Since people have finished crying
At this moment, Qin Yingtian's howling suddenly stopped as if the sound had been cut off.
Several people looked in the direction of the sound——
As expected, the hundreds of doctors and formation masters who had surrounded Wen Congren were retreating one after another.
The crowd dispersed, and finally only Fang Ci was left, standing quietly beside Wen Congren.
Wen Congren kidnapped Xiao Jingyuan and ended up killing him outside. Lu Shian had heard about this.
Lu Shian stepped forward quickly, fearing that the princess would get angry and kill Wen Congren.
Qin Yingtian had already held the person in his arms even tighter, like a fur-ridden wolf. While holding Wen Congren tightly, he raised his eyes and glared at Fang Ci: "What are you doing?!"
Fang Ci cast his gaze: "Wen Congren, what should we do now?"
Wen Congren's voice was dry, but he still maintained his usual calmness: "Yingtian, help me up."
Qin Yingtian was stunned when he heard this, and responded quickly, his movements cautious.
Wen Congren used the young man's hand to support himself little by little.
He took a deep breath and said, "Where are they? I'll come."
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On the altar, the killing array was still glowing with afterglow, and the bloody aura had not yet dissipated. The Nanfu array master was carefully dismantling the array.
Under the altar, the black cavalry guards came forward quickly and reported in a low voice: "Princess."
Fang Ci's brows were furrowed, his eyes sharp as a blade: "Didn't I tell you not to move here without permission? Who's up there?"
The Black Knight paused and replied in a low voice, "It's the young prince. The brothers...are afraid that he will lose control again, and no one dares to stop him."
Fang Ci's face darkened: "Nonsense!"
Wen Congren waved his hand, his voice weak and calm: "It's okay. As long as he doesn't burn the altar... it's fine."
The black rider hesitated for a moment, then spoke in a low voice, "Princess, what the young prince said is not entirely unreasonable. It's just a killing array, why can't you let Master Xiao contain it? The brothers...are not that afraid of death."
Fang Ci paused when he heard this and sighed, "Did Fang Che really say that?"
The black knight remained silent, thought for a moment, and nodded.
Even though Fang Che didn't say anything profound, Prince Fang started scolding him right away.
"You just watched him locked up there? Did your conscience get eaten by dogs?!"
However, the young man just yelled at them with red eyes.
'Get out! You are afraid of death, but I am not!'
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On the high platform, Fang Che removed the chains on Jamel Xiao bit by bit.
Obviously, he could cut off this kind of black iron lock with one sword. But this kind of thing happened to be wrapped around Xiao Jingyuan's body.
He was afraid of hurting him, and since he couldn't lift the knife, he could only dismantle it bit by bit with his hands.
The hook is so deep that the bone can be seen.
The young man lowered his head and peeled the sharp barbs out of his flesh bit by bit.
The hooks and the flesh were turned over, leaving a trail of blood.
Fang Che couldn't bring himself to do it.
The young man trembled all over.
In his eyes, Xiao Jingyuan was always calm and at ease. If the palace didn't want to take care of it, they could just leave it to Jingyuan. If the army didn't want to take care of it, they could just leave it to Jingyuan.
It seems that the entire southern border can be handed over to Jing Yuan.
This guy can do everything, like he can do anything.
But now, this man was lying in his arms, covered in blood, so quiet and lifeless.
...How could this happen?
Fang Che gasped for breath, but still couldn't get rid of the suffocating feeling that was surging over him.
He wiped his face with the back of his hand, but couldn't get rid of the dampness and heat.
"Don't be like this... I won't throw everything to you in the future..."
"I'll read the military newspaper myself from now on, okay... I'll memorize those books too... I promise..."
"From now on, you don't have to worry about the barbarians' affairs... I'll do it... I'll learn everything..."
"I can learn anything...really..."
"Don't... do this... don't... leave me and my sister... please..."
Fang Che's voice was extremely hoarse, his sentences were intermittent and trembling violently.
He once thought that Xiao Jingyuan would always be there. In the thousands of miles of wind and fire in southern Xinjiang, as long as he said "leave it to Jingyuan", he would no longer have to worry.
He never learned what to do once that person was gone.
He was like an abandoned child, crying helplessly, but at a loss as to what to do.
Wen Congren couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to step forward to stop it.
But Fang Ci stopped him: "No, this opportunity is rare, let this kid make more promises."
Fang Ci looked relieved: "My Ah Che is finally starting to understand things."
As she spoke, she pulled out the painted sound stone from her bosom: "This kind of scene only happens once in a lifetime, so I have to keep it as a memory."
Princess Fang was very excited about the fact that her younger brother was about to break apart, and even turned on Huiyin.
Wen Congren: ...
Fang Ci had a new idea: "Master Wen, I think we should let Jing Yuan die for a while. Can you find another place and remove the spell quietly later?"
Wen Congren: ...
Wow, frustration education, right?
Wen Congren said carefully, "Princess, I want to make it clear that he is not completely unharmed. I am proficient in Suo Yuan, and Xiao Wujiu is proficient in Su Sheng. Xiao Wujiu and I are only working together to ensure that he can recover from his fatal injuries while keeping him alive. The rest depends on the doctor."
Fang Ci:?!
Princess Fang could no longer hold back and hurriedly ordered her attendants, her voice rising eight degrees: "Go! Quick! Bring the young prince down! Master Wen... you must, you must restrain yourself for Jing Yuan! No one is allowed to disturb us!!"
Fang Ci turned to Wen Congren and gritted his teeth: "You should have told me earlier!!"
Wen Congren sighed: "...I felt that you didn't seem to care about life just now."
Wen Congren walked forward slowly, knelt beside Xiao Jingyuan, stretched out his hand, and slowly probed his fingertips into the other's heart.
An extremely thin silver needle slowly fell into Wen Congren's palm.
He flipped his fingertips, and the silver needles were quickly withdrawn from Xiao Jingyuan's eyebrows, neck, heart meridian, ribs, and various acupuncture points.
When the silver needle entered Xiao Jingyuan's body, the bruises caused by blocking the blood vessels quickly dissipated.
Immediately afterwards, a faint green light appeared at the wound where the golden knife had pierced through.
The light was like a lamp in the middle of the night, dim but not extinguished.
Wen Congren slowly stood up: "For the rest, we need to find a doctor."
Fang Ci simply thanked him and bent down to check the remaining injuries.
She sighed, seemingly helpless: "Really, how could I get myself into this state?"
She smoothed his bloody temples for him: "...I praise you every day for being the smartest person in our Nan Mansion."
After the words fell, Fang Ci's fingertips paused slightly.
The man didn't open his eyes, blood still staining the corners of them. He only uttered a soft, hoarse sound: "...Don't... go back on your word when the final judgment is made."
Fang Ci was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "What's wrong with regretting it? Look at what you've done to yourself. Even A Che is smarter than you."
She paused, her tone a little lighter: "But don't worry, you won't die. It's still early for the coffin to close."
"But it's not a bad thing." She looked down at him and said teasingly, "I found that after your death, Che seemed to be able to study hard."
Xiao Jingyuan let out an almost inaudible laugh.
He swallowed a mouthful of blood and fell asleep again.
Fang Ci sighed and hugged him again: "See, your mood is hurt."
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The reinforcements from Yunzhong stayed in southern Xinjiang for a few more days, waiting for new battle reports about the withdrawal from Tianying Pass.
Jiang En stepped into the general's tent with a cloud of dust, his tone filled with unconcealed excitement: "General, the siege troops at Tianying Pass have withdrawn."
Ren Xuan's eyebrows moved: "Who moved first?"
Jiang En swallowed his saliva: "The barbarians themselves."
He unfolded the map and tapped a broken line in the southern border. "Last night at midnight, the eastern campfires went out first, followed by the northern scouts' withdrawal. We thought it was a rotation, so we didn't dare act rashly. But this morning, we sent scouts forward—they didn't even remove the fence. The entire camp was completely evacuated. One hundred thousand elite cavalry, retreating at a moment's notice."
Jiang En lowered his voice, "According to the spies, Yao Qi has taken over the Khan's former subordinates. As soon as he ascended to the throne, he immediately abolished the practice of human and blood sacrifices, and even killed many people. However, Yao Qi did not retaliate against the tribe that questioned him during the ceremony. Instead, he pardoned the sins and returned them to his tribe, winning over the people's hearts."
Ren Xuan knocked on the table and muttered softly, "Wen Congren has indeed handed over a good disciple. He can kill people and win people's hearts."
He raised his eyes and said, "Those crazy barbarians can actually be taught to behave like human beings. That's a good thing."
As if thinking of something, Jiang En said, "By the way, General, the barbarian army has been wearing plain clothes and armor recently, as if they are mourning for someone."
Ren Xuan raised an eyebrow: "Wen Congren knows?"
Jiang En coughed dryly and said, "Master Wen said he's 'dead'. Don't bother looking for him about the grassland."
Ren Xuan: “…”
He was silent for a moment, then said coldly: "Tell Wen Congren that since people have cried for him, he'd better really die. Otherwise, Xiao Jingyuan will be a lesson for him."
At this moment, in Prince Nan’s Mansion, if possible, Xiao Jingyuan, who was lying on the sickbed, really wanted to shout out that he was wronged.
It's true that he had planned a lot, but it never included something like 'faking his own death'.
All of this started when Princess Fang wanted to hide something from her younger brother.
That day, Fang Ci's face was heavy with sorrow, and he patted his brother's shoulder heavily: "Jing Yuan is gone, A Che, you have to support our Nan Mansion."
The effect was remarkable. From the day the young prince returned home, he spent several days in seclusion studying and reading, not neglecting military affairs or avoiding political matters. The gambling house and singing stage seemed like something from a previous life.
Fang Ci was so moved that he burst into tears and decided to keep it a secret for a while longer, just for a while.
She carried the coffin of Lord Xiao and held a funeral for him.
The whole city was in mourning, and the five armies were weeping.
Waiting for the day when Xiao Jingyuan wakes up——
Throughout the Nan Mansion, people were wearing white silk and silk belts, and the streets and alleys were filled with cries of grief.
As for now, Xiao Jingyuan no longer dares to live...
The whole city was in mourning, and the soldiers of the Southern Palace took turns to keep vigil.
In such a situation, if he took even one more breath, it would be like treason.
On the sickbed, Xiao Jingyuan's eyes were empty, and he had no desire to live: "Princess, why don't you just kill me. I just heard you discussing it with the Black Cavalry Commander. Did you promise him to arrange a ghost marriage for me?"
Fang Ci stood at the end of the bed, an extremely embarrassed smile on his face: "Oh... this... didn't happen... accidentally... and it got out of hand."
She rubbed her hands together helplessly, completely embarrassed after being caught: "Don't be angry, your health is important, your health is important..."
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