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Seeing the once confident young man like this, Uncle Yang burst into tears: "Young master, you have to mourn!"

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy's eyes became scarlet because of these words.

For a long time, Song Jingchen closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, he used his face to restore the calmness of the past, as if it was just an illusion.

Turning his gaze to his legs, he murmured, "Is it abolished?"

Like a question, more like a statement.

Uncle Yang couldn't bear to say any more, just nodded.

For some reason, Shen Yijia, who has always been a little sluggish in her emotional perception, felt a little distressed when she saw Song Jingchen like this.

He clearly didn't cry or make trouble, just as calm as no one else.

Shen Yijia took a few steps to hold his hand tightly clasped to one side. Looking into his eyes very seriously, he said, "You will be fine, trust me."

Song Jingchen's face was still calm, he didn't say whether he believed it or not, he just pulled out his hand silently. Instructed Uncle Yang: "Let someone arrange a room for her to rest first."

Uncle Yang responded, and soon came in with a maid.

Shen Yijia wanted to say that this was her room. After thinking about it, it was the same wherever she slept. He is a patient now, so he needs to be spared.

After comforting himself, he obediently followed.

Only Uncle Yang and Song Jingchen were left in the room, and they were careful to report the events of the past few days.

Uncle Yang took out a letter from his arms and handed it over: "The old man knew early on that this would be the result, so he left this letter before going out. He said that if the young master could not use the contents inside, it would be very good to live a dull life."

Song Jingchen lowered his eyelids without answering, opened the envelope, and poured out a tiger-shaped object from it.

Except for Mrs. Song and him, no one knows the existence and meaning of this thing.

Not even his father knew.

This is a handsome seal that can command the Song family's 50,000 private troops. The original meaning of its existence is the last guarantee to defend the royal family of the Great Xia Kingdom!

It was established by the old man who was still the grandfather of the state when the late emperor was alive.

Don't go out until the time of the country's collapse.

I was worried that someone would use this army, maybe even Emperor Chong'an didn't know about it.

Uncle Yang also knew this because he originally quit there.

Song Jingchen held it in his hand and felt ridiculous for a moment.

The person they want to protect is also the executioner who wants to destroy his family.

He pulled out a thin piece of letter paper from the envelope, and it was in the old man's handwriting.

"My grandson personally told me that His Majesty's move was within my expectations.

Since ancient times, companions have been like companions of tigers. Most of the people who have made great contributions to their masters have the same fate. I only hope that my family can have a chance of life.

Grandfather knew you were a man of big ambitions and didn't ask you to live like your father.

But my grandfather also hopes my grandson to keep in mind, how innocent the people of Liming are, don't cause life to be ruined and add dead souls!

Today, my grandfather gave you the word "be careful", I hope you can be cautious before acting.

If I can live a normal life, I am very relieved, I only wish my grandson a healthy and happy life! "

After a few words, Song Jingchen watched for a quarter of an hour before finishing.

Let Uncle Yang bring the candle and burn the letter with his own hands.

Under the clear fire, Uncle Yang only felt that his young master seemed to have grown up overnight, making him unpredictable.

At dawn, the funeral was about to take place, and despite Li's obstruction, Song Jingchen insisted on keeping the spirit.

If they couldn't kneel, they were carried and sat there. The mother and son were relatively speechless and just watched silently.

This night, apart from the young twins, Shen Yijia, who was big-hearted, was the only one who slept soundly in the room.

But Shen Yijia didn't sleep peacefully, and she didn't know what she was dreaming about, and she kept waving her hands in the air.