His heart continued to sink. Song Liangchen was silent for a while before waved his hand, closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair.

Yushu retreated, and Ruixue next to him hurriedly said, "Brother, don't worry too much. Maybe they took the wrong path and will catch up soon."

"Yes." Looking at his expression, Zhao Fengnian couldn't bear it anymore and said, "The terrain of the Yanzhao border is complicated, and maybe it may be that the people behind him are lost."

Nodded, Song Liangchen forced a smile: "Well, it's okay, I'll wait a little longer."

Song Ruixue didn't know what to say. Her brother said it was okay, but his face was pale. Nothing could happen at this moment. Although Yan and Zhao were in a marriage, they still did not show any mercy in the annual drills, which was related to the morale of the army. If the brother lost if he lost, it would be bad.

However, at least there were six or seven hundred marches behind him. How could he disappear if he didn't say he could?

When the palace was settled, it was time to have dinner. Song Ruixue sat with Song Liangchen in the main room without moving. Zhao Fengnian frowned and pushed her, whispering: "If you don't eat again, you will feel uncomfortable later."

"The prince doesn't have to worry about me." Song Ruixue shook her head: "I can't afford it, so I'll accompany my brother to wait for the news before talking."

Every time she didn't eat, she felt so stomachache in the middle of the night, and she told him not to worry. Zhao Fengnian gritted his teeth and looked at Song Liangchen next to him. He had no choice but to eat it himself in anger and wait with them.

This was the morning of the next day. Song Ruixue and Zhao Fengnian both fell asleep on the table, but Song Liangchen still had blood-red eyes open and looked at the door.

Yushu finally came back, but his face looked better than him and couldn't see much. He held a carrier pigeon in his hand and knelt in front of him without saying anything.

Song Liangchen was stunned for a moment, reached out to take the bamboo tube on the pigeon's legs, and pulled out a note.

"The King of Yan's army was seven hundred, and he was walking in Wushan and encountered heavy rain on rocks. He was buried in the ancient tomb pile, and he never lived."

This line of words was written very clearly, but Song Liangchen read it more than ten times before he could understand it.

Nothing survived?

He smiled and looked at Yushu: "Is this a joke with me? Nothing happened to the 300 soldiers in advance, and no one will survive the next seven hundred people?"

Yushu said in a dumb voice: "Someone falsely passed the will of the prince, so that Yu Jihe led people to take a detour through Wushan. Wushan was steep and there was an ancient tomb pile with extremely low terrain and easy to accumulate water. It happened that the rocks rolled down in heavy rain, and the ambush was blocked by ambush. Lord Yu's head was taken away, and no one in the military camp... left the ancient tomb pile alive."

Song Ruixue was awakened by the voice and looked at Yushu in a daze. After hearing this, Zhao Fengnian was silent and looked at Song Liangchen worriedly.

If you don’t leave alive, Princess Yan will also include...

Song Liangchen's eyes were a little distracted. He was stunned for a long time with the note, then closed his hands little by little, and pinched the paper into a ball.

The ambush was taken to the head of Yu Jihe. It is hard to think about who did this. Only Song Liangye would have such a strong desire to retaliate, and only he would have such cruelty to kill his seven hundred soldiers. Even if he used the terrain and the sky, he would have lost a lot.

He actually did this!

The body was trembling uncontrollably when he reacted. He stood up and looked at Yushu and asked, "Where is the princess?"

Yushu was silent and buried his head very low.

Song Liangchen smiled and asked again: "Tell me, where is the princess?"

After all, Song Liangye was a little thoughtful about Meijing, so he wouldn't even kill her, right? He must not...

"The princess's body has been found and is on the way here." Yushu said in a trembling voice.

Ruixue and Zhao Fengnian both took a breath of cold air, Song Liangchen's eyes turned red, and then there was black in front of him.

"Brother!" Ruixue hurriedly supported him: "You calm down first..."

Are you calm? Song Liangchen nodded. He was very calm and could still stand and look at Yushu with wide eyes.

I just don’t know why, but my eyes were dark and I couldn’t see anything.

Did he have a nightmare? Yushu in the dream actually told him that the princess's body was on the way here.

It's so scary, how could he have such a dream? Shen Meijing is omnipotent and smart, and she definitely cannot die. Even if the sky falls, she will definitely find loopholes to stand and will never let herself be smashed.

Chen Shanshui's marriage has not been decided yet, Tian'er has not yet taken back, and the school she wants to open has not yet been done, so how could she be willing to leave?

"master?!"

"elder brother!"

Someone around was calling him anxiously, but Song Liangchen couldn't see it, so he just curled his lips and waved his hand: "It'll be fine when I wake up."

Song Ruixue was so distressed that she was so sad that she couldn't help crying. Zhao Fengnian couldn't stand her crying anymore, so she reached out and carried her out.

The surroundings became quiet and dark. He sat on the chair for a long time and thought about a lot of things before. Finally, he shook his head and whispered: "I don't believe it."

Yushu knelt on the ground and clenched his fists. He came to hear the news. He looked up at his master and his face suddenly turned pale: "Prince?!"

Song Liangchen said "um" and his expression was very gentle.

However, his eyes were dull and not angry at all, and his blood-red eyes were shocking. Lin Feng couldn't help but reach out and waved in front of him: "Can you... see the servant?"

Song Liangchen paused, reached forward and touched Yushu's hand, and the whole person froze.

"Can you light a light?"

Linfeng and Yushu both shook violently and looked back at the door.

The sun has risen, and the room is clearly bright, but the prince said, can you light a light?

After reaching out and moving in front of him for a long time, Lin Feng stiffened his body and couldn't move at all.

The prince opened his eyes, but could not see anything.

How could this happen? How could a person who has always been good will suddenly become like this?!

As if he realized something, Song Liangchen closed his eyes, chuckled, and said to the two people: "You all go out, I want to be alone and calm."

"Master..." Yushu was worried, and his words were filled with sobs.

"Go out." Song Liangchen repeated calmly, then got up and walked towards the inner room.

He knocked down the vase and hit the partition. Linfeng couldn't help but reach out to help, but he was thrown away. He could only watch him stumble on the bed.

After glanced at Yushu, Linfeng pulled him out together and asked Prince Zhao to find the doctor.

The destruction of the rear army was already a huge blow. If the prince was still blind in his eyes, then they would be too dangerous. Not only would they lose to Yan Zhao's drill, but it would also be just a chance for those who are interested to take advantage of it.

So no matter how scared or panicked it, Yushu and Linfeng only told Prince Zhao that the prince needed a doctor if he was sick.

Song Ruixue covered her stomach and her face turned blue with pain. Zhao Fengnian didn't care about anything else and asked someone to go with them to find a doctor. Then she continued to stay by Song Ruixue's side, cursing and feeding her medicine.

The tears couldn't stop. Song Ruixue cried so much that she even vomited medicine. She grabbed his sleeve and asked, "How could my sister-in-law die? What should I do when she goes there?"

"Why don't you ask yourself what to do?" Zhao Fengnian was so angry that he said: "Forget it hurts so much!"

He said so, but he still pulled her into his arms and pressed her to feed the medicine.

The sun was coming in the morning, but it rained heavily in the morning for some reason. Shenshanshui rode his horse to Wushan regardless of everything, and the coffin that came towards us was a beautiful coffin.

"General Chen." Someone bowed to him and sighed: "Please mourn me. Everyone has tried their best, but it was too late to save me."

Chen Shanshui got off his horse, staggered to the other end of the coffin, and lifted the coffin with force.

"elder sister?"
Chapter completed!