Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu squinted her eyes, and instantly drew her hand away.

"Fatty man, you are so good at it, how dare you tease me like this..."

Feng Chenglin couldn't dodge, he was hit on the forehead, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"s." He cried out in pain.

Before he could speak, an object was already dangling in front of his eyes, it turned out to be a piece of peerless jade.

Ignoring the pain on his forehead, he stared at it and accepted it in surprise.

"What is this? Young Master San, you gave it to me?!"

"Beautiful thinking!!" Ling Luoyu squinted with white eyes: "Fatty Feng, you can be regarded as someone who has seen the world, why are you so worthless?! Do you have any gold, silver and jewelry at home, and you want this piece of beautiful jade?" ?!"

Fatty Feng's smile froze a bit: "Then... you didn't send those..."

"It's not from Ben Shao..." Ling Luoyu sat down at the table and looked at it with blank eyes: "This thing is useful for you... You take it to the palace to meet the regent, and when you see him, he will give it to you." You'll know what it means..."

"Go to the palace?! Also see the regent?"

Feng Chenglin feels like a sheep is in the mouth of a tiger.

If you go there, you might not be able to come back!

Ling Luoyu squinted: "What? Are you afraid?"

Feng Chenglin was embarrassed to show his timidity: "It's not that I'm afraid... It's just that I'm going to the palace, why are you going?"

"I'm going to find my dad! My dad...he's alone, I'm worried that if he loses his composure, he will cause some trouble!"

That person Ling Yunfeng has the air of a general, he is too upright!

If there is a disagreement, then we can fight.

Anyway, with Mo Xuanchen taking care of the affairs in the palace, it shouldn't be a problem to rescue the Shu family's mother and son.

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Qin Cishan, cemetery.

Some of the soldiers who died on the battlefield will not be collected.

At this time, the ashes will be buried in the cemetery uniformly to facilitate sacrifices.

The cold wind was howling, and the soldiers guarding the gate had already gone to a safe haven to rest.

After all, no one would come to offer incense and pay homage in this ghostly weather.

So when Ling Yunfeng and Qian Yingluo entered, there was no obstacle, and it was exactly as they wanted.

Qian Yingluo followed her memory and walked towards a mass grave.

The soldiers who attacked all had well-organized tombs, but the dead souls of Hengchang had only one mass grave.

When he saw the tombs of different sizes, Ling Yunfeng's heart seemed to be cut by a knife.

"These...are all...soldiers of our Hengchang Empire?!"

Qian Yingluo stood with her eyes downcast, with sadness in her eyes: "Yes!"

Ling Yunfeng's lips trembled, and finally he shook his head in self-blame.

"It's me...it's me who is useless, causing them to be buried in a foreign land and unable to go back!"

Qian Yingluo couldn't bear to pinch his fingertips, and shook them gently: "Marshal Ling, I don't blame you... This is all caused by the war! You are all masters! When you meet on the battlefield, it is inevitable It is to fight to the death!"

"Yeah! It's a war... As long as there is a war, there will always be casualties!"

Ling Yunfeng's eyes flickered, and he turned to look at nearly a thousand barren graves.

"Brothers, wait for me... I will find a way to bring you home!"

The war has ended and the territory has been preserved, but these soldiers who shed blood for their homeland have been forgotten.

Their dead souls wandered alone in this land, and no one came to pay homage to them, and no one chanted sutras for them.

This shouldn't be what they end up with.

A sharp edge shot out from Ling Yunfeng's eyes: "Brothers, wait for me! Wait for me to take you home!!"