T R C L W (COMPLETE)

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The letter was written by Zhong Shang, and it was written with a great deal of effort, that caused the entire piece of paper to be soaked in ink.

Yan Yu gently placed Xie Zhen on the bed, and quietly studied the letter under the light of the lamp. He read for a long time, thinking about something. Finally, he placed the piece of paper on top of the candle, and the tongue of flame slowly swallowed the letter, burning it dry in an instant. The remaining ashes fell to the ground, just like Gao Xun's life. He was so hot when burning, but because he was burnt too quickly, he died too early, only leaving behind a strand of green ash.

He called the servant maids over to clean the floor and had someone heat up the place with hot water. He then helped himself to clean the handkerchief before sitting down on the bed and wiping Xie Zhen's face. She was crying so hard that even when she slept, she started crying. She kept muttering, "Don't die, don't die ..."

Yan Yu used a handkerchief to wipe the tears at the corner of her eyes, and gently caressed her swollen eyes, "Are you feeling sad like this?"

As he spoke, he tightly held onto the handkerchief in his hands.

Even the veins on the back of his hands could not help but bulge out.

Xie Zhen couldn't hear his words. She cried out sadly as her tiny body curled up into a ball.

As she cried, Yan Yu wiped her tears.

In the end, he could not do it anymore. Seeing that he was about to burst his eyes from crying, he simply took off his shoes and went to bed. He covered her with his arms and slowly licked away the tears that were flowing out of her eyes. His voice was hoarse, as if he was trying his best to suppress something, "Don't cry, Little Lamb, don't cry like that in front of me."

Even if it's because of Gao Xun, don't cry like this ...

Thinking of Gao Xun, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

This bastard was truly despicable! Did he die to make them feel guilty? Did he really think that Xie Zhen could remember him for the rest of his life?

If he knew about this earlier, he might as well have ruthlessly beaten him up on the day he went to the Lanling Mountains to wake him up!

Yan Yu bent over, staring at the little girl who was gradually falling asleep, and pecked her on the lips. It was as if he was comforting her, yet also possessing her. He gradually descended downwards, kissing every place he passed by, branding himself on top of her. This place was his, and that place was also his.

The next morning, Yan Yu woke up early and sent servant to deliver the letter. The letter described Gao Xun's achievements in detail, including his title and rank behind him.

The corpses of the dead soldiers were being brought back in batches, but there was no sign of Gao Xun.

Zhong Shang sent a letter back to the Qing Zhou, saying that he would be returning to his homeland after death.

Three days later, everything was ready.

Xie Zhen gradually accepted the news that Gao Xun had left. Although he was no longer sad, he was still a little depressed. She thought for a long time before deciding to give the jade hairpin to Yan Yu, "You should also take this hairpin back to Qing Zhou ... He will be buried together with big brother Gao Xun. He thought that this was my hairpin, but in reality ... Since he likes it so much, I'll just give it to him. "

Furthermore, she knew that Yan Yu was not happy to see this hairpin.

Every time she picked up the hairpin, his eyes would become gloomy and unreadable. Actually, he did mind ... It was just that Gao Xun had just left, he was not willing to care too much about it.