The upper body of the guard was almost kneeling on the ground, layers of hairs stood up on his back.

He swallowed and said: "The messenger only reported here in the early court. When the emperor heard that General Chu died in battle, his face changed drastically, and then he reprimanded everyone to retreat. The two went to the imperial study. As for the whereabouts of General Xi, only the emperor should know......"

Hearing this, Aunt Lian covered her mouth, sobbed in her throat, tears fell down uncontrollably.

Lin Qingbai was still sitting there with dim eyes and a blank expression on his face.

He looked around blankly, as if he didn't know what to do, his wrist fell on the table, and he wanted to pick up the brush and finish the unfinished letter just now.

Lin Qingbai looked at the piece of paper, and he didn't write for a long time. His fingertips trembled uncontrollably, and a large drop of ink from the tip of the pen fell on the paper.

The ink was smudged, and a piece of paper was stained dirty and messy.

Lin Qingbai was a little anxious. He just thought of a sentence and wanted to tell Xi An, why he couldn't remember it all of a sudden.

Xi An is still waiting for his reply in Qianzhou.

Today is his birthday, why can't I even think of a word of blessing!

Until Lin Qingbai heard Aunt Lian crying and shouting: "My lord!"

Lin Qingbai paused, looking at the piece of paper, he could only see the crooked writing on the paper, making no sense.

Only the word "An Hao" is vaguely discernible.

Lin Qingbai just woke up from a dream. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. The brush in his hand was almost broken, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Prepare the car...to the palace."

The car was prepared in a hurry, there was no stove in the car, let alone the soft brocade and cotton cushions of the past.

It was snowing heavily in the capital today, the road was bumpy, the curtains of the car were blown open, and the wind and snow continued to be drawn into the car.

Lin Qingbai seemed to feel it. He stood upright, closed his eyes, and sat on the seat like a log. The cold wind brought winter snow to his body, and his originally delicate and white fingers were nowIt was red from the cold.

Aunt Lian really couldn't stand it anymore, she picked up the cloak and put it on Lin Qingbai's shoulders, she said in a hoarse voice: "My lord, you must take care of your health, if the young master knows, he will be worried.....”

Lin Qingbai's eyelashes trembled, but he remained motionless.

Aunt Lian didn't dare to persuade her anymore.

I don't know how long it took to walk this way, and the carriage arrived at the gate of the palace crookedly in the snow like this.

But before stepping into the palace gate, the carriage suddenly tilted and couldn't move.

Aunt Lian hurriedly lifted the curtain of the car and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

The groom turned his head and said anxiously: "It's not that I won't leave. The snow is so heavy today that I can't see the road clearly. It must be that the wheels are stuck in the pit. Just wait a while! Just wait a while!"

After saying that, the groom waved his whip high, the two whips came down, the horse barked high, and ran forward desperately pulling the rope, but the carriage was so stuck that it was still motionless after shaking twice.

"It'll be right away...right away..." The groom was sweating all over, he raised his whip and lashed the horse twice.

Aunt Lian was also very anxious, she turned her head and said to Lin Qingbai: "My lord, I will order my servants to find a carriage again, don't worry."

Lin Qingbai didn't wait for Aunt Lian's words to finish, he opened his eyes and stepped forward, and lifted the curtain of the car.

The wind and snow outside the car became heavier again, and large flakes of snow fell to the ground lightly like feathers.

The imperial city is majestic and snow-covered, and the carriage stands under the crimson city wall, like an ant sparrow. It is the time of the Chinese New Year, but the palace is completely empty, and there are no guests coming and going. Only the gatekeepers at the gate of the palaceTwo lines of guards.

Supporting the carriage with his white hands, Lin Qing stepped out of the carriage, ignoring the voices of the people next to him, facing the wind and snow, stepping on the snow and walking quickly towards the palace.

"My lord!"

Aunt Lian panicked, shouted, and quickly got out of the carriage.

At this time, Aunt Lian didn't care about the distinction between master and servant, or inferiority, she stepped forward and grabbed Lin Qingbai's arm.

Lin Qingbai's body

His face was thin, and he turned around abruptly when he was pulled by her.

"My lord, please wait a little longer! The carriage will be here soon! I have already found someone to call for a carriage! It will take up to two quarters of an hour!" Aunt Lian said anxiously, pulling Lin Qingbai even harder with her hands.

She was afraid that if she let go, Lin Qingbai would really walk into the emperor's palace step by step in the heavy snow.

The wind rustled, and endless snowflakes fell between the two of them. A piece of snowflakes fell on Lin Qingbai's slender eyelashes. Lin Qingbai blinked, and his eyes suddenly turned red. He took a breath and said in a low voice: "But I can't wait..."

Aunt Lian had never heard Lin Qingbai speak in such a tone, her heart shrank suddenly, she stood still, and the strength in her hands loosened a lot.

Lin Qingbai lowered his eyes, pushed Aunt Lian's hand away, turned around and continued walking forward.

"My lord..."

"My lord!"

The servants around followed Aunt Lian and continued to comfort Lin Qingbai, but Lin Qingbai didn't say a word and just walked forward.

The cold wind howled, his black hair flew in the snow, the hem of his clothes twitched, and the white crane embroidery on the cloak seemed to fly into the air in the snow.

It is very difficult to walk in the snow, coupled with the cold weather, the moment you step on the ground, the white snow seeps into the shoes and boots, turning into icy water, and the toes become stiff after walking a few steps, and the snow seeps into the trouser legs, lost all feeling in legs.

And Lin Qingbai didn't seem to feel these things at all, and continued to walk forward. Gradually, those servants couldn't keep up with Lin Qingbai's pace, and could only fall far behind.

After about two quarters of an hour, finally arrived at the Imperial Study Room.

Candlelight was lit in the imperial study room, and there was a team of guards patrolling outside, and the eunuch was guarding the door.

Lin Qingbai stepped forward, and the guards were stunned seeing Lin Qingbai's embarrassed appearance, and the eunuch Gao Feng immediately exclaimed: "Lord Yun, how did you come here! What......why is it covered in snow?!"

Lin Qing's white hair was covered with white snow, his body had long lost his intuition, he just stood still, and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to see Your Majesty..."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Gao Feng quickly responded, "Your Majesty is discussing matters now, I'll go in and let you know, Prince Yun, please wait! Wait!"

After Gao Feng finished speaking, he walked into the hall in a panic, and after a while Gao Feng trotted out and said, "Lord Yun, Your Majesty invites you to enter the hall!"

Lin Qingbai pulled up the hem of his clothes, stepped into the imperial study room, and the ministers who were inside also came out one after another.

When the ministers saw Lin Qingbai's appearance, they were all startled.

Prince Yun is dressed in white gauze all year round, with a delicate face, like a fairy who is not stained with dust, never has he been so embarrassed.

In the end, none of the ministers dared to speak to Lin Qingbai, they just sighed and walked out quickly with their heads bowed.

Walking through the corridor, Lin Qingbai entered the inner hall of the imperial study.

The emperor was frowning and sitting in front of the table. The table was full of various memorials, books, and maps, and he was buried in the pile of things, flipping through a few papers irritably, fingersSuddenly, he tore these pieces of paper into pieces and threw them on the ground.

"Brother Huang..." Lin Qingbai called out.

The emperor just raised his head, and his pupils suddenly shrank when he saw Lin Qingbai.

Lin Qingbai's body was covered in snow, and the snow seeped into his clothes, and the water dripped down the corners of his clothes. However, his fingers were blue from the cold, and he was so pale that he seemed to be melting into the snow.

The emperor quickly stood up and said, "Xiao Shi, how did you do this?!"

Lin Qingbai didn't speak, he still followed the etiquette, opened his clothes and knelt on the ground, but his body was frozen stiff, even the simple action of kneeling was very difficult.

"Brother Huang, I know about Qianzhou, and I hope Brother Huang can tell the truth about the situation in Qianzhou." Lin Qingbai saluted with both hands together, his hands were red from the cold, and his thin arms were trembling slightly.

The emperor paused, sighed for a while, helped Lin Qingbai up, and said: "I didn't tell you this because I was afraid that you would be like this now, and now it seems that you all know....”

"hope

Brother Huang can tell the truth about the situation in Qianzhou."

The emperor was very helpless, he turned his head and said to his servants: "Come here, heat up the stove and burn a hand stove for King Yun."

After talking about the emperor, Lin Qingbai helped her to sit on the cushion beside the desk, which was the warmest place near the stove.

Lin Qingbai's body was weak, and he sat on the soft cushion with the strength of the emperor. Before he could sit still, he straightened up again: "Brother Huang..."

Before Lin Qingbai could ask a question this time, he was interrupted by the emperor raising his hand.

The emperor also said with a tired face, "General Chu died in battle."

After finishing speaking, the emperor sighed deeply, the breath seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and it was pressed on Lin Qingbai's chest at once.

Lin Qingbai's hands were clenched into fists, his teeth were clenched on his lower lip, and he waited with great pain for the emperor's next words.

The emperor continued: "I know you want to ask Xi An, but I can't give you an answer. You should have heard that he went to Moshan with General Chu that day, but encountered an ambush and an avalanche.All the soldiers were buried under the white snow, and the reinforcements who went there later only found the bones of General Chu in the snow, and as for Xi An.....has not yet disappeared, it may be a disaster."

After hearing what the emperor said, the sweat in Lin Qingbai's hands had already soaked his sleeves, he slowly let go of his fingers, for a moment he didn't know what he was supposed to do?

He has always been smart, but now he needs to think very slowly about what the emperor said just now.

no whereabouts...

No whereabouts is not knowing whether to live or die.

Xue Beng, all the soldiers were buried under the snow, General Chu who fell down the cliff with Xi An has passed away.

What about Xi'an?

More bad luck than good luck.

It wasn't until Lin Qingbai tasted the scent of blood, that he loosened the teeth that clenched his lips, like a rusty stone mill, and finally had a little reaction.

He ignored the emperor's second half of the sentence, just slowly nodded and said: "It's good that there is no whereabouts......"

Seeing Lin Qingbai's distraught appearance, the emperor sighed again.

The sudden death of General Chu caused Qianzhou's army to be in turmoil, which made the situation that was originally beneficial to the Fu Dynasty collapse in an instant.

The ministers of the DPRK and China are all in a state of desperation. The most urgent task now is to clean up the battlefield, and then find someone who can stabilize the situation to go to Qianzhou and control the whole situation in time, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

But now looking around in the court, it is difficult to find someone who is suitable to go to Qianzhou to unite the front.

The emperor and Lin Qingbai had their own concerns, and the fire made a crackling sound of burning charcoal in the two of them.

Lin Qingbai looked at the fire, his eyes were full of fire, and suddenly he asked in a deep voice, "Brother Huang, where is General Chu's body now..."

As soon as General Chu was mentioned, the emperor's face became more sad. He raised his hand and rubbed his face and said, "We are still in Qianzhou. It happened suddenly, and the messenger came back to deliver the message, but it has been ten years since the incident happened in Qianzhou."Four days, but the weather in Qianzhou is cold, and the corpse is also frozen. After all, General Chu is a great hero of my Fu Dynasty. I just discussed with the Minister of Rites to bring his body back to the capital and bury it in the imperial mausoleum."

In the past, Lin Qingbai would definitely praise the emperor's benevolence, but now he doesn't even have the strength to speak, he just looks at the fire.

The emperor paused, and continued: "I plan to send some more people to Qianzhou to bring back the bones of General Chu, and also help to find General Xi."

Only then did Lin Qingbai slowly raise his eyes to look at the emperor, and said, "...I will go too."

The emperor frowned and said, "Nonsense, do you know how far it is from the capital to Qianzhou? You can't even take the two quarters of an hour's journey back from the capital to your residence. How can you be exhausted in the past two months?"

Lin Qingbai asked in a calm voice: "Who is the emperor planning to send to Qianzhou?"

"It should be Yue Hui. After all, he is the only apprentice of General Chu, and he can be regarded as the last member of the Chu family."

The emperor was disappointed when he said this.

Lin Qingbai withdrew his gaze and was silent for a while, then suddenly he lowered his head and smiled and said: "Yes, he is

The only apprentice of General Chu..."

Suddenly Lin Qingbai moved closer, raised his red eyes, and asked with a trembling voice: "But brother emperor, have you ever thought that I only have Xi'an as an apprentice........It's just me and him!"

The emperor stared at Lin Qingbai in a daze, the warm light from the fire was reflected on Lin Qingbai's delicate and pale cheeks, his eyes met the emperor's without moving.

Sadness, anger, helplessness, too many emotions were contained in Lin Qingbai's eyes, and in the end they all turned into tears in his eyes.

Over the years, Lin Qingbai has been gentle and courteous, and has hidden half of his heart from everyone. Even if he is a brother who grew up together, the emperor has never seen such emotional eyes in his eyes.

Even if he didn't trust him and seized power from him, Lin Qingbai let it go with a calm face.

The two looked at each other for a while, but the emperor still couldn't bear Lin Qingbai's intense gaze, he moved his eyes away, and comforted him in a low voice: "Xiao Shi, I know how you feel right now, but after all, you still have to worry about it."If you did not find Xi'an, if you went to Qianzhou, and when you found him and found him healthy, but you fell ill, the loss outweighs the gain, and the result will be the same if you stay in the capital."

Lin Qingbai's hands clenched into fists, he took a breath, closed his eyes heavily, and said in a low voice, "But it's too slow..."

It would take half a month to spread a letter from Qianzhou to the capital. Even if there was news of Xi An over there, he would have to wait half a month to find out.

He was just afraid that if he suffered like this every day, he might not be able to get through the half month and wait for news from Xi An.

A little later, Lin Qingbai came out of the imperial study.

The servants were already waiting at the door, and as soon as Lin Qingbai came out, Aunt Lian asked in a panic: "My lord, how is Master Xi'an?!"

"My lord, is there any news about the young master?"

The cold wind outside the hall was too strong, Lin Qingbai's body swayed twice.

Aunt Lian quickly supported his arm, her eyes worried.

"Xi An, whereabouts are unknown, life and death are unknown." Lin Qingbai said slowly in a hoarse voice.

As soon as these words came out, the people around looked at each other, but no one said anything.

If the whereabouts are unknown, there is still hope.

But when they thought of the situation in Qianzhou, where even General Chu was buried, everyone's face became dark again, and they didn't dare to say another word.

Even though Lin Qingbai had been roasting in the imperial study for a long time, his hands were still as cold as ice.

The carriage had long been waiting in front of the empty space in front of the imperial study room. Aunt Lian helped Lin Qingbai step down the steps of the imperial study room, and saw Yuehui walking down the snow from a distance wearing a sword and wearing a black cloak.Come.

His face was frosty, he walked with big strides, and he did not ride a horse. The difference from Lin Qingbai was that even if he walked in the snow, he still walked skillfully, as if walking on flat ground.

With such a dusty appearance, he should have rushed over from the barracks just after learning of General Chu's death.

But in the blink of an eye, Yuehui walked to the door of the imperial study room, with a gust of cold wind on his body.

The servants saluted Yuehui one after another, but Yuehui seemed to have never heard of it. He didn't salute Lin Qingbai, and he didn't even look at Lin Qingbai. He just passed Lin Qingbai with a cold face and walked straight into the room.Went to the imperial study room.

After getting into the carriage, Lin Qingbai was speechless all the way, but just looked out the window vaguely.

It wasn't until the carriage was about to reach Prince Yun's Mansion that Lin Qingbai said, "Go to Qingmo Temple."

Aunt Lian saw that Lin Qingbai's expression was not good, and she comforted her with worried eyes: "My lord, Qingmo Temple is too far away, and you still need to walk for half an hour. You have been tossing around for a long time today, and the weather is cold.Qingmo Temple is not as comfortable as home, let's rest in the mansion first today...."

Lin Qingbai still looked out of the car and said, "It's not cold, go to Qingmo Temple."

"My lord, your clothes and boots are still wet after stepping on the snow in the palace just now, how can you not be cold?"

"Not cold." Lin Qingbai still said so.

Aunt Lian opened her mouth and wanted to persuade her again, but suddenly she heard Lin Qingbai say: "I feel cold like this, so it must be so cold for An'er to be buried in the snow."

cold......."

Lin Qingbai's voice was very light, like the snow outside the window, blown by the wind and blowing away in no time.

Aunt Lian turned away her face with red eyes, and could no longer say a word to persuade Lin Qingbai.

When he arrived at Qingmo Temple, Lin Qingbai locked himself in the room and knelt in front of the Buddha statue.

The candles in the room were always lit, until the next day, a lot of servants gathered outside the room, even Liang Yaochu rushed over.

Lin Qingbai didn't sleep all day yesterday, he didn't even have a meal, and the door couldn't be opened, so he could only vaguely see Lin Qingbai's emaciated figure kneeling on the ground from the oiled paper on the window.

Hongyue blushed anxiously, stomped her feet and said to Aunt Lian and Liang Yaochu: "This is what happened to the prince last night! He didn't move at all, and the charcoal fire in the room is almost burnt out!"

Aunt Lian also panicked, she looked around anxiously: "My lord locked the door, what should I do?"

"What should I do?" Liang Yaochu was impatient, and she said angrily, "Pry open the door when it's locked, and you don't care if he lets you in, if not, he can sit inside all the time, and I haven't waited until XiAn's life and death, he will boil himself to death first, believe it or not."

After Liangyaochu finished speaking, without waiting for Aunt Lian to say anything, she walked to the small woods in front of her and bent over to find something on the ground. After a while, she picked up a narrow twig and came back.After entering the crack of the door, the door lock inside the door was pushed open with only two clicks.

The door of the hall was opened, and the candlelight in the room was flickering. Lin Qingbai was dressed in white and knelt with his back to the door. The stone statue of Buddha stood tall in the room, looking down on everything in the hall with a smile on his face.

Liang Yaochu has always been bold and aggressive, but when she saw Lin Qingbai's thin back, she changed her previous expression and refused to go in.

She took two steps back, and said with rare hesitation: "...I'm not very good at talking, find someone who can persuade people to go in."

Aunt Lian walked into the hall carrying the lunch box. She was afraid that Lin Qingbai would be disturbed, so she took every step lightly.

The charcoal fire in the room was indeed about to burn out, and the temperature was almost the same as that outside the room. Even Xiao Bai was huddled in the corner with half-closed eyes.

Aunt Lian put a small table in front of Lin Qingbai, opened the lunch box, took out every dish, and then softly called Lin Qingbai: "My lord..."

The light in the room was dim, and Lin Qingbai's complexion was very poor, white as if it was going to be transparent, his eyes were bluish-purple, his lips were not as rosy as before, but chapped and peeled, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand,Read it softly.

Aunt Lian looked at her distressed, and called softly again: "My lord."

Lin Qingbai just woke up like a dream, his eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, looking at Aunt Lian with blurred eyes.

Aunt Lian was already old, and she stayed up all night last night, her eyes were bloodshot.

She lowered her eyes, picked up her chopsticks and gave Lin Qingbai some vegetables, muttering: "My lord, I know you don't have an appetite now, but for the sake of your health, you need to eat some..."

Lin Qingbai lowered his eyes, staring at the meals in a daze, but did not move for a while.

Aunt Lian suppressed her smile and persuaded: "My lord, before leaving, Young Master Xi'an told me that my lord likes to eat pumpkin porridge. If you don't have an appetite, you can add some goat's milk to the pumpkin porridge and serve it with mountainDried berries are sweet and sour, the prince will definitely eat them."

Xiaobai also wagged his tail at this time, walked to Lin Qingbai's side and lay down, gently licking the back of Lin Qingbai's cold hands with the tip of his tongue, as if to comfort him.

"My lord, you can see that Young Master Xi'an is so sensible, so don't let him worry..."

Aunt Lian handed the chopsticks to Lin Qingbai's hand with red eyes, and said, "Eat as much as you want, my lord."

Lin Qingbai raised his head and looked up at the Buddha statue in front of him.

He bent down under the stone statue, and felt for the first time that the Buddha statue was really tall, almost reaching the roof and the clouds.

Wang's neck was sore, Wang's eyes were dry, so he looked up for a while, then lowered his eyes and picked up the bowls and chopsticks without saying a word and began to eat.

The servants in the mansion are very careful, knowing that Lin Qingbai must have no appetite, and the preparations are all his food.

A favorite light snack.

As for those delicious meals in the past, such as goat's milk pumpkin porridge, and sour and sweet dried raspberries, Lin Qingbai couldn't taste any of them, and just swallowed numbly.

Every mouthful of food could stir his stomach to churn and nausea, but he remained calm.

Seeing that Lin Qingbai had finished eating, Aunt Lian finally breathed a sigh of relief. She buried her head in packing the dishes on the table, but she heard Lin Qingbai say, "Aunt Lian, help me post the reply letter to Xi An.", and his birthday present."

Aunt Lian was taken aback, and quickly responded: "Okay, okay..."

Lin Qingbai said softly again: "Aunt Lian, you have worked hard."

Lin Qingbai's voice was a little hoarse, but it was still clear and pleasant. When he spoke softly, his voice was like the dense white smoke from the incense burner, lingering and rising in the empty Buddhist hall.

Aunt Lian didn't look up, she lowered her head and continued to pack her things, but her voice changed: "I don't work hard, I don't work hard..."

Originally, everyone in the mansion thought that after this incident, Lin Qingbai would be devastated and would not eat, drink or sleep.

Aunt Lian was afraid that Lin Qingbai would overwhelm herself first, but she didn't expect that Lin Qingbai would become the same as usual after eating this meal.

He lived in the temple, got up in the morning and had breakfast, and then locked himself in the room and sat facing the Buddha.

At other times, she should sleep and eat, and she has never experienced any physical discomfort, which made Liang Yaochu and Aunt Lian heave a sigh of relief.

It's just that Lin Qingbai didn't talk much at first, but now there are even fewer words.

In this way, Lin Qingbai was like this for many days, living in the temple away from the court.

During this period, the situation in the court was full of ups and downs.

The death of General Chu dealt a great blow to the entire court, and the entire Fu Dynasty lost its pillar overnight.

The red scorpion tribe, who had already been beaten back to their old nest, is now even more aggressively attacking Qianzhou.

The emperor wanted to send Yuehui to Qianzhou to deal with the war.

However, just two days before Yuehui was going to travel, a fire broke out in Dongdaying camp where he was staying. The food and grass in the barracks were burned, and many soldiers were killed, causing heavy losses.

In the emperor's heart, the defense of the capital is naturally more important than the frontier, so the emperor decided to keep Yuehui in the capital after venting his anger in the court.

On the other side of Qianzhou, the emperor sent a young governor and an army of thousands of people to go there.Can.

The group left the capital the next day and rushed to Qianzhou.

No matter how fast they are, it will take nearly a month to go back and forth.

Until the vernal equinox, the weather is getting warmer, the peach blossoms in the temple reveal small pink buds, and the courtyard exudes an elegant fragrance.

This day, Lin Qingbai finished his breakfast, closed the door of the room as before, and locked himself in the room.

When it was almost noon, the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the temple, and someone hurried over, followed by the noise of human voices.

Lin Qingbai turned a deaf ear to this voice, and continued to chant Buddhist scriptures in a low voice until the noisy voice came directly to the gate.

bang bang bang!

There was a heavy knock on the door, and Xiao Bai inside the room immediately straightened up, barking towards the outside.

"My lord! My lord!"

The noise outside the door was accompanied by Aunt Lian's eager shouts, each of which became more intense.

Only then did Lin Qingbai put down the Buddhist beads in his hand, stood up, walked to the gate and opened the gate.

The sun just hit the door. Lin Qingbai stayed in the dark room for a long time, squinting his eyes because of the stimulation. When he opened his eyes after a while, he saw people standing outside the door.

Aunt Lian stood at the door, her eyes were red, and she raised her hand to wipe her tears.

Not far away stood a soldier in armor. The soldier walked up to Lin Qingbai, knelt down and saluted, and said, "Lord Yun, I am the soldier who followed Wei Dudu to Qianzhou this time.I'll give the cloud first

The prince sent a message that General Xi has been found. His life is safe, but he was slightly injured. He is currently resting in the Qianzhou military camp. Please rest assured, Prince Yun."

The servants outside the hall should have known the news a long time ago, their eyes were red, and some even cried while holding their voices down.

Lin Qingbai didn't show much excitement, he asked again softly: "What did you just say?"

"General Xi has been found, and his life is safe. He was only slightly injured. Currently, General Xi is resting in the Qianzhou military camp. Lord Yun, please rest assured."

Lin Qingbai nodded, he turned around under the eyes of everyone, and wanted to walk into the hall, but suddenly felt extremely tired, his hand that was holding the door of the hall was loosened, and he couldn't stand still.Fall over.

"Lord Yun!"

"My lord!"

Lin Qingbai closed his eyes at the exclamation of everyone, and passed out.

Drowsy, Lin Qingbai's brain was confused, and he had many messy dreams, and every dream was full of heavy snow.

He dreamed that the day his master passed away, it was also snowing heavily.

He and his senior brother knelt on the snow outside the hall, and the bell rang three times in the distance. The senior sister stood on the steps, and with a wave of her hand, a water-blue enchantment fell, and the enchantment slowly covered it., the palace shrouded in the barrier gradually became transparent.

He dreamed that after the death of the master, the senior sister decided to retreat for a hundred years, and set foot on Lingfu Mountain, the highest in the fairy world, Lin Qingbai sent her to the foot of the mountain, watching the senior sister stepping up the towering mountain steps with a bright moon sword on her back.

The snow was still falling, and it was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting stronger and stronger, trapping Lin Qingbai in it.

Lin Qingbai had only encountered such endless heavy snow once, at Soul Devouring Ridge.

Lin Qingbai waved his hand, wanting to drop a barrier to avoid the wind and snow, but when he raised his hand, he found that he didn't have half of the magic power on him.

"Lin Qingbai..."

"Lin Qingbai..."

A deep voice came from a distance, the voice was very familiar, Lin Qingbai followed the voice with difficulty in the wind and snow, the wind made his hair messy, and he couldn't open his eyes.

Suddenly a pair of hands grabbed his neck fiercely, Lin Qingbai paused, struggled to raise his eyes, and saw Yan Qiusi standing in front of him.

Yan Qiusi was dressed in black, standing facing the wind and snow, half of his cheeks were stained with blood, as if he had been seriously injured.

The veins on his arms popped out, he raised his head to reveal his blood-red eyes, and asked with a smile on his face, "Lin Qingbai, what's wrong with me? You don't hesitate to chase me to the ends of the earth and kill me."

Lin Qingbai was almost out of breath from being pinched by him, and his chest heaved violently.

Yan Qiusi distorted his face, looking at Lin Qingbai with hatred in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Qingbai, your death is not a pity."

While speaking, Yan Qiusi raised his hand, and a black flame ignited in the palm of his hand. The flame emitted a breathtaking power, burning up the surrounding wind and snow.

He said slowly: "Lin Qingbai, go to hell."

After speaking, he waved his hand and slapped the beam of flames into Lin Qingbai's soul pill.

Lin Qingbai closed his eyes, but he didn't wait for the bone-eroding pain.

He opened his eyes and saw Yan Qiusi's smile on his face, blood spit out from his mouth, and the flame in his palm also disappeared suddenly.

Yan Qiusi looked at Lin Qingbai in a daze, he lowered his head slowly, and inserted a pure white long sword into his heart, and the hilt was in Lin Qingbai's hand.

"Lin Qingbai..." Yan Qiusi hissed Lin Qingbai's name, the strength in his hand wished to cut Lin Qingbai's neck off.

Lin Qingbai frowned, and stabbed the sword into Yan Qiusi's heart even harder.

Hot blood poured out from Yan Qiusi's heart continuously, staining his clothes red, and also staining that white and flawless long sword red.

Lin Qingbai was expressionless.

"Lin Qingbai, why..." Yan Qiusi asked tremblingly.

Before he could say anything, Yan Qiusi's face suddenly changed.

That bloody face was hidden under the snowstorm

, the eyes of hatred gradually became soft and clear, and turned into Xi'an's face.

Xi An put his hands on the sword, looked at Lin Qingbai in disbelief and asked, "Master, why..."

Lin Qingbai was shocked, he suddenly panicked to death, his indifferent expression just now collapsed in an instant, he quickly let go of the hand holding the sword, his heart ached like a knife.

"An'er, An'er..." He held Xi'an's face in his hands, and tried his best to wipe the blood from the corner of Xi'an's mouth with his fingertips, but the blood was like a stream that couldn't be wiped clean.Ann's face was covered with blood.

Gradually, Xi An's dark eyes lost their expression.

"An'er, I don't know why this happened..."

"An'er, look at me, open your eyes and look at Master..."

Lin Qingbai tried his best to call Xi An, but Xi An's face was just softly pressed against his palm, as well-behaved as before, but he didn't respond in the slightest.

"Ann..."

"An'er!"

Lin Qingbai opened his eyes suddenly, he was covered in sweat, and his chest heaved continuously.

Aunt Lian walked over quickly and said, "My lord, you finally woke up!"

After finishing speaking, Aunt Lian called the people next to her to come over: "Doctor Liang, the prince is awake, come and take a look!"

Only then did Liang Yaochu step forward, picked up a handkerchief and put it on Lin Qingbai's wrist, and checked Lin Qingbai's pulse. After a while, she put away the handkerchief and said to Lin Qingbai in a bad tone: "You knowHave you been in a coma for a few days?! Three days! A full three days! You have been kneeling in a Buddhist temple every day for a month, and your knees are bruised, red and swollen. In addition, you have been worrying too much these days, and you have a serious lack of energy and blood, If I hadn’t checked your pulse, I wouldn’t have known you were alive before! If it was a little later, you would have lost your life!”

Liang Yaochu reprimanded vigorously, but Lin Qingbai didn't listen to a word.

He hasn't recovered from the dream just now, and Lin Qingbai can't remember the other scenes in the dream clearly, but Xi'an's bloody face seems to be branded in his mind.In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of his eyes.

After a while, Lin Qingbai stopped and looked around.

He had already returned to King Yun's mansion, surrounded by servants from the mansion, suddenly he saw the soldier who sent the message was there, he slightly raised his hand and called the soldier over.

The soldiers walked to his bed, only to hear Lin Qingbai say the first words after waking up.

He asked hoarsely, "An'er, what's the injury..."

The soldier knelt on the ground with one leg and said, "My lord, General Xi's left arm is broken, and there are still some abrasions and frostbite on his body."

"Is he seriously injured..." Lin Qingbai asked again.

"My lord, when we returned to Beijing, General Xi was already able to walk on the ground like ordinary people. Your lord, don't worry, and General Xi asked me to bring you a word. He has received your letter, but he can't write because his hands are frostbitten.Reply, just let me tell the prince that everything is fine, the prince must take care of his body, don't worry about him."

When Lin Qingbai heard this, the heart that was hanging in the air fell down heavily.

He whispered: "That's good..."

Liang Yaochu stood aside but couldn't put on a good face. She put the medicine bottle in her hand to bang and said in a bad tone: "Why don't you first care about whether you are seriously ill? I have alreadyI said that that stinky boy is very fateful! But your body is so brittle, you can’t wait for the wind to break it, now I’m right, that boy is alive and kicking over there, you just lie down in the mansionCome on, you won't be able to get out of bed for ten days and half a month!"

It was really confirmed by Liang Yaochu that Lin Qingbai's illness was really serious.

His physical foundation is very poor. For ordinary people, his injuries can be healed in a few days, but Lin Qingbai's body can last for a long time.

The wound on his knee was inflamed and bleeding, and he had a high and low fever.

During the day, Lin Qingbai was drowsy, and at night he had constant nightmares. He still often dreamed that Xi'an disappeared before his eyes. After waking up, it was late at night, and he was lying on the bed alone with his heart beating wildly.

It almost broke his chest.

Whenever this time he needs to read his letter written by Xi An.

Xi An's chic and powerful handwriting is Lin Qingbai's sedative. Looking at him, his heart gradually calmed down, and he fell asleep peacefully.

After a long time, the wooden box containing Xi'an's letter was simply placed by Lin Qingbai's bedside.

After lying down like this, Lin Qingbai lay on the bed for more than a month.

During this period, the capital held a grand funeral for General Chu. The emperor specially ordered someone to make a glazed ice coffin for General Chu, which could keep his body undefeated for many days.The coffin was parked in the general's mansion, the whole country mourned, and all the officials worshiped.

Three days later, under the escort of the imperial palace's personal guards, General Chu was buried in the imperial mausoleum, which was extremely honorable.

When Lin Qingbai was able to walk on the ground, he also received a reply from Xi An.

It's early April, the weather is getting warmer, the rhododendrons in the courtyard are in full bloom, and the lake is sparkling with the breeze.

Sitting alone in the courtyard, Lin Qingbai opened Xi An's letter.

Xi An's letter was very long. Before, he wrote two pages each time, but this time he wrote a full four pages.

In the letter, he wrote about the heavy snow in Qianzhou.

Snowflakes fell on the ground, and when the mountain was covered with snow, he stood on the top of the desert mountain and looked out. He could see the rising sun in the sky, the snow-covered villages, and the towering guards on the frontier.wall.

He said, just looking at it like this, looking down that road, he seems to be able to see the way home, see the territory under his feet surrendering under his feet, and see the gentleness in Lin Qingbai's eyes when he returnslaugh.

Xi An's writing style has always been bad, but after writing these things, he didn't know where his thoughts came from, so he wrote them in the letter with great interest.

——If it is spring when I come back, and the clouds and flowers in Moshan are in full bloom, I will dedicate it to Master as soon as possible.If it is summer, the mulberry lotus in Qianzhou is sweet and sour.If it is autumn, the maple leaves in Moshan are even more beautiful.But in winter, there is nothing but white snow in Moshan, and I only wish that when I return to court, I can put the cloak that accompanied me in battle on Master's shoulders, so that Master is also with me.

In the four full pages, Xi An wrote about the scenery beyond the Great Wall and the new gadgets he had seen, but he never mentioned the avalanche, his injuries, or hisMiss Lin Qingbai.

But Lin Qingbai looked at those words, only felt that the longing in his heart was like an unstoppable spring, overflowing from his chest to his eyes.

——I am fine, Master is thinking about himself, and he is also thinking about me.

At the end of the letter, Xi An only wrote down this sentence.

Only Lin Qingbai knew that this Qianqian sentence was how much unspeakable suffering Xi An had suffered after walking through the gate of hell.

In the eyes of others, only General Xi is safe, so that's good.

Only Lin Qingbai cared about whether he was seriously injured, whether he was in pain, where he was during the avalanche, how he climbed out of the snow, whether it was cold when the mountains were covered in snow?

There is only one last sentence, I am fine.

Lin Qingbai squeezed the thin sheets of letter paper with his fingers, closed his eyes, and said softly, "It's fine if there's nothing to do."

It's fine.

Winter is passing, and spring is coming.

Another two years passed.

In the past two years, no one in the entire Fu Dynasty, from old people in their eighties to children as young as three years old, knew the famous General Xi.

Even when the children were playing around, they sang nursery rhymes casually: "The southeast wind and the northwest wind are not as majestic as General Xi in armor, the snow is long and the rain is rustling, and it is not as good as the king of red silk who is afraid of whoosh when he kneels down.".”

After the death of General Chu, Xi An, who was only 16 years old, carried the Qianzhou military flag.

When they heard the news, the ministers in the court disagreed again, and they all went up to the emperor, saying that Xi An was too young, and there had never been a man under the age of 20 in the Fu Dynasty who sat on the position of the chief general, and asked the emperor to send another person to sit in the prefecture.state.

But that day, before all the ministers had requested to finish playing, the battle report of Qianzhou spread to the capital.

Xi'an led a thousand troops to charge Moshan, attacked from three directions, was unstoppable, and captured Moshan.

The tribe killed the leader of the tribe, avenged General Chu and the thousands of soldiers who were buried in Moshan, and even killed the main tribe of the Chiyu tribe.

As soon as this battle report came out, no one in the DPRK dared to say anything more.

In the days to come, there were frequent battle reports in Qianzhou.

Every time it is how Xi An heroically defeated the enemy.

Lin Qingbai failed to witness Xi An's demeanor on the battlefield, but he could hear word of mouth from the people in the capital about how decisively and fiercely Xi An killed the enemy, and how he led the troops all the way to the depths of the Chiyan tribe in blood.

Wherever Xi'an went, the people of Chi'an were frightened when they heard the news, and even those who opened their doors to offer the city would surrender without a fight.

This demeanor is sharper than that of General Chu in his heyday.

People praised him one after another, General Xi is a rare general in a thousand years!

Until the eleventh year of Kuangyuan, the second day of the winter month.

The first snow fell on Moshan, and Xi'an led the army to attack the royal family of Chiyan, and General Di Fu of the Chiyan tribe came out to fight.

The soldier is nine feet tall, as strong as a bear, and has excellent martial arts skills. He has been guarding the Red Silk King's side for many years. His riding and shooting skills can penetrate Yang with a hundred steps, and his sword skills are superb., no one fears.

On that day, Xi'an rode a war horse and fought against Di Fu. The two fought for nearly a hundred rounds.

Finally, when the sun was setting, the two soldiers and horses met, and Xi'an cut off Di Fu's head and hung it on the sword.

Losing Difu is like losing a sibling.

The morale of the generals of the Fu Dynasty was greatly shaken, and they broke through the palace like a tide.

And the King of Chiyan walked out of the palace tremblingly, knelt in front of Xi'an with the royal family's red seal in his hands, and announced that the Chiyan tribe would be loyal to Fuchao and His Majesty.

Since then, the four-year campaign has won a great victory.

Maybe it was because the horses and chariots delivering the letter were slow, maybe the soldiers far away in the frontier were eager to return to the court, maybe Lin Qingbai had been closed in the deep mansion for a long time, or maybe everyone was discussing to give Lin Qingbai a surprise.

By the time Lin Qingbai heard the news, Xi An had already brought all the generals back to the court and arrived at the gate of the capital.

Before the hour came, Lin Qingbai was awakened by knocking on the door, and Aunt Lian entered the room with a smile on her face, holding a brand new shirt.

Lin Qingbai only thought that today was the day of going to court, but he didn't pay attention.

It was only when his carriage passed through the streets of the capital that Lin Qingbai faintly realized that something was wrong.

At such a time in the past, there are only farmers who get up early to buy vegetables on the roadside, and there are few other people.

But today the roadside is very lively, people of all ages are gathered in the street, it is even more noisy than during the New Year's shopping, everyone crowded on both sides of the road, looking at something non-stop.

Lin Qingbai could only vaguely hear General Xi and Hui Dynasty from those words.

Lin Qingbai was stunned for a moment, feeling in a trance that the road she walked today was not like entering the palace, but like leaving the city.

The more you go to the gate of the city, the more heavily guarded it is, and it is full of guards.

Lin Qingbai didn't have time to think about it in the future, the carriage stopped, and he was helped off the horse, already anticipating something in his heart.

Lin Qingbai didn't ask a word, just followed the guidance of his servants, passed through numerous guards, and then passed through the ministers standing at the gate of the city, and stood at the front.

He could hear the praise of the crowd.

Those ministers and common people all looked at Lin Qingbai one after another, and said, "General Xi is really remarkable."

"It's been four years, and time flies too fast."

"I was a little kid when I left, but it's different now when I come back."

"If you still say that Prince Yun has a unique vision, if any son or young master can be as outstanding as General Xi, he will really take the position of General Chu in the future."

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Behind him, Liu Shangshu bowed his hands to Lin Qingbai and flattered him: "Lord Yun, this time when General Xi's squadron returned to the court, the emperor specially asked me to wait out of the city to meet him.Congratulations, what an honor this is! General Xi's future is immeasurable!"

Lin Qingbai stood at the front, without looking back and without responding.

His body was stiff, his hands were a little cold, like an immovable plank, and he even relaxed his breathing a lot.

It is fixedly looking at the road leading to the distance.

A quarter of an hour later, the sound of horseshoes came from the jungle ahead.

Gradually, the sound of the horseshoes became more and more vigorous, unique to the force of thousands of horses and horses, the earth trembled and the mountains shook, only dust was everywhere, and the black masses of people and horses were constantly approaching.

At the front of the line, that familiar figure was wearing a dark cloak, with handsome eyebrows and eyes, holding the rein with one hand, and his demeanor was heroic and heroic.

Getting closer, closer, until the horse roared loudly, and the man rode on the steed and stopped in front of Lin Qingbai.

"Welcome to the triumphant return of General Xi!!!"

"Welcome to the triumphant return of General Xi!!!"

"Welcome to the triumphant return of General Xi!!!"

All the ministers behind him bowed their hands and greeted General Xi in unison. The people crowded the guards who guarded the city, wanting to see General Xi's appearance.

In an instant, the capital city boiled, and the feathered bird screamed and soared into the sky.

However, Xi An ignored the crowd, got off his horse amidst the overwhelming shouts, and walked towards Lin Qingbai quickly while pulling the cloak around his shoulders.

With every step he took, Lin Qingbai only felt that his frozen heart began to melt rapidly, beating rapidly, as if the spring had revived and the grass was green.

Until Xi An walked in front of Lin Qingbai, he tore off his shawl and put it on Lin Qingbai's shoulders in the cold wind, just as he said in the letter.

——But in winter, there is nothing but white snow in Moshan, and I only wish that when I return to court, I can put the cloak that accompanied me in battle on Master's shoulders, so that Master is also with me.

Lin Qingbai's eyes trembled, and when the cloak with Xi'an's body temperature was placed on his shoulders, Lin Qingbai knew that this war was not about Xi'an's survival from a desperate situation.

It was him, the rest of his life.