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After three months of fierce fighting, a surprise attack in the middle of the night finally completely defeated the border defense lines of Qianshi Kingdom and Southern Dynasty. The Sheng Army took the border of Qianshi Kingdom into their hands in one go, laying the foundation for success in future attacks. Qian Envoy's army suffered heavy losses, and they were not willing to continue fighting with Sheng's army. They quickly ran away as if they were taking off their armor...
After returning triumphantly this time, Sheng Qianmo can also plan to reward the lieutenants and soldiers. Of course, this will happen after returning to the city. What Sheng Qianmo wants to do most right now is to take a good rest and wait for this. After recuperating one night, the class teacher returned to the court.
Three months is not a long time, nor is it a short time. He and Shu Nuan were separated for four years before they were reunited. At this moment, he naturally wished he could run back to see his wife and children...
But that night, Sheng Qianmo received an urgent message from the emperor.
At night in the south, the wind and sand were very strong, whizzing by.
Sheng Qianmo's hand, which had killed countless enemies, was shaking slightly as it held the letter.
There was not much content in the letter, but Sheng Qianmo clearly saw the most scorching words, like a poisonous sharp blade piercing into the internal organs silently. At that moment, he could not even breathe. cant-
Young and immature, critically ill.
Come home quickly.
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How could Sheng Qianmo forget that when he went to war, the little guy hugged him aggrievedly and said he didn't want his father to leave. At that time, he felt extremely reluctant to let go, but he had to leave. He promised Qingzhi that he would leave later He had to teach her many skills. Now that he had won the battle, he was about to go back to see his little girl, but he received such bad news...
How long ago was this...
Shu Nuan never came to write home from beginning to end...
As soon as Sheng Qianmo thought that Shu Nuan had endured it alone in order to prevent him from being in a dilemma on the battlefield and let him fight the battle well, his heart was cut with a knife.
No matter what, Shu Nuan is still a little girl who needs to be loved and cared for. She is alone, and she is alone.
The two people he loved most most were suffering unprecedented pain, but he was not by their side.
What qualifications does he have to say that he can protect them for the rest of his life? He didn't even protect his daughter!
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Sheng Qianmo couldn't survive the night. Even after talking to Ning Chengyuan and Su Huang, he didn't have time to explain anything, so he rode his horse to the north city all night, wishing he could fly back to Shunuan Qingqing immediately. Childish side.
It was just dawn when he drove out of Nanjing City. The smoke had obviously subsided due to a light rain at night, but there was an invisible feeling in the air that gave people a very depressing feeling.
It turns out that there is another kind of longing, a longing that has spanned thousands of mountains and rivers but still has to be traced back to the bottom.
Sheng Qianmo was galloping in the wind and sand. He didn't know how tired he was, let alone the hardships. He only knew that he wanted to get to his little girl's side.
He didn't even dare to imagine what would happen to Qingzhi and what would happen to Shunuan if he couldn't make it in time, if he couldn't return to Beicheng in time...
In the mountains, forests and streams, galloping horses, dusty fallen leaves, rustling in mid-air, are finally buried in the sand...
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The wind was so strong, Qingzhi lay on the couch of the carriage, coughing from time to time.
Shu Nuan covered the little guy with a thick blanket, and from time to time he would raise his hand to pull down the car curtains that were blown open by the wind.