"The sun is nice today."

What he said is a sentence that has nothing to do with anything.

My voice is hoarse, my throat is red, swollen, and severely damaged.

Yang Zhihua was stunned and couldn't tell what it was like. Compared with Xie Xun's series of crazy questions after waking up, he was more afraid of Xie Xun's current appearance, so calm that nothing happened, and he carefully agreed.

"Yes, it's a sunny day..."

"She likes to bask in the sun the most."

A very light word made the whole room become dead silent!

It was clearly a beautiful sunny day, but the room was covered with a light gray color. I couldn’t tell what it felt like, it was suffocating.

Xie Xun didn't seem to notice the change in the atmosphere. He held on to his tired body and smiled softly on his brows.

"The river is so cold, she has to take good care of herself before she can go out and walk. It seems that she is not allowed to wear those thin clothes this winter. It is too willful."

Every word I spoke was accompanied by severe pain, as if I had swallowed a razor blade alive, cut my throat, and exhausted all my strength.

He seemed to feel nothing at all, talking to himself, raising his eyes to look at everyone, frowning slightly, and said in a cold tone: "Why don't you let her live in Zhuyuan? I want to be with her."<

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Yang Zhihua's eyes suddenly turned red, her legs softened, and she knelt on the ground. Along with Chu He, many secret guards knelt on the ground, bowing their heads and saying nothing.

"Okay, why are you kneeling?" Xie Xun looked at them, the smile on his lips gradually faded, and he was no longer visible.

"Master Hou, please forgive me!"

Yang Zhihua didn't dare to say it, but she had to say that this matter had already gone viral in the capital, and she couldn't hide it from Xie Xun, she said sadly.

"You have been in coma for three days... Miss Meng was not found for three days. I only found a white hairband at the bottom of the river, which is commonly used by Miss Meng... The wind was too strong that day, and the water was turbulent. I'm afraid...

Afraid..."

Xie Xun looked at him expressionlessly. The bright sunshine in mid-September fell in front of him, but he was sunk in the shadows, and it was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger.

After a long time, he actually laughed.

"You mean, I can live, but she can't be found?"

Chu He couldn't stand it anymore, and said solemnly: "The secret guards have been fishing in the river so far, and found Lin Han's body one day ago! There is no trace of the lady, only a hair tie was found. If a person soaks in the river for three days, his body will

It’s all starting to rot, and the chance of survival is slim!”

Yang Zhihua lowered his head and said: "Master Hou, so many things have happened in the capital these days when you are in coma. Nanliang is coming, and the emperor has announced your admonition. Everything needs to be decided by you!"

"My condolences to Marquis Xu Bei!"

"My condolences to Marquis Xu Bei!"

Everyone's voices came together and came overwhelmingly, turning into a strange buzzing sound without any time to breathe.

Xie Xun saw in a trance that night when he was on the verge of suffocation, the turbulent cold water around him, invisible hands grabbed his ankles and dragged him into the endless abyss.

It was so cold that it made him tremble all over.

He desperately searched for someone, but couldn't find anything. All the broken shouts were bloody and pressed in his chest. Finally, he lost all his strength and slowly sank to the bottom of the sea.

Xie Xun raised his head, with a sweet taste in his throat, and said calmly: "My wife is not dead yet, why should I express my condolences?"

"Master Hou..."

"Look for it!" Xie Xun said again, "Look for it!"

He kept saying that one word over and over again, almost clenching his teeth and squeezing it out from between his lips and teeth, hoarse and desperate, showing unprecedented confusion, like a child who suddenly lost everything, and a blow was struck, forcibly breaking his heart.

The world leaves no stone unturned: "Find her."

"Yes, the secret guards are still fishing on the river, and they will definitely find Madam..."

Who would believe this?

It’s just to comfort Xie Xun and give me peace of mind.

After such a long time, I'm afraid that person has long been... buried in the deep sea.

"I'll go in person." Xie Xun made a decision, lifted the quilt and stumbled to the ground, his back straight, as if a string was stretched to the extreme, and any detail would make him completely break.

"Master Hou!" Everyone was horrified, "You are not well yet, and you don't know how to swim. What's the use of going there?! Do you want to dance again? Leave it to us!"

Yang Zhihua was overwhelmed with great sadness. He didn't want to force Xie Xun like this, but now if Xie Xun does nothing, no one can really count on him: "Master Hou, the family and the country are in trouble, please cheer up!"

Now that Xie Xun is gone, it can only be a disservice.

What can he do?

There are still so many things on his shoulders waiting for him to deal with.

Common people of the country, warriors of mountains and rivers.

They are all waiting for him.

Not even a little time to be sad!

Xie Xun's figure froze for a moment, standing in the darkness separated by a thin line, looking at the direction of the sun. It was so dazzling that it actually made people feel embarrassed and had the urge to cry.

"She's afraid of the cold. You have to find her quickly..." The light and shadow reflected in his eyes were a piece of cold desolation. It was quiet for a long time. His eyes were cold and peaceful, without any trace of pain. At that moment, his heart was filled with tears.

Zhongshan shouted a tsunami, but did not let anyone know, "Please."

He said, please.

"Yes!"

The secret guards have all withdrawn, leaving the bedroom empty.

"Tell me." Xie Xun said.

"On the night when you were unconscious, the Nanliang soldiers came in two groups! Old General Pei was overwhelmed with ambition and power, so he had to resist one side. The other side's city was attacked by Nanliang, and they marched straight in!"

"And just as the Marquis expected, elite soldiers from Nanliang gathered quietly outside Chang'an City, ready to go. They colluded with Liang Jian and waited for the right opportunity to force the palace. No one in the huge capital was aware of it..."

"Your Majesty urges you three times and asks you to go there when you wake up!"

When war breaks out, people are in dire straits.

How many people’s families were broken up and their lives were broken? How many people were separated from each other?!

In just three days, the world was in chaos.

They are waiting for Xie Xun to make up his mind, waiting for Xie Xun to lead them to kill all the conspiracies and tricks.

But I forgot that Xie Xun was also a person who had just experienced the separation of life and death... But he could not be sad or fall down. He shouldered the safety of countless people.

He pressed his eyebrows, his long eyelashes covering the chilling calm and darkness, his cough was suppressed in his throat, and he swallowed the smell of blood: "Prepare your horses and enter the palace."

Half an hour later.

In the palace.

Imperial Study Room.

When Emperor Yan saw him, he strode forward to greet him: "Xie Xun!"

Even if Emperor Yan desperately wanted to get rid of Xie Xun, he had to admit that Xie Xun had really become the only person he could count on now.

Because Emperor Yan knew.

Xie Xun is chivalrous at heart. He will not let the world go unchecked for his own selfish desires, regardless of the lives of the people!

Emperor Yan stayed on him for a second, touched the black clothes, and sighed: "People cannot be resurrected after death, so I am sorry."

Xie Xun woke up after half a lifetime of great tragedy and a bumpy road. His side face was as pale as transparent and his expression was difficult to distinguish.

He has always loved red clothes, but today he is wearing black. The color is gloomy and solemn. His body is long and thin, as if his skeleton is holding up the clothes, which is empty.

"Weichen's wife is just missing, not dead."
Chapter completed!