It was the first month of the thirty-fourth year of Chengde in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it was the time for thousands of families to reunite and toast to harmony.
The fireworks in the capital are colorful, reflecting the entire night sky.
Gorgeous, splendid.
The gate of Ren Mansion was tightly closed, no red lights were hung, no fireworks were lit, and there was not even the crisp sound of a firecracker.
Deathly silence.
"Master, since General Sheng brought back the relics of the third son, look at this..." Uncle De, the old housekeeper of Ren's mansion, was full of grief.
"Nonsense! It's just Yue'er's lost belongings! Yue'er will be fine! He will definitely come back!" Yan shook his head in denial with a dazed face.
"Ma'am! I know you feel uncomfortable! But the heart of longing can't cover up the fact that Yue'er has passed away! Our Yue'er, don't you understand! It's his belongings, never leave him! If he still has breath , will not let us worry about him!" Ren Hongting gently took Yan into his arms, and slowly patted Yan's back, which had already been sobbing, "Madam, swords have no eyes on the battlefield, horses are restored, soldiers Fighting against each other... Since Yue'er's body has been lost, I'm afraid it's already broken..." Ren Hongting and his party burst into tears instantly.
A man doesn't flick his tears easily, but he doesn't reach the sad point.
It is the saddest thing in the world for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person!
"No! No! No! No! Yue'er won't die, he won't be broken! He won't, won't..." Yan screamed and struggled to get out of Ren Hongting's arms , pale face, weak expression, trembling all over.
"Ma'am! This is the end of the matter, since Yue'er can't come back! We can no longer let his soul wander in the vast desert! We can't let Yue'er be that illusory lonely ghost! Ma'am!" Ren Hongting held tight She hugged Yan's shoulders tightly and shook them vigorously, as if trying to use all her strength to wake up and wake up this poor mother!
"Yue'er! Yue'er..." Yan called out stupidly, his eyes were dazed and dull.
"Come here. Set up a coffin and a mourning hall for the third young master!" Ren Hongting yelled loudly as he hugged the foolishly raving Yan Shi tightly in his arms.
Xiao Anzi's eyes were red, like two hickory nuts. Holding the spiritual tablet that had been prepared in her arms, she followed closely behind Uncle De.
The long plain cloth gently passed the line of sight of everyone in Ren's mansion. Silently hanging on the beams in the front hall...
As if just yesterday, there are still red wedding silks hanging here, shining brightly!
The heartbroken white silk bouquet hangs high above the front hall...
As if just yesterday, there are lights and festoons here, full of flowers!
Don't dare to look directly at the huge "Dian" character in the middle of the front hall, pale, cold, and helpless...
As if just yesterday, there was that huge "囍" character here. It can still reflect the charming face of the newcomer. Just yesterday, there was a pair of people, the groom was as elegant as jade, and the bride was ashamed.
However, at this moment, there was neither a groom nor a bride in the huge front hall.
There is only the deathly tranquility of the entire Ren family.
Because there are no bones, there are no coffins;
The spirit card was placed alone on the table in the front hall.
The white candles are lonely, and the fireworks are desolate.
A brazier filled with Yuanbao Mingqian. It burned silently in the sight of everyone.
Weep quietly, just because the great compassion is in my heart.
It was as if the young man who was flying like a dragon stood there with a smile that was beyond the world.
As if yesterday. There are dragon and phoenix wedding candles clearly placed here, as well as colorful candies.
"Yue'er!" Xu Shi's sudden change in the front hall stimulated Yan's nerves. The already weak mother screamed and rushed to Ren Yue's spiritual seat, but fainted in grief on the huge "Dian" "Down!
"Help Madam go in and rest..." Ren Hongting waved his hand lightly, and the servant girl wiped her tears and eagerly helped Yan.
When he raised his eyes again, Ren Hongting was already in tears, and his knees no longer had the strength to support him. The whole person knelt heavily under Ren Yue's spirit card.
"Master!" All the people in the front hall knelt down in unison, lowering their heads and eyes. Silently accompany Ren Hongting, who has long been overdrawn, and the third young master who will never come back—Ren Yue!
The severe winter of the thirty-fourth year of Chengde in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Frozen snow in the desert, drifting for a whole winter!
A young woman, dressed in a water-colored dress, with her slender body bouncing up and down on a black and sturdy horse, looked out of contrast!
"Miss Wen, slow down! You will be overwhelmed by running like this!" Sheng Yaoshan sat on the red rabbit with a tired face, trying to stop Gentle's riding speed hoarsely!
She is just a weak woman!
She never learned to ride a horse!
Immediately after crossing the capital, he ran for thousands of miles without sleep or rest!
"Drive!" A gentle and hoarse voice floated in the galloping air. With soft and white hands, Zhou slapped the reins fiercely, and then held the reins tightly.
Bright red flowed from between the fingers.
Sheng Yaoshan was stunned!
That is clearly the scar on the palm of the rein!
"Stop it! Stop it! You're hurt!" Sheng Yaoshan snapped.
"Ren Yue! Wait for me! Ren Yue! I know you are waiting for me!" Ruan Rou ignored Sheng Yaoshan's reminder, muttering to himself, riding faster and faster!
The cold wind passed through her hair, and ruthlessly pulled out her hairpin.
His long black hair hangs down, scattered in the desolate north wind.
The wind and frost cut her face, her fair cheeks seemed to be wounded by a sharp weapon, and there were streaks of red blood!
The wind was blowing snowflakes around her, and in her resolute eyes there was only a figure in white clothes. There was a faint smile on his lips, with soft falling flowers in his eyes, and his slender fingers behind him.
In the battle of the desert and wilderness, the 3,000 elite Sheng family army and the 100,000 Kashgar army died together!
Ren Yuexue appeared in surprise at night, joined forces and single-handedly, Sheng Yaoshan, who was left alone, fought from night to day!
finally!
In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the legend of the undefeated Sheng family army was continued!
But Ren Yue never came back again...
Even with a silver belt and a soft sword in hand, even with a close-fitting jade flute in hand, Wen Rou doesn't believe that Yue died in battle.
He is Ren Yue! He is Ren Yue who followed her through the past and present!
Although Wen Rou has never been able to be sure, but in her heart, all kinds of hints in the dark made her firmly believe that he is the Ren Yue from the previous life!
Although he is thin and picky, he is the hero who will never die in Gentle's heart!
From night to day.
From the waiting of the wedding ceremony, to the sad news of the death on the battlefield!
The undead hero was defeated in this way, emotionally speaking, it was really hard for Wen Rou to accept.
Wen Rou was covered in wounds, but she was carrying all kinds of magical wound medicines bestowed by Nangongxue and galloped all the way across the horse.
She thought, since Sheng Yaoshan only brought Ren Yue's belongings, but did not bring Ren Yue's bones... Then, it is not certain that he must be dead!
He is such a mysterious person, if he is not dead, he must be revived no matter what; if he dies in battle, let her find his bones and bury him with her own hands... , He must not be allowed to become an ownerless dead bone in the desert and rot together with those stenchy bones!