"Don't eat river fresh?" Jing turned his head to look at Li Xie who was bent down, his round apricot eyes stared at him without blinking, and there was a hidden feeling that he couldn't hold back, "Why did Brother suddenly come to this sentence?" She clenched her hands, trembling slightly from overexertion.

"I have never asked, what did my brother do when he went to the enemy camp that day?"

Li Xie's movements stiffened for a moment, he blinked, stood up and returned to a condescending posture, "Didn't Jing'er help me explain, I went to save you that day, and I also burned most of the enemy's grain and grass, making the first contribution." ”

His expression was backlit again, the curvature of the corners of his mouth was also restored to the gloom and coldness of that night under the city wall, his hands were clearly hanging by his side, and the figure covering her whole person with the light on his back seemed to imprison her within his range again, not allowing a trace of escape and betrayal.

"What Jing'er said herself, is she going to regret it now?"

"No," Jing Hao took a step back and stood up avoiding his oppression, "I just want to ask Brother, does the epidemic have anything to do with your visit to the enemy camp that day?" ”

Li Xie stared at her for a while, then suddenly chuckled, and reached out to hook a strand of her hair, "Didn't you guess everything?" I want to know more? ”

He turned his fingers around in a circle, and slowly released them, repeating the action, "It's okay to sue you, I did drugged the river, but if they didn't run out of food and grass and went to the river to catch shrimp and eat, I'm afraid the effect of the medicine would not be so good." ”

He looked at Jing Hao, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled approvingly, "Speaking of which, Jing'er also has merit." ”

Jing Hao took a big step back, and the hair that was loosely wrapped around his fingertips loosened and fell from his fingertips to his chest, "That Ning Cheng, too?" ”

Li Xie nodded, but guessed a little bit of what she meant from her expression, and the smile on her face finally faded away, "What?" And you want to beat the drum and cry out for those who died of the epidemic? It's just a bunch of people with bad luck, and you're doing this because you want to turn your face against me for them? ”

He suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Jing Hao's wrist, tightening tightly, "They're damned, you'd better clean up your pitiful pity, think about who you should care about, and don't waste your brain on those unnecessary things." ”

I don't know how many more people died in the city in the last life than now, does she still want to turn against him because of these people?

It's just a dream.

As soon as Li Xie's hand moved, and was about to tighten, the person who was holding it used his strength to completely break away from his hand, and took a few steps back and farther away from him.

"No one deserves to die for no reason." Jing Hao rubbed his wrist that was pinched by him, she had seen the catastrophe of the end of the world on film and television, a person's life is often not alone, he has parents and friends, a wife and children, and he will live happily and healthily in a mediocre life, instead of being covered up by an understatement of "accident" after becoming a stiff corpse.

She didn't want to argue with Li Xie about whether she should pity these people, she should calm down and think about how to make him change this concept of contempt for human life.

The emperor who sits in a high position and kills and takes away cannot be a person who regards human life as a mustard.

She can't change history, she can only change the people in front of her.

Li Xie waited for a long time only to find her words with unknown meaning, but when he stared again, he found that he didn't know where he had gone, his eyes were a little empty, and he looked up at him with very slow movements, clearly full of disappointment and chagrin, and still a little confused and at a loss.

"You?" He stepped forward and wanted to pull someone, but as soon as he raised his foot, he saw her take a few steps back, and for some reason there was a movement in front of him that she had just waved herself away, and she clenched her hand to suppress the cold that came up from the soles of her feet.

"Okay, okay, I thought you were different, it turned out to be nothing more than that," he grabbed the silk flower hidden in his sleeve, and wanted to take it out and throw it back for a while, but when he was about to move, he couldn't do it, so he could only twist it in the palm of his hand, desperately maintaining the only remaining sanity, not to come forward and pinch to death this person who was likely to betray him and beat him into the dust after making him look the other way.

He turned and walked to the door, and when he opened it, a cold wind blew, puffing up the sleeves of his coat, cutting the wound that had never healed so painfully, and pulling him a little more unable to step forward.

"In this battle, more people would have died, believe it or not."

The door was vigorously shut, and let out a pitiful howl, and Jing looked up suddenly, only to find that the wind had been shut out, and the room was silent, and even the words she had just heard seemed like a hallucination that should not have appeared.

Originally.

How would he have known about the original?!.

The battle in Ningcheng, after General Zuo Yi came, turned the previous disadvantage, routed the weak and weak enemy army outside the two cities, and recaptured the city that was previously taken by the Wuzhen coalition army in one fell swoop within half a month, and the military doctor who brought it also prepared the appropriate medicine, and the soldiers who died due to the epidemic became fewer and fewer.

Outside was full of celebratory voices of wine banquets, and several young generals were showing off their achievements, and their tones were full of pride.

But—

Gu Yu stood in front of the tent, glanced in through the gap, and only saw a figure of the person sitting in the tent, and couldn't see what he was holding in his hand.

And I also think about the poor scholars in the book who miss everyone's young lady.

Gu Yu shook his head and tried to remove his unrealistic conjecture, but he couldn't help but secretly glance inside, the third prince has been in a bad mood recently, I heard that he cut people very the horse, and the general last time was slashed by him with a knife and cut off his entire head.

He thought of that image, and with a shake of his hand, he covered his neck, and did not dare to look in again.

Jing Hao was so frightened by the bomb that Li Xie dropped when she was leaving, a thought was circling in her mind, but she never wanted to be sure, and even squeezed everything she thought about before to the back of her mind, and she no longer had time to take care of it.

When she finally calmed down a little, the time had slipped to the moon, and it was the New Year's Festival, she looked at the New Year's gifts prepared by the steward for the various mansions under the corridor, and when she entered the door, she saw all kinds of preserved fruits in front of Mrs. Yin, and she was a little stunned.

"Yo, Jing'er is being stupid for the New Year?"

Mrs. Hao looked at her and quipped, reached out and picked a preserved fruit that she tasted good and stuffed it into her mouth, "In previous years, the Chinese New Year was the happiest time for Jing'er, but this year is probably better, the war is basically calmed down, your brothers are coming back, and we can all have a good New Year." ”

"Brother back?" Jing Hao repeated it, only to remember that Li Xie did tell her that day that he would come back before the year.

"yes." Mrs. Yin's face was full of joy, "Your fourth and seventh brothers have been gone for more than half a year, and they can finally go home and rest." ”

The young son followed his father to the battlefield like this, and Mrs. Yin was also worried in the end, but there were many heirs in this house, and the other concubines, except for the one or two who were particularly eye-catching, had no chance to go, even if she was distressed, she couldn't stop the child's future, and kept him in the mansion and depressed with a group of concubines.

"However, did Jing'er have any conflict with your brother?" Mrs. Yin's "elder brother" will only refer to her eldest son, "Your elder brother came with a few letters when he was away this time, and wrote a bunch of them freely, so verbose that they didn't look like him, but they didn't mention you a word." ”

She turned her head to look at her daughter who was silent, thinking that the two siblings were still young, and they were as good as paste before, but they didn't care about each other when they had conflicts, and they really had a childish heart.

She touched her daughter's soft hair, "A-Niang hopes that you can all have the best, but I also hope that you can all be well, Jing'er finally got close to A-brother, but don't just be separated again." She sighed lowly, "Although your father loves you the most now, you still have to marry, and when your father is gone, it will be my brother who can help you." ”

Jing Hao replied in a low voice, and after saying a few words with him, he turned back to the glass garden, and stopped when he passed by the still dark and gloomy Qiyuan, and noticed that the servant girl behind him immediately collapsed his nerves, and also thought of a series of changes after chasing and leaving that night.

The past can never be changed.

This year's New Year's banquet in the Da Sima Mansion was very lively, Li Guan sat in the first place, looked at the concubines who slipped under his eyes, and thought that in a few days, after the pen was opened today, he would be able to take the military merits he had established before to ask for the seal, according to his official position in the study, and then the whole column of military generals really had to belong to his Li family.

Thinking of this, I was in a good mood, and after drinking a full glass of wine, I looked at my daughter sitting beside me, but found that she was a little stunned, as if she was hesitating about something big, and couldn't help but reach out and touch her little head.

"What is Jing'er thinking?" As soon as he spoke, the hall was quiet again, and the feeling of being watched and respected made him a little fluttering, and when he looked down and saw his daughter's beautiful little face, he immediately thought of the incident that Prince Ji mentioned to him in the court a few days ago, and he was inexplicably a little emotional.

"Our Jing'er is really going to live a good life, even King Ji has heard about you, and wants to marry you back as a concubine."

There was silence in the hall.

Mrs. Yin glanced at the people in the hall, her eyes flickered over her eldest son, and she lowered her head and took Li Guan's words, "Jing'er is still young, and it will be too late in two years." ”

The marriage of the women of the Si Dynasty is placed at the age of thirteen or fourteen, preparing for a year and a half of wedding, and they will be married after the marriage.

Li Guan nodded when he heard this, but he looked like he had saved this matter in his heart, after all, the heirs of the Yuan family were thin, and Emperor Yuan Huai's sick appearance didn't look like he could have a prince, and in the next generation, there was only the son of the Ji Wangye's family.

After that, I'm afraid it's not just the princess.

The banquet returned to liveliness, and Li Zhang, the second son of the concubine who was sitting on the top of Li Xue, turned his head and looked at the wine sprinkled on his table, with an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth, "Third brother, what's wrong?" I was so shocked when I first heard the news that I was so out of shape? He chuckled twice, "I thought that the third brother's sweetheart was the owner of the silk flower." ”

Li Xie turned his head and smiled at him, but he was gentle, "It's just a slippery hand, and the second brother is too careful." ”