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You think you will definitely be reluctant to let go, but the result of trying may be that you can let go.
You think you will definitely be willing to give it up, but the result of trying it may be different.
Reluctant.
Wu Weian sat up and looked at her sitting on the ground with her knees hugged.
If it weren't for Ji Yunxi, he might never figure it out in his entire life.
Because if he and she really had similar personalities, he would definitely not make the same choice as her.
But now, Wu Weian is not so sure.
Wu Weian whispered, "Should I say thank you?"
Ji Yunxi hummed: "You're welcome."
Wu Wei'an smiled and stood up: "You can sleep here for a while. They seem to be back. I'll go down and take a look."
*
It was getting light outside.
Ji Yunxi didn't move or sleep, she still sat there.
There was a hustle and bustle outside, and the Ji Jiajun's low voices of conversation could be heard from time to time.
Ji Yunxi looked at Baofu, tucked the quilt for her again, then lifted the curtain and walked out.
She looked up at the sky which was still overcast.
The air on a rainy day was filled with the smell of moist soil and a faint smell of blood.
Yesterday we went to encircle the Beishan Sword Sect and completely wiped out the Beishan Sword Sect, but the Ji family army also sacrificed a lot of people.
At this moment, the bodies were carried back by their comrades and placed in a corner of the mine.
When Ji Yunxi entered, the prince was standing there, staring at one of the bodies.
Ji Yunxi subconsciously walked over: "Your Highness, what's wrong?"
The prince looked up at Ji Yunxi, forced a smile, and pointed at the man he had been staring at for a while: "Is this the soldier who came first that day with the Ji Family Army flag?"
Ji Yunxi's gaze fell on that young face.
That day in the rain, he was the first to come galloping forward with a flag in hand. What a dashing and heroic figure he was.
Ji Yunxi replied: "Yes."
She paused, then continued, "Your Highness, his name is Qian Yining."
The prince was slightly stunned: "How did Yun Xi know?"
Ji Yunxi's eyes were filled with sorrow. She looked through Qian Yining's face, saw Qian Yixiu, and saw the old couple in Qian Mucun, whom she had visited in person before.
Before the visit, Ji Yunxi checked the Qian family and found out that the youngest son of the family was serving in her second brother's army.
"He's Qian Yixiu's younger brother. Their names are very similar. I happened to hear someone call him that a few days ago, and I remembered it."
The prince said "oh" and asked who Qian Yixiu was. Then he pointed to a corpse nearby and said, "Where's him? I remember he seemed to have guarded the mine for a day."
Ji Yunxi tried to identify it for a long time and said, "Your Highness, I don't know."
She slowly looked at the people sleeping on the ground and said softly, "Your Highness, except Qian Yining, I don't know anyone else."
Ji Yunxi raised her eyes and looked at the people walking around.
On the side, Xuezhu, wearing a black eye mask, and Wanxiang, who was absent-minded, walked past.
They were all sad about Baofu's death, but although they felt sad for the people lying here whom they didn't know, they didn't feel as much pain.
Ji Yunxi did the same.
She still found it hard to accept Baofu's departure, but she felt more sorry for Qian Yining, the only person she knew.
As for the others whose names I don’t even know, I feel less pity for them.
But what about the Qian family?
What about the families of these people whose names we don’t even know?
After what happened yesterday, Ji Yunxi has been thinking about it.
Why Baofu?
Why Baofu?
But whenever the knife goes down to a place, there will always be someone below.
It's either him or her.
Whether it's him or her, they are both treasures in some people's eyes.
Under the knife and under the flood, Baofu will always be sacrificed.
*
The dead cannot be resurrected, but the living must continue.
The rain was still falling, but without the people from the Beishan Sword Sect, the rescue was much faster.
Three nights after the Beishan Sword Sect was destroyed, the sound of rain grew quieter and quieter, until it was almost inaudible.
The people rushed out of the mine, stretched out their hands, looked up at the dark and quiet night sky above, turning around and around.
The wind blew gently through their hair, their faces, and their palms, and there were no more cold raindrops.
“The rain has stopped! The rain has stopped!!”
“Stop, stop! It’s finally stopped!!!”
"Great, great, the rain has finally stopped, it has finally stopped!"
"Oh my God, please don't do it again, please, please don't do it again, wuwuwu..."
Suddenly, the first cry was heard from the cheering crowd, and then it could no longer be stopped.
Sister Qiuyu knelt down on the ground, covering her face and crying bitterly: "Why are you so unlucky? It's so unlucky..."
That night, countless people had trouble sleeping.
When the rain stopped in the sky, it started raining on earth.
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On the morning of the second day, the first ray of light shone down, covering Ji Jiajun, who was covered by the sky and earth in the woods, covering the carriage parked next to the mine, and covering the raindrops that had not yet dried on the branches. The crystal clear water droplets reflected colorful luster.
Wu Weian has been sleeping with Ji Mingyan and Ji Mingshuang these days.
He stood up, walked towards the carriage parked outside, and lifted the curtain.
The sunlight poured in through the opened curtains and shone on Baofu who was lying there.
Her body was well preserved, and Poison Lady and Ji Mingyan used some unique medicinal powder.
But Ji Yunxi, who was supposed to be in the carriage, was not there.
Wu Weian paused, turned around and grabbed a secret guard to ask.
"Where's the lady?"
"Sir, the lady left before dawn, saying she wanted to relax and let us stay, with only Miss Wanxiang accompanying us."
Wu Weian frowned slightly: "Which direction did Madam go?"
The secret guard pointed towards the forest path next to him.
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