When they got closer, they could no longer see the figure, even the dead Chen Rong was gone.
Lying on the ground was Xiao Hexu's body, with a big hole in his neck and blood gushing out.
"The prince is dead."
"The prince is dead."
"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince was killed."
Along with the screams, sounds of wailing and fighting were heard not far away.
The troops of Prince Qi's Palace are gathering and it seems they are determined not to give up.
In a small hut, Xiao Huaichen used the soul-calling flag to summon back Chen Rong's soul.
He closed his eyes, thinking that he would also be taken away by the soul-summoning banner.
But surprisingly, he was still there.
Because Chen Rong, who had woken up, hugged him immediately.
"you……"
"Let me go first."
Xiao Huaichen said, his cheeks flushed.
Chen Rong said stubbornly: "I won't let go. I've died once, and this time it's real. I'm not afraid of anything anymore."
"Fifth brother, please take me away."
Xiao Huaichen's teeth chattered with fear, and he quickly refused, "How can this be possible?"
Chen Rong said: "Why not, take me away, I am willing to go with you."
"Even though you're already fifty years old, I won't despise you. I just hope that when I'm old, you won't despise me either."
The wind and sand outside were getting stronger and stronger, and the stones hit the cracks in the door, making a loud noise.
Xiao Huaichen sighed: "It's not a question of dislike, just listen to me."
He pushed Chen Rong away and took out the soul-calling banner to show her.
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