She hugged Jiang Zhaoyue, played by Si Fuqing, tightly and refused to let her leave. Her eyes were red, but her tears never fell: "Zhaoyue, mother, you are the only one left."

Behind the two of them is the Jiang family's ancestral hall.

The tablets of Jiang Haiping and Jiang Xuanjin are prominently among them.

"You will have less training from your father, but more kindness from your country." Si Fuqing turned around, knelt down, and bowed slowly to Mrs. Jiang, word by word, "Now that my father and brother are gone, Your Majesty is also sleeping here. I won't go.

Who else will guard the border gate of Huangzhen?"

"If I don't go, the people of Yanmen will suffer from displacement again. If I don't go, how can I be worthy of the Jiang family soldiers who died in the battle?!"

She bowed again and said forcefully: "I must go, and I dare not defeat the pride of my father and brother."

Mrs. Jiang was stunned.

The 18-year-old girl was kneeling on the ground, her back straight.

This kneeling is not about heaven and earth, nor about ghosts and gods.

What she is kneeling on is the loyal bones of the Jiang family from generation to generation, the unyielding soul of Daxia.

The Jiang family guards the country, and she is a member of the Jiang family.

Mrs. Jiang covered her mouth and finally burst into tears. Her shoulders kept shaking and she couldn't say a word.

But she smiled and clasped her fists: "Please do it, grandma."

When Jiang Zhaoyue left, she actually had no intention of coming back.

She knew that it was hard to disobey her destiny, but she still had no hesitation.

This is Jiang Zhaoyue, who despises all men in the world.

Director Lu's hand trembled violently, and he pressed it hard on the table. He stared at Tao Yunqi, who was having a hard time, and Si Fuqing, who was helping her stand up. His brain was pounding, almost

It's going to explode.
Chapter completed!