"It was my fault!"

Qin Ye's tears rolled down his cheeks. Looking at the boy's body, he felt as if a knife was stabbed in his heart.

He was the child of a good family and the apple of his parents' eyes, but he died in a bandit's den, his legs burned off by a fire, and he died in agony.

When he wanted to escape, he was pinned down by something and could not escape. He watched helplessly as the fire devoured his body inch by inch, feeling the sharp pain and the fear of death...

How scared and desperate he must have been at that time.

Thinking of this, Qin Ye covered his face and sobbed:

"If I hadn't attacked Brother Hu at that time, if I hadn't acted on my own and had followed your instructions, he wouldn't have died..."

He was clearly so innocent.

When she promised to rescue him, he smiled shyly, as if he believed her and seemed to be laughing at her naivety.

"Ye'er, this is not your fault."

"It's my fault, but it's my fault! All the bodies lying here are because of my momentary impulse..."

“It’s not your fault!”

Zong Zhengchen grabbed Qin Ye's shoulders, forcing her to look at him.

Looking at her red eyes, he said word by word:

"If you hadn't done anything to Brother Tiger, that woman would have been tortured to death. You saved this boy, but are you going to watch that woman being tortured to death?"

Qin Ye suddenly choked:

"I……"

"There is no such thing as having both, nor is there a perfect choice," the man said solemnly, "Look, this imperial capital is full of peace and prosperity, but how much blood and corpses are buried behind it, and how many people know about it?"

"After defeating the Huns and returning victoriously, everyone credits me for this victory, but how could they know the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for this victory?"

"Some of them had their hands and feet broken off, and some bled to death or died in agony. They are also people with flesh and blood, and children in the arms of their parents. Did they die in vain?"

"no!"

"They died to protect their country, and died for a good cause. Just like this young man, everyone has to die, and dying for a good cause is the only way to live a meaningful life."

It is more valuable to die than to live a miserable life.

The man spoke in a deep and solemn voice, and every word he said was serious and serious.

Look, the mountains and rivers are safe, but who can see the mountains of corpses?

"I pay my respects to His Royal Highness Prince Chen and His Majesty the Princess." A voice interrupted.

Qin Ye raised his misty eyes and saw the woman who was humiliated by Brother Hu.

She was kneeling on the ground, with a middle-aged couple, who should be her parents.

The three of them knelt together.

The woman's eyes were red, and her voice was choked with sobs: "My queen, if you hadn't saved me, I would have been a corpse long ago, how could I still be a virgin? I will never forget your kindness, and I will never be able to repay you even if I work like a slave for you in this life!"

The middle-aged woman cried, "My queen, you are so kind! Yu'er is the only child in our family. If anything happens to her, her father and I will not be able to survive."

"These days, her father has been so anxious that his hair has turned white..."

Next to him, a middle-aged man was wiping his red eyes with his sleeve. He was in his early forties, but most of his hair was white.

Not far away, the people who were rescued came over one after another:

"Your Highness Prince Chen, Your Highness Princess, thank you for saving my life..."

"I thought I was going to die, but you gave me a second life. I will never forget it."

"You are such nice people..."