The prince disliked her, and the legitimate daughter was reborn and married to the regent

In times of chaos and despair, people will do many things that they themselves would never expect, just like the restless soldiers at this moment.

"We didn't have to work so hard. Wouldn't it be better if we just escaped from Jisha City like the others?"

"Yes, if you die on this battlefield, you will turn into a monster. It's too scary. I don't want to fight anymore!"

"But if we don't kill him, our escape will be known and we will be punished. If we kill him, everything will be solved."

All those chaotic voices reached Yun Nian's ears. In front of her was Zuo Mingyuan with an ugly face.

There was only a charming woman, a pair of twins, and a big guy around him.

And she herself was even weaker. Such a combination would not be able to resist the soldiers outside who were already furious.

The noise was getting closer and closer. There was a loud knock on the door at first, and then it quickly became a continuous sound, like the thundering drums on a battlefield.

Langya placed his hands on the thick rope in front of his chest, his back straight, and his master gestured with his hand.

"give it to me."

"it is good……"

Two voices sounded at the same time. Yun Nian looked at Zuo Mingyuan who had spoken, without any surprise in his eyes. He just took the piano case opened by Lang Ya, revealing the "Heart Jade" piano that he had just played.

"Boom!"

The second after Yun Nian put her fingertips on the zither, those people rushed in, their eyes red, and their gazes fell on the young general who had been fighting side by side with them.

Of course, they also saw Yun Nian and his group, but the two weak girls and two cute boys did not attract their attention at all, except that the big guy looked a little scary.

"General Zuo, we respectfully call you a general only for your father's sake. We hope you can lead us out of the siege and protect our homeland."

The leading soldier looked well-educated and spoke clearly. He was chosen to give the speech.

"But you asked us to fight the enemy even though we were obviously unable to do so. We are also human beings and we want to survive."

"Don't you think so?"

After he finished speaking, he asked a question to the people around him, and received a lot of responses.

"Yes!"

"that is!"

"Without reinforcements, wouldn't it be meaningless to fight?"

Zuo Mingyuan looked at the soldiers gathered together, who had fought with him, with a heavy look in his eyes.

His beautiful and sharp eyes slid across those people and stopped when he saw a figure.

That was the young man he had saved from the battlefield. Despite being in danger of death, he still brought the man safely to the city gate.

But now, the young man met his gaze, shrank his neck, and turned his face away deliberately.

"You all think so?"

His voice was a little soft, and I didn't know if he was asking them or questioning himself.

"You think so too?"

He took a few steps forward, and the others were forced to retreat as well. The young man had no choice but to face Zuo Mingyuan's questioning.

"Yes... yes! I don't want to die! Little General, I want to survive. I am the only son in my family. If I die, what will happen to my elderly mother?"

The others didn't say anything, but they obviously thought the same thing. Zuo Mingyuan didn't understand why he tried so hard to get these people to fight back, but it turned out to be so tit-for-tat.

He turned around to see that Fuqiu had already put on the curtain to cover her eyes, while Yun Nian was sitting upright with a look of neither sadness nor joy, as if she was waiting for something.

He suddenly felt an indescribable disgust welling up in his chest, as if his entire body was hung high on this damn flag.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense to him? If he persists, General Zuo will save him, but we don't!"

The originally calm hearts were ignited, and the flames of anger flickered in their eyes.

"Sisi,"

Zuo Mingyuan turned around and looked at the expressionless girl.

"Do you want to try it?"

He gave the right to choose back to Yun Nian, as if he had given up everything and offered himself devoutly as a believer.

"Zheng~"

The piano music started, and the tense atmosphere suddenly paused. Everyone suddenly felt an indescribable and obscure illusion in their chest.

Yun Nian looked at her fingertips, then closed her eyes. She remembered watching Zuo Mingyuan crawl out of a mud pit when she was young, smiling brightly at her.

I remember what I saw on the road: the displaced refugees fighting for a small bag of food, and the little girl holding her mother's body, confused and at a loss.

What have the soldiers in front of me done wrong? They are just afraid of death. But who is not afraid of death? The difference between dying early and dying late is so huge.

Yun Nian poured all her thoughts into the music. She knew that the music could not change anything. At most, it could make these people stop for a while.

Just as she expected, the noisy soldiers rushed over, shouting that they wanted to kill Zuo Mingyuan, but the gentle music of the piano was trying to persuade them gently. Reason and emotion were arguing with each other.

"What are you still doing?"

She blinked her eyes, feeling somewhat helpless, her fingertips turning red, but she continued to play.

What a wonderful scene, the soldier about to kill, the general standing there in a daze, and the girl playing the piano.

It's like an absurd meticulous painting, and no one can understand the meaning behind it.

But Zuo Mingyuan moved. He picked up the fallen wine shop chess piece, broke it with force, and shook the remaining part in his hand.

"Let me ask you, if you kill me, are you planning to escape?"

"Of course, running away is not a shameful thing. We are just trying to survive."

It was the leader who said that. His eyes were extremely dark, the kind that would sink into them if you weren't careful.

"Where to go from here? All the way to Luochuan?"

Zuo Mingyuan sneered.

"You can't defend the weakest west gate, and you want to escape. Do you want to let Ke Luo's army into the territory of our Da'an Kingdom?"

"Where is your home? If I remember correctly, it's somewhere along the road, right? You can run away, but wouldn't it be more filial if you can just run to your home with the army of mummies?"

"Pfft!"

Fuqiu laughed out loud without giving them face, and when she saw the angry soldiers, she pretended to cough a few times.

"Oh, no, you can't even run to your own home before you are caught up by the tireless monsters and transformed into something neither human nor ghost to see your family."

"Is this what you want?"

Zuo Mingyuan scolded in a deep voice, but no one dared to refute.