What was Lin Qian's real condition? For three days after the boat went, he was really in a daze, not to mention that he couldn't go to the battlefield, and it was so difficult to even lie down and breathe.

Fan Jing said that it was a number of illnesses left behind when he entered the demon, he was sick with a fever and was delirious, but the war on the front line could stop wherever he could say, Yin'er had to hold the king's knife to do the work, and entrusted him to Chai Jingzi, who couldn't ask for it, and Duan Yixin, who had just arrived, to take care of him.

Fortunately, the early foundation of the Allied forces had been solidified, and Gu Sun Song Li and Yue Feng were able to help Yin'er An inside and outside, so that she had enough time to come back and personally make soup and feed him medicine. After three days, his fever finally subsided and his consciousness was no longer intermittent.

When he woke up, he happened to hear Hui Rulai say to Yin'er, feeling empty around him, and wanted to go back to Qianxi for a few days to relax......

didn't mention a word about the light boat, but he still listened to his heart a little heavy, and the negative emotions that were originally scattered endlessly gathered in an instant, pressing this walking corpse-like shell without breathing-

"Please also ask the lord to listen to the words of the master and mother, and drink less. Otherwise...... The soldiers make mistakes and mistakes a city, and the coach mistakes a country. "How many times he was worried about internal and external troubles, she was a light boat to solve his problems.

"The rigid is easy to break, and the strong will be humiliated. "Lord, come back. "Good is like water, so that the world can be dominated." "How many times under the shadow of swords and arrows, she doesn't have any martial arts, and she has to try her best to drag him back. "Retreat!" "If the lord doesn't retreat, what will he do?" "Qingzhou!" "The lord refuses to avoid the arrows, and his subordinates can only follow suit...... "What did he bring her? A military advisor, regardless of life and death, rushed to the front of the battle for him?

"The lord must remember to restrain himself at all times. "Qingzhou, I will never go into the devil again. How many times did he promise her that she would not enter the demon again, but as soon as he turned his head, he began to get emotional again, "Qingzhou, you help me reply to the letter, send it to Song Heng, and scold him fiercely, it turns out that hatred is the reason to push you to the front line?!" But she smiled quietly and wrote six words to him, "Not revenge, hope for revival." It can be said that Song Heng and Lin Qian can have today, and she Bai Qingzhou is as great as Han Zeye!

Not to mention that he abandoned himself for Shaxi Qing's demon, the plain-clothed woman ran to the sky under the flying blood, and took stones on the edge of the smashing to draw the piano score: "Qiu'er, play the piano, "Pure Heart Mantra"!"

Not to mention that he was in so much pain that he couldn't swallow because of Liu Wujin's murder, the gentle woman brought food and persuaded him: "Eat some, lord...... The mother of the Mo sect and the officers and soldiers of the three armies were worried about ......" and reminded him of the hope and reason for living with good news.

Not to mention the night when he "died violently" and disappeared, the sick and weak woman was busy minimizing the losses of the Song army, and at the same time persuaded him with a clear reason that he couldn't think of: "If King Cao dies, it is impossible for the Jin army to have no news or any change in mood in the past few days." "Since King Cao is not dead, the master mother must be fine. "Besides, she has always turned evil into good fortune, and being delayed may have an adventure. ”

Finally he returned to the alliance but was still emotionally disturbed at every turn, she always encouraged him to face himself so softly, just like the countless days and nights of the southern expedition to the north, she has always been by his side, dignified, gentle, intelligent, thorough, sharing his worries and labors, understanding him, respecting him, understanding him, appreciating him......

Suddenly looking back, as if seeing her soul again, a few steps away is quiet and beautiful: "Lord." ”

"Light boat, veil thing...... I'm sorry, I didn't know it had anything to do with the marriage contract, but ...... "It turned out that it wasn't now, but a memory, it was outside the cold coffin in Hedong, and a white-haired man cruelly rejected her passive confession."

"Lord, those who do not know are not guilty. It's a pity that the fate of the three lives is too late to see each other, and the master and servant are also willing to eat it. She said that she only wanted to assist the lord and conspire with the world.

"Qingzhou, when the world is really peaceful, I will find you a good home......" he solemnly promised.

Lin Qian, isn't the gentleman a promise, but you have finally lost her love!

Too much of the past pressed the back of his head, and then he repeated it in front of him, and at the same time played back and lingered in his ears over and over again, making him feel that she hadn't left yet, Yixi instinctively pounced on the lamp and candle by the desk to look for it, but there was no pen, ink, paper and inkstone here, only to find that the slender figure really couldn't come back.

Hold up the long note that condenses her last hard work, Qingzhou, you are so sincere to me, even the suicide note is about me, about the allies, about the world's life!

"Die before leaving the school, and the hero will be full of tears...... because of nostalgia and grief, it took a long time to move back to the couch and sit down in a daze, caressing the urn containing her ashes and choking her eyes. Qingzhou, where can you teach me to find such a confidant and colleague?!

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This world is like this, there is the joy of meeting, there is the sadness of parting, and he is like a child, he can't hold on and still refuses to let go...... Yin'er came back after bidding farewell to Huiru, and stopped by the curtain without disturbing, seeing this scene, she finally sighed lightly: "In the past few days, you have been fighting on the front line first...... I will send her back to the Valley of the Short Knife and bury her with military salutes and the martyrs in Qingfengpu. ”

Yin'er means that Qingzhou's ashes should not be scattered with the wind, and the place she longed for the most during her life was the Short Knife Valley, since she was Lin Qian's strategic guarantee when she was born, and when she died, she should also sleep peacefully in the rear of Lin Qian.

"Okay, Yin'er...... You've worked hard these days...... I can hold on. He noticed that Yin'er's face was pale, so he immediately came back to his senses, these days she has to take care of the front line and handle the aftermath of the Qingzhou, of course, it is hard, he knows that he can't be like this anymore, for the sake of the living, he must quickly return to normal, those who have just recovered can't go back again, and the love of the Qingzhou can no longer be carried by the Qingzhou, "You send the Qingzhou, I won't fall into the ......"

"Although she doesn't want a tombstone, I think that she is already a relative, so she will be buried not far from the little monkey, right?" Yin'er could see that although Qingzhou's love was quiet, I am afraid that it had also quietly entered Lin Qian's heart, even much deeper than Yunyan and Yan Luoqiu, but he seemed to be so confused that he only found out after he lost it...... At this moment, I couldn't help but feel both painful for her and sorry for him, so I couldn't hide my tears, "It was another home on the battlefield after Sister Yunyan, but when I realized it later, it was gone......"

"I'll be back, Yin'er, in sixteen years, I'll definitely come back in another form, and you'll see her with me then. He saw that he was cheering up and shed tears, of course he knew that her strength in front of others was fake, sighed, forced a smile, and in turn took her into his arms to comfort her.

Yin'er frowned, and naturally took it seriously: "At that time, how can you determine whether the young girl is a light boat?"

"There's always a way...... It's a pity that there will be 16 years of vacancy, unpredictability and suffering. After laughing for a few words, Lin Qian fell into self-blame again: "In the past, I entrusted Song Heng to her, and I was always worried that Song Heng would drag her down, but I didn't want to, but in the end, it was I who hurt her......"

"No, it's not you, it's Wu Xi who hurt her!" Yin'er instantly became angry, clenched her fists and stood up, "I want to break the scum into pieces!"

"Yin'er......" Lin Qian was stunned, and gently took her hand to the front again, and Zhengse talked about the war, "After burying the light boat, I will not return to Qinzhou for the time being, you will ride Jian Jian on my behalf, sneak into Xingyuan Mansion to find out, and be sure to minimize the senseless sacrifices of the soldiers and civilians; ”

The seventh battle of Qinzhou was fought correctly, as Qingzhou said, once Cao Wangfu was defeated like a mountain, the villains were indeed attached to Mao, and as long as the battle of Xingyuan Mansion was carried out, the allies were also destined to win from the beginning, but in addition to winning the battle, Lin Qian must ensure that the losses were minimized, after all, there were thousands of innocent people in that place, and even many of Wu Xi's supporters were mistakenly on the thief ship, and only a small part were Wu Xi's diehards or the Jin army who fished in troubled waters with Wanyan Kuang- In fact, it is this that constitutes the odds of the villains.

It would be bad if Yan Jing's mind really turned around, and he ruthlessly gave up Fengxiang in Qinzhou, let Cao Wangfu kill directly from Xingyuan Mansion, and all the Jin troops disguised as pseudo-Shu troops and stationed in Wu Xi's existing territory! Lin Qian's troops had time, and the people's hearts were too late! The soldiers and civilians of the 54 prefectures of Sichuan and Shu could not afford to lose, so Lin Qian could only seize this gap when Yan Jing, Wu Xi, and Cao Wangfu were still in harmony, and taught Yin'er to go to meet An Bing, Feng Mingjian, and the evil queen as soon as possible, and act at the opportune opportunity.

Although Lin Qian had been drowsy in the past few days, he had instructed An Bing and Feng Mingjian on all the preparations for negotiations before he fell, and he also quickly read all the information and letters after waking up, knowing that Lin Mo was one of the keys to deciding whether the eighth battle of Qinzhou would be in Fengxiang or Xingyuan Mansion.

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The reason why Wan Yan Kuang had "reservations" about the content of Lin Mo's letter to Wan Yan Jing instead of insisting on it was because Lin Qian's state was indeed different, and on the other hand, because what Cao Wangfu had done in the past two days did not deviate much from the description in the letter.

The deviation is not big, yes, Lin Mo did order Lin Qian to take advantage of his illness to die, and he had a fight with Feng Xiaoyin before the battle, and the every move of Shuhu Gao Qi and Wan Yan Gang and the others also seemed to be really ready to drag and entangle the Song bandits at any time, so that they could not turn their attention to the Xingyuan Mansion.

But there is also a trace of deviation, Qing Xujiao, Gao Fenglei, Xue Huan and other masters have been recuperating, and they have not gone all out to counterattack Qinzhou, although the injury can be used as an excuse.

The details of the wrong can be seen by Wan Yan Kuang, and Lin Qian, who is close, obviously feels more intuitive: the allies must resist the enemy on both sides, and although they have won a big victory at this stage, they must not be taken lightly.

After all, the morale of the Cao Wangfu in the eighth battle has rebounded after hitting the bottom, and the opponent's strategists and generals are gathered, which cannot be underestimated.

The fool is conceited, and the wise know less.

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