Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain of the military tent was suddenly lifted, and Xie Chengyin, dressed in armor, walked in.

"Brother, are you looking for me?"

Xie Chengyi placed the military newspaper in his hand on the table, "Ayin, how long have you been in the Tiger Power Army?"

Xie Chengyin said without hesitation, "Seven months."

"Then tell me, why did you pursue the Southern Witches so relentlessly during these seven months? I don't deny that you eliminated many Southern Witches who restored the throne, but there are still many Southern Witches who are just ordinary people now. Why did you arrest them?"

Facing his brother's inquiring eyes, Xie Chengyin wanted to say only one sentence, "I have my own reasons, brother, don't worry about it."

Saying this, he turned around and left.

Xie Chengyi slammed the table and stood up, "Xie Chengyin, I know you are doing this for Yan Ci!"

Xie Chengyin paused as he walked towards the door of the military tent, and suddenly clenched his big hands hanging by his side. It had been a long time since he heard someone mention this name to him.

Xie Chengyi stopped and looked at his brother, then walked down from the desk.

"The divine doctor told me that Miss Yan has Southern Witch bloodline. You are pursuing the Southern Witch people because of Miss Yan. But Ayin, Miss Yan is really dead. You buried her yourself. Her body is now on Fengyang Mountain."

Xie Chengyin's eyes suddenly became sharp, "No, she is not dead! She is different from others, she will definitely come back, I have to find her, I have to find her, I have to find her..."

Xie Chengyin seemed to be possessed by a demon. He only muttered this sentence and walked out of the military tent.

Looking at Xie Chengyin's leaving figure, Xie Chengyi sighed deeply.

When he first learned of Yan Ci's death, he was also extremely surprised. He thought his brother would never recover from this. Unexpectedly, after being depressed for several months, his brother took the initiative to join the Huwei Army Camp and made many contributions.

As time went by, just when he thought his brother had gradually forgotten Yan Ci, he discovered clues in military reports again and again.

The younger brother has never forgotten Yan Ci. To be precise, everything he did was for Yan Ci.

Cong Xi paced anxiously in the military tent, feeling very nervous and uneasy.

Qicun, who was sitting on a low stool nearby, seemed much more calm.

"I say, great doctor, why are you panicking?"

Congxi stopped and glared at Qicun, "How can I not panic? If the captain knew that I told others about the girl, he would chop me to pieces."

"That's not the case. You're still useful, and you only said a little bit, right? It shouldn't be a big deal."

Cong Xi raised his head to the sky and sighed, "I hope so. As an old man, I still know what to say and what not to say. Besides, if I say some things, others will think I'm crazy."

Qicun nodded in agreement, "Indeed, I think you are a lunatic. Then Miss Yan..."

The door of the military tent was opened, and Xie Chengyin strode in. "Miss Yan, what?"

Qi Cun stood up with a stern expression, "Nothing, nothing, I think it's been a while since you've been back to Fengyang Mountain, I wonder if Miss Yan is lonely there alone?"

Cong Xi secretly gave Qi Cun a sidelong glance, what a two-faced guy, and he kept bringing up things that were not relevant. Didn't he know that the name "Miss Yan" is taboo nowadays.

Qicun lowered his head and stuck out his tongue at Congxi, with an arrogant look as if to say, "What can you do to me?"

Xie Chengyin walked behind the screen, took off his armor and changed into a light green robe, which made his handsome face look even more cold.

"It's time to go back and take a look. Pack up and leave in an hour."

"what?"

Qicun was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that the young master was not angry at all, but wanted to go back to Fengyang Mountain. As expected, when it came to Miss Yan's matter, the young master was very decisive and his words were imperative.

The three of them rode at full speed and arrived at Fengyang Mountain at dusk.

It was midsummer, and flowers and plants were thriving all over Fengyang Mountain. The tall trees were lush and green, and their luxuriant branches and leaves provided a cool shade for the hot mountain roads.

Xie Chengyin took the lead, followed by Qicun and Congxi. The three of them walked towards the jade coffin on the top of the mountain.

As the snow-white jade coffin appeared in the sight of the three people, Qicun and Cong Xiji stopped in their tracks, looked at Xie Chengyin who was walking towards the jade coffin, and stepped aside to wait.

Suddenly, Xie Chengyin's roar came from the top of the mountain, "Cong Xi!"

Just as he was about to lean against the tree trunk to take a short rest, his heart suddenly jumped, and the next moment he ran towards Xie Chengyin as if his butt was on fire.

"What happened?"

Xie Chengyin stood quietly without moving an inch, his eyes fixed on the jade coffin, an expression on his face that was hard to tell whether it was surprise or fear.

Following Xie Chengyin's gaze, Cong Xi also looked towards the jade coffin. When he saw it, he was stunned.

"What about people?"

The corpse that was supposed to lie quietly in the jade coffin disappeared, but the jade coffin remained intact in its original place.

Qicun stood behind Congxi, imagining that a dead body had disappeared inexplicably. He couldn't help but feel a chill and goose bumps all over his body.

Xie Chengyin had slowly recovered from his initial shock. He suddenly grabbed Congxi, with a somewhat crazy look of joy on his face, "Tell me, is she back? Is she awake?"

As Cong Xi stroked the poisonous insect in his heart, an indescribable feeling surged in his heart. The feeling was so subtle that he was a little undecided.

Moreover, he had just seen Yan Ci's body a few days ago and did not see anything unusual.

But he didn't dare to think about whether Xie Chengyin would kill him with a knife if the body was really lost.

Looking at Xie Chengyin like this, Cong Xi avoided the main point and said, "The most important thing right now is to find the body."

Yan Ci's body did not decay a year after his death because of the ice placed in the jade coffin. If the body was out of the jade coffin, the bones and flesh would have rotted within half a day.

If we were slower in finding it, all that would be left would probably be a pile of dry bones.

The three of them searched up and down Fengyang Mountain separately, and even ran to Fengyang Mountain Village and asked Lin Fengyang to help search, but they found no trace at all.

The sky was getting darker and darker. As the searching teams returned one after another, there was still no news of Yan Ci. Xie Chengyin's heart slowly sank.

He seemed to have really lost Aci.

In the darkness, a torch came from afar and moved towards the direction where Xie Chengyin was at a very fast speed.

He was a soldier of the Huwei Army. When he moved forward and saw Xie Chengyin in front of him, he immediately dismounted, knelt on one knee in front of Xie Chengyin, took out the urgent letter that had been sent over eight hundred miles from his arms, and handed it to Xie Chengyin with both hands.

"An urgent report from the army: the Longwu Army was attacked by the Tanta Kingdom the day before yesterday. The commander, the loyal and brave General Hua Cishu, was surrounded. After three days of bloody fighting, he still could not break out. He specially asked for help from the Huwei Army. The general ordered you to lead the troops to help."