Princess, be nice

Chapter 1427

All of them had seen Yuan Changhuan and Xie Ci get along before they got married.

The former wife dared to beat the Lord with a whip before she was married to the Lord. The most important thing is that the Lord dared not hide.

Later, the lord and general married his wife back home, and she was also pampered like a treasure.

Now... still abandoning the great rivers and mountains, abandoning everything to find his wife, which shows the importance of his wife.

When a group of people think about this, they all look at their noses and noses and their hearts, not daring to reveal the slightest emotion.

Seeing the interaction between their mother and child, Xie Ci's originally gloomy complexion eased a lot, and even his thin lips revealed a slight smile. Even though Yuanyuan pretended to be mature, she was still as cute as before.

That's right, what is tough in the eyes of others becomes cute in the eyes of Xie Ci.

It was not until watching their figures disappear into the carriage that Xie Ci shifted his gaze to Mo Chen, "What happened?"

Mo Chen's face was still calm and stiff, and after hearing the words of thanks, he lowered his voice and said, "My lord, Young General Qin died in battle."

"When did it happen?" Xie Ci subconsciously glanced at the carriage and asked in a low voice when he saw that there was no movement.

As he spoke, he stepped away from the carriage.

Mo Chen knew the meaning of thanking him, and followed behind him step by step, his voice was lower, "The news came three days ago, and it has been nearly six days since I got the news."

Xie Ci clenched his hands under his sleeves tightly, his eyes piercing, "Explain in detail."

"Six days ago, Young General Qin led a team of troops to meet the food and grass that General Qin escorted from Pingcheng. Unexpectedly, he fell into an ambush in Linzhao. Unfortunately, thousands of arrows pierced his heart and died."

After a pause, Mo Chen continued, "The corpse was sent back to Pingcheng by General Qin himself."

"There will be no fakes."

A general fell, and Da Qi was in danger.

And Xie Ci had to go to the battlefield to command in person at this time, Mo Chen looked at Xie Ci, his lips were tightly pursed, if he hadn't received the news from the Lord today, even he might be in a mess.

After all, it is a matter of state affairs.

For Qin Lancang's death in battle, Xie Ci was not surprised. As a general, he had to be prepared to die on the battlefield anytime and anywhere, and dying on the battlefield was also the best way for them.

The blood stained the country, and it wasn't Qin Lancang who died, but also other generals.

Xie Ci has long been used to seeing life and death, but it was a pity to hear Qin Lancang's death in battle.

He is a very good opponent, and also a very good general, Xie Ci closed his eyes, "Send an order to go back, posthumously confer the posthumous title of Young General Qin as Marquis of Zunyi."

"At this time, the battlefield is in chaos and there are many crises. Do you want to take the young master back?"

Xie Ci played with the jasper beads between his fingers, his expression was flat, "Let's go first."

"Yes."

After Mo Chen left, Xie Ci walked towards the carriage without haste. Regarding the news that Qin Lancang had died in battle, Xie Ci was not going to tell Yuan Changhuan, at least the news of his death in battle could not come out of his mouth. .

Otherwise, after finally coaxing the mother and child, wouldn't it be that they would be divorced from them again.

After all, Qin Lancang occupies an important position for their mother and son, and Xie Ci understands better than anyone else.

Thinking of this, Xie Ci stepped into the carriage, his eyes returned to the usual calm and gentle, looking at the big and small people in the carriage, "We should go."

"Father, mother is going to send Miao Miao away." Yuan Miao looked at his father with an aggrieved expression.

Xie Ci was standing at the door of the carriage, when he heard his son's words, he slightly lowered his eyes and looked at them.

"Round round?"

Listening to Xie Ci's voice, Yuan Changhuan caressed his son's head, his eyes were clear, as if he could see into Xie Ci's heart, his red lips became pale as paper at some point.

(End of this chapter)