Indeed, as Zhu'er said, after Song Yichen saw Wen Xiaoluo, he had always been calm, but he was stunned for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses. He has never paid much attention to appearance, as long as it is the person he loves. But most of them are in the eyes of lovers, and Wen Xiaoluo has been dressed like this recently, and in his eyes, he is already the most beautiful person in the world.

In fact, Wen Xiaoluo didn't think there was anything at all, but seeing Song Yichen's stunned appearance, Rao is cheeky person couldn't help but blush slightly. Of course, this has nothing to do with whether she has Song Yichen in her heart. Just being looked at like this, anyone can't help but be embarrassed.

"What are you going to do?" asked knowingly, but Wen Xiaoluo, who was sent by the ghost, still asked.

Song Yichen came back to his senses when he heard this, raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Xiaoluo, looking like he was knowingly asking. Wen Xiaoluo looked away slightly when he saw this, and didn't say anything more. It was Song Yichen who took the lead and said: "Today's lunch is made by the chef I specially invited from the southwest, all of which are your favorite dishes, and this ......" Song Yichen said, taking something from his father-in-law behind him.

Wen Xiaoluo and Zhu'er noticed that Song Yichen handed Wen Xiaoluo the thing covered with the red cloth on his hand and said, "You should like this in the future, and you will be able to use it in the future." ”

Wen Xiaoluo took the thing that Song Yichen handed her, looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "What is this?" ”

"Just open it and see for yourself."

Wen Xiaoluo tossed the things in her hand, which was heavy and weighty, so she opened the red cloth, but what caught her eyes made her stunned for a while. What Song Yichen gave was not anything else, but the armor that she was extremely familiar with and had to wear on the battlefield in her previous life!

The silver-white armor shone in the sunlight, and it was even slightly dazzling, but it made Wen Xiaoluo unable to bear to open his eyes, and looked at the silver-white armor in his hand almost greedily.

Wen Xiaoluo's hand trembled and stroked the armor in her hand, she had not touched such armor like this for many years. It's been a long time. Now the armor is back in her hands! Merely...... Wen Xiaoluo spread out the armor and found that the armor almost exactly matched her current height. Wen Xiaoluo looked at Song Yichen in surprise, not understanding what he meant.

Song Yichen actually didn't want her to go to the barracks at the beginning, but now he gave her armor. And what does it mean?

"This armor looks the same as the one you used at the beginning, but the material is very different. Adding good gold silk soft armor against knives and guns is more effective than your previous defense. ”

In fact, there is no need for Song Yichen to say more, Wen Xiaoluo can see how good this armor is, such armor. I'm afraid it took a lot of effort. But these are not the key, the key is why Song Yichen sent her this?

"Did you give me this to prove that you were willing to let go?" When Wen Xiaoluo said this, a pair of eyes looked straight at Song Yichen's dark eyes.

And Song Yichen did not shy away from looking back at Wen Xiaoluo. In fact, he thought a lot during this time, the past, and even the present, he thought about it again and again. What to do, what to do is the best for Wen Xiaoluo. He knew what Wen Xiaoluo wanted most, and he knew very well what he wanted. But it's too hard to get the best of both worlds.

But no matter what, there are some things that still need to be figured out. A lot of the time. A lot of things can't be consumed like this all the time. So during this time, since he promised Wen Xiaoluo to go to the barracks, he has thought a lot. Wen Xiaoluo is like a bird yearning for the free world outside, and he is the cage that imprisons her. If it continues like this, one day Wen Xiaoluo's wings will be broken by him......

So he decided to let go, of course, the so-called letting go is not to let Wen Xiaoluo go, but to let her decide for herself what kind of road she wants to take in the future.

"I don't care what you do in the future, but don't forget our ten-year covenant, if you die. Whoever will avenge your father and your brother's enmity? Moreover, the month of January is still counting, and if this is not done, then what I am talking about now will not be counted. That place after all. It's about strength. ”

Hearing this, Wen Xiaoluo's hand holding the armor tightened.

"I don't need you to say it, I know."

Seeing this, the corners of Song Yichen's mouth hooked, and he stretched out his hand to touch Wen Xiaoluo's head, but when he thought of something, he just stretched out his hand and took it back.

"Today is your birthday, do you have any wishes?"

Wen Xiaoluo shook his head. I couldn't put it down and looked at the armor in my hand. It was enough to have this, she should thank Song Yichen this time. In fact, she could say that she was completely unsure about the January period, but now, even if she is not sure, she has to do her best to face the difficulties. Regardless of the past and present life, the place that belongs to her is only the military camp. Only there can the wandering mind be satisfied......

To be honest, it's nothing good to spend her birthday in the palace, Wen Xiaoluo has never liked to hold birthday banquets, and she hardly knows anyone in this life, so it's even more boring. In the past, I followed some brothers in the barracks to eat and drink outside on my birthday, but now this is not possible.

"If this time passes, if you can catch up with the autumn hunt at that time, let's go together then."

"Really?!"

Song Yichen looked at Wen Xiaoluo's happy appearance, the corners of his lips hooked, and nodded.

"When these things are over, I have time to participate in the autumn hunt, and then I can go to the barracks with peace of mind......" Wen Xiaoluo muttered quietly.

Song Yichen didn't speak, took out a dagger from his arms, handed it to Wen Xiaoluo, and said, "This is a gift from Lu Yilou to you, I want to come...... You'll be able to use it in the future. ”

Wen Xiaoluo took the dagger in Song Yichen's hand, Lu Yilou is the young pavilion master of the Wind and Rain Pavilion, and the gifts given by the official position in the court are naturally not light. Don't look at it as just a dagger, but it certainly won't be just an ordinary dagger.

Sure enough, as Wen Xiaoluo expected, when Wen Xiaoluo pulled out the dagger, he took the saber on the side and sharpened it, and the saber was directly broken, it was really a real sharpening of iron like clay! Moreover, this dagger is covered with a variety of patterns, and it does not look like it can be made by the Central Plains.

"This is from the Western Regions?"

Song Yichen nodded: "Mrs. Lu originally has the blood of the people of the Western Regions, and she can be regarded as the blood of the royal family in the Western Regions. And this dagger can be called worth a city. (To be continued.) )