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The air is filled with a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers, take a deep breath, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers will slowly flow into your heart like water.

A few red-billed lovesick birds are singing gracefully in the deep green treetops, and the brightness of autumn is slowly spreading.

Yuan Xuan walked slowly through the long palace corridor, and the palace people she met along the way looked at her from afar, and they all bowed down respectfully to salute.

Who in the palace doesn't know that Her Royal Highness, the only princess, has been favored by the Son of Heaven since she was born, and she is indeed the heart of the Son of Heaven and the treasure in her hand.

In the early years, the temperament can be described as extremely delicate, that is, now that it is older, it is slowly getting better.

Yuan Wei didn't care what the palace people thought of her, her father told her that she was the most noble eldest princess in the empire, and she didn't need to pay attention to the people she served.

She only needs to see who uses it easily, and the eldest princess will never have less people to serve her.

Just like the maids who are following her now, Yuan Wei doesn't know that this is someone who has changed several times.

She has a noble status, and she is not as majestic as her brother since she was a child, and I don't know how many palace people want to hold her since she was a child.

However, Yuan Wei doesn't play tricks with them, and she won't try her best to subdue them, but if she has other ideas, she will call Aunt Haitang to send people down directly.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the lack of people around her will make up for it.

So repeatedly, although she is only eight years old, no one dares to treat her as just an eight-year-old girl.

The soft and clear brilliance of autumn sprinkled on her face, making her palm-sized and delicate little face more and more white and delicate, and a pair of peach blossom eyes from the queen were extremely bright and moving.

Although he is still young, he already has the appearance of a beautiful country.

Compared with his noble identity, Yuan Xuan cares more about his appearance.

Therefore, although the heat had dissipated, she still walked in the shady porch, instead of running through the court into the council hall like a gust of wind in an hour.

But when she looked up at the sound of a voice not far away, she lifted her skirt and went down the porch, and ran through the court against the sun.

She was out of breath and interrupted her brother who was talking in front of the council hall and Huo Quai, and after calling her brother, she asked Huo Quzhi in surprise and joy: "Brother Gosick, when did you come?" ”

In the past two years, although my brother has been sick, he has entered the palace so frequently.

But she was either urged by her mother to learn the piano, or she was not in the Xuanshu Palace, and the opportunity to see her sick brother became less and less

When the girl in the age of Shaohua spoke, a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be drunk but not drunk immediately smiled into a crescent moon, obviously very happy.

Huo Quzhi also smiled, "It's been here in the morning." ”

Yuan Xuan's heart skipped a slight beat, "Have you been discussing with my father until now?" ”

Huo Quzhi nodded slightly, Yuan Xuan's heart became even more nervous, and he asked straight to the point: "Isn't there another war?" ”

Since the age of seventeen, his brother has been invincible and shining, and now his reputation is on par with that of the general Wei Qing.

Yuan Wei knew that every time his father summoned his sick brother for such a long time, it would probably mean war.

Although she has little to do, she also knows from the mouth of the queen mother that fighting a war is not a family at all.

When his sick brother led the army for the second time, he killed a round trip in the Hexi Corridor, and after more than 2,000 miles, he fought with the main force of the Xiongnu in Gaolan Mountain.

Killed the king of Zhelan and the king of Luhou, captured the prince of Hun and Xiangguo, Duwei and other officials, annihilated nearly 10,000 Xiongnu troops, and captured the king of Hutu's sacrifice to the heavens.

It was really a big victory, but the queen mother sighed and said that it was difficult for her sick brother to fight.

Yuan Xuan was puzzled, so the queen mother patiently explained to her.

Only then did she know that in the first battle of Gaolan Mountain, the Huns waited for work, and the Han army at that time marched 2,000 miles and was already sleepy and lacked people, and had no advantage.

The trick to winning with less is a clever word, but in the case of fatigue, the Han army is destined to have no chance to take a trick, and can only fight hard and bloody.

The most elite cavalry of the 10,000 Han army only returned less than 2,000 in the end, which can be imagined the fierceness of the war at that time.

When the queen mother said this, she sighed again, and said with emotion that if Huo Qu was a little afraid at that time, the Han army would be wiped out.

Yuan Hui's face immediately turned a little pale, and she wanted to go to the sick brother, who must have been determined to die at that time.

Later, she paid some attention.

She slowly learned a lot about the border, and it turned out that many famous generals had died in the death battle with the Huns.

War, it turned out to be so terrible.

The sword, it turned out to be really ruthless.

She likes to go to the sick brother is a majestic hero, but if this majesty is to be obtained at the risk of her life, she will no longer like such a sick brother.

Seeing his sister, Liu Wei's always indifferent face also had a warm smile.

But when he heard his sister reluctantly ask if there was another war, his face sank a little

"Yuan Xuan—"

Yuan Xuan lowered her eyes, she knew, she naturally knew why she was fighting.

And as a princess of the Han family, she has no position against the war.

During the time of Gaozu, the eldest princess of Lu Yuan, who was born after Lu Hou, was so golden and noble that she almost got married.

Later, although the pro-Xiongnu never used a real princess, they were all replaced by clan daughters, but the humiliation will only get worse.

These real princesses, who are raised and respected by the people of the world, are the ones who should go and kiss.

Now the war against Hungary is to completely abandon peace and kinship, and to use fists to exchange for dignity.

She should be proud of her father and the Han family, and she should be happy for her fate.

But when it comes to her sick brother, she is always sad in her heart.

Seeing that Yuan Wei was silent, Liu Wei was relieved and distressed at the same time.

I am glad that my sister is still sensible in the end, and I feel sorry for my sister to be depressed.

Standing under the bright white autumn sun, Huo Quzhi, who was holding his head high and his posture like a pine, opened his mouth at this time.

"Don't worry, the princess can kill Huo Qu's illness yet."

The young man's dark eyes were full of confidence, "Even if there is, I will kill him!" ”

Yuan Xuan's dark eyes burst into light when she was neutral, and she nodded heavily and mumbled.

Liu Wei sighed secretly, why is my sister so temperamental?

No matter who said what, she really believed it.

He seems to have forgotten that in the past, only he and his father were the only ones who could make Yuan Hui so so, and now it is just a matter of adding Huo Qu's illness.

Huo Quzhi smiled and said casually: "There will be no war this year." ”

finally answered Yuan Hui's initial question positively, so the smile in Yuan Hui's eyes became more and more.

A warmth flowed slowly in Huo Quai's heart, and it turned out that there would be people besides relatives who only cared about his safety.

He couldn't help but think that the dignity of his identity was innate, and it was not worthy of admiration, but the innocence and kindness of this heart were really valuable.