Because of the knight commander's words "I can't come back", Jane Qiao immediately jumped into the carriage and rushed to the duke's palace.
He wants to replace Lei Zhe. He was afraid of death, but he was even more afraid that Lei Zhe would die instead of himself.
After knocking on the door of the duke's mansion, he learned from the housekeeper that both Lei Zhe and the old duke had already gone to the military camp. The father and son will go to war together.
Jian Qiao hurried to the military camp again, but couldn't even get in the door. Lei Zhe firmly refused to see him.
Jane Joe stood outside the door waiting. If Lei Zhe doesn't come out, he won't go back.
But he overestimated his ability. There is no room for this bitter tactic at all. Lei Zhe sent a few soldiers, tied him directly back to the hotel, and instructed his two male servants to lock him in the bedroom.
It was not until the day when the army was drawn out that Jane Qiao was freed again.
He climbed up the tall building at the gate of the city and looked down with a pale face.
Lei Zhe, who was wearing black armor, rode at the forefront, and the old duke was half a position behind him. This time, their father and son are the head coach and deputy head coach. Prince Andrew, the culprit who led to the outbreak of the war, followed behind the two, with unwillingness and wild ambition hidden in his eyes.
He tried to use the war to establish himself as the heir. He needs an outstanding military exploits to show his prestige. As for how many people will die in the war, it is completely out of his consideration. Perhaps the massacre of 300 people was also a means by which he provoked the war.
"Leizhe, Leizhe!" Jian Qiao was lying on the city wall, shouting one after another until her throat was hoarse.
There were many others who shouted with him. They stood on the city wall and watched their sons, husbands, friends, brothers... go away. After this departure, some people in the army may never come back.
Thinking of this, Jian Qiao shouted even more eagerly. Half of his body was already sticking out of the city wall, so he almost jumped off. The two servants hurriedly hugged his waist.
Jian Qiao really wanted to jump off and fall directly into Lei Zhe's arms. That way, he can exchange people back.
His cries were drowned out in a tidal wave of calls.
At this moment, Lei Zhe turned his head with feeling, and looked straight at Jian Qiao. His handsome face, like a knife, had no expression, and there was no wavering in his azure blue eyes.
He just looked at Jian Qiao so quietly, his eyes were so deep that he seemed to want to suck him in.
Jane Joe was stunned by his too focused stare.
The two are far apart in time and space, far away from the crowds, and have looked after each other for a long time.
Hot tears poured out from Jian Qiao's slightly red eyes, but Lei Zhe withdrew his gaze at this moment. He clamped the horse's belly, forcing the horse under him to rush forward, leaving Grande at a faster speed.
Jian Qiao supported the city wall with both hands, leaned out hastily, and shouted loudly, "Leizhe, Leizhe, come back!"
The two footmen hugged not only his waist, but his legs as well. If no one stopped him, he would have jumped off just now!
The army disappeared at the end of the road, and the farewell people slowly dispersed, but Jian Qiao was still standing on the city wall with a lost expression on his face. At the other end of the city wall stood a woman, surrounded by many servants and knights, some helped her with umbrellas, and some helped her to separate from the crowd.
She dragged the tail of her gorgeous skirt and walked over unhurriedly.
"You are Jane Joe?" she asked in a soft voice.
Jane Qiao then retracted her gaze from the end of the road, looked at the woman, and was surprised to find that the other party turned out to be Princess Chrissy.
"I am." Knowing the noble identity of the other party, Jane Qiao should have bowed down and saluted. But he, who was always cautious and cautious, stood there in a daze, without saying a word. Lei Zhe's departure seems to have taken away his brain and half of his soul.
He was in a messy, hesitant, and helpless vortex. He has no way of reacting to the outside world.
Princess Chris looked up and down unabashedly at him, and finally curled her lips into a smile. This smile was very sweet, but there was a layer of venom in her pupils.
The two male servants turned pale with fright, but Jian Qiao, who had a keen intuition, did not respond at all.
After Lei Zhe left, he couldn't think anymore. He doesn't care if Princess Chris is hostile to him or not, he just wants Lei Zhe to come back.
"The Earl of Huadu is indeed well-deserved. This face is whiter than mine." Princess Chris chuckled and complimented, then paced away. She seemed to be just here to say hello.
Jian Qiao neither greeted politely nor bowed to send people off. He walked to the city wall and continued to look into the distance, like a statue.
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Every day after that, Jane Qiao was waiting for the news of Lei Zhe's triumphant return.
From early spring to early summer, and from early summer to autumn. On this day, the front line finally sent a battle report. The advance army led by Lei Zhe was intercepted by the main force led by General Langton, and finally disappeared in the wasteland.
Hundreds of people in the entire team failed to return to the camp.
The swampy wasteland seemed to devour them.
Queen Mo An, who received the battle report, fainted on the spot. And Charles III died two months ago, which was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Glory's army.
When the war broke out, the monarch suddenly died suddenly, which is a bad omen no matter how you look at it.
Queen Mo An lay in the hospital bed for three days and barely recovered her spirits.
"Call Jane Qiao to the palace for me!" she ordered in a deep voice.
After dozens of minutes, Jian Qiao was brought into the queen's palace by a female officer. He has lost a lot of weight, his face is paler than before, and the heavy fog in his eyes is as deep as a sea of deep, engulfing all emotions.
Sadness, sadness, remorse, these emotions that human beings should have, can't be presented on his overly handsome face.
He was sitting by the window, but people seemed to be floating in a very distant place.
Seeing him like this, Queen Mo An was speechless for a while. After a long, long time, until the flames on the candlestick began to weaken, Queen Mo An slowly spoke: "I know that Lei Zhe rejected the marriage I arranged for him because of you, and also rejected my protection for him. If it wasn't for you, he should now be in the ducal house, laughing and teasing his kittens and puppies, or accompany his wife around."
Jian Qiao's thin body shook slightly, looking like a cluster of flames that were about to go out.
He lowered his head, hiding his rapidly reddened eyes in the shadows.
Fortunately, Queen Mo An was impatient to see his beautiful face, which is good at deceiving people. She closed her eyes and said, "Go back and pray, and pray for Lei Zhe's safe return with your greatest sincerity. This is the only thing you can do for him. thing."
"Go, I don't want to see you again." She waved her hand, her voice very tired.
Jian Qiao stood up silently, bowed silently and resigned.
When he got back to the hotel, he took off his cashmere jacket and boots, and walked out into the street, barefoot, wearing only a thin white shirt and black trousers, holding a candle wrapped in a glass shade.
He walked into the church, knelt before God and prayed sincerely for Rezhe, and then walked around the entire Grande, silently reciting in his heart every step of the way: "God bless my dearest one. Bless you. He can return safely."
This ritual of walking barefoot and holding candles in prayer is a tradition that, once started, must be carried out to the end, no matter if it is windy, rainy or snow-covered. A lot of people do this whenever there is a major disaster at home.
But Jane Joe is the first time. He comes from modern times, from a secular country, from a society that believes in science. He never worshipped God, nor did he believe in miracles.
But now, he is desperately praying for a miracle. He hoped that Lei Zhe would come back alive.
When he walked down the street barefoot, many people realized what he was doing. News of the defeat had spread throughout the city.
So people continued to follow him, forming a meandering river of people and candlelight. The river slowly circled every street, and prayers were scattered everywhere.
Before you know it, a drizzle of rain fell from the sky. Jian Qiao, who has always been afraid of wind and rain, did not avoid it at all. He was even thinking, could this rain be God's response to him
Will Rachel come back alive? He left for me. He loved me so he disappeared.
Love is the scariest thing in the world.
Love is destruction.
During the journey, these thoughts made Jian Qiao's mind almost collapse.
Having lived two lifetimes, the people around him, including himself, always seem to be destroyed by love.
So after returning, Jian Qiao, who was exhausted after an autumn rain, fell ill unsurprisingly. The disease was so aggressive that it robbed him of his ability to walk almost on the first day. He was lying on the bed coughing, and his mouth was full of blood.
The doctor came to see him several times, but they all shook their heads and left.
Jane Qiao knew that she would not live long. He is afraid of death, but he has an accurate prediction of death. He ate a good meal, added calories, and then wrote two crooked letters with his sore and weak hands.
A letter to Lei Zhe, but I don't know where to send it. A letter to Queen Mo An was delivered to her by the female officer that night.
The next morning, Queen Mo An sat beside Jian Qiao's hospital bed and tore a few thin land deeds into pieces in front of him.
"Leizhe did know early on that there were several high-quality iron ore hidden in your territory. He did want to control you, and he controlled the iron ore in his hands by the way. The purpose of his acquaintance with you was for me, and I wanted to be a queen. We need the army, we need weapons." Queen Mo An did not shy away from expressing her ulterior ambitions.
"I know, otherwise a small earl, a small jewelry store, don't need him to bother so much." Jian Qiao's voice was very weak, occasionally mixed with violent coughs.
When they met for the first time, he had already guessed Lei Zhe's purpose, but because he longed for the light and heat on the other side, he allowed such an approach.
Queen Mo An looked at him sharply and said, "But he took care of you later, otherwise he would not have traded his life for you."
"I know that too." Jian Qiao closed her eyes and blocked the gushing tears.
"Your life was exchanged for my brother's life, so you have to live, understand? Live until my brother returns safely." Queen Mo An held Jian Qiao's thin hand with only a handful of bones left, almost almost Threatening to say it.
Then she raised her jaw slightly, and a large group of court physicians came in to see Jane Qiao.
Jane Qiao, who had long given up struggling and was about to let herself fall into an eternally dark slumber, struggled to sit up at this moment.
He wants to live, he wants to live until Lei Zhe returns safely!