Be Good Chapter 1369: Dead in the battlefield will be centrifugal

All of them have seen Yuan Changhuan and Xie Ci get along before they got married.

The former wife dared to beat the Lord with a whip before she was married to the Lord. The most important thing is that the Lord dared not hide.

Later, the lord and general's wife married back home, and she was also pampered like a treasure.

Right now...the great rivers and mountains are abandoned, and everything is left to find his wife, which shows the importance of his wife.

When a group of people think about this, they all watch their hearts and minds, not daring to reveal the slightest emotion.

Watching the interaction between their mother and child, Xie Ci's originally gloomy complexion eased a lot, even his thin lips revealed a faint smile, even though Yuanyuan pretended to be mature, she was still as cute as before.

That's right, what is tough in the eyes of others becomes cute in the eyes of Xie Ci.

It was not until seeing their figures disappear in the carriage that Xie Ci shifted his gaze to Mo Chen, "What happened?"

Mo Chen's expression was still calm and rigid. Hearing the words of thanks, he lowered his voice and said, "My lord, Young General Qin died in battle."

"When did it happen?" Xie Ci subconsciously glanced at the carriage and asked in a low voice when he saw that there was no movement.

As he spoke, he stepped away from the carriage.

Mo Chen understood the meaning of thanking him, and followed behind him step by step, with a lower voice, "The news came three days ago, and it has been nearly six days since I got the news."

Xie Ci's hands under the sleeves were clenched tightly, his eyes piercing, "Explain in detail."

"Six days ago, Young General Qin led a group of soldiers and horses to meet the grain and grass escorted by General Qin from Pingcheng. Unexpectedly, he was ambushed by Linzhao, and unfortunately, thousands of arrows pierced his heart and died."

Paused, Mo Chen continued, "The corpse was sent back to Pingcheng by General Qin himself."

"There will be no fakes."

A general has fallen, and Da Qi is in danger.

At this time, Xie Ci had to go to the battlefield to command in person, Mo Chen looked at Xie Ci, his lips were tightly pursed, if he hadn't received the news from the Lord today, even he might be in a mess.

After all, it is a matter of state affairs.

For Qin Lancang's death in battle, Xie Ci is not surprised. As a general, he must be prepared to die on the battlefield anytime and anywhere, and dying on the battlefield is also the best way for them.

The country is stained with blood, and either Qin Lancang or other generals will die.

Xie Ci has long been used to seeing life and death, but it was a pity to hear Qin Lancang's death in battle.

He is a very good opponent and a very good general, Xie Ci closed his eyes and said, "Send an order to go back, posthumously confer the posthumous posthumous title of General Qin as the Marquis of Honor."

"At this time, the battlefield is in chaos and there are many crises, should you take the young master back?"

Xie Ci played with the jasper beads between his fingers, his expression was flat, "Let's go first."

"Yes."

After Mo Chen left, Xie Ci walked towards the carriage in a leisurely manner. Regarding the news that Qin Lancang had died in battle, Xie Ci was not going to tell Yuan Changhuan, at least the news of his death in battle could not come from his mouth. Say it out.

Otherwise, after finally coaxing the mother and child, wouldn't it be that they would be divorced from them again.

After all, Qin Lancang occupies an important position for their mother and son, and Xie Ci understands better than anyone else.

Thinking of this, Xie Ci stepped into the carriage, his eyes returned to the usual calm and gentle, looking at the big and small people in the carriage, "We should go."

"Father, mother is going to send Miao Miao away." Yuan Miao looked at his father with an aggrieved expression.

Xie Ci was standing at the door of the carriage, when he heard his son's words, he slightly lowered his eyes and looked at them.

"Yuanyuan?"

Yuan Changhuan listened to Xie Ci's voice, caressed his son's head, his eyes were clear, as if he could see into Xie Ci's heart, his red lips became pale as paper at some point.