Bai Yueguang, who criticized the male protagonist of Fast Transmigration, has escaped

Chapter 84 The Eternal God of War
Between heaven and earth, they may never find her again.

I heard that a few days ago Xiao Wushang asked all the aristocratic families in Kyoto to replace the ever-burning lanterns in front of the mansion with wooden lanterns in the shape of small eider ducks,
She listened to their previous stories.

Jinjin is a bit stupid and likes to get lost, so he told her, if you get lost, I will hang this lantern around, and when you see it, you will know the way back.

Yun Zhaohua walked out of the princess mansion slowly, looking at the eider duck lantern hanging in front of the door, his nose sore.

"There are lanterns hanging all over the sky, why haven't you come back yet?"

Another spring, pear blossoms are blooming all over the mountains.

Years have passed, Yun Zhaohua is already 30 years old this year, and over the years she has many knots in her heart, her obsessions have become deeper and deeper, and her body is already terminally ill.

Lying on the bed, Hongye wept uncontrollably as she watched her dying.

He Lianjing rushed over when he heard the sound, looked at Yun Zhaohua with red eyes, and knelt in front of her: "Don't go, I know you want Jinjin, I have sent people to Huashan to find the Daoist, they must have a way of!"

Yun Zhaohua leaned against the beauty's couch, quietly looking at the pear tree planted in the yard, she coughed twice and raised her finger, "It was planted the year Jinjin left, and it's so tall now..."

12 years, 12 years have passed.

There is no news for 12 years, she will not come back, Zhao Ling has given birth to Prince Yue.

He Lianjing's heart ached like a torment, he never understood the obsession in Zhaohua's heart, and the depression in his heart could not be cured by anyone in the world.

He knelt down and cried bitterly, holding Yun Zhaohua in his arms and begging one after another: "Can you live for me and Jinjin?"

Yun Zhaohua looked back at him, a person as strong as her suddenly shed tears, and said aggrievedly: "But I want to see Jinjin."

He Lianjing hugged her tightly for fear that she would leave.

"Ah Jing, I owe her too much in this life." She murmured, "I still don't pay it off, and I won't pay it off in the next life."

He Lianjing began to cry bitterly, begging: "Don't leave me, please."

Lying in his arms, Yun Zhaohua was a little dazed.

The past suddenly flooded in front of my eyes, so clear.

On New Year's Eve in the twelfth lunar month, she ordered her servants to pack up and prepare to leave the elementary school. The girl called her with bright eyes: "Yun Zhaohua!"

She flaunted softly: "Your Majesty rewarded my father with a big night pearl. I heard that it was originally intended for you, but who told you to give me laxatives last time and missed it. I'm going to take it out to watch on New Year's Eve tonight. Would you like to come to my yard and have a look?"

She is so fresh, so beautiful.

Yun Zhaohua's eyes were sore, and he remembered that when she was dying in the cold palace, the girl in a white dress pushed the door in, and she said softly, "Yun Zhaohua, I'm here to pick you up."

Gentle, beautiful, like the moonlight above the sky.

He Lianjing watched the breathing of the person in his arms getting weaker and weaker, he shook his head frantically: "No! Zhaohua!!"

He Lianjin was already six years old, seeing her mother lingering on the sick bed, she ran in from the door with her skirt in her hands.

Yun Zhaohua raised his eyes and saw the girl in a white dress with a faint white light.

"Ah Jing...is that Jinjin?"

Seeing that he didn't even know his daughter, He Lianjing felt extremely sad in his heart. He sobbed and hugged Yun Zhaohua: "Don't leave me, Zhaohua, today is your birthday, you can't be so cruel."

The pear blossoms outside the courtyard were blown away by a gust of breeze, flying all over the sky, the girl in a snow-white lotus pattern dress quietly stood under the tree and looked at her, Yun Zhaohua propped himself up and looked.

She said in surprise, "Jinjin, are you back?"

The girl didn't speak under the tree, just looked at her quietly, bent her eyes and smiled, the dimples on her cheeks were as sweet as they were many years ago.

Yun Zhaohua raised his hand to take off the nine-headed phoenix hairpin on his head, let go of his black hair and said, "Return the things to you, come back."

Li Huafei scattered the girl's figure away, Yun Zhaohua eagerly rolled off the bed: "Don't go!"

He Lianjing and Hongye hurriedly protected her.

Yun Zhaohua raised his eyes and saw that there was no girl under the pear tree.

She looked at the outside of the courtyard in a daze, and said, "She's gone again."

The cause and effect of heaven and earth involve thousands of things.

Yun Zhaohua's heart knot couldn't be untied, and her life would not last long. At that time, she only felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and she wanted to sleep deeply without being disturbed.

He Lianjing watched the beloved in his arms die quietly, a piece of pear blossom floated in from outside the courtyard, and slowly landed on her palm, and he wept loudly, distraught.

The princess died of illness, and the whole country mourned.

White flags were hung all over the capital, and when Yunmin heard the news, he felt remorseful. The next day, he conferred the titles of Yunchao Huadun and Princess Mingjing, and buried the royal tomb with honor.

Yun Zhaohua's death made He Lianjing's heart shattered, and he completely collapsed. He voluntarily called for war and sent troops to fight for the sea area for the Dayun Dynasty, away from the sad place, and use the war to stop his grief.

When Xiao Wushang went to see him off, he found that He Lianjing was haggard, with stubble all over his face.

He smiled at him: "Siqing, I finally experienced the feeling that you lost Jinjin that day."

Xiao Wushang looked down at the wine in his hand, he took it and drank it: "Drink the farewell wine, I hope you are safe."

He Lianjing drank the strong wine in his hand happily, and he was no longer the high-spirited Wu Zhuangyuan who rode his horse and galloped like before.

The shameless Japanese pirates harassed the sea area all the year round, causing fishermen in many places to worry about life cases. Yun Chaohua died of illness, and He Lianjing had nothing to worry about. He gave his daughter to Weihaihou and his wife to raise, and led his troops to the expedition.

This trip lasted for four full years.

During the four years, Xiao Wushang heard countless good news.

In the 27th year of the Dayun Dynasty, He Lianjing became the God of War who was famous throughout the ages. Above the sea, his prestige spread all over the world, and everyone respected him.

In the last battle of the same year, on the day of the reunification of land and sea, He Lianjing died in battle, and his coffin was sent back to Kyoto with the victory report.

Xiao Wushang looked at He Lianjing who was lying quietly in the coffin in front of him, and suddenly felt sad in his heart.

"You are really knowledgeable, unlike the idiots in the Imperial College who only gag every day."

"By the way, my name is He Lianjing, the second son of Wei Haihou. Is your name Li Shang? Can I be friends with you?"

"My character is Qingzhong, honesty and loyalty, it is the ancestral motto of my Helian family!"

"In the future, I will follow the example of General Qin and lead troops to fight, and be famous all over the world!"

Xiao Wushang took a step back, spit out a mouthful of blood, and listened to the lieutenant general's reply: "General Helian could have been alive, but he insisted on breaking in alone in this last battle. If you want one man to fight a hundred men, when I chase after him, the general has already killed all the Japanese pirates, and he is kneeling on the boat with a long spear, dying."

Xiao Wushang looked at He Lianjing in the coffin: "He has the will to die."

All left him.

In this world, there is no one around him.

The deputy general was sad, bowed his head and persuaded: "My lord's condolences!"

Xiao Wushang turned and left, his back was so lonely and cold, slender and slender, everyone watching from behind felt faint sadness in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)