The previous battle lasted for seven days and seven nights, and finally ended in victory.

But correspondingly, Jiang Zhaoyue also suffered serious injuries.

Si Fuqing paused, then she smiled and called out: "Xiao Zhaoyue."

Jiang Zhaoyue turned around suddenly, and her hand instantly tightened her grip on the spear.

When she saw the boy for the first time, she suddenly opened her eyes wide: "You, you..."

She was about to get up in a hurry, but was pushed down by Si Fuqing: "You are so seriously injured, why do you still want to get up to greet me?"

Jiang Zhaoyue looked pale, but still smiled.

She said softly: "Brother Wuyi, why...why don't you grow old?"

She remembered the year she met him, when he was very young.

Jiang Haiping had just died in battle, and Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Xuanjin's brothers kept it secret from her and asked him to take her to play in the backyard.

The exchange with him at that time shocked her greatly.

The country hates the family feud and dare not forget it until death.

After her father and brother died, she also rushed to the battlefield with this obsession.

She didn't regret it, just a little regretful.

Si Fuqing was silent for a long time, then smiled: "Yes, you have grown so big."

Jiang Zhaoyue wiped her tears haphazardly: "Well, it's already the 21st this year."

She was twenty-one, the same year she died.

Si Fuqing's heart tightened, and her throat seemed to be blocked by something sour.

At this moment, a voice fell.

"Xiao Zhaoyue, long time no see."

The voice is unfamiliar, but the tone is extremely familiar

Jiang Zhaoyue's eyes opened even wider: "Brother Wuyi, did you hear..."

Did she hear hallucinations because she ran around for several nights and was seriously injured?

"Zhaoyue, it's Your Majesty." Si Fuqing looked at her and said slowly, "I brought him to see you."

good morning~
Chapter completed!