Zhuo Yunfan and the others went straight to the embankment cemetery, and saw a person sitting in front of the grave of the family of three from a distance, burning paper money one by one.

When he got closer, he saw that the person was Wen Mu, Rose's guard.

"Lord Zhuo...... Zhixian... My lord? Wen Mu wasn't sure if the beautiful man in front of him was the old Zhixian before, looking at the contours of his eyebrows and eyes, but he was much younger and better looking than Lao Zhixian.

"What, stunned by my handsomeness?" Xu Qingyuan has no skin and no face, and he doesn't look like Lao Zhixian at all.

"Childe, I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person." Wen Mu hurriedly admitted his mistake.

Lao Zhixian is such a cute little old man, but he is not so conspicuous as this son.

"Young Master Wen, this is?" Xu Qingyuan pointed to the brazier on the ground.

Now that Princess Annan's army is pressing, is it appropriate for you to run here as a Princess Annan guard? Aren't you afraid that the Dream Army will tear you down?

"You know me?" Wen Mu looked confused, "The princess asked me to look at this tombstone, if it is like other white bones, one day it will appear, whether it is my prince and prince, it can be regarded as a result." ”

"I said hello to General Mo, and he sent me a soldier."

Wen Mu called the little soldier to come over, the little soldier is from the Mengjia Army, and everyone is familiar with it.

"My princess doesn't want to fight, but my uncle, aunt and brother are missing in your country, and I always have to show something to convince the people."

Thinking about that little girl, who is so young, has to lead troops to fight, which is really distressing.

"With the friendship of gnawing pickled radishes together, you can stay here with peace of mind, no matter what the result is, it will not embarrass you."

Xu Qingyuan patted Wen Mu's shoulder as before.

"Are you really an old magistrate?" Wen Mu is still not sure, how can he meet again, and people will become better-looking?

"Am I old? Do you see how old I am? Xu Qingyuan glanced at Wen Mu, who couldn't speak as before.

"Not old, not old, Lord Zhixian, you look like Pan An, the jade tree is in the wind, and the demeanor is graceful...... It's pretty good. Wen Mu hurriedly patted his ass.

Before in the embankment, the princess was sick, and the old magistrate was busy before and after, and he was looking for a military doctor, and he was sending food, the princess liked to eat the pickled radish of the old magistrate, and the magistrate also specially sent someone back to the county to get a jar.

Xu Qingyuan was happy in his heart.

Seeing that Xu Qingyuan was almost stunned, Zhuo Yunfan introduced Wen Mu and the two princesses.

"I also recently learned that my little uncle also disappeared in this area twenty years ago, and they are also a family of three, and the adopted son is also that age."

In order to deceive Lao Zhixian, Princess Yunjin was already married, and Ning An did not let Lao Zhixian know about it, only said that Ning Lu was the uncle of Zhuo Yunfan and the little princess.

"Today, I brought my little sister here to see if the white bones can manifest."

Wen Mu had ready-made incense and paper money, and Zhuo Yunfan led everyone to incense and burn paper for every grave in the cemetery.

Finally, in front of the tomb of a family of three, Zhuo Yunfan and Ning An solemnly knelt down, offered incense, and kowtowed.

Whether it is Uncle Xiao or the idle king inside, this kneeling can stand it.

Ning An and Zhuo Yunfan were burning paper while chattering with the people in the tomb.

Speaking of finding the orphan of the little uncle, now it is slim, and the stone tablets on the left and right sides of the tomb shattered into two piles of stones with a snap.

Even Zhuo Yunfan and Xu Qingyuan, who had seen the vision twice, were taken aback. Not to mention the others, they were all scared stupid, if it weren't for the weakness of his legs, Second Brother Jin would have run away.

I've heard people say it before, but when I hear and see it, it's a very different feeling.

Everyone has eight or nine points in their hearts: this tomb is not the prince and the prince of Annan, but the Ning Lu family.

Yun Jin was also frightened, and held Ning An in his arms and kept comforting him.

Zhuo Yunfan kowtowed three times again, and promised the little uncle that he would find out the truth, find the idle king, and take care of the orphans of the uncle.

Lao Zhixian looked at Princess Yunjin holding Ning An's distressed and worried look, and his heart also hurt, but he couldn't express it, and his heart was not a good feeling.

Wen Mu looked at the two piles of rocks, and he didn't feel happy in his heart. Even if the tomb is not the idle king and the crown prince, the princess's hairpin is there, they may have died for the three idle kings, so who wants the life of the idle king, and where is the idle king?

Although he imagined countless scenarios of his parents' deaths, Ning An still refused to believe that the matter was really in front of him.

It's just that two tablets were broken, and it can't prove that it is his father and mother, but Ning An himself doesn't believe this kind of self-deception.

She shrunk into her aunt's arms, secretly looked at the lonely grave, and the lonely monument that remained in front of the grave, and the last bit of hope in her heart was extinguished.

There was a rapid sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and from a distance, wearing a yellow shirt, there was no doubt about the Feng family.

Zhuo Yunfan carried Ning An into the carriage and instructed Fufeng Xiliu to send the two princesses back to the county government first.

When Second Brother Jin sat in the carriage, his legs were still weak.

The two horses galloped to the front, and Feng Changle and Shi Ningyu turned over and dismounted.

Looking at the large grave in front of him, the faces of the two young men who were usually chattering showed a rare seriousness.

The two of them bowed three times to the cemetery. Then I met two adults.

Not surprisingly, the appearance of Lao Zhixian was circled.

"Lord Zhuo, my brother sent me and my lord to southern Xinjiang."

"We'll go and see General Moqing and set off."

"Young Master Wen, I will take care of you here, and I will discuss the details with the princess in detail."

When Wen Mu saw Feng Changle for the first time, he was hiding back, not wanting to be noticed by Feng Changle, but the sky did not follow people's wishes.

As soon as Wen Mu spoke, Feng Changle's sword was on his neck.

"It's you." It's an affirmative tone, not a question.

Feng Changle still remembers that day, the voice of the man in the rain.

"It's me." Wen Mu simply admitted.

He didn't want to be discovered, because he didn't want to cause trouble at this time, but since he was discovered, he didn't coax it.

"Can that medicine really save your emperor?"

"The national teacher said yes."

"Okay, I got it." Feng Changle's wrist was forced, and he shaved off a strand of Wen Mu's hair. Then he turned around and walked away.

"Princess, she likes you." Wen Mu shouted at Feng Changle's back.

Feng Changle didn't look back.

Zhuo Yunfan: We are going to fight, brother, what's the matter with you sprinkling dog food first, shaking the hearts of our army?

Chang'an: Can dog food still be sprinkled like this?

Xu Qingyuan: When a lover meets on the battlefield, he is worse than me.

Shi Ningyu: What should I do?

The five of them arrived at Mo Qing's camp in front of the embankment, and Mo Qing was all ready, just waiting for them to come.

Zhuo Yunfan asked the old magistrate to take care of the two princesses, and the affairs of Jiangning Mansion were handed over to him and Feng Ziang.

Xu Qingyuan responded one by one.

Mo Qing took Zhuo Yunfan, Chang'an, Feng Changle, and Shi Ningyu to the south to join the army, with twenty personal soldiers behind him.

Feng Changle is eighteen years old, with picturesque eyebrows, heroic posture, cold sword light, spear like a dragon, just entered the field, and defended the country.

On the other side of the battlefield, it is the sweetheart of my heart.