Zhu Luan looked sideways, only to see Zhu Rong holding her hand tightly and bowing his head and smiling at her.

The young man's figure was more than a head taller than Miss Zhu Jiu, and he bent slightly in order to be able to look at her eyes.

"It's over, Ninth Sister." There is relief, emotion and unwillingness in his eyes, and all kinds of emotions are mixed together, which is very complicated.

Zhu Luan looked at the young man's eyes and did not break free of his hand.

It was a long day and a night.

Even if you have lived for three lifetimes, it is rare to see such a day and a night of ups and downs.

Of course, she also understands that for this teenager, there is not only one day and one night.

The darkness that filled his life for fifteen years also came to a temporary end.

"Well, it's over." Zhu Luan responded.

The bow slipped from her palm, and she glanced at Zhu Kuan's corpse on the ground, and slightly stroked her chest with the hand that had once held the bow.

"He's dead. Are you happy? She whispered.

The girl who died in the fire, has her hatred been lessened a bit?

No one answered, and her voice vanished into the dim light like smoke.

A black-armored cavalryman riding a tall red horse came to them.

The burly cavalryman dismounted, took off his helmet, and revealed a face full of scars, he looked to be in his early thirties, his eyes were resolute, and his breath was solemn.

"This is Young Master Zhu, the great-grandson of the old prince, right?"

Zhu Rong nodded.

The cavalry general took out a golden object from his arms, glanced at Duan Haochu not far away, and after the other party nodded, he put it in Zhu Rong's palm.

"The seventeenth cavalry of the Huangshan battalion was ordered to come to the rescue, and now the order has been completed, and the tiger talisman has returned to its original owner."

The token lying in the palm of Zhu Rong's hand was shining gold, in the shape of a tiger, only half of it, and it was engraved with seal characters.

The people around him gasped.

It's actually a tiger talisman!

Zhu Rong looked at Old Lady Bai hesitantly.

"This is something left by your grandfather," Mrs. Bai walked over step by step with a dragon's head cane, "Before I could hand it over to your father, your father was gone." ”

There were tears flashing in the eyes of the old lady Bai.

"I can put it in your hands in this life and this life, and one day when I get below, I can also explain it to my old man." The old man said.

Zhu Rong stroked the tiger talisman in his hand without hesitation, solemnly put it in his arms, and then saluted the cavalry general, his movements were smooth, neither humble nor arrogant.

Old Mrs. Bai looked at her great-grandson's immature face and showed relief.

Even in front of the strong man, the young man still stood straight, and the expression on his face was calm and unflustered.

There was no excuse, no doubt, no getting carried away, and calmly accepted the inheritance, which was still heavy for the young man.

Who would have thought that this young man's life so far has been spent underground, living a life of not seeing the light of day and not seeing the living. After countless times on the line of life and death, now I can finally stand here proudly, after experiencing the baptism of flesh and blood, I can still treat people so calmly and calmly.

Don't ask, don't complain, don't say much.

This ability to calm and adjust mentally is not something that ordinary children can have.

The general on the opposite side nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, it is worthy of being the descendants of the Zhu family, and there is a father's style." ”

"The general has won the prize." Zhu Rong replied with a smile, "Thank you for this help," he glanced at the officers and soldiers who were living or dying not far away, "Next, I have to bother the generals, if there is a living mouth, I hope to be able to force out the main purpose and purpose of this matter from their mouths." ”

The Blackarmor General nodded.

His face turned solemn, "I will do my best here." Then he waved his hand at the black-armored cavalry behind him, and the cavalry dismounted to clean up the battlefield.

The strong smell of blood enveloped the entire Shou'an Hall, and many palace maids and recruits retched in horror.

Zhu Rong still stood in place, did not look away, and looked seriously.

The look of the black-armored general was even more satisfied, showing admiration.

In the face of such a large number of corpses, it can still be so calm, and generally only veterans who have been on the battlefield for a long time can have such a state. This young boy can be so pampered and not shocked at a young age, and the future must be limitless.

But the black-armored general thought about it and laughed again.

He will be the future Duke of England.

It's limitless.

But......

A little out of place with the high-spirited young man in front of him, his right hand has been holding a girl's hand.

Only when he took the tiger talisman he let go briefly, and after putting the tiger talisman in his arms, he pulled it back on.

This girl......

Is he actually a cultivator?

The black-armored general looked Zhu Luan up and down, remembering that she had just shot down the dagger in Yu Sue's hand with an arrow, although Yu Sue finally took poison and died, but this decisiveness and archery skills were also quite different.

The black armor general took his eyes off Zhu Luan, saw Princess Jinyang behind Zhu Luan, and immediately stepped forward and knelt on one knee.

"Your Highness, the end will be too late, please forgive your sins."

"Come on." Princess Jinyang waved her hand, "You're not here for me." ”

The black armor general smiled helplessly, "The military order is like iron, it is really ......"

"I know, needless to say." Princess Jinyang said disappreciatively.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Xie is compassionate." The general gave a military salute, and then commanded the soldiers to clean up the battlefield.

……

……

The night is getting darker, and the British mansion, which has experienced a cruel baptism during the day, is brightly lit.

In front of Shou'an Hall, all the corpses that had been piled up have been removed, and the maids and the little servants are splashing clean water over and over again to wash the blood stains on the ground.

All kinds of flowers and plants were cut to pieces, the houses on the ground were riddled with feathered arrows, and the windows and doors were pierced to look like honeycombs.

As a last resort, Zhu Rong and the others returned to the underground secret room.

"I didn't expect that on the first night of the cure, I still had to sleep here." The little boy sat on the round stool next to the bed and said with a grin.

"Well, it's good to get used to it, it's quiet." Zhu Luan sat on the bed and replied lightly.

"Hey, it's late, why are you still here?" Yuying stood aside and crossed her waist, and said with a fierce eye.

"I'm happy," Zhu Rong replied casually, and told Zhu Luan about the new things he saw on the ground.

Zhu Luan leaned on the bed, his eyelashes drooped, and slowly breathed, trying to repair his body that had suffered a lot of vitality.

She still slept on Zhu Rong's bed tonight, the sheets and quilts that were originally stained with blood had been taken away and replaced with brand new bedding, and the refreshing fragrance made people very comfortable.

Princess Jinyang had already returned to the Duan Mansion with the Duan brothers, and only the sound of this little teenager chirping was left in her ears.

It's a bit premature, but she's not very annoying.

reminded her of what Run'er looked like when she was a child.

The cruelty and irritability of the first sight are gone, and now the teenager has been reborn, looking handsome and radiant.

Even a dragonfly flying in front of his eyes can be said to be very interesting, for him who lives underground all year round, everything on the ground is so fresh and beautiful.

Zhu Luan leaned on the bed and listened, occasionally responding, but most of the time it was the teenager babbling.

Just when Zhu Rong was enthusiastically telling Zhu Luan about the soldiers and generals he had encountered, the girl's even breathing reached his ears.

He raised his head and saw that Zhu Luan had fallen asleep on the pillow at some point.

"Look, it's all you saying these boring things, and the young lady is asleep." Yuying complained in a small voice on the side.

Zhu Rong smiled slightly and did not refute, staring at the girl's quiet sleeping face.

It looks like I'm really tired.

She was the strongest woman he had ever seen, and after a whole day and a night, she had gone through countless robberies, and she had led them through, and everyone's spirits had never relaxed from morning to night, especially her.

Without this girl, I don't know how many times I would have died.

Zhu Rong thought in his heart, stood up and walked to Zhu Luan's bedside and bent down.

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