life, and she shall not marry."

"Okay."

"We went to Luozhou to find the eldest princess of Qingyuan, and the things of the previous saints were kept by her. The most important thing is that we have to get the god skirt and the Xuanyun mirror. It was a token of the Holy Maiden. ”