Chapter 438: He’s Dead (6)


    After knowing that Shen Miao was the one who saved Spring City, Luo Sui thought more highly of her. Shen Xin was naturally proud and praised his daughter for being braver than a man.


    Two dayster, Luo Sui announced to everyone in the Luo family that he wanted to reorganize the Luo army.


    The entire Spring City was cheering and spreading the news. Even the juniors of the Luo family were excited. Only Shen Miao was calm, because she had long expected this. The invasion from the Turks would eventually make Luo Sui make up his mind. Instead of being bullied, he might as well strike back.


    As for the money needed, Luo Xueyan still had some savings. As for the soldiers, Shen Qiu and Shen Xin were bored these days and couldn’t wait to get the retired soldiers back and train them. The Luo family was filled with powerful generals. Once they made up their minds, they wouldn’t give up. For a moment, Spring City became lively.


    The days passed peacefully and meaningfully.


    One day, Shen Miao was sitting at the table and reading when Luo Tan rushed in, almost knocking over the chair at the door. Gu Yu was shocked. Shen Miao looked at her. Before she could speak, she saw Luo Tan panting and rubbing her chest. “Cousin Miao, have you heard about it?”


    “About what?” Shen Miao asked.


    “That Young Marquis of the Xie family!” Luo Tan shouted excitedly, “He went to war.”


    Shen Miao’s heart skipped a beat. She looked at Luo Tan and nodded slowly. “I know.”


    “You’ve heard the news before, right? Young Marquis Xie won battles after battles. The Xiongnu is forced to retreat to the edge of the desert.” Luo Tan said, “Everyone is saying that when Young Marquis Xie returns to the capital, his official rank will probably be even higher than the Marquis of Lin’an.”


    Not long after Shen Miao arrived in Spring City, Xie Jingxing also led the Xie army to the northern border. The bravery that Xie Jingxing disyed on the battlefield amazed people. Whether it was arranging the troops or fighting alone with the leader of the enemy army, the ferocity and coldness he disyed made the enemy tremble in fear. Shen Miao thought that Xie Jingxing would not be able to lead such an enormous army, but the Xie army made extraordinary contributions in Xie Jingxing’s hands, which finally dispelled people’s doubt about his military capability. Everyone said that Xie Jingxing was the most outstanding man in Ming Qi and would definitely surpass the Marquis of Lin’an in the future. When Shen Xin and Luo Sui asionally chatted about this, they were full of praise for Xie Jingxing, saying that he was a genius. Shen Miao knew about Xie Jingxing’s ability in her previous life, so she was not surprised.


    Seeing that Luo Tan’s eyes were red, Shen Miao had a bad feeling and asked softly, “What’s wrong?”


    “He’s dead.” Luo Tan couldn’t hold back her tears anymore. “Young Marquis Xie is dead!”


    Xie Jingxing was a hero like Shen Qiu in Luo Tan’s heart. She admired him very much. At this moment, she couldn’t hold back her tears. “Yesterday, Young Marquis Xie was surrounded by the enemy. Ten thousand arrows pierced his heart, and his corpse was hung on the city gate tower and skinned.” Luo Tan cried, “Little cousin, he’s dead!”


    He was dead!


    The teacup in Jingzhe’s hand fell to the ground with a bang. She immediately looked at Shen Miao in panic. Shen Miao and Xie Jingxing were friends. If Xie Jingxing died, how would Shen Miao react?


    What was Shen Miao’s reaction?


    Shen Miao sat at the table and looked at the crying Luo Tan quietly. Her expression was terrifyingly calm, as if what Luo Tan said was not something strange, but something ordinary. However, the calmer she looked, the tighter she held the book in her hand.


    Was Xie Jingxing dead? Was he shot in the heart by ten thousand arrows, skinned, and hung on the city gate tower for disy just like in his previous life?


    Shen Miao thought in a daze, as if she wanted to distinguish if this news was a joke or reality. However, what appeared in her mind was the young man dressed in ivory and white clothes with silver threads on the sides. He was handsome and arrogant as he walked towards her elegantly.


    The corners of his lips curled into a mischievous smile. The faint smile in his eyes was very intoxicating.


    “So it’s you,” he said.