There was only half a piece of the blood letter, and she only saw these contents.

But she knew that her father died in that battle, Chu Yihan didn't save him, he died!

Whether Chu Yihan told her, or she was instilled by others since she was a child, her father died for the country and did his best, he is the hero of Tanglin!

But who would have thought that this hero died from the abandonment of the coach?

Chu Yihan didn't save him...... Did he save him?

If he was saved, how could he die?

He died, was it because Chu Yihan didn't send troops to save him?

Su Yuetong thought about this series of complicated questions for a whole night, she only hated that she was young at the time, and she couldn't know the major events in the army and the things on the battlefield.

She must ask clearly, she raised her head and looked at Chu Yihan, "Lord Wang, in the big war five years ago, did you receive a letter from my father?" ”

Chu Yihan frowned slightly, "I am the coach, he is a pioneer, naturally there are a lot of letters to exchange, why do you suddenly ask this?" ”

Su Yuetong smiled, the smile on the corner of her lips was very cold, "My mother gave me my father's relics as a dowry, I saw my father's handwriting, and I just remembered it." ”

But this is not the focus of Su Yuetong's expression, she wants to ask Chu Yihan, "Before Daddy died, did he ever write a letter to the prince?" ”

Chu Yihan nodded, "He wrote it, it's a blood letter." ”

Su Yuetong trembled, and the whole person was like a dying fish, so she sentenced herself to death.

She didn't want to continue asking, she held the box in her arms hard, and the five flavors in her heart were indescribable.

She didn't want to ask any more, she was so scared......

"Is there anything mentioned in your father's letters?" Chu Yihan saw that she had been holding a box tonight, and he was a little puzzled.

But when he wanted to tell her something, she didn't want to hear it anymore.

She stood up with the box in her arms, her extremely beautiful face full of indifference, "I'm tired and want to rest." ”

Before Chu Yihan could say a good word, Su Yuetong got up with the box and walked to the edge of the soft collapse, she slept on the soft collapse, and lowered the bead curtain.

Chu Yihan came to hug her and wanted her to go to bed to sleep, but she pushed her away, her eyes were full of resistance, "I just want to sleep here, the prince will rest by himself." ”

Tonight is not the night of candles in her cave room, she can't sleep in the same bed with Chu Yihan and do what husband and wife should do!

As long as she thinks of the blood book and the tragic death of her father, she can't be at peace for a moment!

And as soon as Chu Yihan approached her, her heart trembled!

Tremble violently!

Chu Yihan watched her curl up on the soft collapse, distressed and helpless, as soon as he approached, she began to hide, he wanted to touch her, but she waved away, she resisted him very much.

Although he didn't know what was born, whether it was Su Dingheng's relics, or something else, he always felt sorry for her.

She slept on the soft collapse this night, he leaned on the table next to the soft collapse and looked at her, she was cold, he added a quilt to her, she couldn't sleep well, he didn't make a sound at all, even breathed gently, for fear of disturbing her.

The night was unstable, and that was it.

The pair of dragon and phoenix candles on the table burned out overnight, and under the first rays of sunlight in the morning, the wick was broken, heralding the beginning of a beautiful day for the newlyweds.

Last night was a wonderful night, except for the fierce and abnormal Xiangyang Palace, in this Cold Palace, Wei Zeyan ate the supper sent by Cailing, and patrolled for half a night before it was completely digested.