This year, Nalan Fengjin stayed in Xizhou and had a lively time because his classmates got together. In early spring, the battle to attack Nanchuan began.
Du Yuze proclaimed himself King of Ze and led the troops in battle. He was extremely brave and Nanchuan could not be captured for several months. Nalan Fengjin had no choice but to mobilize the Tiandu army to help. Nalan Xuyan heard that Nalan Fengjin sent a letter to Nalan Fengjin to lead his troops north.
Nalan Fengjin mentioned in his reply to him that he should bring Nalan Xingci with him and return to Tiandu City after capturing Nanchuan to marry Nalan Xingci and Nalan Hanqi.
After Nalan Xingci learned about it, she wrote a secret letter to Nalan Fengjin to express her gratitude to her. In her reply, she teased Nalan Xingci: "She will soon become my sister-in-law, and I want to have a wedding ceremony."
Nalan Xingci blushed after seeing it. He was ridiculed by Nalan Xuyan for a long time.
Nalan Xingci looked at the token of love sent by Nalan Hanqi and was as shy as a budding flower. He replied to his brother: "Since I got acquainted with the eldest princess, why is my brother so bad? You and The eldest princess is really a perfect match."
Nalan Xuyan laughed heartily after hearing this. He only called his sister discerning, and he thought so himself, but in return, Nalan Xingci whispered: "Shameless."
The war was tense, and Nanchuan was defending in danger. It was easy to defend but difficult to attack. Du Yuze was very good at this kind of fighting method. Even the Tiandu Army, which had integrated the top masters of Phoenix Villa, did not get any advantage. For a while, Nalan Fengjin was depressed. To the extreme.
Ever since Nalan Fengjin made a big fuss at Du Yuze's wedding, Nalan Hanyi had always disliked Du Yuze. This time he actually proclaimed himself king, which has become a thorn in Nalan Hanyi's side. Secretly vowing not to capture Nanchuan, he would not be Nalan Hanyi.
War is cruel. Looking at the blood-stained soldiers fighting on the battlefield, Nalan Fengjin could only feel sorry for him. However, the more he felt sorry for these soldiers who drank and chatted with him, the stronger his hatred towards Du Shi was in his heart.
After being unable to attack for a long time, Nalan Hanyi decided to attack Nanchuan City with the Tiandu Army. They circled to Nanchuan from behind and attacked from behind.
Nalan Hanqi cooperated with the Tiandu Army to fight head-on while waiting for the arrival of Nalan Xuyan's Zhennan Army.
Nalan Fengjin was commanding the battle in the city.
However, half a month later. Nalan Fengjin hadn't received the news about Nalan Hanyi yet, so he couldn't help but worry, so he left the city and looked at the huge wall of Nanchuan City from a distance, speechless.
At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves kicking in the distance.
Nalan Fengjin raised his head when he heard the sound and saw a person coming from far away. Only when he got closer did he see clearly that it was Le Zhengyu.
It was so late at night in the wilderness, and Nalan Fengjin was confused when he suddenly saw Le Zhengyu walking alone.
Le Zhengyu came towards the light of the fire, and when he got close, he saw Nalan Fengjin. He was startled at first, then startled, and his mind was in a trance for a moment.
He rode up to him and dismounted. Looking at Nalan Fengjin, he seemed to have a thousand words to say, but in the end he only called out in a deep voice, "Ajin."
He still likes to call her A Jin instead of such a strange name as Nalan Feng Jin.
Nalan Fengjin asked with a smile: "Why are you here? Aren't you with Han Yi?" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ling Yinglie next to Le Zhengyu and was startled.
When Le Zhengyu heard this, his eyes darkened. Glancing at Ling Yinglie beside him, Ling Yinglie bowed to Nalan Fengjin. But said nothing. He just stared at Nalan Fengjin blankly.
After a long time, Ling Yinglie suddenly said: "I'm here to deliver a message to you. Nalan Han is dead."
Nalan Fengjin, who was originally smiling, was suddenly startled, as if he felt that he was hallucinating.
Le Zhengyu continued what Ling Yinglie said: "The next day before he died, he said to me..."
Nalan Fengjin sat down numbly on the spot. She looked at Le Zhengyu blankly, as if it was not him who spoke, but her illusion.
There seemed to be water in Le Zhengyu's eyes. After swallowing a bit of pain, he said calmly and slowly: "Yu said, the best time in my memory is to be with you."
"What did you say?" Nalan Fengjin was laughing.
Le Zhengyu choked up and said loudly: "I said he died the next day!"
Nalan Fengjin's whole body was shaken, then he shook his head and laughed, saying: "You know you love to joke, but you can't lie to me and say he is dead."
Nalan Fengjin was smiling, "Although we have been classmates for a short time, you can't lie to me like this!"
"I'm not, I didn't! Yi is indeed dead, he is really dead! I saw it with my own eyes, he is dead!" Le Zhengyu stood up suddenly, looking extremely excited. "If it weren't for Ling Yinglie, I'm afraid I'd be dead too."
"Le Zhengyu!" Nalan Fengjin suddenly roared, and Le Zhengyu was startled. She looked at him sharply with a stiff face. After a while, she suddenly changed her smile, as if she was afraid that she would startle Le Zhengyu by being too loud, and whispered: "I know you are joking, stop joking. As long as you tell the truth, I won't blame you for lying to me. . Former classmate, I like your blunt words the most. As long as you say now that you are joking and lying to me, I will not blame you, really. "
Le Zhengyu was startled, his eyes flashed with grief, and he said slowly: "Ah Jin, he is dead, he is really dead. His body is hanging on the wall of Nanchuan City for two days." As he spoke, he shed tears and wiped them away with his long sleeve.
"It's impossible, he just..." Nalan Fengjin shook his head to deny it, but couldn't say any more.
"When the army marched to Nanchuan, Du Zhilin's army arrived. They were ambushed and the whole army was wiped out. But Zhengyu was rescued by me halfway." Ling Yinglie said: "He was surrounded, Du Zhilin Lin immediately ordered archers to shoot him, and he was not concerned about his life or death. Afterwards, he was handed over to Du Yuze. When I saw him, he was already dying. He told me that the happiest days of his life were with you. During that time. He said, I can't accompany you in this life, but I will smile with you in the next life. When he died, he was smiling and murmuring that this country would be picturesque only if you were there. Before he died, he held tightly in his hands Hold on to this painting." Ling Yinglie took something out of his arms and handed it to Nalan Fengjin, which was a blood-stained painting.
Le Zhengyu cried and said, "I took a look and the picture shows you and him in the academy."
The air seemed to condense at this moment, and the dark night became silent except for the chirping of insects. Time passes quietly.
Le Zhengyu wiped the tears on his cheeks and saw that Nalan Fengjin still didn't answer, so he raised his head and looked at Nalan Fengjin. He saw that her eyes were dull and unfocused at the moment, as if she was looking at the painting in his hand. It seems not.
He called softly, but there was no response, and even when he shouted loudly, there was no response. She just stayed there, looking at the painting in his hand with her eyes blankly, and no matter how much Le Zhengyu called, there was no response.
Just when Le Zhengyu was helpless and worried, he suddenly saw Nalan Fengjin smile slightly, blood slowly flowing out from the corner of his mouth, he closed his eyes and fell to the ground silently.
Ling Yinglie picked her up and felt for her pulse.
