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Yan Chai wrapped the arm that carried the weight of her body around her and took out another one, while still shaking the fan for the two of them.

As soon as I finished reading a few letters, it was already early, the sun was setting in the west, and Yan Chai said that after reading another one, he would pick it up and look at it again when he was free.

When she got the letter, she recognized it.

Even if each letter was written by her, it was different, and she recognized it because she had opened it several times.

The last time she watched it, it was before she got married, and after she read it, she sent a ghost to stuff the letter into the box.

Fu Minghua wanted to change it, but Yan Chai felt that something was wrong, threw the fan, and grabbed her hand casually, and the letter she was originally holding naturally fell into his hand.

He opened the envelope, the last letter he had ever sent, and the last he had ever written.

The lovesickness in the front is not mentioned, and when he writes the poems later, he only writes half of it, and the book: a flower, a leaf, a world, and there is nothing in the back.

It's not that he couldn't finish writing, or that he forgot about this half of the sentence because he was disturbed by something at the time.

"Why didn't Your Highness finish this verse?"

Fu Minghua held the letter and asked him.

In fact, she has been thinking about this question all along, and she has a faint answer in her heart, but she is not sure.

Yan Chai didn't answer and asked: "What do you say?" ”

She guessed in her heart that he had written the first half of the sentence, and I was afraid that he would leave half a sentence for her to write.

But what is written in the second half of the sentence?

Yan looked after her, her eyes dark and inexplicable.

"Yuan Niang, think about it."

As soon as his voice fell, he stopped mentioning it, but helped her to sit up and touched her long hair with his hand.

After reading a few letters, the weather was hot again, and the hair was already half-dry, so he combed his fingers and smoothed her long and black hair.

Yan answered, the two put the letter away, and Biyun and the others came in when they heard the answer and picked up the relocked box.

Taking advantage of the meal, he told her about the situation in the palace.

Now there are not many masters in the house, the palace people and slaves all serve the two, the needlework room and the dining room only revolve around the two people, and the expenses of the inner courtyard are under her control.

Mama Jiang was standing on the side when she was dish, and she was busy with Biqing and the others, but she saw Yan chasing Fu Minghua to speak.

Several times she reluctantly spoke, and Mama Jiang wanted to laugh.

She learned the rules and etiquette well, and the elders she met praised her, followed the etiquette and upbringing, rarely spoke during the meal, and even the grandmother in the Xie family couldn't find fault with her every move.

But in fact, her personality is too old, and Mama Jiang is afraid that Yan Chai will think she will be dull and boring, at this time, Yan Chai deliberately led her to speak, so that she showed such a look, which looked a little more girlish than Fu Minghua in Mama Jiang's impression.

She has a slight change, I'm afraid Fu Minghua didn't notice it himself, but Yan Chai did.

Emperor Jia'an is a diligent emperor, two small dynasties in five days, one dynasty in half a month, and if there is something important on weekdays, he also summons his courtiers.

Yan Chai was already serving in the court, and Fu Minghua breathed a sigh of relief. She was also a little afraid of his endless energy, and she was also afraid that he would make himself not look like usual.

It's just that she didn't expect him to work at a fixed time and go back to the room every night to rest, so she couldn't stand it.

At the end of July, Emperor Jia'an finally had something to do and sent him out of Luoyang.

Yan Chai watched Mama Jiang clean up with a gloomy face, Fu Minghua had a little excitement in his heart, but he couldn't show it.

"Half a month later, or seven or eight days as early as possible." He is still a little reluctant, and the beautiful wife in the family has only been married for a few days.

However, Emperor Jia'an was in a hurry here, and Taiyuan built a new weapon production place for the military department three years ago, and invited a skilled general, Ou Zhizi, a famous sword-casting master in the Warring States Period, and a descendant of the Ou clan.

Before the establishment of the military engineering institute, the Taiyuan Thorn Shi had written to Emperor Jia'an, saying that the descendants of the Ou clan bluntly said that they could make crossbows that could be used to replace soldiers with oxen and horses.

Unlike bows and arrows, it is a bow with arms, which is difficult to load, but has a longer range and greater lethality than a bow.

In the battlefield, bed crossbows are generally installed, and several crossbows are placed on them, and the attack power is very amazing, which is one of the most important weapons.

Therefore, at that time, Taiyuan Thorn Shi Feng said that as soon as he wrote to the imperial court, Emperor Jia'an did not say a word, and put silver and auxiliary materials to Taiyuan so that it could manufacture the arsenal.

This construction is more than three years old.

When Fu Minghua heard him say that he was going to Taiyuan, his expression was a little reluctant.

There is no other reason, "Taiyuan? ”

She repeated, and Yan Chai nodded.

"But Taiyuan, Taiyuan Thorn History is Feng said." Her eyebrows were lightly frowned, and Yan Chai stretched out her hand to smooth her: "I know." ”

Feng said that he was in charge of military power in Taiyuan, which was the history of Taiyuan Thorn, and most importantly, he was also born in the royal mansion of Fenyang County and was a descendant of the Feng family.

If that's just the case, Fu Minghua naturally won't talk about it.

The most important thing is that he is the elder brother of the Feng family, and the princess Feng of the Zhongxin County Palace, is also from the Fenyang Palace, and this Feng said that Lord Feng was from the same clan.

And Feng's heart and liver died under Fu Minghua's plan, although Fu Minghua dared to guarantee that his plan was not so easy for the people of the county palace to find out, but he was not afraid of ten thousand, he was afraid of what happened.

Even if the loyal county king can't find out, Ling Shizi and Concubine Rong have already colluded, and Concubine Rong will not necessarily let go of such an opportunity.

What's more, this Taiyuan assassin is not a loyal person, the Feng family was an old minister of the Chen Dynasty in his early years, and it is difficult to protect his heart for the old royal family.

"When Mrs. Zhao Guotai was born, did you ever go to Taiyuan?"

She vaguely remembered what Yan Chai had said, and she was very impressed at that time.

Emperor Jia'an inexplicably sent him to Taiyuan on an errand, but Yan Chai didn't say what he was going to do at that time.

But at this moment, Lily felt that something was not quite right.

Yan Chai's fingertips gently rubbed between her eyebrows, pushed away her frowning brows, and then took her into his arms:

"The emperor also intends to show me Feng Shuo, he has had dealings with Ashina's old department."

Today, the Turks are no longer there, but just in case, Yan Chai has to leave this trip anyway.

Whether the crossbow drawn by the oxen and horses exists or not, Feng said whether it is innocent or not, and it is waiting for him to verify.

There was a high spirit between his eyebrows, and the more errands Emperor Jia'an gave him at this time, the better it would be for him.

Yan Chai had a vigorous heart in his eyes, and his gaze was deep.

"Don't worry, I know what to expect." He lowered his head and kissed Fu Minghua lightly on the top of his head, and Fu Minghua responded, "Hmm." ”

"Since you are going to go on a long trip, you serve me to wash today."

He was interested again, Fu Minghua guessed his intention, bit his lip and lowered his head. (To be continued.) )