Chitose words

Chapter 86 The Death of the Mother of the Country
Facts have proved that Fu Jingci is really not afraid of Yu Wenxin's upset!

She opened her round fox eyes, hissed, and asked Yu Wenxin loudly as if she was frightened.

"Why are you so loud? I'm only 13 years old, still a child! You're not trying to get along with me, a kid, are you?"

child?
Yu Wenxin's eyes widened and he glared sideways at the girl in front of him.

Was she really embarrassed to say this?

Apart from her appearance, how does she look like a child?
Yu Wenxin's face is a typical Hanyong face, with sharp edges and corners, tall and wide nose bones, and a tall and strong body like a hill. Just standing there staring and not speaking can already give people a sense of oppression.

But Fu Jingci obviously wasn't really afraid.

——Just because she squints her fox eyes and smiles so hard that she deserves to be beaten, you can tell that this is a master who has always been bold and troublesome.

Yu Wenxin exhaled deeply the turbid air trapped in his heart and lungs, suppressed his temper, and regained his reason.

He looked carefully and said: "Since it is not a question of martial arts competition, then you are here to spy on our military intelligence information of the Northern Dynasty? You people from the Southern Dynasty are indeed treacherous. Your Highness, are you trying to provoke a dispute between the two countries?"

There are flying pots out of the sky, nothing more than this.

Fu Jingci blinked and was stunned by the wonderful brain circuit of the big man in front of him.

She puzzled: "Hanyong people have always fought with heavy cavalry, violent collisions, and no tactics at all. What can I find out?"

She tilted her head and raised the key to victory again: "——Besides, I am only 13 years old. Who would be so unreliable as to let a 13-year-old child go out to inquire about the military situation of neighboring countries? Deputy City Lord, what on earth are you doing? What are you thinking?"

Yu Wenxin sneered: "Princess's reputation has spread throughout all the countries in the world. From what I've seen, it's not impossible."

Fu Jingci hissed and immediately looked back at Lu Shangque hesitantly, "No. Little bird, I'm a little confused. I just said that we are here to travel around the mountains and rivers and ponder the meaning of the sword, right? "

Lushangque nodded quietly and calmly.

Then, he heard his princess mumbling to herself in a volume that Yu Wenxin could hear clearly, "That shouldn't be the case. I've made it so clear. Why can't Deputy City Lord Yuwen understand it? Could it be that Deputy City Lord Do you have a hidden illness or disability and your ears are not very clear?"

Yu Wenxin suddenly twitched his nose, obviously trying to calm down the anger that was about to burst out.

Lu Shangque paused for breath and subconsciously clasped the "golden platform" in his hand, secretly preparing to fight with it.

But the strange thing is that in the end, Yu Wenxin just looked at them pitifully and did not take action.

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Although Yu Wenxin didn't know the reason in the end, they didn't know why he endured the anger and didn't even get angry, and didn't even mean to drive them away.

Perhaps it was because they were concerned about the prestige and status of Shentai Palace, the world's number one sect, or perhaps they were afraid of the rare few years of peace between the Tianchen and Hanyong dynasties.

But Fu Jingci and Lu Shangque suddenly left Kunling Snow Mountain a few days later.

Of course, they definitely did not "escape" because Yu Wenxin discovered their whereabouts, but because they received a message from Shentai Palace.

——Mother of Tianchen, Empress Xie, her condition took a turn for the worse a few days ago, and she is now critically ill.

After receiving the summons, Fu Jingci didn't even bother to say farewell to Xue Kunyu in person or leave a message, so he rushed all the way to Zhaoge City with Lu Shangque without delay.

Fu Jingci seemed to be quite calm along the way. They changed horses but not people, and they almost even ate, drank and slept on the horse.The five-day trip was compressed into three days.

Perhaps because he was anxious about Queen Xie's illness, Fu Jingci, who had always been calm and composed, inevitably lost his patience this time.

On the way back, she encountered bandits from the Northern Dynasties who were blocking the road again. She showed no mercy and knocked them all off her horse one by one, greatly frightening the strongmen and bandits on the official road from north to south.

But until the walls of Zhaoge City were already in sight, Lu Shangque could not breathe a sigh of relief, and his eyes suddenly twitched.

He stared blankly at the white flags and funeral cages fluttering in the wind on the walls of Zhaoge City, and then after a moment, he slowly turned his head and looked at the girl who reined in her horse and stood quietly at the bottom of the city without saying a word.

The girl's nose, inherited from the Xie family in Xunyang, is as tall and straight as the green and graceful green hills in the south of the Yangtze River.The north wind in winter along the way turned her cheeks red, and her bun had long been messed up. It was blown up and down by the cold wind, covering her eyes.

Fu Jingci seemed to have no expression at all, but Lu Shangque was keenly aware that her lips, which had been blown dry by the wind to the point of cracking their skin, were trembling slightly in an imperceptible way - just like her lips that were not even noticeable. It is not as calm as the appearance, as if there is no disturbance in the heart.

The knuckles of her fingers holding the horse's reins weakly were bruised, which was a sign of convulsions due to excessive exertion.

"—Your Highness."

Lu Shangque struggled to speak, but for a moment he didn't know how to comfort her. In the end, he could only utter a word of comfort in vain.

"My wife, I miss you the most. I'm sorry for the loss of my body, so please forgive me."

Fu Jingci's little eyebrows were furrowed. She looked at the white prayer flags hanging high on the city wall in front of her. Her voice was low and full of questions. She seemed to be asking herself and others. .

"How is this possible? Before I left Zhaoge, the imperial doctors in the palace said that my mother's health had improved and she would be even better next spring. How could it be? This is impossible."

She shook her head hastily, quickly turned to look at Lu Shangque, and asked repeatedly as if she wanted to get some confirmation:

"This is absolutely impossible! Little bird, my mother and queen were clearly well before I left home. You also know that, right! A month ago, Nanxu wrote a letter saying that my mother was able to get up and left the palace in person. My grandfather paid homage to Sasu in Zhaoge’s former residence. The letter I saw with my own eyes was undoubtedly Nanxu’s handwriting. You also saw it, right?”

Lu Shangque was silent for a moment, and then carefully reached out his hand.

For once, he broke the rules on his own and gently placed his hand on the back of Fu Jingci's cold hand in an attempt to comfort the girl.

"Your Highness."

Lu Shangque also felt very sad. In fact, Queen Xie had been in poor health ever since she reluctantly gave birth to the auspicious pair of prince and princess.

Later, several of the Xie family's uncles died in battle, and after the father-in-law Shangzhu Guo also died of illness, the queen's spirit became even weaker.

Even the High Priest Feng Zhi once admitted to His Majesty that there was no cure for the Queen's illness, and she relied solely on fate and a strong heart to support the children.

Now that I think about it, the empress has run out of gas and has no further power to follow up.

His language was so pale, and he was always clumsy and taciturn. It seemed that all his intelligence was used in practicing swordsmanship, and he could not distinguish any other skills.

He didn't know how to comfort others, and he was afraid of making mistakes if he said too much, so he could only say tentatively: "Your Highness, if we don't go to the palace first, Your Majesty and His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely be waiting for you to return."

The Queen is also waiting for you to see her for the last time.

Fu Jingci instantly realized his unfinished meaning. Her mother must be in the Fengyi Hall at this moment, and she has not yet been buried in the imperial mausoleum!

The Xie family has long been in decline and cannot live up to its prosperity.But my younger uncle doesn't like the secular world and has been obsessed with the literary world for many years.

Now she is not only the bones and muscles of the Xie family!He is also the only support for his younger brother Fu Jingyan!

The next moment, the horse brayed, and Fu Jingci suddenly tightened the reins.

She gently pinched the horse's belly, her face was as heavy as water, and she uttered two words in a deep voice.

"Go back to the palace."

Her mother is waiting for her.

Her brother is waiting for her.

Her mother, Emperor Xie Wan of Tianchenwei Dynasty, worked hard to support her illness for several years, just so that a pair of young children could not be bullied by others under the pressure of the Bai family with strong morale!
Now that Queen Xie has passed away, she must stand firm.

She, too, will definitely be able to stand!

(End of this chapter)