Quickly travel through the white moonlight and go crazy

Chapter 31 A Good Wife Helps Me Qingyun Zhiwan
He looked at the masked Lingqiu in disbelief, his mouth tasted salty, and he swallowed the blood that came up, and the roar of drowning lingered in his brain.

With trembling hands, he tried to take the black box.

But he felt like his whole body was drained of strength. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the eunuch to steady his body and prevent himself from falling in front of everyone.

stood for a while.

He just regained his strength.

Taking the black box from Lingqiu's hand, his voice was hoarse: "Accurate!"

Lingqiu looked at his empty palms and buried his head deeply: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The emperor and his officials entered the city with all the generals. The people stepped aside one after another and looked at the carriages with white silk ribbons hanging on them. Sadness infected everyone present.

General Shen won the battle.

but died.

The ashes of this truckload are all soldiers who died on the battlefield.

They are also other people's children, other people's husbands, and their children's fathers.

Living people have turned into small boxes.

The celebration banquet that night was not cancelled, and all the officials of Qin Xuan changed into clean and fresh clothes. However, there was no laughter or laughter at all in the whole banquet, and there was only a long silence.

After Qin Xuan announced the rewards to the soldiers, he left without staying at the banquet for long.

Your Majesty is gone.

Soon, the long-prepared celebration party ended early.

When leaving, the Minister of Civil Affairs looked at the empty palace gate and remembered what he said to Shen Chen that day.

He turned around and submerged himself into the autumn rain, but the cold rain couldn't make him feel any better.

She died for her country.

He actually insulted her with magatama.

The continuous autumn rain fell all day and all night, and the red lanterns in the streets and alleys of the capital all fell in unison.

Replaced with white.

As soon as Qin Xuan entered the palace, his vision went dark and he fainted.

When I woke up again, it was already the night of the second day.

The imperial doctor hesitated, saying that his illness had recurred.

If he continues like this, he won't survive the third year.

After hearing this, Qin Xuan burst out laughing maniacally, which frightened the imperial physician and eunuch to the point where they knelt on the ground and trembled.

Qin Xuan asked the imperial doctor to go down without embarrassment.

He sat in front of the desk and chair and continued to correct the memorials, but as he was doing so, he felt as if his heart was being torn apart. He stopped writing, covered his chest, and calmed down for a long time.

Then continue to handle official business.

It wasn't until the mountain-like memorial was corrected that he put down his pen and lay on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep.

He didn't believe that Shen Chen was dead.

There's no way she's dead.

How could someone with such extraordinary abilities like her die so easily.

Perhaps, he just left in the name of death because he no longer wanted to stay by his side or serve as an official in Daxuan.

Qin Xuan lay on the bed with his eyes open and stayed up all night.

The next day, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like a ghost.

He brought Lingqiu into the palace.

He knew that the person wearing the mask that day was the little maid beside her.

Before leaving, she told him in front of him that she would leave Lingyun Pavilion to the little maid to take care of.

When I read her letter now, it felt more like an explanation of her funeral.

Lingqiu knelt on the ground.

Qin Xuan looked like he was crazy. He didn't want to admit that Shen Chen was dead, so why did she want to admit it.

But the master, just like that, fell straight into her arms.

She told her with a smile.

Goodbye.

On the day Mingming came back from Japan, the adult even said with a smile that he wanted to buy her her favorite candied haws.

But before we even got off the boat, the adults left.

Lingqiu lowered his head, his eyes filled with sadness: "If your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can ask the soldiers."

"On the day the general was cremated, all the soldiers saw it."

Qin Xuan stared into her eyes, but couldn't find the slightest sign of lying in her eyes.

This little maid is the person Shen Chen trusts most and takes with him every day.

What she said was true.

Qin Xuan no longer knew when he asked her to leave.

He just looked at the clean skull infatuatedly. He kept putting the skull she gave him beside the table and caressed it every day.

Is she really dead?

Can someone like her die?
He sent people to investigate, sent people to follow Lingqiu, and sent people to look for clues.

But always to no avail.

He was horrified to discover that what the little maid said might be true, and Shen Chen had really disappeared from this world.

She obviously said before she left that she would ask him to marry her when she came back.

Qin Xuan felt like there was a stone stuck in his heart.

The moon was as cold as water, and the palace lights on both sides were dim, making Qin Xuan's shadow very long. He walked alone in the darkness.

The ground was covered with fallen leaves, and the palace servants had not had time to clean them up.

He stepped on the fallen leaves all over the ground and walked to the pavilion where the two of them drank before she left for the war. The wind blew by, but the scenery outside the court in front of him was a bit blurry.

He leaned against the red pillar beside the pavilion and stared blankly at the bone whistle in his hand.

His heart began to hurt again. He curled up into a ball and clutched his chest tightly. A stream of blood surged out of his throat, staining the white bone whistle red.

When the palace people found Qin Xuan, he had been unconscious in the pavilion for a long time.

The next day, Qin Xuan took care of Shen Chen's funeral affairs as if nothing had happened, and found a smart and innocent child in the clan to be the crown prince.

His body did not last until the third year as the imperial physician said.The next winter, the day when the first snowflake fell.

Qin Xuan died.

He was buried in the imperial mausoleum, in the coffin, with a black box in his arms.

After returning to Beijing, Lingqiu put on a mask and took over Hidden Cloud Pavilion.

She guarded the Hidden Cloud Pavilion left to her and never married.

After hearing the news of Qin Xuan's death, Lingqiu did not stop fiddling with the abacus, and she smiled bitterly.

She actually envied him a bit.

I can see the adults first.

Years later, she also adopted a child.

The child looked at the portrait that had been hanging in her room for a long time.

Curious, he asked her who this was.

Lingqiu raised his eyes and saw the smiling person above him. He turned around and burst into tears.

"mine"

"Bright moonlight."

Not long after Shen Chen completed his mission, he left that world and returned to the system space that came with the system.

Calculate the soul power, luck and merit gained in this world.

The system looked at the numbers on the data in shock.

this host.

Really are…

It's too bullshit.

The luck she gained from doing a small world mission was actually more than the host it was bound to gained from doing more than a dozen worlds.

[Congratulations to the host for the achievement]

[The heroine’s white moonlight]

【Emperor's White Moonlight】

【The White Moonlight of Common People】

Shen Chen also looked thoughtfully at the merits above.

A little more than usual.

But most of the merit comes from the title "White Moonlight of the People".

She clicked on the panel.

After she left, Qin Xuan died early. Lingqiu opened Yinyun Pavilion and Daxuan Daily all over the country, and publicized her deeds of suppressing the rebellion, fighting Japanese pirates, and finding Jinshan to everyone.

Although she was dead, she was not completely dead.

It is published in Daxuan Daily every few years.

Not only that, Lingqiu also adapted her into story books and dramas, marketing her as a perfect hero who is rich and handsome, can use weapons like a god, has a kind heart, and cares about the world.

The young general died young, which added to the drama.

Let her become the white moonlight in the hearts of the entire Daxuan people in one fell swoop.

Even after her death, people went to worship her on every anniversary of her death.

What's even more outrageous is that during festivals, the door gods at the door of some people's homes are replaced by her lookalike.

Shen Chen narrowed his eyes.

There is something about Lingqiu.

She created a god out of pure nonsense, and she didn't even know she had done so many good things.

She took out [-]% and threw it to the system, and absorbed the rest herself, but it was like a drop in the bucket, and her transparent soul did not solidify much.

The system that turned into a ball of light was a bit unbelievable.

[Give these to me? 】

Shen Chen's slightly upturned fox eyes were filled with a smile, and his voice was very gentle: "Yes."

The system is a little overwhelmed.

Looking at Shen Chen's gentle eyebrows, the system shuddered. Will this evil star give it luck and merit?
Will there be any conspiracy.

It tentatively absorbed the energy and found the woman looking at it with a smile, a small ball of light that lit up a bit.

"Do the task."

The system said nothing and sent her into the small world in silence.

Shen Chen opened his eyes.

A head with a pale face, a cracked mouth from the corners of the mouth to the base of the ears, and blood and tears still lying in the corners of the eyes suddenly came closer.

Her hair was flying behind her, and there was nothing under her head.

Shen Chen has just adapted to this body.

I saw the head suddenly open its eyes, which were as dark as an abyss, without any white of the eyes.

It looked directly at her.

Before Shen Chen could react, the teapot's explosive scream was about to pierce her eardrums.

Shen Chen looked for his voice and saw darkness all around him. A young man in a white robe held a mahogany sword tightly in his hand and backed away in fear.

Next to him are broken stone tablets and.

A huge red coffin, covered with talismans, was floating in mid-air, emitting a thick black aura.

Shen Chen frowned.

The flying girl suddenly calmed down when he saw the girl who was so frightened and screaming just now. He looked around curiously and no longer showed the slightest change in emotion towards her approach.

It's like she doesn't exist.

A trace of resentment flashed in the dark eyes, and a headless body flew out of the coffin and flew straight towards Shen Chen.

The black air that filled her body carried the stench of death, and the long black nails clawed at her eyes.

The flying head opened a bloody mouth, full of fangs, and the stench hit his face.

The young man holding the peach wood sword was so frightened that he lost his voice and looked at Shen Chen who was standing there motionless with wide eyes.

(End of this chapter)