What Song Lingxi didn't know was that this man had long since changed—no, to be precise, he had gone mad.
He, a gentle and delicate nobleman, was completely dejected after his wife was taken away, as if his soul had been ripped out.
Moreover, that person was the emperor. Being oppressed by power, he had no way to resist and could only force himself to accept it.
He finally mustered his spirits and arrived at the border to guard the city gate. This was not a particularly strenuous job, and apart from being a little tired, he was fine.
However, Yanmen Pass was an important pass connecting other territories, and it was a place where war raged and yellow sand filled the sky every day.
The soldiers went out to meet the enemy standing upright, and were carried into the city lying horizontally, their limbs all mutilated. He would vomit every time he saw them.
Later, the man who had defended the city with him also went to the battlefield, but that man never returned. He still remembered that the man's name was Shuanzi, and he was only sixteen years old this year...
His family had just arranged a marriage for him. The girl's family was also from the border town. They said they would get married when he returned home, and they would invite Xie Changling to their wedding banquet.
Such a young life, forever frozen at the age of sixteen!
Although he can't remember what the person looked like now, he still vaguely remembers the excitement and anticipation on Shuanzi's young face when he talked about his new wife.
It's truly enviable; it seems like every day of his life holds hope. Unfortunately, even such a good person didn't have the chance to live.
Later, as the northern kingdom further invaded, Xie Changling also signed up to fill the ranks due to a shortage of soldiers.
After much deliberation, he decided he still wanted to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, to avenge the fallen soldiers, and to repel the invading foe.
When they actually got to the battlefield, they realized that it was completely different from what they had imagined; it was not the same thing at all.
With a flick of the enemy's spear, the intestines of these lowly soldiers spilled out. The carnage he had imagined was nowhere to be seen. Fortunately, he had been diligent and hadn't slacked off, which allowed him to barely save his life.
Later, when the Northern Kingdom came to fight a second time, they came with great force. He saw it with his own eyes. The person who was talking and laughing with him the day before was nowhere to be found the next day, not even a complete body.
But no one cares; they themselves are one of them. On the battlefield, there is no room for sentimentality. Otherwise, beware of a cold arrow from behind.
He remembers being the most seriously injured when he was besieging the enemy's eldest prince with others. If they succeeded, they would all receive a reward, and everyone put in extra effort.
Blinded by excitement, he suddenly found a spear that pierced his chest. Had Ah Huang not pulled him away, he might have been dead.
But this brother, just like Shuanzi, never returned from the battlefield while he was recovering from his injuries.
But clearly, Ah Huang was the most cautious, protecting himself very carefully, so how could he have died on the battlefield?
Life and death are common occurrences. No matter how good a person is, in the face of the enemy, they are all damned obstacles.
We were having dinner and chatting together one day, and the next day the person was gone. This kind of thing happens almost every day.
No matter how intelligent or strong-willed Xie Changling was, he could not withstand these unpredictable changes in life and death, and his personality became unusually gloomy.
He put himself in a shell, locking his mad soul inside, because he had a persistent obsession: to return unharmed, like a normal person.
He thought that even if he were to die, he would rather die in the capital, by Song Lingxi's side, than die on the border and be forgotten.
...
Having gone through such an ordeal, Xie Changling was already neither human nor ghost, but he was good at disguising himself and pretending to be a normal person.
Now, his obsession is right beside him. How can he say he doesn't want him anymore?
Xie Changling would not allow it, not even the slightest escape. He would not allow it unless he died. No one could separate the two of them again!
Xie Changling regained his composure, his gaze focused and frantic. He gently wiped away the tears from Song Lingxi's eyes and carefully coaxed her.
"Xi'er, please be good. I really just want to stay by your side."
"But—um—"
As soon as she uttered the word "but," Xie Changling understood what she meant and immediately kissed her lips, preventing her from continuing.
"Xi'er, don't refuse me, or I'll go crazy."
A murderous aura suddenly surged within Xie Changling, his eyes turned deep and dark, and the evil thoughts hidden in his heart were stirred up, the fire within him impossible to suppress.
He pinched Song Lingxi's chin, pulled her close to his eyes, and clearly saw the surprise and timidity in her eyes. He then kissed her almond-shaped eyes reassuringly.
"Don't be afraid, I just want to stay with you!"
"I don't need it."
"you need to!"
Xie Changling took her hand and intertwined his fingers with Song Lingxi's. Her incredibly soft little hand looked so tender in his large hand.
“Look, this is your hand. Do you know that I almost thought you were dead today, in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, among those mountains of corpses?”
Xie Changling kissed her fingers one by one, as if they were rare treasures, his tone filled with affection and gratitude.
"Luckily, I recognized you. Xiao Jin just stared blankly. I can't imagine what would have happened if I were really gone today, or if I hadn't recognized you..."
Xie Changling slowly brushed aside Song Lingxi's dark hair, and with a slight movement, her exceptionally fair and slender neck and smooth, rounded shoulders were revealed. His gaze became even more intense.
“If we had arrived any later, Xi’er would have been defiled by that beast, just like now, and she would have been left to his own devices.”
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