Gu Xinyu, who had turned around, finally stopped, and said to Mama Wang with a smile, "Mama, you have prepared too many meals, and it is a waste if you can't eat them, you don't have to do so much next time, you are also very hard." ”

"Young lady, didn't you listen to what the general told you?" Mama Wang shook her head disapprovingly.

Gu Xinyu was very strange, what did she say, was there anything she didn't know?

"I heard what Wang Yi said just now, in order to hurry up and get back here, the general is traveling day and night, and he hasn't eaten a mouthful of hot soup for three days in a row."

Mama Wang's voice was not distressed, but very emotional.

Gu Xinyu really didn't know anything about this matter, and Zhou Muhan also stayed with her at Zhu's house for a long time, by the way, because she was busy at the time, she didn't even care about drinking saliva.

And Zhou Muhan thought that he brought General Jiang back to Kyoto, and then rushed back to Rongcheng day and night.

No wonder his face was full of vicissitudes.

Gu Xinyu stopped talking, nodded, and let Mama Wang play casually, it doesn't matter if she is a full man.

After she said a few words to Mama Wang, she walked towards Wei Yuxuan unhurriedly.

Suddenly, I remembered Linlang, but I don't know what happened to the Jiang family now, whether Zhaoxue was rehabilitated.

Wait for Zhou Muhan to come out and ask, after all, Linlang's child has been here for a while, and it is impossible for him to have no feelings at all.

As the sun set, the twilight was red, Gu Xinyu looked at the last light in the sky, and wondered how Fu Shu would treat such an unjust, false and wrongful case, whether it would make the returning General Jiang feel resentful when he saw the tragic situation of his family being ruined.

Kyoto at the same time.

In a teahouse not far from the Royal Palace.

At this time, it is full of people and lively.

Red lanterns swayed in the wind at the door.

"The last book said that our Shangbei general was imprisoned in Xiliang Kingdom!" The storyteller slapped the table and said with foam, "He endured the burden, lying on the salary and tasting courage for more than ten years, the king of Xiliang exhausted the torture and wanted him to surrender, but our Shangbei general has a lot of loyal souls, and he would rather die than give in, but the poor Jiang family is full of loyal martyrs but is beheaded all over the door because of the traitor of the Wang family, or our current saint has rescued the Shangbei general, cleared up the grievances, and was named the first-class general of the country, the marquis of Zhenguo, which can be described as bitter and sweet."

The people below listened with relish, and looked at the storyteller intently, the storyteller's throat cleared, and the words suddenly changed, "That day, the dark clouds overwhelmed the city and wanted to destroy it, General Zhou drove the enemy camp alone, this General Zhou is also a legend, let's not show it for the time being"

When the storyteller was singing the praises of the loyal soul of General Shangbei, a person walked in, to be precise, an old man, his hair had already turned white, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and just looking at you would make you timid.

"What do you want, officer?" Xiao Er thought to himself where this is a big man, looking at this bearing, I am afraid that it is either rich or expensive.

"Tea is fine." The old man's voice was low, but sonorous, "What is this book about today?" ”

"It's talking about the heroes of our Great Zhou Dynasty, Jiang Mengqing and Jiang Lao General, if you are not wise, the old general does not know how many more grievances he will receive."

"Holy Wisdom," the old man muttered and repeated, but his gaze couldn't help but cast into the distance.

The old man is none other than the loyal Shangbei general Jiang Mengqing mentioned in the book.

Jiang Mengqing has been back in Beijing for a while, and he has been imprisoned in the enemy country for many years, only then did he know that things have long been wrong, his family has been beheaded, the saint has long been immortal, the new emperor has ascended the throne, and his young daughter has now become the right-hand man of the saint today.

has been wronged for many years, and now he has finally been wronged.

only sighs at his dead wife, ten years of life and death.

At this time, another woman walked into the teahouse, she was wearing a green dress, the corners of her skirt swayed gently with the wind blowing outside the window, and she wore a hat on her head, covering most of her face, leaving only pale cherry lips and a small and delicate chin.

She walked straight to Jiang Mengqing's side, sat down, and then took off her hat.

"Wei'er, why are you out of the palace?" Jiang Mengqing spoke softly.

Linlang smiled: "Daddy, you let me find it easy, the emperor is announcing you." ”

Jiang Mengqing nodded, and he gently stroked Linlang's hair: "Wei'er has suffered you in the palace for so many years. ”

Linlang's eyes were a little sour, and she tried her best to hold back her tears: "Daddy, Wei'er is not bitter, as long as the world knows that our Jiang family is loyal and rehabilitates her father, it is worth it for Wei'er to do anything." ”

"Vier." Jiang Mengqing was speechless, just quietly stroked her daughter's long hair: "Wei'er, after all, this palace is a place of right and wrong, and my father hopes that you can marry a good family and be safe, but also fulfill the wishes of my father and mother." ”

"Wei'er knows, but Wei'er wants to serve her father all the time."

"Silly boy." Jiang Mengqing sighed leisurely.

…………………

It was already late at night, and Linlang sat quietly on the steps, the slight cool breeze ruffled the hem of her skirt, and the stars in the sky twinkled in turn.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps slowly stopped.

Linlang was stunned for a moment and wanted to get up, but the person gently pressed her shoulder, "It's just you and me, you don't have to salute." As he spoke, he gently lifted his robe and sat down beside Linlang.

"Your Majesty." Linlang turned her head and said softly: "Your Majesty, you better go back, it's a very cold night, be careful of the dragon's body."

"Are you driving me away?" Fu Shu couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his mouth.

"Slaves don't dare." Linlang hurriedly said.

On the vast starry curtain, the starlight flowed misty.

Linlang's eyes seemed to be filled with a faint layer of water vapor in the soft moonlight, which made her look more and more beautiful.

Fu Shu quietly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "I haven't been so comfortable for a long time." ”

"Your Majesty," Linlang muttered.

"Do you believe in a lifetime and a couple?" Fu Shu asked suddenly.

Linlang lowered her head and slowly spoke: "Believe." ”

"Huh?" Fu Shu raised his eyes to look at Linlang.

Linlang's voice seemed to be a little ethereal, a little ethereal: "The slave and maid naturally believe it, and the slave's father and mother are like this." ”

"Linlang." Fu Shu was stunned: "It's our Fu family who is ashamed of you, me"

"Your Majesty." Linlang interrupted Fu Shu's words: "If it weren't for the emperor, how could my father be wronged, your great kindness to our Jiang family, slaves and maids can only serve the emperor for life and life to repay it." ”

Fu Shu didn't continue the topic, his expression was still gentle but he couldn't see emotion.

Then, as if playing a trick, he took out a wooden box and handed it to Linlang.

Linlang raised her eyes, and took it with some puzzlement, her eyes were full of doubts, she subconsciously licked her lips, "Your Majesty, who are you?" ”

The corners of Fu Shu's mouth provoked a small arc beautifully, and his voice was as soft as his eyes: "Open it and take a look"

Linlang gently opened the box (to be continued.) )