Jun Qingyu felt like a huge rock was pressing on his heart, and he was in so much pain that he was about to suffocate.

On the first day in Jiangnan, he had a fever attack and fell to the ground, his life hanging by a thread.

It was Qin Ye who saved him.

Qin Ye cured his fever.

However, because he didn't trust her, he took a dagger and stabbed her shoulder blade, nailed her to the wall, and kicked her several meters away.

Just now, he slapped her.

Jun Qingyu raised his right hand tremblingly and looked at his palm which was so clean that the joints were clearly visible. The fingers were so slender and beautiful, but they were covered with invisible blood.

My sister's blood!

It was a pain that he could never get rid of, forget, or wash away, and it was a pain that he could never raise his head again in his life...

Jun Yi choked up while waiting, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red:

"I see……"

Looking at Qin Ye's body, he stepped back four or five steps in sorrow: "So that's how it is..."

That night, Qin Ye was about to climb up the city wall and escape, but he swung his sword to cut the rope, cutting off her only hope.

then.

When Qin Ye fell, the look in his eyes was filled with shock, disbelief, surprise, sadness, despair, and hatred.

Her tears splashed onto his face with the wind.

At that time, his breathing was very short and he felt extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn't find the reason.

It turned out that she was his biological sister, their blood was thicker than water and they had a close rapport.

He killed her with his own hands.

Her pain was transmitted to his heart through the blood relationship, which was why he felt so uncomfortable and painful...

Even though Jun Yuyang had been marching and fighting since he was a child and had seen all kinds of human warmth and coldness, facing the scene at this moment, his eyes were red, he touched his chest fragilely, bent over, and gasped in pain.

Kill countless enemies.

Claim to defend the country and kill all enemies.

But he never imagined that one day, his belief in "defending the country" would be stained with the blood of his own sister.

It was like a knife, cutting his heart, leaving a wound that could never be healed.

This wound reminded him all the time:

You are guilty!

You are an evil person!

You killed all the enemies and protected the people, but you couldn't even protect your own sister!

You secretly cooperated with Emperor Li to blow up the bridge over the Wulan River, lead King Chen across the river, and lure King Chen into a trap.

You cooperated with King Chen on the surface and gave Qin Ye hope. But when she requested troops, you told her the truth, which made her despair and forced her to commit suicide.

He was the one who killed her!

In an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

And no one can escape responsibility for Qin Ye's death...

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Jiangnan.

When they set out for the battle, the people welcomed them with eager anticipation, and the soldiers were fully armed, heroic and high-spirited.

When they came back, money and paper were flying all over the sky, spirit flags were rustling in the wind, and coffins were carrying the soldiers who died in the battle back home in glory.

On the horseback at the head of the team, Zong Zhengchen was holding a woman who was sleeping peacefully, his face ashen. The woman was wearing clean clothes, her cheeks were rosy, and she looked like she was asleep, but her hands were folded down, swaying as the horse moved.

Lifeless.

"princess……"

Yun Ying's defenses were instantly broken, and tears gushed out uncontrollably. Xiao Wu and the other maids also burst into tears.

The housekeeper cried bitterly.

Han Feng and Han Ying felt sad and their eyes were red, and they felt bad.

When many people saw this scene, their eyes turned red and they felt upset.

Although this war was caused by Princess Chen, if we ask ourselves honestly, Princess Chen is kind-hearted and cares about the people. She has never done anything to let the people down. In order to stop the war, she was willing to sacrifice her own life in exchange for peace.

She also has a pair of children.

The child was so young, yet she was willing to abandon him and take this desperate path.

How many people in the world can match this courage of self-sacrifice?

Some people could no longer hold back and knelt on the ground, raised their hands, kowtowed and shouted:

"Welcome Princess Chen home!"

Soon after, more and more people knelt down and shouted in support. The entire Jiangnan City was filled with the sorrowful cries of the crowd:

"Welcome Princess Chen home!"