Chapter 75: Death! Poor bones by the Wuding River "37"
Seeing that Attendant Cao remained silent, He Zhaojun didn't care about anything else. She lifted her skirt and trotted into the hall. Several people lowered their heads and remained silent, with complicated expressions.
When Wen Ziduan saw He Zhaojun coming, he looked at her and seemed to have something to say, but he couldn't open his mouth for a long time and finally turned away.
Emperor Wen coughed and said, "Zhaojun...you...you can see for yourself."
He Zhaojun felt her vision go dark, her hands shaking so much that she couldn't even hold the light military report. She couldn't even make out the words. After looking at it for a long time, she couldn't read a single word. Trembling, she stuffed the military report into Wen Ziduan's hands.
"Please, Your Highness the Third Prince, read it to me."
Wen Ziduan took it, unfolded it, and read it again before speaking slowly.
"General He Shan led the troops. The He family's Tiger Roar Cavalry has arrived in Liaodong County. They encountered the Yuwen tribe's surprise attack on the Liaodong Left Granary. They met the enemy with all their might, and a hundred men fought the enemy until the last moment. To protect the granary..."
Wen Ziduan looked at the last sentence and felt that these words seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. His lips were dry and it took him a while to read them out.
"In the end, he was buried in the sea of fire, and no remains were left."
He Zhaojun could not stand steadily and slumped to the ground, staring blankly at the military newspaper.
After a long while, she shook her head repeatedly: "No, it's impossible. I have sent well-trained troops to accompany my eldest brother. Although the number of people is small, it will never come to this!"
He Zhaojun looked at Wen Ziduan and said, "Your Highness the Third Prince knows this. Do you also think that this is impossible? My eldest brother would not die in a fire like this!"
Wen Ziduan let He Zhaojun hold his hand and let her vent no matter what she did, until he saw He Zhaojun burst into tears and fainted from crying.
"Father, General He Yong hasn't been informed of this matter yet. Why don't I go there?"
Emperor Wen also held his forehead and said, "I heard that He Shan's new wife is about to give birth. Please only tell He Yong about this matter first, and don't spread it to others."
Wen Ziduan took the order and had He Zhaojun taken back to Yongle Palace. He then mounted his horse and headed straight for the General of Cavalry's residence.
Lou Yao was supposed to take He Zhaojun back to his palace today, but after waiting for a long time, he waited until the palace gates were about to be locked, but no one showed up. Seeing Wen Ziduan coming out, he hurried forward to stop them.
"Your Highness, Third Prince, where is Zhaojun?"
Wen Ziduan's expression remained unchanged, though a touch of weariness was inevitable. "Mother was in a good mood today, and I spoke to her a lot. She hasn't released me yet, so I specifically asked you to tell her that you don't have to wait."
Lou Yao had no suspicions, but he'd waited so long to get a shift, only to find himself here for nothing. Ever since He Shan and He Chuan left for the war, the number of people escorting He Zhaojun had grown to five. If one of the brothers had official business, they would automatically swap him out, never letting him come any longer.
Therefore, it was a rare opportunity for Lou Yao to meet He Zhaojun. There was a package beside him. He didn't know what it was, but it was obviously a gift for He Zhaojun.
Wen Ziduan knew what he was thinking, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Just give me the thing, and I'll send someone to take it to An Chengjun."
Lou Yao hid the things behind him and refused to give them to Wen Zi.
Let me explain this in two ways.
He Zhaojun was sent back to Yongle Palace, unconscious, which frightened Concubine Yue. She was initially confused about the cause of the accident, but when she heard that He Shan, the eldest son of the He family, had died and his body had not been found, she sighed for a long time.
She ordered someone to make a tranquilizing decoction and placed it by He Zhaojun's bed. When the lights came on, He Zhaojun woke up with tears on her face. She drank the medicine quietly and continued to lie in bed crying silently.
He Zhaojun cried herself to sleep, cried herself to sleep, and fell into a drowsy dream. In her dreams, her eldest brother entrusted his sister-in-law to her, asking her to take good care of her... What a damn fate! Why wasn't I the one who died?!
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