Xu Liuzhou died.

In the tent of the barracks of the Northern Army, the white sails have been raised. There was a dead silence in the whole army, only the sound of sobbing forbearance. The handsome tent is very simple, a Taishi chair, a sand table, and there is a sheepskin map that once amazed her on the back of the Taishi's chair. But the man was now lying lifeless on the bed, silent.

She couldn't believe that the person in front of her was the arrogant and short-looking cheap mother who would leave her in such a quiet way, she hadn't told her yet, her real daughter had already left her, and now standing in front of her was Xu Han, who had changed her core. But now, even if she wanted to, she could no longer hear, she could no longer put on a look of surprise or anger, and she would have preferred that she could stand up and beat herself, and ask herself why she had taken her daughter's body!

"Miss, it's time for the handsome to go." Xiao Lu's voice was hoarse, it was hoarse from crying.

Xu Han didn't hear it, and she was still standing next to the originally tall and strong body, but now, she had turned into a cold and stiff corpse.

"Miss!" Xiao Lu saw that she was expressionless, sitting there motionless, and couldn't help but push, but those red and swollen eyes couldn't shed tears anymore.

There was a sound of footsteps approaching behind him, and Xiao Lu turned around to salute, but he raised his hand to stop him.

He looked at the figure who seemed to have lost his soul distressedly, his hand gently rested on her shoulder, looked down at the person with closed eyes and a gray face, and said in a low voice: "The current plan is to let Xu Hou enter the earth as soon as possible, this hatred, we will make Lu Guo double the return!" ”

A hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Xu Liuzhou's body was finally buried. After the funeral, Xu Han locked himself in the study for three days.

On the third night, she walked out of the study, exhausted, and her peach blossom eyes, which were always smiling, were as heavy as the sea, and there was a half-bright and half-extinguished light in them.

Outside the door, the thin figure was waiting for her.

Seeing her walk out of the study, the hanging heart slowly let go. He sighed softly, stepped closer, and took her thin hand, weak and boneless, and cold.

"I asked someone to prepare some white porridge, let's drink some first."

Xu Han was sad and joyless, nodded expressionlessly, she handed him a stack of papers in her hand, and as soon as she spoke, her voice was hoarse: "This is what I came up with these days, I want to enter the barracks, you arrange it for me." ”

Thank? took it from her hand, didn't look at it, only said to her: "Eat something first, if there is anything, we will discuss it later." ”

Sitting at the table, thanks? Silently watched her swallow the tasteless white porridge, it had been three days, this was the first time she had eaten, she couldn't eat, she could only drink some liquid porridge. He watched her slowly drink bowl after bowl, and after five bowls, he saw her pick up the bowl and add more, he stopped her and said, "I'll eat it later." ”

Xu Han did not refuse, obediently put down the bowl in his hand, obediently picked up the water, rinsed his mouth, and slowly poured the water to drink. He watched her without blinking, doing these things without saying a word.

After the next person spilled the food on the table, he spoke: "I have people prepare hot water, you can freshen up first." ”

Since coming to Dayan, Xu Han has not let others wait for him to freshen up, such a habit, thanks? Naturally, I have known it for a long time. But today he was not at ease. After the hot water was ready, he asked someone to bring a screen and quietly guard her through the screen.

He looked at the things she had given him, his face flashing with surprise, and his eyes had a hint of heat, but the more he looked back, the more he felt sorry for her. If she wasn't cornered, why would she do these things? Obviously, she can be a free woman for the rest of her life.

I don't know how long it took, thanks? Seeing that there was no movement on the other side of the screen, he was shocked, and hurriedly got up and walked around, but saw that Xu Han had already fallen asleep on the edge of the barrel.

He didn't care about anything else, took off the shirt from the screen, and picked her up. Facing her unsheltered, he didn't have a trace of thought. After putting her on the bed and covering the quilt, he was about to withdraw his hand when he was grabbed by the person who was asleep on the bed. He grabbed the boneless worm and sat down on the edge of the bed.

His brows were tightly furrowed, his lips were tightly closed, as if he had a thousand words, but he could not say a word, and he stretched out his other hand in distress to caress the pale cheek.

He had experienced such pain before. With such an unforgettable pain, he never wanted to try again. Providence made people, Xu Liuzhou's life was bright and upright, and in the end, he did not die on the battlefield, but died in the poisonous hands of the Lu people.

"Don't worry, with me, I won't make you sad again." Thank? He spat out a low sentence, leaned down, and imprinted a mouthful on her forehead.

That night, he hugged her tightly in his arms, and she clung to his shirt, so pitiful and helpless, like a pair of geese, clinging to each other, life and death together.

At this time, in the dragon tent of Lu State, the king of Lu State was feasting his ministers.

After Bazana hurriedly returned to Lu from Yan, she received the news of Xu Liuzhou's death. Her face was suddenly full of shock, such a person who made the whole country of Lu frightened died quietly like this? Obviously, she only met her daughter a few days ago, and a few days back, she was still commanding the Yanguo soldiers to fight against herself in Wuzhou, Yanguo!

"Eighth Princess, are you back?" Giller, the left minister, patted her on the shoulder, interrupting Bazana's thoughts.

Mu Qiao beside Zuo Xiang laughed, picked up the big bowl on the table, raised his head and drank it all, and said loudly: "The eighth princess must be regretting that she didn't bring back the third prince of Yanguo!" ”

As soon as her words fell, the people in the room burst into laughter.

Lu Guoren is bold and likes to joke, Bazana naturally didn't take it to heart, just glanced at Mu Qiaoyi, silently picked up the wine bowl and drank it up.

Giller took in her expression, she simply sat down beside her, and said to the other people who were looking at her: "It's just a son, will the eighth prince have anything to do?" As for so much heart? ”

At this time, the sixth princess Santa glanced at her and snorted: "I heard that the third prince of Yan is a difficult person to handle, and it is said that he is still the regent of Yan Kingdom!" The eighth sister wants to marry someone, but the emperor of Yanguo may not agree! ”

Mu Qiao was stunned when he heard this, put the big bowl in his hand heavily, and snorted: "What kind of regent, what kind of politics does a son know?" It must be that the little emperor of Yan is afraid, so he can seal it casually! I think it's good for the eighth princess to marry back, let Yan Guo see that their high-ranking regent is being played by our eighth princess like this! It's relieving to think about it, hahaha-"

At this time, Bazana slammed the bowl in her hand, and there was a crisp sound of "popping", and the whole big tent was suddenly silent. Everyone looked up at her.

Bazana had a gloomy face, stood up and said quietly to the monarch of Lu Guoguo, who had been watching the play: "Father, my daughter is tired, go back and rest first." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the person above to respond, she raised her feet and left the dragon tent.