The lights flickered, setting off the loneliness of the night, the outside of the tent was a howling cold wind, although the tent was warm, but still the cold air was transmitted from Zhang Man's gaps, Murong Yichuan listened to the whimpering cold wind outside the tent, and held the pen in his hand to face the wordless white paper but did not know how to write, even though there were thousands of words, at this moment he did not know where to start, what to say.

Murong Yichuan pondered for a long time and finally put down the pen, and then brushed and wrote on the paper, and the surrounding was very quiet, only the rustle of the pen on the paper was heard, and the cold wind outside.

Murong Yichuan turned the love of his heart into the power of the tip of the pen, so he wrote a lot of words with a lot of expressions, and the words with expressions were connected into a deep and meaningful text, but he still couldn't express all his heart.

Murong Yichuan wrote a total of three letters, the first letter was naturally to Wanruo, mainly to write about his strong thoughts about her and children, and one was written to the Empress Dowager Xiao, but he did not say that the incident in distress in Nanyue was likely to be related to the emperor, he did not have enough Zheng Jun now, and it was impossible for his mother to see the tragedy of fratricide unless he had to do so, and the reason why he kept the struggle with the emperor in the dark was that he didn't want his mother to be sad, which he and the emperor tacitly understood. Murong Yichuan simply talked about what happened in South Vietnam and how he got out of danger, as well as some thoughts and blessings for his mother. King Fu's third letter was addressed to Ping'er, and this letter to Ping'er was very specific about Yiqiē, and the commander instructed Ping'er to closely monitor the movements of the imperial court, as well as the emperor's movements, and let Ping'er protect the safety of the mother and daughter.

Murong Yichuan wrote the three letters, then dried them and put them in three envelopes, and then sealed them with glue.

Murong Yichuan celebrity called Tang Erhu, the reason why he didn't let Wen Jun bring the letter to King Fu's mansion was because he didn't want Wen Jun and Wanruo to come into contact again, as soon as he was a benefactor, he handed over this task to Tang Erhu, Tang Erhu is Zhou Dawei's good brother, after a few days of getting along, they became familiar with each other, King Fu can be sure that this person can be trusted, so such an important task was handed over to Tang Erhu.

Murong Yichuan personally handed over the three letters to Erhu's hands, "General Erhu, you have to protect these three letters, just hand them over to Miss Ping when you get to the palace, and then you can go back quickly,"

After the second tiger received the letter, he felt that the courage on his body was heavy, and he nodded heavily; "Chitose Jinguang rest assured, the last general will definitely complete the task successfully, escort the horse back to Beijing safely, and then hand over the letter to Miss Ping in person."

Murong Yichuan smiled with relief, "This king believes that General Erhu can handle things very compromised,"

Early the next morning, Tang Erhu and Zhongli Wenjun were about to leave for Beijing.

Murong Yichuan personally sent them out of the barracks for several miles.

"Wen Jun; There are some things that can be forgotten, but there are some things that must not be forgotten, and you should not forget the promise of the king to this king. Murong Yichuan held Zhongli Wenjun's hand tightly, looked at Wenjun meaningfully and said.

Of course, Zhongli Wenjun knew the meaning of King Fu's words, and indeed there were some things that could not be said too obviously, and could only be buried behind the words. "Chitose rest assured, the minister knows what to do." The hands of the two men slowly parted.

Murong Yichuan looked at Zhongli Wenjun, who had a calm and calm face, and finally said lightly Okay, I wish you a smooth journey and do what you should do.

"Obey orders for your ministers." Zhongli Wenjun turned around as he spoke, and then walked towards the carriage he was riding in step by step.

At this time, Murong Yichuan came to Tang Erhu's approach; "Second Tiger General, have a good trip."

Although King Fu's words are not many, in the eyes of Tang Erhu's courtiers, it is better than a thousand words, "Chitose must also take care, the last general will leave." ”

Murong Yichuan, Shangguan Tianjue and others watched Zhong Li Wenjun and Tang Erhu go away, but Zhou Dawei did not come to see them off, mainly because he was about to go on an expedition, so he selected elite soldiers and good generals on the school field.

Murong Yichuan kept watching Wen Jun and the others' carriages and horses disappear into the vast mountains, and he withdrew his gaze little by little, but the moment he retracted his gaze, his face was melancholy.

"Heaven is absolute; Accompany me on horseback riding. ”

Shangguan Tianjue knew that King Fu was not in a good mood now, so he had to follow.