Rebirth of a Star General

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Yan He left, and the sky gradually darkened, and Lin Shuanghe was leaving. Before leaving, he asked Xiao Jue: "You remember to feed the medicine to Sister He. After drinking the medicine, she should wake up soon. I will come again tomorrow, Huai Jin, don't worry too much."

Lin Shuanghe was sent away. Although He Sui and He Yunsheng were also very worried about He Yan, Xiao Jue was guarding before He Yan collapsed, and they were not good to come in. He Suisheng took He Yunsheng away.

The medicine in the bowl gradually cooled down. Xiao Jue picked up He Yan and took a spoonful of medicine carefully to feed her mouth. The medicine juice flowed out along the corner of He Yan's mouth. He quickly put down the medicine bowl and took Napa Zi wiped away the medicine marks on He Yan's lips and frowned slightly.

He Yan's face is still pale, she always has a big heart, always smiling, even though she was seriously injured, she can still laugh and tell the people around you not to worry about the cheerful temperament, now for the first time, seeing her look in the dream Uncomfortable.

He reached out and gently stroked He Yan's hair. He looked sideways at the bowl of medicine that was about to cool down on the desk. After a while, he finally made up his mind to pick up the medicine bowl again and bowed his head to take a sip.

The collapsed girl's eyes closed tightly, her eyelashes drooped softly, showing a bit of fragility that was not there in the past. The youth's eyes were fixed on the collapsed person, and her body was a little stiff, struggling for a moment, and finally finally leaned over and bowed her head. Put on her lips.

The medicine juice is not hot anymore, just warm, the bowl of medicine is finished, and his ears are red. After taking a light breath, he sat upright and covered He Yan's quilt.

The matter of being a gentleman or not is never in the scope of Xiao Jue's consideration. Acting in the past was entirely based on the mind. Only when dealing with the woman in front of you, was there any worries. She was always afraid of creating conflict in her heart.

Xiao Jue took out the empty medicine bowl, and as soon as he went out, he saw a young man squatting under the eaves opposite the courtyard, and he was drawing doodles on the snow with branches.

He Yunsheng.

He Yunsheng saw Xiao Jue coming out, his eyes lit up, Xiao Jue put the empty bowl in the kitchen, and when he came back, He Yunsheng had arrived in front of He Yan's room, and looked at Xiao Jue, he seemed to stop talking. .

Xiao Jue hid the door of He Yan's room to prevent the wind from blowing in, and then looked at He Yunsheng: "Do you have something to tell me?"

He Yunsheng swallowed.

He used to admire and admire Xiao Jue. I am afraid that the young man in Shuo Jingcheng is just like him. When did it change, probably from the day when He Yan was on the Spring Laijiang River, charged him with killing Fan Cheng, and led the chase away alone. He Yunsheng suddenly realized that it was useless to envy and worship others. Only when you are strong can you protect He Yan, protect He Sui, and protect the people you want to protect. Rather than focusing on distant people, it is better to spend more time to improve yourself.

Later, He Yan returned, became Wu Anhou, and brought back a fiancé.

This fiancé is Xiao Jue.

He Yunsheng actually had no hostility towards Xiao Jue. The so-called resistance showed up only from the tension of He Yan. He Yan had almost lost his life for Fan Cheng, and knew whether Xiao Jue was another Fan Cheng? No one can say this clearly.

But today he also saw that He Yan fainted, Xiao Jue stayed in front of He Yan’s collapse, wiped her hands, dried the medicine, and did not leave in half a step. He thought, Xiao Jue should like his sister, and this like , Deeper than he and He Sui imagined.

"Dr. Xiao Du," the young man said with confusion and resoluteness, "will you always treat He Yan like this?"

Xiao Jue looked at him unexpectedly, silently, and replied: "Yes."

"My sister, she... is very different from other women." He Yunsheng thought for a while before slowly speaking: "No one can stop what she wants to do, and she can't do anything she doesn't want to do. ."

"But she is a good person, you don't want to hurt her." He Yunsheng said: "If you hurt her, I..." The teenager said in a deep voice: "Even if I pay everything, I have to discuss it for her."

Xiao Jue looked at him for a while and smiled, "Yes." After a pause, he said again: "But you should not have this opportunity."

He Yunsheng also smiled, "This is a conversation between our two men. When He Yan wakes up, don't tell her."

Xiao Jue looked down at the snow piled on the ground. The snow in the yard did not have time to clean up. A thin layer was spread. He asked He Yunsheng: "Do you care about He Yan very much?"

The teenager instinctively wanted to refute, but when he spoke, he sighed, "She is my sister."

She is an older sister. Although she grew up, she always bullied him, scolded him, snatched his favorite pastries, and always complained to He Sui. But she would also stand in front of him and silently protect him.

In this world, except He Sui, they are the closest people. How could he not care?

"It's good," the youth said quietly: "You will always care about her in the future."

"Of course I will always care about her." He Yunsheng said, and couldn't help glancing at the young man standing beside him. Somehow, the previous worries suddenly dissipated a lot.

Xiao Jue... is a different person from Fan Cheng.

...

He Yan had a long dream.

In the dream, she was still a child, wearing a mask. At that time, she had not gone to Xianchang Hall to study, or she was a poor worm who could only stay in the house except sneaking out of the dog hole every day. One morning, when she took water from Donghuangshan to help the monks and drilled back from the dog hole, she accidentally ran into the servant who got up early and fragrant at night in the house. She turned around in fright and ran into a man. Body.

This man's skirt is very fragrant, like flowers in the spring, fragrant and fascinating, her voice is also soft, with a little smile.

With both hands, she was lifted from the ground.

The lady's eyebrows were somewhat similar to hers. Looking at her eyes, she was very gentle and took her slightly to the side, hiding her figure. After the servants left, she gently patted He Yan's hand and said softly, "It's alright, be careful."

He Yan was wearing a mask, and the other party could not see her face, but she thought, at that time, the face under the mask must be stupefied, full of the desire to be close.

The woman turned away, He Yan followed behind, wanting to call her mother-in-law, but somehow it was so close, but she couldn't keep up with it. Seeing that the woman went further and further until she disappeared In her sight. She fell to the ground in embarrassment, sad and wronged in her heart, and couldn't help crying with "wow".

"He Yan?" Someone in the ear seemed to call her name.

He Yan opened his eyes and met Xiao Jue's concerned eyes. She felt that her face was cool, and she reached out with a subconscious touch, but it was all tears.

All of a sudden, she understood.

The scene on the star platform was repeated in her head. She closed her eyes, the pain was unavoidable, and the mountains came to the sea.

"My mother..." she said a word, and tears rolled down.

He Yan originally thought that between her and Mrs. He Er, although she had the name of mother and daughter, there was no feeling of mother and daughter. In those years when she longed for the care of her mother, Mrs. He Er was missing forever. There is no resentment, but there are some complaints. Even though she was reborn, she never knew how to face Mrs. He Er again. Today, there is no such opportunity.

"Your Majesty allowed me to bury Mrs. He Er," Xiao Jue said softly: "He Yan..." He couldn't think of anything to comfort the girl in front of him, "You don't have to endure, cry if you want to cry."

Cui Luo came here once and brought out the truth and discernment. Mrs. He Er was preparing for today early, and He Rufei did not feed her the poison. The poison was hidden by herself. Mrs. He Er had already died, and with her body, she could not have lived long. She and Tsui Luo asked for a token to go to the Star Terrace, and while the He family did not pay attention, she climbed out of the dog hole dug by He Yan and rushed to the Star Terrace all the way to give He Yan tired with her own life. The last piece of evidence.

The so-called transaction with Xiao Jue is her last life-saving sign for He Xinying, and it is also her retreat for He Yan.

Xiao Jue never dismissed the method of calculating people's hearts in the back house of the woman, but Mrs. He Er's method was not very clever. She wanted to create the illusion that she was partial to He Xinying, but she couldn't help caring about He Yan. In the end, at the expense of her own life, she had to clarify the grievances of her life. Unless a mother loves her daughter, she will never do this.

It's just...if this is her last wish, he is willing to cooperate with him and let her get the little satisfaction of the strategy.

During Mrs. He's life, she could not help herself, and she rarely had a moment to decide her destiny. She could not decide her own birth, but she could decide her own death, and used her death to pave the way for her two daughters, even if she could not see it at all.

He Yan choked with sobs: "Xiao Jue, I have no mother... I will have no mother in the future."

Although the term mother does not exist many times in her life, as long as there is, there may be a glimmer of hope. But Mrs. He Er left, and she would never have a chance in the future. The so-called fantasy between mother and daughter can only become a fantasy forever, and there is no chance to realize it.

God didn't even give her the opportunity to be cruel, and she also regretted it very much. When she was last in Yuhua Temple, she didn't say much to Mrs. He Er.

Xiao Jue stared at her, not in her heart. Of course he knew the discomfort in He Yan's heart at this moment, because he had been so.

If it is the suffering of the skin and flesh, he can suffer on behalf of He Yan, but no one can bear it for the loss of his loved ones.

"What did she say to you last?" He Yan asked.

At that time, only Xiao Jue was beside Mrs. He Er. No one heard the conversation between them. She didn't know what Mrs. He Er said at the end of her life. But was there a sentence for her?

"She said," Xiao Jue paused, slowly speaking, "Yan Yanxi, who is a gift from the lotus, can't take the ocean..."

"She loves you and hopes you live well."

He Yan burst into a weeping cry suddenly in the room.

I don't know how long it took before the house became quiet. He Yan wiped the tears from her face and her voice barely calmed down: "Xiao Jue, the emperor searched He Xu's family, what about my sister He Xinying?"

"She has nothing to do with this matter, if..."

"I will explain the matter with the emperor, don't worry." Xiao Jue was silent for a moment, reached out to hug her in her arms, and whispered: "He Yan, I will always be with you."

...

In the palace.

In the palace of Queen Lan, the four princes were staring at the burning candles in a daze.

"Are you here for daze?" Concubine Lan's words pulled Guangshuo's thoughts back.

Guangshuo returned to God and said, "Mother, I'm just thinking about what happened on the star platform today."

In today's event, the North Korean shock shocked the entire Da Wei.

"That General Feihong turned out to be a woman, who could have thought of it?" Guangshuo was still a little unbelievable when he said this, "It turns out that women can also fight and become generals."

"You, don't underestimate the woman." Lan Guifei smiled and picked up the teacup in front of her, her voice was soft. "Your men are fighting on the battlefield, and the women are fighting in the back house. No one is more sad than anyone. Women in the world, Men can do it, women can do it too. It’s just that there are too few people who are willing to make the first bird, Guangshuo, you have to remember that if you look down on women, you will definitely suffer a big loss in the future."

Guang Shuo said earnestly: "Children remembered." Suddenly, and sighed again: "But that Feihong general Miss He Er, but in the end was killed by the conspiracy of his family. He family is also too cruel, even The daughters of their own family can do it."

Concubine Lan smiled noncommittally: "Isn't it not that the time hasn't come yet, and the cause of the He family planting is not the time for self-eating now."

"Also," Guangshuo heard and nodded: "The father emperor has searched the two families of He Xu right now. The evidence is conclusive, and it is impossible for the He family to turn over. It is also a little comfort to the real General He under Jiuquan. Okay."

Concubine Lan looked at him without a smile.

"Concubine, what do you think the minister is doing here?"

"What did you think about Xu Xiang?" Lan Guifei asked.

Guangshuo was stunned.

"Now Xiao Huaijin and Xu Xiang have completely torn their faces. Since Xiao Huaijin sent Xu Xiang back to the prison, he will not let this opportunity pass. I think there should be other evidence in his hand."

"Children think so." Guangshuo replied, "Just..."

"Just what?"

"I'm afraid the father and emperor won't fight hard against Xu Xiang."

"Your father and emperor are old lovers." Concubine Lan looked into the distance. "When the emperor first ascended the throne, it was Xu Xiangfu who helped him sit in that position. For Xu Xiang, he naturally saved a prince who no one else had. Um. But your father and emperor are old."

Guangshuo looked at the woman in front of her.

"An old emperor will plan for the future. Even if your father and emperor are no longer ridiculous, you will not hope that the mountains of the Great Wei will be destroyed in his hands. Whether for the prince or the future prince, the emperor will definitely punish Xu Xiang. Guangshuo, if you want to fight, you must fight for Xiao Huaijin,"

"Talking about the law of man is like using a soldier's way of attacking the heart. Xiao Huaijin is fighting for his father's grievances. If you add icing on the cake at this time, it will be like sending charcoal in the snow."

Guangshuo was silent for a while, and said: "Mother, the son understands."

"You are as kind as your father and emperor," Lan Guifei looked at him gently. "I know you don't like Quanshu people's hearts, but Guangshuo, if you want to be an emperor, you must learn to govern. This is not bad You have to be born in the palace and want to choose your own destiny. This must be the case. There is no best of both worlds. Look at your father emperor. He has lived his life for a lifetime. Isn’t he bound by now?"

Guangshuo did not speak.

The candle oil of the candle filled the desk, like red tears. Quietly in the hall, only the woman's sleeves are fragrant, leaving a layer of empty and cold breath.

...

Xiao Jue entered the palace in the middle of the night.

When Nei Xuan announced that he had entered the Imperial Study, Emperor Wen Xuan had not rested. The desks were filled with folded papers and scattered randomly. He did not think about it.

He was not a diligent monarch, maybe he had tried this for the first two years after he became king, but later he gave up. In the world, there are emperors who work hard to rule, as well as mediocre kings who do nothing. Throughout his life, Emperor Wen Xuan felt that there was nothing wrong with being a mediocre emperor. What he wanted to do was to spend a lifetime in such a simple way. When the time came, he would pass on to his son, and that's all.

He did indeed spend most of his life like this, and sometimes Emperor Wen Xuan himself felt pretty. He is not like his father, who is busy all day long, nor is it like the emperor of the emperor, who drove around the world. He lived easier than them and lived longer than them.

Isn't Wei Wei good? As long as he is good at hiring people, the generals guard the country, and the ministers govern the affairs, it is also a prosperous world. To this day, the truth he thought was overthrown, Emperor Wen Xuan sat here, and suddenly found that he hadn’t really been a king all these years.

He was not an emperor's talent. If he was not born in the royal family, he would rather be an idle prince, an ordinary official eunuch, or even a son of a wealthy businessman. He has no ambitions and talents. Just write poems and paintings and enjoy the fun of the world. All right. Rather than sitting in this position as it is now, every move is related to the life and death of tens of millions of people. If they don't do well, some people scold him behind their backs and do a good job. Others think this is what he should do.

An emperor longing for freedom is a taboo for the royal family. He hid his mind in the depths, but it turned out that everyone could see it.

Xiao Jue came in.

Emperor Wen Xuan looked at the youth in front of him.

He still remembers that when Xiao Zhongwu brought Xiao Jue to him for the first time, Xiao Jue was just a teenager. He was born so beautiful. He compared the royal children with a handsome look. He looked proud and casual, Very different from his gentle and polite brother. Emperor Wen Xuan thought at the time that Xiao Zhongwu, the warrior, had two outstanding sons, which was really jealous.

Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, Xiao Jue had grown so big. The juvenile childishness had all faded away, looking at his gaze, calm, respectful, and somewhat cold.

He suddenly remembered Xiao Zhongwu coming.

"Actually, now, you and your father still have some similarities." Emperor Wen Xuan said.

He has always felt that Xiao Jue looks like Mrs. Xiao, with bright eyes, but in fact his sharpness and calmness come from his father.

"Your Majesty, do you remember Weichen's father?" Xiao Jue said calmly.

Emperor Wen Xuan was startled.

He thought that after a long time, his memory would be a little fuzzy, but when he remembered it, Xiao Zhongwu's appearance was so clear. The tall man who always wears gold armor and saber is different from the Chinese crepe servant. It is like the northwest wind, stern, wanton, and frank and hearty, which makes all people who yearn for freedom envied.

Emperor Wen Xuan was also envious.

But in the end, Xiao Zhongwu died, and the Xiao family almost collapsed. If it wasn't for the young man in front of him who took three thousand soldiers and horses to go to the city, perhaps, the Dawei now has no Xiao family.

He looked at Xiao Jue: "You hated me at first?"

"Weichen dare not."

Emperor Wen Xuan chuckled aloud, not daring, it was there. Under the world, only the person in front had the courage to say so in his own face, but he was not angry. Perhaps because for many years, no one dared to tell the truth in front of him.

"Emperor," Xiao Jue said: "Weichen begged the emperor to let the wife of Xu Zhiheng, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, and He Xinying.

"He Xinying?"

"At that time, the real general Feihong, Miss He Er, and a sister-in-law of a mother's compatriot." Xiao Jue said: "After Miss He Er was drowned in a pond by a conspiracy, the He family married Miss He Er Ying, the sister of Miss He Er, to be Xu Zhiheng "He continued to look at Emperor Wen Xuan," "Mrs. He Er is dead, Grandma Xu is the only relative of General Feihong who is still in the world. Moreover, the minister has already inquired that Grandma Xu has exchanged between General Feihong and He Rufei. I don’t know anything about identity."

"Your Majesty Rende, please look at the dead General Feihong, be kind to He Xinying and save her life."

"General Feihong..." Emperor Wenxuan murmured.

Everything on the Star Tower today is due to General Feihong. However, he did not expect that Feihong, who was sealed by himself, was actually a woman.

At that time when He Rufei took off his mask and revealed a handsome face, Emperor Wen Xuan was still suspicious that he had a birthmark on his face in the past. Is it ugly to be fake? Today, it seems that since then, the He family has started a scam to deceive the world.

If Miss He'er is still alive, Emperor Wenxuan may still cure her crimes, after all, she has also participated in bullying. But Miss He Er died, and it was so miserable, people died like a lamp, no one remembered all the bad things in front of her, people were always tolerant when they looked at a dead person, and she felt that there was nothing wrong with her .

"Well, just leave her alive." Emperor Wen Xuan sighed. "After all, General Feihong has also charged for the Great Wei and calmed down the Qiang chaos."

"Senior General Feihong, His Majesty Xie."

Emperor Wen Xuan looked at Xiao Jue, but instead smiled, "I heard that you and General Feihong used to be her classmates, so you ran for her. It seems that you are also a person who missed the old. That Feihong General knows under the fountain and should also be pleased."

Xiao Jue said nothing, Emperor Wen Xuan waved his hand, "You go down."

When the young man saluted and turned to leave, Emperor Wen Xuan stopped him again.

The emperor's voice was deeply exhausted. "For so many years, I treat Xu Xiang very kindly, why would Xu Xiang even get nasty?"

Nei Shi bowed her head and dared not speak.

After a while, the young man spoke lightly, "Pampering is extremely arrogant, and Endo becomes a grudge. Perhaps, Your Majesty is too kind to him."