A wisp of autumn wind blew, and the dead leaves fell like butterflies.

It's another year, and in a blink of an eye, it's about to enter a harsh winter.

Holding the letter of King Xiao in his hand, Weiyang stood under the plane tree, his eyes full of amazement.

Walk the world with a sword, and ride a horse to fight against smoke.

The turbulent flow of the Hengjiang River is rapid, and the snow in the north is cold and the wind is high.

What about a long song? Smile at the moon.

Wait for me to calm down in all directions, and the incense will accompany me at night.

Even in today's tense war, the Snappy King is still imagining their bright future.

And he never forgot to tease her.

Perhaps, as Xi Qu said, marrying King Xiao will be much easier than marrying Yun Ranyang.

He is pampered and domineering, but he is gentle and considerate. Love words are always endless, and people's hearts are warm when they are heard.

Now, he needs her even more.

This battle has lasted for almost a year, and the armaments of the Changling Kingdom have been seriously depleted. Fighting a war is actually fighting money, and in the end, to see which country can hold on to the end, he will achieve the final victory.

In recent years, the Changling Kingdom has been in the midst of a civil war, and the treasury is not full.

Years of conquest have also made it difficult for the people to afford taxes, let alone increase taxes for the sake of war.

If the war goes on for another year, they will need tens of millions of taels of silver.

Weiyang calculated his own accounts, and the investment in the past two years can be regarded as a great profit.

Coal mines and salt mines have shared a lot of profits, plus the savings they have saved before, which are converted into silver, and there should be a lot.

Weiyang made a rough calculation, and these all added up, about two or three million taels of silver. Although it is far from enough, it is also the greatest strength she can do.

Spreading out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, Weiyang replied to King Xiao, telling him that she was willing to support his army and spend time with him.

In the end, Weiyang also replied to King Xiao with a poem.

The flowers in the capital are falling, and the road to the north is long.

Worries are murmuring, and it is difficult to send this heart.

Hand in hand with the east fence to pick chrysanthemums, rafting in the vast waves.

May the king kill the enemy and break the captivity, and the iron horse Jingo will return to the dynasty.

It won't be long before he will give birth, and I don't know if he can come in time. Looking up at the blue sky, Weiyang sighed secretly.

Yun Ranyang took Meizhu to the small courtyard, and as soon as she entered the courtyard door, she happened to see her holding a pen under the tree, so she asked curiously, "What are you writing?" ”

Since the last time he quarreled, Yun Ranyang has never come again, and today, Weiyang's mood has just improved.

Perhaps, the joy in my heart is because of the letter from King Xiao!

"It's nothing, I'm replying to King Xiao."

He also had to ask Yun Ranyang's people to help deliver the letter, so Weiyang didn't have to hide it from him.

The wolf king warrior left by King Xiao to Weiyang is very brave and can also protect her safety at critical moments.

It's just that those people don't listen to Weiyang's words very much. I don't know why, Weiyang always felt that those people listened to Yun Ranyang's words more, and seemed to have defected.

Leng Qiaoruo's soldiers are really unreliable, he actually believes him! Weiyang gritted his teeth in anger.

Yun Ranyang moved to the stone table, put on a cloak for her, and said softly, "Why don't you write in the house?" The wind under the porch is the strongest, so be careful if you catch a cold. ”

Although he was concerned, Weiyang heard the taste of accusation, so he replied dissatisfiedly.

"I think it's cool here, and it's nice to blow the wind!"

Seeing that she was still making a fuss, Yun Ranyang regarded herself as a loser, so she didn't force her. So he sat down beside her.

Mei Zhu came to consult, and when she saw that the two were still talking, she stood next to her and waited patiently.

looked up and saw the love poem written by King Xiao to Weiyang, especially the last two sentences, which made Yun Ranyang's mind appear infinite blind thoughts.

He and Weiyang have also experienced that kind of picture. That day, she had a high fever that did not go away, and he used to hold her around the quilt until dawn, and he did not leave until dawn.

Now, it has appeared in King Xiao's poems and has become a love story between them.

Gradually, the calmness on Yun Ranyang's face condensed into a terrifying harshness.

Raising her eyes, she saw Weiyang's reply, her poems were neat and tidy, and she was no longer under the pear tree, the little girl who could only write a few crooked poems.

Worries are murmuring, and it is difficult to send this heart.

Weiyang, are you worried about him? You're thinking about him, aren't you? It turns out that in the lonely middle of the night, you really want his company?

Yun Ranyang seemed to see a little couple with a lot of affection, and they were forcibly broken up by him.

thought that by resolving the misunderstanding between him and Weiyang, he would be able to win back her heart.

This time, Yun Ranyang even planned to ask her if she was willing to marry him now that he was going to hire Jiangshan.

It seems that there is no need for this!

"Help me send it to King Xiao. And all this, I have to ask you. ”

Weiyang finished writing all the letters, held them in his hand, and respectfully handed them to Yun Ranyang.

When she took the letter, Yun Ranyang's hand inadvertently touched her fingers. When her scorching heat met the coldness in his hands, Weiyang's heart trembled, and he hurriedly withdrew it, feeling a little uncontrollably flustered.

Yun Ranyang's hand also stopped in mid-air, her unusual temperature shocked him, and likewise, made him feel flustered. No wonder she likes to sit in the yard on such a cold day. Yun Ranyang frowned worriedly.

"This silver is not small, help me find a dart game to send to King Xiao, don't lose it." Shangguan Weiyang took a sharp breath in embarrassment, tried to calm down his chaotic mood, and told him seriously.

"What silver?" Coming back to his senses, Yun Ranyang asked in surprise.

"These are my old books, the military budget of Changling Kingdom is tight, and the soldiers are unwilling to fight without salary. This matter can't be delayed, so let's arrange for someone to send it quickly! ”

Weiyang did this, not only for King Xiao, but also for her master Fang Jinshu and the millions of people in Changling Kingdom.

It is also to see the Changling Kingdom defeat the Zhongshan Kingdom as soon as possible, arrest Fan Wenzhong and Wei Dazhao, and avenge her family.

"Two million seven thousand taels, you are really rich." Yun Ranyang smiled bitterly, unable to tell what the pain in his heart was for.

She paid out of her own pocket to help the war, and as the prince of Changling Kingdom, perhaps, in the near future, he would be the crown prince.

He should be grateful for her funding. On behalf of the people of the entire Changling Kingdom, thank her.

However, the pain in his heart was so obvious that it was impossible for him to ignore it.

Everything she does is for King Xiao.

A voice resounded in his mind, making Yun Ranyang want to avoid it as much as he could, but in the end it was to no avail.

Everything she does is for her husband, King Xiao!

"Meizhu, I'm waiting outside, you take her to check the pulse!"

couldn't face this reality, Yun Ranyang grabbed the letter and eagerly walked out of the hospital, looking like he fled in a hurry.

Weiyang didn't understand why he was hurting, just now, in Yun Ranyang's eyes, she clearly saw the pain.

Isn't that what you're looking for?

The country is hired, and your ideal is this thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. Now that I have helped you fulfill your wishes, why do you still have to suffer?

And I don't want this heavy dowry anymore.

Mei Zhu's fingertips tapped on Weiyang's wrist, and after a while, she frowned and asked, "Miss Shangguan, how do you feel differently these days?" ”

Weiyang frowned and thought for a while, and replied: "Everything is fine, it's just that sometimes I sweat profusely in the middle of the night, and my body is surprisingly hot." ”

Mei Zhu furrowed her brows and pondered for a moment. Seeing this, Weiyang asked with some concern: "Meizhu, what's wrong?" ”

Mei Zhu shook her head, smiled softly at her, and replied, "Fever is a normal reaction during pregnancy, and it is not in the way. ”

Weiyang put away the worries in his heart and breathed a long sigh of relief.

She was afraid that there would be a problem that would affect the child in her womb.

This little guy, he/she has been with Weiyang since the first fetal movement.

She sees her children as more important than herself.

"That's good, I'm really afraid that the poison in my body will affect him/her, and if he/she has something, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive."

After hearing this, Mei Zhu's expression was a little heavy, and even the smile on her face was not so natural.

looked at the position of the fetus again, as well as Weiyang's pelvis, and Mei Zhu retreated.

At this time, Yun Ranyang came to Fan Shishu's courtyard and was talking with him.

"My father doesn't have a Qiankun mirror at all, even if you kill me, he won't be able to take it out." Knowing that he was going to exchange himself for the Qiankun Mirror, Fan Shishu sneered.

"Fan Gongzi, you don't be naïve to think that Wei Dazhao has been looking for so many years, and he hasn't found anything, right?" Yun Ranyang played with the teacup in his hand and asked unhurriedly.

"What? You mean, Wei Dazhao has already gotten the Qiankun Mirror and hasn't told his father? Yun Ranyang's words made Fan Shishu's eyes widen in surprise, and he raised his head and asked carefully.

Yun Ranyang nodded, hooked his lips slightly, and replied: "As far as I know, he killed Lu Zhenliang's family and got his Qiankun Mirror. ”

It turned out that he wanted to embezzle the wealth of the Northern Wei Dynasty? After learning Wei Dazhao's thoughts, Fan Shishu gritted his teeth angrily.

also wants to use his daughter to get by, and if he hides from the world, he wants to marry into the Fan family. Now, he has learned that Wei Dazhao has evidence of two hearts.

"What do you want?" Now that it is in his hands, Fan Shishu's will is very limited. But, no matter what, he's going to get out of here.

As long as he leaves, he is still the commander of the three armies who can call the wind and rain.

"I hope that Fan Gongzi will write a letter to Master Fan, write my conditions on the letter, and ten days later, I will exchange the Qiankun Mirror with the body of Gongzi." Yun Ranyang made his request.

Fan Shishu pondered. If this letter is sent, it will create a deep chasm between his father Fan Taishi and Wei Dazhao.

"If this letter is not written, then Yun has no other way but to hand over Fan Gongzi to the emperor of Xihua Kingdom." Seeing him hesitating, Yun Ranyang pressed forward step by step.

If he falls into the hands of the Emperor of the Xihua Kingdom, he will definitely not receive too good courtesy if he has the previous conviction of taking over the Xiaoyun Camp and taking in Yun Moxuan.

Most likely he will be put in prison. Otherwise, it is to ask for enough benefits from Zhongshan. It certainly won't make his father feel better.

If Wei Dazhao was a wolf by his father's side, why didn't he remind his father to be more careful?

Anyway, the Qiankun Mirror is also Wei Dazhao's, if you don't blackmail him, who will you blackmail?

"Okay, I'll write." After pondering for a long time, Fan Shishu finally nodded in agreement.

Just now, in the letter written by King Xiao to Weiyang, Yun Ranyang learned that Wei Dazhao was Mr. Ye who framed Weiyang's family, and Fan Taishi was his master.

Therefore, Yun Ranyang will not spare these two people.