Cui Anhua raised his sword with all his strength and slashed at the enemy. He had already suffered many injuries at this time and was in great pain all over. He didn't know whether it was blood or sweat flowing down his forehead, blurring his eyes and making everything in front of him blurry. He couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was an enemy or a friend. He just held on with one breath and mechanically swung the sword in his hand.
Suddenly, he felt a chill in his chest. He was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, he felt dizzy and fell straight off the horse... He knew that he was going to die, die on this battlefield.
As a military general, dying on the battlefield was a worthy death. However, Cui Anhua was reluctant to breathe his last. His eyes were wide open and he refused to close them.
At the last moment of his life, he did not think about whether the war was won or lost, nor about his mother, wife, and children at home, but about the beautiful figure in his heart with regrets...
At the end of his life, he finally realized what his biggest regret was - missing out on the woman he loved the most. He regretted not insisting on marrying her.
If there is a next life, I will never miss her again. I will stay with her no matter what, without any regrets! Cui Anhua had the last thought in his mind, and finally took his last breath.
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"Hoohoo..." Cui Anhua suddenly got up from the bed and patted his chest to calm his heartbeat. Wasn't he already dead? Why was his heartbeat still there
When he realized this, his pupils dilated instantly. He quickly fumbled to get up and lit a candle. He found that everything in front of him was so familiar. Wasn't this his residence in Liangzhou City
What was going on? Cui Anhua was extremely surprised. He looked around and touched his whole body. There were no wounds on his body. What was going on
Perhaps Cui Anhua made too much noise and the guard on night duty heard it. He hurried in to check and when he saw Cui Anhua standing up, he hurriedly asked him the reason.
"It's just a nightmare. Don't worry." Cui Anhua made up an excuse. He suddenly remembered something and asked the guard, "My mind is a little confused. What month and day is it today?"
The guard didn't think anything of it and answered him respectfully.
After hearing this, Cui Anhua bewilderedly let the guards go. He then put on his clothes and walked to the table in front of his bed. On the table were some official reports, which contained the emperor's decrees, imperial edicts, various important court events, and of course the dates.
After seeing these official reports, Cui Anhua finally believed that he had really returned to three years ago and did not come back as a ghost, so he is now a living person.
It's a living person... Thinking of this, Cui Anhua became excited and the blood in his body seemed to boil. He couldn't help but cover his eyes and sob.
As expected, God was kind to him. Because he died with regrets in his previous life, he was given the opportunity to go back to three years ago, giving him a chance to make up for his biggest regret and not miss out on the woman he loved the most...
At this moment, Cui Anhua's mind was completely filled with the beloved woman whom he missed when he was young. All he could think about were the crystal clear tears on her face when he was forced to separate from her.
"Wen Yue, I will never miss you again in this life!" Cui Anhua said silently, and at the same time made up his mind in his heart.
A month later, Cui Anhua, as a guerrilla general, had to return to Beijing to report on his work.
He was so anxious that he led his men back to the capital overnight, not wanting to wait even a day. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that military generals were not allowed to leave their garrisons without an imperial decree, he would have been eager to rush back to the capital the day he was reborn.
After traveling for several days and nights, Cui Anhua finally returned to the capital, exhausted. He went straight back home to change his clothes. He had no time to see his mother, wife and children, nor did he stay at home to rest. He hurried to the door of a house in an alley and looked towards the house intently.
He really wanted to see his beloved woman immediately, but he was homesick. Even though the home of his beloved was in front of him, he did not dare to go forward and knock on the door to go in.
His beloved woman had been living alone here as a widow several years earlier, but for various reasons he had deliberately avoided her and did not dare to contact her.
But it was only after he died once that he truly realized who he loved the most, and he no longer cared about those worldly ethics. He just wanted to be with his beloved and no longer be bound by worldly views.
Cui Anhua stayed in front of Jiang Wenyue's door for a long time, and finally knocked on the door. After waiting for a while, a servant came to open the door: "Sir, who are you looking for?"
The servant saw the clothes Cui Anhua was wearing and asked in surprise.
"Is this the Jiang Mansion? Is your mistress at home?" Cui Anhua asked nervously. He hadn't met Wen Yue for a long time, and he was both excited and nervous about meeting her this time.
"This is indeed the Jiang Mansion, but my master is a widow living here, and it is not convenient for her to see other men." Although the servant was respectful, he still said the words of refusal.
"You! I am an old acquaintance of your master. What's wrong with visiting her openly? Just go and tell your master, and she will see me." Cui Anhua said confidently, "My surname is Cui, my name is Anhua, and I am the General of the Western Expedition."
The servant looked Cui Anhua up and down in surprise. He knew that no one dared to impersonate an official appointed by the imperial court, so what this man said must be true, and he was indeed the General of the Western Expedition.
"Then please wait a moment, General." said the servant, and then he closed the door and went in to report to his master.
After a while, someone came out and led him in: "General, please come in with me. My master has a favor."
When Cui Anhua heard this, his heart skipped a few beats. He became excited before he even saw anyone, and his steps were so light as if he was walking on clouds.
The servant brought him into a room, and he immediately saw a slender figure with its back to him.
"Wen Yue? Is it really you?" Cui Anhua immediately clenched his hands into fists, held his breath nervously, afraid of disturbing something, and asked softly.
The graceful figure slowly turned around, revealing a delicate and charming face. The beauty's eyes were red and full of tears, and she looked at Cui Anhua with hesitation as if she wanted to say something.
“Ask Yue!” When Cui Anhua saw the face of his beloved woman that seemed to have been forgotten by time, his nose felt sore and his eyes turned red. He immediately rushed forward and hugged her tightly in his arms, “I finally see you!”
Jiang Wenyue buried her face in the man's arms and cried silently. Her hot tears soaked the man's clothes, as if she had endless grievances to confide to him.
Cui Anhua was touched by her tears, and immediately felt infinite pity and heartache for her: "I'm sorry, I made you suffer for so many years..."