CHAPTER 291: CHAPTER 286: UNINVITED GUEST (PART 2)

"You should sleep now. Once you’re asleep, you won’t talk nonsense. If you keep talking nonsense, there’s no saving you!"

Song Rentou thought for a moment, hugged the treasure basin, and lay down.

"Ah... life is so tough! Only you, my little darling, are my comfort!"

...

The next morning, Shen Weixi came to the Prince Qin Mansion, waving the wings she snatched from the dog, unable to hide her excitement.

Upon seeing Yun Ran, she immediately grabbed her hand and walked out, "Yue’er, let me tell you, people from the Northern Border’s Liangzhou have arrived today. We might get to see Marshal Yun in person! Let’s hurry and find a good spot to wait!"

"Marshal Yun?"

Yun Ran was slightly taken aback, her mind involuntarily recalling the old man she saw at Tianyin Pavilion.

Righteous and imposing, with sharp eyes, awe-inspiring yet inexplicably familiar.

"Yes, yes! Marshal Yun! Yue’er, you don’t know about Marshal Yun, do you? Let me tell you!"

Speaking of Marshal Yun’s exploits, Shen Weixi was animated, full of admiration, and Yun Ran could almost see the boiling blood surging through her!

However, a hero’s life is full of legends, impossible to recount completely.

His noble character, unmatched intelligence, and strategy; leading his army, writing sagas of legend and tragedy that could be inscribed in history and renowned for ages.

"Marshal Yun, he was a genius, flawless in calculations, strategizing from within his tent, winning battles a thousand miles away! A man of war, dominating the winds and clouds, my ultimate idol!"

"The Yun Family, loyal and heroic, dedicated to safeguarding the land and its people, a model for us all!"

As she got excited, Shen Weixi grasped Yun Ran’s hand, "Yue’er, did you know? Marshal Yun originally had five sons, all remarkable Great Generals!"

"But for the long-term peace of Tianchu and the well-being of the people, three of Marshal Yun’s sons died in battle!"

Yun Ran paused in her steps, feeling as if something pricked her heart, "You say, three of his sons died in battle?"

Shen Weixi nodded in pain, speaking heavily, "Only Yun Family’s Second Brother and Fifth Brother survived. The Second Brother is now the Princely Heir, which is fortunate. But Yun Family’s Fifth Brother, alas!"

Seeing her sighing with unspeakable concern, Yun Ran’s heart sank slightly, nervously asking, "What about Yun Family’s Fifth Brother?"

Shen Weixi sighed deeply, "Although Yun Family’s Fifth Brother survived, he injured his leg in a battle and has never been able to stand again."

The once ’Hundred Battle General’, galloping across the sand, is now confined to a wheelchair, unable to walk. Such a psychological blow, how could ordinary people endure it?

Yun Ran felt a bit of heartache. She couldn’t help but think of Nangong Mo, who may be pretending to be disabled now, but he was indeed injured and crippled at that time.

"What a pity Yun Family’s Fourth Brother is. He died in battle at just over twenty years old, so young yet..."

"Eighteen years ago, when Yecheng fell, the city was littered with corpses, rivers of blood, with almost no civilians surviving. It is said his wife was already nine months pregnant at that time... ah! It’s really distressing!"

As Shen Weixi spoke, her eyes were already red, tears of sorrow on the verge of flowing.

Yun Ran listened, her heart heavy. In her mind, she recalled again the scene she dreamt of at Tianyin Pavilion.

The portrait Old Prince Yun held was likely that of the lady Weixi mentioned, right?

He did say that woman went missing in Yecheng, and to think she was pregnant...

If that general knew, how heartbroken would he be in the afterlife!

And Old Prince Yun, a white-haired man burying his children, what could be more painful in the world?

The cruelties of war are beyond imagination; one general’s success built on countless bones, how many ever returned from ancient battles?

As they entered Yunlai Inn, both were frowning and sorrowful, unable to recover from the sadness.

The waiter enthusiastically greeted them, ushered them to a private room on the second floor, proficiently served good wine, offered wine sets, and placed a small stove.

"Ladies, please wait a moment, the dishes you ordered will be served soon. If you need anything, feel free to call me anytime."

The waiter left with a cheerful smile. Shen Weixi rolled up her sleeves to warm the wine, while Yun Ran looked out the window.

The center of the street was empty, but the sides were crowded with people, heads moving as far as the eye could see.

Colorful streamers and red lanterns hung from the houses, windows, and trees on both sides of the street, swaying beautifully in the breeze!