Chapter 587 - 584: A Strong Army Makes a Strong Country_1
Xie Xun’s eyes throbbed with pain as he looked at Xiao Rongyan, tears hovering at the corners, too afraid to blink.
Seeing Xie Xun’s guilty expression, Xiao Rongyan’s voice calmed down, carrying an almost inaudible sigh, "This... is what you, Xie Xun, as a man, as a soldier, should do!"
After speaking, Xiao Rongyan pulled open the partition door and walked out of the Huang Residence without looking back.
Xie Xun knelt by the bedside, listening to the sound of Zhang Yan chasing after Xiao Rongyan. Tears fell unchecked from his eyes, entering his mouth, tasting bitter.
Before long, a light rain arrived silently. The rain grew heavier, forming a curtain of water along the eaves.
Xie Xun’s legs were numb, his ears filled with the sound of raindrops hitting the osmanthus leaves. He turned to look out at the overcast sky through the open window and weakly propped himself up against the edge of the bed. His gaze inadvertently fell on the Eight Immortals Table where Xiao Rongyan had just sat.
Remembering Xiao Rongyan tapping the edge of the Eight Immortals Table before he left, Xie Xun struggled to walk over to it.
When he saw the pouch that Princess Mingcheng had personally embroidered, Xie Xun’s face was instantly covered in tears, nearly collapsing.