On the third day of the third month, peony flowers bloom.

Xie Changyan got up early in the morning, but found that his mother was no longer on the boat.

The boatman claimed that the wife probably went to the market to buy things because the carriage was gone. Xie Changyan was not very relieved and began to dress up and prepare.

She took out a box from the drawer and opened it, which contained a wooden hairpin.

The ancient agarwood is carved into the shape of Fengqi Wutong. The wood is good wood and the carving is also very outstanding. The most important thing is that this is a gift for the mother carving it by my father.

My mother brought it to Yujing and Binzhou. When she was in the poorest and desperate situation, she was not willing to sell the hairpin.

Today, she will wear this hairpin for her father in front of her monument to show her adult life. If her father had a spirit in heaven and could see this scene, she would probably be very pleased.

Xie Changyan carefully wiped the hairpin and put it back in the box with anticipation.

The waterwheel was spinning "bone" and beside the clear pond, a peony blossomed quietly, and a few butterflies fell on it, flapping their beautiful wings.

Zhanghua retreated tiredly and walked straight into the butterfly room without changing clothes.

The butterflies were shocked by the wind raised by his clothes and flew away in panic. After he sat down, he saw that he had not moved for a long time and then flew back.

Zhanghua stretched out a finger, and a butterfly flew over slowly and stopped on it.

Zhanghua stared at it with great concentration, and the silent mask gradually peeled off, revealing the true expression below it, a little confused, a little nostalgic, and a little unspeakable sadness.

"Fifteen years." He murmured, paused, "General Xie."

This is the fifteenth year of Xie Changyan's birth.

It was also the fifteenth year that Xie Weishan passed away.

It was the fifteenth year when he was reborn from Adou to Jiayan.

"I'm here." The man smiled at him like a warm wind that could wipe away all fear and fear. "Your Highness, don't be afraid."

For fifteen years, the saying "Don't be afraid" has always echoed in his ears, inspiring him to move forward bravely and fearlessly.

Xie Changyan would not know why Zhanghua chose her because of thirty daughters in the Xie family.

The bond of fate was actually written fifteen years ago.

The passing years are like water, and a cup of spring dew is as cold as ice.

Xie Changyan waited on the boat for a long time until the sun moved from the bow to the boat, and Zheng did not come back.

Xie Changyan finally realized something was wrong and ordered the boatmen to search everywhere. He was not idle either and ran to the market to find people.

The market in Binzhou is a morning market. It started at the Yin hour and was almost noon, and it was almost dispersed. Zheng was walking in the giant carriage and should have been very silly, but when he inquired along the way, he said that he had never seen such a car.

Finally, Hu Zhiren rushed over and mobilized all his men to search for it. He found out that there was indeed a carriage, but he did not go to the market, but went to the beach in the opposite direction.

Xie Changyan immediately thought of a possibility and immediately asked Hu Zhiren that he borrowed a horse and rode his horse to his destination.

Binzhou faces the sea three times, and the ship given by Your Majesty comes from the inland river, so it docks in the northern region. In addition, there are two southeast regions, and the southern region is adjacent to the two countries of Biyi, which communicates with trade and is very prosperous. The eastern region connects to the outer sea, and is mostly used by fishermen to go out to sea to catch fish. Because Cheng Country is on the other side of the coast, it is also a place where wars occur frequently.

Xie Weishan's monument is in the Eastern Region.

Xie Changyan drove fast all the way, and finally arrived at his father's monument after a cup of tea.

The giant carriage was indeed parked next to the monument. A man was sitting next to the monument. Looking at his back, it was Zheng's family.

Xie Changyan breathed a sigh of relief at this point and realized that there was a cold sweat on his back.

She jumped off the horse and walked towards Zheng: "Mother."

Zheng's body moved, turned his head, his face filled with surprise as if he had just woken up from his dream: "Wanwan?"

"Why didn't my mother wait for her daughter? I'm here first?" Xie Changyan walked over and held Zheng's hand, and found that her hands were cold.

"I... I suddenly thought last night that although your birthday was today, your father left half a day earlier. So I wanted to come here to see him first. I watched the sunrise with him, but I fell asleep unknowingly." Zheng stood up apologetically and tidied up his slightly wrinkled clothes, "I'm sorry, I've worried my son."

Xie Changyan pouted and said, "Mom is really too much, why don't you call me with me? I also want to watch the sunrise with my dad."

Zheng laughed when he heard this: "You have come to Binzhou to worship your father many times. You have watched it as you should have seen it, but this is my first time."

"I know, I know, you want to be alone with my dad. But next time you need to remember to tell me before you don't fall asleep again and let me find it."

"Yes, yes, yes." Zheng responded with a good temper.

Xie Changyan looked around and said, "Strange."

"What's strange?"

"Although this place was not as lively as the southern region in the past, there were also ships coming in and out, with many people. Why is it so deserted today and no one is seen?"

Zheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this: "When I came, a group of fishermen went out to sea, and I guess they hadn't come back yet."

"Is it because of the sacred wind on the sea? Oh, bah, my crow's mouth!" Xie Changyan hurriedly bowed to Xie Weishan's monument three times, "Dad, bless you, good luck, let them return safely."

Seeing that the time was almost over, Zheng suggested, "Since you are here, let's start adding hairpins while the place is purified."

"Okay." Xie Changyan touched his sleeves, "Oh, it's too hasty to come out, and he didn't bring his hairpin. Mom, wait, I'll go back and get it, soon!"

Zheng reminded him with concern: "Ride slowly. We are not in a hurry, and no one on both sides can watch the ceremony."

Xie Changyan turned over and turned around and smiled: "Why is no one watching the ceremony? Isn't Dad there? Now, I'll give you some time to be alone!"

Zheng gave her a blank look: "Gentle mouth and tongue! Go quickly and return!"

"Slow down and get faster, mom, you are so hard to serve." Xie Changyan showed an unbearable look and waved away.

Running more than ten feet out, Zheng called her: "Wanwan--"

Xie Changyan turned around: "What did you forget about your mother?"

Zheng stood beside the monument, and the sea breeze blew her robe. For some reason, it seemed that she would be blown away at any time.

Xie Changyan's heart skipped a beat and was a little uneasy.

However, the next moment, Zheng smiled at her, the haze dissipated, and the sun was filled with bright sunshine: "Bring another box of rouge back."

Xie Changyan was stunned at first, and then realized that it was Zheng, who had always been without makeup, who wanted to use it. He immediately smiled knowingly, blinked at her, and left.

When Xie Changyan returned to the boat to get the hairpin and rouge, he met Hu Zhiren and hurriedly thanked: "I've caused you trouble, I've found my mother."

"That's good..." Hu Zhiren hesitated for a moment before saying, "I wonder... if I have the honor to go and watch the ceremony?"

"Ah, welcome! That's great. I'm sure I'm very happy to see the objective courtesy."

Hu Zhiren Zhanyan said, "I brought the piano. If you don't dislike it, please let me be the one who plays the fun."

Xie Changyan said, "Then I'll have a blessing for Brother Hu!"

The group reorganized and set off for the Eastern Region.

Xie Changyan took the lead and rode happily in the front. Therefore, she was also the first to see Zheng.

"Mom, I'm back-"

She was about to speed up, but Hu Zhiren behind her grabbed a few steps and forced her to block it with a horse whip: "Let's wait!"

Hu Zhiren showed a rare look of shock on his face. Xie Changyan was stunned for a moment, followed his gaze and saw the carriage beside Zheng - it was upside down!

At the same time, Zheng, who was facing her back, turned stiffly, as if he wanted to say something, but with a move, a large pool of blood spurted out from her neck.

The whole head was broken.

Xie Changyan opened his eyes wide, and the scene seemed to be stretched out by something, silent, becoming slow and quiet—

She watched Zheng's head leave her body and fall onto the beach, rolling and finally rolling to the stone tablet.

She watched the blood spurt out from the broken opening of Zheng's neck like a waterfall, her body shaking and fell to the ground "smack".

She watched Zheng's hands and feet still twitching, blood mixed with yellow sand, her eyes full of red and yellow.

She looked at Zheng's head against the stone tablet, but her eyes were still looking straight at her, as if she had thousands of words to explain.

"Mom--" Xie Changyan roared, pushed Hu Zhiren away and jumped off the horse, running towards Zheng, dozens of feet away.

Hu Zhiren couldn't stop him, so he waved his hand to signal everyone behind him to follow: "Hurry!"

Xie Changyan was too anxious when he was vaulting, and twisted his foot, but she could no longer feel it. She stumbled to the front of the monument. Just as she was about to lean over to catch her mother's head, a black shadow emerged from the backward carriage and grabbed her arm.

Immediately afterwards, a scimitar was placed on her neck.

Hu Zhiren immediately stopped: "Who are you? Let her go!"

Xie Changyan looked straight at the head on the ground, and there was only one thought in his mind: It can’t reach, why? Why can’t it reach?

She began to struggle, completely ignoring the scimitar on her neck, and just wanted to touch her mother.

The sharp blade cut her flesh and blood flowed down.

Hu Zhiren's face turned pale: "Don't hurt her! What do you want? I agree!"

"You?" The black shadow who kidnapped Xie Changyan finally turned his head and looked at him. His face was also clearly seen by Hu Zhiren and others.

This is a man in ragged and skinny black clothes. He is about forty years old, with a long and narrow face and a hooked nose. He only has one eye and the other eye is sewn up, looking indescribably ugly.

"In the lower house, Hu Zhiren is the nephew of Hu Jiuxian in Yichun. He has a need, even if he says it."

The man in black said "ahha" and showed a hint of joy in his eyes: "It is the richest man in the world. So, who is this woman?"

Hu Zhiren said in a deep voice: "She is just an ordinary person, but I love you. Please don't hurt her."

Xie Changyan came to his senses at this point. She glanced at Hu Zhiren in a daze and finally felt the pain on her neck.

Mother is dead!
Chapter completed!