Does your husband only love his wife?I turned around and left the house to marry a villain

Chapter 13 The Return of the Soul
  The night is dark, waiting for the morning light.

There was a sudden knock on the door of the Hou Mansion. The person who came to open the door opened one side of the door and looked at the person standing outside.

I almost thought that the war spirit from the Xiguan Desert had returned home. I rubbed my eyes several times, but when I saw the figure was still standing in front of the door.

The person who opened the door just started crying and howling: "Ghost, ghost..."

"The Crown Prince is back——"

The steward called all the way from the outer courtyard into the inner courtyard. Everyone who heard Steward Liu calling was awakened.

Before daylight emerged, the candles in the courtyard lit up one by one.

"Madam, the prince has returned home." Xie Jinyun had been plagued by nightmares for the past two days and barely managed to fall asleep until the middle of the night.

When Daukou came in to call her, she was fighting and killing the man in her dream. She tried to wake up from the dream several times, but could not.

Daukou came in and shook her violently. Xie Jinyun sat up suddenly in a daze, gasping for air.

Daukou was stunned for a moment: "Madam, you have a nightmare."

Xie Jinyun's cold eyes didn't have time to retract, and he glanced at Daukou coldly.

Kao Kao was startled, but soon Hua Rong and Hua Xi walked in.

Xie Jinyun came back to his senses and asked, "Who has gone home?"

"It's the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince is not dead. I heard that when someone was cleaning up the battlefield, they found that the Crown Prince was not dead and saved the Crown Prince. This is really a blessing in misfortune." Dou Kao was the happiest one.

Xie Jinyun gently sneered.

Hua Xi's expression didn't change much.

But Huarong, who didn't know anything, was happy for his wife.

"Thank God, God bless me. It must be God who saw our wife guarding the crown prince for seven years and returned the crown prince to her." Huarong said with her hands clasped together.

Now that the prince is back, my wife no longer has to be a widow.

"Stop talking and wash up, Madam." Hua Xi urged.

In less than a moment, Cisongtang's mother Li came and asked Xie Jinyun to go to the old lady. Xie Jinyun was wearing a beige long skirt and had her hair tied up. She specially selected a large white hairpin from the cabinet and put it on her most conspicuous temple.

After tidying up his appearance, Xie Jinyun went to Cisong Hall.

As soon as I stepped into the gate of Cisong Hall, my mother-in-law Zhang's cry came from inside: "Qian'er, why are you so thin? If you are still alive, why haven't you been home for seven years?"

"Mother, grandmother, I am unfilial. In the battle seven years ago, I injured my head and fell into the desert river. Although I met a noble man and saved a life, I forgot about my past and wandered outside for several years until I only remembered my life experience half a year ago and went all the way back to Yanjing from the desert. My mother and son were unfilial and failed to bring back my father."

In the battle of Xiguan, the sons of the Song family brought by Marquis Yongning were almost dead.

Even if a few of them come back, they are either injured or disabled, and some of them will lie on the bed their whole lives.

Xie Jinyun admired the loyalty of his father-in-law, Marquis Yongning, who had always upheld the disciplines left by the ancestors of the Song family.

He lived and fought for the people and died for the people. There was no family leader who did not die on the battlefield.

Even though Yongning Marquis is in decline today, he can barely sustain himself for a few more years relying on the virtue of his ancestors.

If the children of the Song family continue to uphold the legacy of their ancestors and abide by the family rules, they will surely make a comeback.

This was what the old lady in her previous life had always whispered in her ears. She also embraced the legacy of the ancestors of the Song family and taught Song Wenjing well.

It's a pity that we have a bunch of white-eyed wolves.

"Jinyun." The old lady called out when she saw Xie Jinyun standing at the courtyard gate.

Song Qian also subconsciously looked in Xie Jinyun's direction.

He and she only had a quick glance before they got engaged a few years ago.

His impression of her has always been just four words: noble and indifferent!
  After many years, when I saw Xie Jinyun again, she had lost her childishness.

The woman's cold temperament revealed a touch of alienation, and her beautiful eyes were sharp, but she had a calmness that could see through life and death in the world. She was aloof but a little pitiful.

Thinking of her holding his memorial tablet and marrying into the Yongning Marquis Mansion, and seeing the big white hairpin on her temples.

A strange emotion arose in Song Qian's heart...

(End of this chapter)