Shen Yizhi spoke, his voice empty: "Brother Xiao, I don't blame you." Xue Ting can have a brother like you in this life, no loss. I'm not familiar with the people here, so I'll leave it to Brother Xiao for what happened to him. ”

"I'll do it!" Xiao Xiong stood up and strode out, the cold wind around him.

"Princess......" Doctor Wen looked at Shen Yizhi with worried eyes.

"Doctor Wen, I'm fine. If someone comes later, please ask Dr. Wen to help entertain you. I'll go in and spend a little more time with Xue Ting. ”

Shen Yizhi showed a faint smile at him, turned around and entered the house.

Her smile was tantamount to a forced smile in the eyes of Doctor Wen.

As everyone knows, Shen Yizhi just turned around and showed a relieved expression.

The more Gu Xueting's friends grieved, the more she felt guilty, but in order to make this fake death scene realistic and able to hide from the people behind her, she had to hide it from them and continue to act.

The news of Gu Xueting's death spread in the army, and the soldiers were in disbelief, and their first reaction was, how could this be possible?

In their hearts, Gu Xueting is a god-like existence, he is invincible, even in the face of difficult battles, he can lead them to victory. Even if he was injured, he would be able to appear in front of them the next day in good spirits.

This makes them often subconsciously ignore that he is actually a human being, and he is also flesh and blood, and he can also be injured...... Or even death.

It wasn't until the mourning hall was built and the soldiers came to mourn and saw with their own eyes the motionless and silent person lying in the ice coffin that they really believed that Gu Xueting was really dead.

and they were separated from heaven and man forever.

Many people burst into tears on the spot.

Kowtowing in front of the ice coffin and banging.

Shen Yizhi seriously played the image of a surviving person, kneeling silently in front of the brazier like stagnant water, mechanically adding paper money to it.

"Princess's Day mourning."

"The princess is so pitiful......"

"It's been less than a month since the prince and the princess got married, this is really ......"

Sighing, pity, comfort, all kinds of voices came into his ears, Shen Yizhi was sad to numbness on his face, but his heart was ...... I kind of want to laugh.

Xiao Xiong was still afraid that she would do something stupid, so he specially ordered his own soldiers to go to Suiyang City, pick up his wife, and let her accompany her.

When Mrs. Xiao came, she was plain and clean, and after entering the mourning hall, she gave incense to the people in the coffin, and then accompanied Shen Yizhi.

She took her hand, took the person into her arms, and patted her back, "Brother and sister, cry out, don't hold it in your heart." ”

True grief often can't be cried, but only when crying comes out, people's emotions can be vented.

It snowed heavily for a day, covering the entire northern frontier in pure white.

The next day, Gu Xueting's coffin was carried into the high platform of the training ground.

Below, all the officers and men of the mountain navy were solemnly arranged in a military formation, standing silently in the snow with weapons in hand, allowing the wind and snow to invade.

Loud voice.

There was silence all around.

Shen Yizhi heard the sorrow in their hearts.

The sad voice converged into a torrent, mourning for the undead of "Gu Xueting".

In the evening, Shen Yizhi walked up to the high platform and bowed deeply to the soldiers.

Because of her movements, there was a small commotion in the originally well-organized military formation, and many people subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

After a long time, Shen Yizhi straightened up and left step by step.

In the wind and snow, her back is so thin and thin, it seems that she will fall down at any time.

However, until she was out of sight, she stood strong.

Xiao Xiong glanced at his wife, and Mrs. Xiao immediately understood and followed.

After three days of rest, Gu Xueting's coffin was buried and buried in Tianling Mountain.

After coming back, Shen Yizhi locked himself in the room and saw no one.

Mrs. Xiao was so worried that she could only look through the window from time to time to make sure that she had not done anything stupid.

In the barracks, in a separate wooden house.

This is the residence of a lieutenant general.

At this moment, the invisible Gu Xueting was standing on the roof, and his divine sense shrouded the people in the room.

The severed arrow taken out of his body had the breath of the archer on it, and the tracer could follow the breath on it to find it, and he followed the tracer all the way over.

The people in the house were undoubtedly the ones who shot cold arrows at him.

It's just that he is just the last implementer, and he is not the real mastermind behind the scenes.

In the room, the adjutant general had no idea that he was under surveillance and was writing a letter at his desk.

It was nothing more than telling the person who instructed him that Gu Xueting was dead and the task was completed.

In the past few days, Xiao Xiong has been tracking down the murderer everywhere like a mad dog, and he has to be careful not to expose himself, and he has no time to spread the news until today.

He finished writing the letter and was about to roll it up and stuff it into the bamboo tube, when he suddenly smelled a subtle sweet fragrance.

Where does this scent come from?

With such a question in his mind, he lost consciousness, his eyes glazed over, and he stared blankly ahead.

That incense is an ecstasy incense that can confuse people's minds and reveal the secrets of their hearts.

Gu Xueting revealed his figure in front of him, "Who is the person who directs you behind your back?" ”

*

In the wooden house, Shen Yizhi was lying on the bed, looking at the roof with empty eyes, tears sliding silently, and the pillow towel was wet.

Mrs. Xiao came in with a food box, and sighed heavily in her heart when she saw this.

"Brother and sister, let's eat a little. If you don't eat or drink like this, you will have to boil down sooner or later, and they are still pointing at you. ”

Mrs. Xiao knew from her husband that although Shen Yizhi and Gu Xueting had only been married for a month, they already had two four-year-old children, Qingbao and Yuanbao.

She is also a mother, thinking about using the child as the starting point, Shen Yizhi will always listen to it.

Sure enough, when she heard the word Qingbao, her eyes became a little lively, she sat up from the bed, and took the bowl from Mrs. Xiao's hand, "Thank you, sister-in-law." ”

I didn't open my mouth for a long time, and when I spoke, my voice seemed to be glued, and the voice I made was hoarse.

Mrs. Xiao stroked her hair: "Thank you, you don't have to see your sister-in-law." ”

Shen Yizhi only took a sip of porridge, and then he noticed that Gu Xueting had come in, and continued to eat quietly.

Gu Xueting leaned against the cabinet on the side, watching her with interest and showing a look of sadness rather than death.

His existence obviously brought a great test to Shen Yizhi's acting skills, just like an actor who is acting and his family is visiting the class, and that feeling is shameful and awkward.

She sped up to finish the porridge.

Mrs. Xiao was very pleased, "Eat another bowl, you see that you are thin, it is really distressing." ”

Shen Yizhi shook his head, "Sister-in-law, I'm full." ”

"Alright then, you have a good rest, I won't bother you." Mrs. Xiao went out with the food box.

As soon as the door closed, Shen Yizhi fell into someone's arms.

"I never knew that Zhizhi was so good at acting." The joking voice rang in her ears, and the heat sprayed into her cochlea.

Shen Yizhi glanced at him, "Hmph, it's not forced out yet." Did the man confess? ”