The counselor, hearing that, shuddered. He knew that the prince was very fierce, and if he failed, the threat would come true.

It's just that the boat is done, and this adventure, they must persevere to the end. Pointing to the smoke in the distance, they followed the path and walked forward.

At the same time, Song Zhiyao stayed at the post station, eating fresh vegetables and boiling two eggs to eat. "It's really quiet to get to this place."

The old servants took great pains to clean the house. The five pro-soldiers patrolled day and night, for fear that Song Zhiyao would have another accident.

Early that morning, she got up gently, combed her temples, and took a long breath of fresh air. "It's so comfortable, go to the yard and relax."

She pushed the door open, and heard a hoarse voice. "Madam, open the door quickly, I'm Lao Zhang, I didn't die when I fell below, I'm still alive."

Hearing this, Song Zhiyao was overjoyed and walked to the courtyard gate. Looking at the old Zhang, his clothes were ragged, covered in blood, and he was holding a fox skin in his hand.

She smiled. "Lao Zhang, if you don't die, you will have a blessing, it's really hard." The servants were also very happy, and welcomed him into the gate of the courtyard.

Song Zhiyao saw Lao Zhang, his wrinkled head was red and hot. The body is haggard. So saying, she let the old servant lie down on the bed.

Then, Song Zhiyao ordered the servants. "Boil another bowl of chicken soup, add two pieces of ginger to it, and some fresh cabbage, so that Lao Zhang can recover faster."

The fox skin was also washed. Song Zhiyao stretched out her palm, holding the fine and soft hair, which was even brighter in the sun.

She thought of having this good fur, so she made a scarf for Liu Yichen, which could also protect against the cold in the mountains. If there is any excess, make one for Si Baihong.

At this moment, there was the sound of horses' hooves outside, clattering. Song Zhiyao walked out of the door and saw her longing figure, very excited.

She shouted. "Xianggong." Stretch out your arms and wrap your arms around the horse's neck. Liu Yichen was very relieved to see her, jumped off the horse, and hugged her.

Song Zhiyao smelled the armor, a dirty and sour smell, and a smell of blood. "Xianggong, take it off and let Yao'er wash it for you."

Liu Yichen touched her head with a smile and said kindly. "You don't have to do this, ask someone else to wash, or you can rest for Yao'er, and I will feel at ease."

The two walked into the house, and the pro-soldiers also saluted Liu Yichen. When he entered the back room, he frowned when he saw the old servant lying on the bed.

The old servant put down the chicken soup in his hand, raised his face, and smiled respectfully. "Brother Huang, it's a small one, and I accidentally went down from the cliff."

This old servant has been following Liu Yichen in the palace since he was a child, and he is very loyal and thoughtful in taking care of him. "I've really bent you in, have a good rest."

At this time, Song Zhiyao held the armor in both hands and found a wooden basin. Stretching out his slender little hand, he grabbed the ashes of the grass and trees, and gently washed the armor.

The delicate fish scale armor, after a long time of fighting, hid a lot of dust, and even lice and fleas. She kept rubbing her hand against the nail piece.

She remembered the past and let out a long sigh. "If this hateful desert doesn't do such evil things, my husband and I will spend the spring night on the bed early."

After a long time, when the armor was washed, she gently wiped the armor with a delicate silk cloth and sprayed it with spices.

She saw Liu Yichen coming over and smiled. "Good look, see that the slave's house is clean, this armor, when you get to the border, it is also comfortable to wear."

Liu Yichen was not very happy when he thought about the old servant. "That old Zhang Tou, he is so old, and he is still suffering, I really can't stand him."

Thinking of this, his face was solemn, but he didn't say more. "Yao'er, let's eat quickly, until tomorrow, I have to go back to the border to guard."

Song Zhiyao sat down at the table and looked at him with a wrong face. "Xianggong, what's wrong?" Liu Yichen sat aside, looking at the ceiling, without saying a word.

When she saw Liu Yichen like this, she felt uncomfortable. "Xianggong, if there is anything inconvenient to say, say it now, Yao'er wash her ears and listen."

At this time, the servant brought rice, fresh duck eggs, and steamed cabbage and put them on the table. Liu Yichen lowered his head, holding wooden chopsticks, and gulped down the rice.

In Song Zhiyao's heart, the more she thought about it, the more wrong she became. "Xianggong, why don't you say a word? His face was so dull, and he didn't listen. ”

Liu Yichen raised his body and looked at her. "Yao'er, it's not that I'm talking about you, it's just that you're too naughty, tossing everyone Zhang Lao'er like that."

Listening to his words, Song Zhiyao became even more angry. "I'm also here to support Biansai, people have good and bad luck, that's him, just like that."

Liu Yichen shook his chopsticks and said. "Yao'er, that old Zhang Tou, I have been with me for a long time, and I am also heartbroken when I have suffered such a catastrophe." The two quarreled constantly.

The servants on the side looked at them cautiously. "The first time I saw my lord, I was so angry with my wife, it's really difficult."

Song Zhiyao's heart was furious, and her face turned red with anger. Seeing her like this, Liu Yichen helplessly persuaded her, but now, he couldn't move her.

Song Zhiyao threw the bowl, picked up her skirt, and went upstairs. "Kind enough to see you, is it like this? Do whatever you want. ”

She closed the door, covered herself with the quilt, and went to sleep. Liu Yichen sighed helplessly. "A woman's heart is difficult to understand, and she really shouldn't say anything serious."

He hastily finished his meal, found a random room, and covered himself with a quilt to rest. "If you go to the border tomorrow, you have to be careful, the enemy is very secretive."

Song Zhiyao was in bed, sleeping until midnight, and was suddenly awakened by a nightmare. "What's going on?" Her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her heart was beating.

It seems that there is an ominous premonition, but she can't tell where this premonition comes from. Put on your belly pocket, light shirt, and walk down with your feet crossed.

She walked downstairs and into Liu Yichen's room. Although the curtain was drawn on the window, the moonlight shone through it, a haze, shining on his face.

Liu Yichen's breathing was very even, she looked at that handsome face, thoughtful in her heart, and smiled bitterly. "Just apologize to me."

She was stunned for a long time, and then returned to her room. Reciting a Buddhist scripture, my heart is also stable. Lying in bed, it took a long time to fall asleep.

Early the next morning, Liu Yichen woke up tired. "It's almost time, so you have to set off quickly." He didn't even have time to eat, so he put on his armor.

It's just that he still misses Song Zhiyao in his heart. Walking upstairs, I saw that the door was closed, I was stunned for a moment, sighed, and walked out of the door.

He mounted his horse and flicked his whip vigorously. "Drive!" The horses' hooves stirred up dust and brought a gust of wind. He was sad and didn't want to look back.

"Stay until you get back. Yao'er also forgot about these bad things. Thinking of this, his mind suddenly brightened, and he looked at the majestic border in the distance.

It wasn't until noon, when the warm sun shone on Song Zhiyao's body, that she got up lazily. "I didn't expect it to be so late."

In her heart, she was no longer angry, but full of thoughts of Liu Yichen's goodness. Put on your shirt and walk slowly down the stairs, looking out into the open air.

The servant over there stepped forward and said to Song Zhiyao. "Madame, my lord rode away this morning, and did not speak to the little ones."

Listening to the servant's words, Song Zhiyao felt guilty in her heart. "I didn't expect that yesterday, I messed with my petty temperament, and it would be like this, it's really wrong."

She pretended not to care and smiled. "He's like that, don't worry, take care of Lao Zhang, I'm here, waiting for the side matter to settle down."

As he spoke, he walked to the backyard and looked at the colorful and lush flowers. "Water it a little more, and it will grow faster." She held a copper kettle and poured water.

She took a hoe and dug for the dirt. "These flowers and plants are so fragrant, when the husband comes back, I will use them to make baskets." He picked up the fluffy fox fur again.

First, wash off the stray hair and dust on it with water, and then, according to the size, cut it into two pieces. "Almost, it should be enough."

Song Zhiyao stayed in the courtyard bored, and went to see Lao Zhangtou again. His body, recovering well, was full of red light, and he said with a smile.

"Madam, the old body and bones are not so bad, and you will be able to work in a few days." Looking at him like that, Song Zhiyao and him chatted together.

It turned out that Lao Zhangtou fell off the cliff, was hung on a tree branch, and fell unconscious. I met a group of homeless people, helped him, and came out.

Thinking of this, Song Zhiyao put the rest of the grain at the head of the post station, set up a tent, and gave porridge outside. The homeless people who passed by drank a bowl.

Before you know it, it's dusk. She looked at those people, relieved and grateful, and breathed a long sigh of relief. "It's really a virtue."

Song Zhiyao returned to the bed, thinking about Liu Yichen. "The side matter is almost settled, and in a few days, I can go back." She stroked her stomach and smiled.

At the same time, the caravan in the disguise of the prince, the grain has been eaten. He shook his horsewhip and said angrily. "It's still a day away."

The counsellor was anxious. "Prince, as long as you are patient and calm down, the woman will come soon." "You'd better find something to eat first."

They were tired and tired. He also knocked on the door, showed his saber, and tried to rob the people. However, not enough food was available.

The group looked at the strategist with anger on their faces. "It's really damn damn that you tricked us into coming to Dongsheng for so long, and tossing in vain."

The counsellor could not, but he saw a ragged man over there. He ran up as fast as he could, clasping his whip in both hands, and wrapped his arms around the neck of the people.

"Where can I get food?" He was also anxious. The man was so frightened that he stretched out his hand and pointed to the left rear. "The post station over there, giving gruel."

They looked at the station and their hearts were excited. "There, there must be food, pretend to be a vagabond, mix in first, and then start at night."

The group went to the post station and knocked softly on the door. "Save us, we are passing merchants, the horses have been robbed, and there is nothing left."

The guards on both sides looked at their muscles, and then at their faces, and felt that something was wrong. "We don't have food here, let's go!"

The strategist stepped forward directly, knelt underneath, and cried loudly and kowtowed. Those pro-soldiers were also helpless, and there was nothing they could do.

At this time, Song Zhiyao, from upstairs, heard the cry. Looking at that man, it was really strange and pitiful. He poked his head out of the window and waved his hand.

"Let them in." The soldier looked up. "Madam, these people are very suspicious, and we have no food left, let them go."

The prince raised his head and saw Song Zhiyao's face. It's not okay to be excited, and the heart is pounding. "I didn't expect it to come true."

At this time, there was a dark cloud in the sky, drifting along the wind. A flash of lightning flashed, and there was a boom. In an instant, it began to rain heavily.

She looked at the people, wet in the rain. I remembered the embarrassment of the rainstorm in the field with the old shopkeeper when I was a child.

Song Zhiyao's heart softened and said. "Let them come, there is no food on the way, and it rains again, and there is nowhere to stay, how difficult it must be."

The soldiers couldn't, so they had to open the gate of the post station and let the group in. The prince and the counsellor made it to the table. Servants serve rice.

The prince repeatedly confirmed that the woman on the post station was Song Zhiyao. He pinched the strategist's thigh, looked at him, and motioned for him to move quickly.

The advisor stretched out his fingers, dipped the water from the tea bowl, and wrote on the table. "Stay until the evening, when the people are asleep, and they will be happy together."

Outside, there was another thunderclap, a snap, knocking down a poplar tree. The prince looked out the window, doubtful in his heart. "It's a revelation."

In his heart, he pondered for a long time. "If this is a warning from heaven, and I continue to do it, then I will definitely be punished."