Pan Quan's side had just arranged everything to send his mother away, and Chen Xun came to report that his wife had arrived, and he was waiting to see him in the handsome tent.

He regained his mind a little and walked towards the tent.

The east gradually turned white, and the long night was about to pass.

With only a dozen steps left from the tent, Pan stood on his feet. There were candlelight and lights in the tent at this time, and I could vaguely see two figures, a man and a woman, standing opposite each other, holding hands with each other, not knowing what they were saying.

Such a situation used to be common at home. But after today, it is a shrike Feiyan, and there is no other side. Thinking of this, Pan Chuan didn't want to go forward more and more, and only hoped that he could keep this eye in his heart and turn it into eternity.

"Shizi," after a while, Chen Xun carefully reminded: "It's almost time." ”

Pan nodded and took another step.

As soon as the curtain moved, Mrs. Wen heard the sound, and turned her head to look, almost at the same time that her gaze fell on Pan Quan's body, the tears she had endured for several days surged out without warning.

"Son!" Mrs. Wen threw herself into her son's arms, crying silently.

Pan Chuan has never seen this side of his mother.

In his memory, his mother was the strongest woman in the world, and she had never been timid when she had helped her father settle her plans over the years. Even when the two kings competed for the throne and their family and uncle fought for life and death, even if his father showed fear, his mother was always so calm.

Since childhood, Pan Chuan has always felt that his mother is the real mountain in the family, and as long as she is still there, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome.

But now, the mountain in his heart threw himself into his arms and cried bitterly - probably his mother also knew that this was the last face of our mother and son in this life, he thought silently while patting his mother's back.

"Don't worry, Auntie, my son is here." His brow furrowed, but his tone was very gentle: "Everything will be fine." ”

Mrs. Wen shook her head.

After a long time, she broke away from her son's embrace, held his face, and traced it with her eyes: "Son...... Let my mother take a good look at you again......" She reached out and stroked Pan Quan's brows, but she didn't seem to be able to soothe it, "My son, it's not good for my mother, it's all my mother's fault, if my mother could have noticed Pan Ruohui's dislike earlier, if my mother could ......"

Mrs. Wen sighed bitterly, retracted her gaze, lowered her head guiltily, and beat her heart and said, "My child, my mother is sorry for you, sorry for your father, sorry for Pan!" ”

At this time, Pan Xian came from behind her and stopped her from waving her hand.

Pan Cheng said: "Ah Niang's words are wrong, serving your parents and protecting the safety of your two elders is the responsibility of the son, and it is the son's fault that you and your father are in such a situation." As he spoke, he suddenly knelt down, leaned over and bowed, "Parents are above, please accept the unfilial son three times!" ”

Mrs. Wen unconsciously wanted to help, but was stopped by Pan Xian.

It wasn't until Pan Xian finished giving the gift that Pan Xian stepped forward and helped him up with his own hands.

"Good boy, good boy......" The father and son hugged each other, Pan Xian beat his son's back hard, in order not to let the tears fall, he looked straight ahead, and his eyes didn't dare to blink.

At this moment, Pan Cheng presumptuously let sadness prevail in his heart. He thought that for a while, he would be sad for a while, and after this time, he would be strong again, send his mother to escape, and die with his father.

At this moment, he even wanted to cry.

However, before his tears could flow, he suddenly heard his father's deep voice ringing in his ears, and said to himself: "In the future, you will be the only one left, remember the words of your father, if you are really filial, live well, don't make your father and mother feel uneasy." ”

Before he could fully react to the meaning of these words, Pan Quan's intuition was wrong, and his eyebrows tightened a little: "Father-"

He was about to break free from his father's embrace and ask him what he meant, but before he could finish shouting 'father', Pan Xian slammed a knife down on his neck.

Falling into a coma, Pan Quan figured out what his father meant.

"No ......"

The faint voice disappeared, and the tent fell silent, Pan Xian helped him to the side of the chair, glanced sideways at Mrs. Wen, nodded his head, and then shouted outward: "Chen Xun! ”

"The subordinates are here!" Chen Xun said as he entered the tent, and when he saw the prince sleeping on the side, he was stunned: "This ......"

Mrs. Wen wiped away her tears, straightened her posture, and stepped forward proudly and ordered: "Take good care of your master, go as far as you can, don't look back!" After a pause, she shouted: "Did you hear clearly!" ”

Chen Xun recovered from the monstrous horror and looked at the two people in front of him in a daze.

He heard Madame's instructions clearly, and he also understood the situation in front of him.

The prince and his wife let themselves escape with the prince - this reversal made him happy, but when he calmed down, he looked at the son, but he didn't dare to rejoice.

What will happen when the son wakes up? What should I do?

Countless worries swept in, but the current situation did not allow him to think too much.

"Subordinate......" He nodded, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Subordinate, take orders!" ”

"Chen Xun, take care of him, let him live, let him ......" Pan Xian slowly took a breath, "Let him learn a lesson, no matter what he does in the future, don't underestimate the enemy and don't be anxious." ”

The Duke and Mrs. Guanjun clasped their hands, paused, and then said: "Chen Xun, tell him that no matter what he wants to do, for his father and mother, there is no objection, as long as he fulfills our wishes and lives well, we only hope that he will get his wish for the rest of his life, and besides, there is nothing more." ”

Chen Xun took the words of the county prince to heart, gritted his teeth and responded one by one. He picked up the prince, walked to the front of the tent, and said word by word: "County lord, lady, take care." ”

The carriage and horse carried Pan Cheng and Xiao Yun, and under the escort of Chen Xun and the ten dead soldiers, they gradually distanced themselves from the camp.

At dawn, the sound of swords sounded in Pan's big tent, and when the noise subsided, it was replaced by the sad voice of the prince and his wife of Guan County.

"His Royal Highness the King of Chu! General! In the Liang army's tent, the scout came to report: "His Royal Highness Qiqi, the general, the camp of the Pan family was attacked, and the prince of Guan County, Pan Quan, was assassinated, and his soul has returned to the western sky!" ”

"Pan is dead?!" Qin Libei threw the military book in his hand, and Huo Ran got up, "Is the news confirmed?" ”

The scout said, "Correct! There was a lot of commotion on the other side, and I couldn't hide it if I wanted to! ”

Hearing this, Xiao Di suddenly smiled lightly.

Qin Libei frowned and looked at him, then heard him pick his tone and ask, "'Want to hide'?" ”

Qin Libei's heart moved, "Your Highness's words ......"

Xiao Di was not in a hurry to speak, waved his hand, and sent the scout back.

"General, victory or defeat has been decided, Pan Quan's death, what is there to hide?" He smiled lightly: "On the contrary, if he is alive, the great sin of the Nine Clans awaits him, and sooner or later he will die." ”

When Qin Libei heard him say this, he immediately understood, "Your Highness means that the Pan family is born after death, and Pan is ...... Suspended animation? ”

Xiao Di raised his eyebrows, "This king didn't say this. It's just that the general analyzes the pros and cons. Immediately, he got up and walked to the side, picked up the military book that was thrown away by Qin Libei, and read it with interest.

Qin Libei's face was gloomy and he frowned slowly.

In three or two days, the news that Pan's camp was attacked and the son Pan Quan's death on the spot has spread all over the mountains and rivers.

Pan Xian and his wife withstood the crisis of defeat and held a funeral for their beloved son in Changzhi City.

At night, everyone dispersed, and in the 'mourning hall', Pan Xian stood in front of the coffin and looked at Pan's 'tablet' in a daze.

It wasn't until a cool breeze hit behind him and woke him up that he came back to his senses, turned around and looked out the door, only to see Mrs. Wen sitting alone on the steps, looking at the sky and the south.

A touch of pity appeared in Pan Xian's eyes, and he stepped forward and sat down beside her.

"It's cold, don't sit in the wind."

Mrs. Wen glanced at him, a faint smile spread across her face, and then tilted her head and rested on his shoulder.

Pan Xian hugged her and rubbed it on her shoulder, as if hoping that this little movement would make her warmer.

The night is clear, and the stars and the moon are shining.

After sitting silently for a long time, Pan Xian suddenly asked for no reason, "Madame, do you blame me?" ”

Mrs. Wen was stunned for a moment, and then after pondering, she understood what her husband was referring to.

She sighed and said, "What are these words?" Designing this assassination and secretly sending my son to escape, this is what I meant, my husband and I are both parents, and we love our son the same, how can I blame you for this? ”

After a pause, her voice was quieter, and she said softly: "It's you, husband, can you blame me for not keeping my promise?" ”

"Huh?" This time, Pan Xian was puzzled, "Which one?" ”

Mrs. Wen said slowly: "When I married you, I promised you to the Xuguo Mansion that I would help you in the future, step by step past your domineering brother-in-law, and trample all his pride and gold under my feet, I promised to help you become the first person of the Wangchen Pan family." ”

Pan Xian smiled.

"I remember." He looked at her and bowed solemnly, with gratitude in his eyes: "Madam, you have done it too." Xu Guogong has long been deposed, and all men in the vein have been extinct, Pan admonished...... I can't even remember what he looked like. ”

It's strange to say, a person who hated like that at the beginning, only a few years? Decade? If you can't remember, you can't remember.

Mrs. Wen said: "But I failed my promise later. ”

She straightened up and looked at Pan Xian ashamedly: "Husband, if I hadn't been encouraging you to go further and go further, if I had been in an alliance with the Kui clan at that time, I could have advised you to be more cautious, maybe we wouldn't have ......."

Pan Xian shook his head and interrupted her.

He said: "My wife and I have been like-minded all our lives, your mind is also my mind, even without you, I am destined to come this far." ”

"You want to know 'maybe'? Then let me tell you, without you, I still disobey Pan Jie, hate him for not treating me as a person, hate him for bullying me from childhood to adulthood, without you, I will still do my best to be his enemy, the difference is that I am alone on this road, it is very likely that Pan Jie's is still Xu Guogong, and it is very likely that today's country will be different...... It is very likely that I have already been defeated by him, let alone look forward to the supreme ministers over the years. ”

Mrs. Wen burst into tears, and her heart surged: "In your heart, don't you blame me for half a point?" ”

Pan Xian smiled and took her into his arms again.

"Madam, the truth is—" Looking south, he said, "You and I are sorry for the Pan family, but you are always worthy of me." ”