Princess Hehuan's eyes dimmed for a moment, she easily opened her hand that grabbed the hem of Shi Qing's skirt, turned around silently, hugged Wei Lan again, and gently stroked his face.

The person who reflected his thoughts in his eyes no longer had the bright expression he once had.

"Hehuan married...... I married. ”

The strength of the whole body seemed to have been exhausted, and only weak whispers remained, which sounded in the quiet dark alley, more like an unwilling question.

She clearly promised to marry Dile Khan, from Gyeonggi to Beicang, and traveled far away to make peace, and along the way, not a single tear was shed.

At this point, she didn't think there was any room to turn back.

Why is this still the case......

Why she still can't do anything.

Then there is nothing that can be done, nothing can be saved.

She was willing to sacrifice her happiness for the well-being and harmony of the world, but why should she be deprived of even the only hope for her to survive?

She would rather see him marry a wife, have children, and become famous in Gyeonggi than be like this...... Quietly died without a problem, and ended up like this.

The sad emotions surged like a sea, and Princess Hehuan finally couldn't help hiding her face and crying.

And all the mourning voices are hidden in the lively sound of firecrackers on the Three Bowls Festival, and they are finally unknown.

…

When Chu Qi came over, Princess Hehuan lowered her head and stood beside Shi Qing, as if she was still looking lost and depressed, and she couldn't completely recover her mind.

When I asked her anything, she was silent.

Chu Qi instructed someone to send Princess Hehuan back to Taishou Mansion first, and then arrange someone to take care of Wei Lan's funeral.

"Qingqing ......"

Shi Qing looked at the wall where Shu Yang left from the end of the alley just now, slightly stunned.

Hearing Chu Qi's voice, Shi Qing turned around and faced a pair of ink pupils as deep as the sea, with a shallow brilliance circulating in them, and it was like a quiet night sky that was gently gazed at, which was incredibly beautiful.

Chu Qi pursed his lips slightly, as if he had something to ask, but when he came to his mouth, he only turned into a gentle smile, his good-looking thin lips hooked lightly, and he held Shi Qing's hand and said softly: "It's okay if you're okay, let's go back." ”

Shi Qing looked at his side face and said, "Isn't there anything the general wants to ask?" ”

Chu Qi was silent for a moment, but he just held her hand tighter, clasped his fingers, stared at her eyes and said seriously: "Qingqing, I said that no matter what you do, nothing will change my attitude towards you." ”

Even if Tsuru found the tokens related to the Great Xia Guild from these people and presented them to him, it didn't mean that she had anything to do with the Great Xia Guild.

No one would know except that he knew the details.

He won't let anyone know either.

Chu Qi lowered his eyelashes and quietly held his palm.

The little girl beside him grabbed him, and when Chu Qi turned his head sideways, she tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek, gently soft, like a feather brushing.

"I like the general, and I will always accompany the general."

The sudden confession made Chu Qi's eyes widen slightly, and the cold bottom of his eyes was like the first thaw of ice and snow, turning into a tender spring lake in March, rippling bright.

Chu Qimu stood for a while, his heart beating violently in his chest, unable to hide his joy.

He thought silently.

If this is the enemy's strategy, he may be doomed to defeat.

He couldn't bear such a beauty trick at all.

To hell with any sanity in front of her.