She was panicked and a little helpless.

"Yunge, don't cry! I didn't blame you. I know that you have tried your best, and no one blames you."

Yan Yunge shook his head frequently.

Let her cry!

Let her cry happily.

All the emotions that had been accumulated in my heart for many days were vented.

Xiao took out his handkerchief and wiped her tears.

Both mother and daughter were crying.

Everyone's destiny is closely related to the fate of the dynasty.

No one can really stay out of the matter.

A refreshing cry made Yan Yunge's eyes red, but her spirits improved a little.

Over the past few days, the emotions suppressed in my heart have been released.

She turned her back and wiped her tears by herself, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Let your mother see a joke."

"Silly boy, I have never seen you. I have said before that I don't blame you, it's all the truth. Don't be sad."

Yan Yunge nodded, tidied up his clothes, and then turned around to face his mother Xiao again.

She asked solemnly: "The people were slaughtered, and the capital was burned into ruins by a fire. Does my mother hate me?"

Xiao looked north and shook his head slowly, "I don't hate anyone. I have to say what I hate, I hate God, I hate Xiao's royal family, and the world..."

After saying that, another sigh was heard, and the tears that had just stopped fell again.

Yan Yunge said softly: "Xiao Yi sent people to the capital to check the situation. The capital has been destroyed and cannot be rescued. Only a few people escaped, with only a few thousand people. Wuheng's troops are still in the area of ​​Jingji, so they should be the troops that have been cut off. The entire capital has been damaged by disasters."

Xiao nodded. She had already expected that this would be the case.

But when she heard it with her own ears, her heart seemed to be firmly grasped by a pair of sharp claws, making her breathless.

She whispered: "I am a sinner! After my death, I have no face to see my ancestors!"
Chapter completed!