Empress, she is beautiful Lu Ziye

Chapter 600 Where did you come from and where are you going?

When he opened his mouth, all the forbearance and strength he had held before were shattered, and his tears fell to the ground.

Nan Zhen was puzzled and asked her what was wrong.

She just shook her head and couldn't say anything more.

Nan Zhen sighed and took her into the house, "It's cold outside, come in and talk."

Wei Yan followed suit. After entering the house, Nan Zhen poured her a cup of hot water to warm her hands, and then sat across from her, waiting for her to finish crying.

After a while, Wei Yan finally raised her sleeves and wiped her tears.

Her hands were shaking.

Nan Zhen watched silently, and waited until her mood stabilized before asking, "What happened?"

As soon as the words came out, the tears that had just been wiped filled his eyes again.

Nan Zhen had guessed the follow-up when she spoke her first words, but there was nothing she could do about the disappearance of a life.

At this moment, any words of comfort seem too pale.

This is the first time Wei Yan has experienced the battlefield up close, and it is also the first time she has faced the death of a friend.

Wei Yan's eyelids were swollen like walnuts, and she sat motionless on the stool, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

There are also soldiers who lost their lives outside Baixiong Pass like Goudan, and she can do even less.

The gun barrel passed through his chest, lifeless.

"You're too tired," Nan Zhen said, "Please take a nap first."

But Wei Yan suppressed her crying and said intermittently, "I met a friend in the reserve camp. His name is Goudan... I personally collected the body for him last night."

"He hasn't learned the marksmanship I taught him yet. I have always thought that after the battle is over, I will give him everything I know so that he can realize his ambition and become a powerful general... But... But he is gone..."

Goudan was two years younger than her, with a lively and cheerful temperament. He took great care of her, a new soldier, and never bullied her just because he had been in the camp for a long time.

Seeing Wei Yan nodding, Nan Zhen sighed and called the maid under the eaves, "Take her down to rest. Prepare some cold water and apply it on her eyes."

"Mother, he is still so young..." Wei Yan choked while wiping her tears, "He said he wanted to make meritorious deeds. He wanted to make money and go back to treat his old mother. He wanted the whole family to be proud of him."

She would even help others when they bullied her.

When it came to the latter part, Wei Yan had already lost her voice.

Nan Zhen didn't speak, just stayed with her quietly.

She felt a little restless, but she couldn't show it in the military camp, so she had to come to Nan Zhen.

But he was such an optimistic and smiling person, and he was lying quietly in front of her last night.

His face was gray, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was a broken red tassel gun stuck in his body.

From the initial wailing to the silent tears, the bloodshed and cruelty of war are ultimately deeply imprinted on all those who experience it.

When she calmed down, her eyes were dull.

"He said that the pickles made by his mother are very delicious, and he will definitely give me a try when he has the chance."

"Yes."

When the maid helped Wei Yan leave the room, she happened to bump into Bi Luo striding towards her.

Bi Luo glanced at Wei Yan and walked inside to talk to Nan Zhen, "Master, Miss Wei, this is..."

"The impact was too great and I couldn't recover for a while."

In this situation, everyone needs some time to adjust.

She wasn't born with it either.

Nan Zhen calmed down a little and looked at Bi Luo, "How are the people in Mingyue Pavilion?"

"More than ten people died, all are clearly counted," Bi Luo handed over the list, "Master has a look at it."

Nan Zhen scanned each name carefully, familiar yet unfamiliar.

"It's up to you to figure out the follow-up matters." "Yes."

"By the way," Nan Zhen asked again, "What's the current situation of the Red Ghost Alliance?"

Bi Luo: "They also killed a lot of people, but they didn't take credit. Most of them had already left this morning, including some stragglers."

What they want is this freedom. If they stay and wait for the court to reward them, they will lose the freedom of Jianghu people to come and go as they please.

Nan Zhen nodded, this was what she expected.

"Is Mrs. Ghost still locked up in Mingyue Pavilion?"

Biluo should be.

Nan Zhen: "Send a message to Qingying and ask her to let him go."

"Okay, my subordinate will do it now."

The yard became quiet again, and it was completely bright.

Nan Zhen took off her cloak and went to the yard to look at the scenery. She was surprised to find that the snow on the roof and treetops had already begun to melt.

When the maid who brought breakfast came over, she saw that she was wearing thin clothes and advised her, "My dear, please don't take off your clothes so quickly. It's the coldest when the snow melts."

Nan Zhen shook her head, "It doesn't matter, it's already spring."

"It's spring and there's still a bit of cold in the spring." The maid served her a plate of rice. "My queen, please drink some porridge to keep warm."

Nan Zhen smiled and did not refuse again.

……

In the next few days, Xiao Rongxi did not come to the General's Mansion again and had been dealing with military affairs. Nan Zhen's health gradually improved.

Yi Hong took his disciples back to the Valley of Miracle Doctors, and Cheng Fang came to say goodbye.

He handed the Mingyue Order back to Nan Zhen, "The mechanism box has been opened and the list has been revealed. This key has no effect. You can keep it for your thoughts."

No matter how you put it, this is something that has been with Nan Zhen for more than ten years, and it has feelings.

Nan Zhen took it, gently stroked the lines on the warm jade, and asked, "Where are you going, Mr. Cheng?"

Cheng Fang smiled and said, "Where you come from, you go back to where you came from."

Although he was smiling, the light in his eyes seemed to be dimming.

In just a few days, I feel like I have aged several years.

After guarding the secret of the Mingyue Order for decades, once it was revealed, he did not feel relaxed, but rather seemed to have lost his direction.

Nan Zhen held Nuan Yu in her hand, "I wonder what happened to the soldiers of the Nan family?"

"A lot of people died," Cheng Fang's mouth gradually fell. "The old guys rushed forward desperately. They wanted to die on the battlefield where they had struggled all their lives. The young people... also died a lot, and the rest , they all continued to go home and do their original work.”

"No one wants to stay?"

Cheng Fang: "Yes, some people have set up martial arts groups and recruited apprentices. They originally planned to join the army, but now is the time."

The Nan Family Army is gone, but there will always be new ones.

He paused and said, "It's getting late, so I won't linger any longer. Nanny, see you later."

"I'll see you off."

"No need." Cheng Fang stopped her, but didn't say anything more. He just smiled with relief, turned around and walked away.

From then on, the world still belonged to the people of the world, and the name Nanjiajun only existed in history books.

Mingyue Pavilion is still Mingyue Pavilion, but there is no longer a Mingyue Order in the world.

Nan Zhen raised her hand and wanted to put the pendant back on, but she couldn't use her backhand.

After a while of effort, just when she was about to call Bi Luo, someone took the braided rope in her hand, stood behind her, and tied the knot carefully.

"I've always seen you wearing it since I met you. I've worn it for a few days, but I still feel uncomfortable." Xiao Rongxi straightened the pendant for her, "It's fine now."