"Let him never know, or, know so late, at the cost of more than 3,000 lives, the serious illness of the main general, in exchange for the peace of the northern Xinjiang, years of tranquility, all these things, all these things must be known to him."

King Sheng got up, put his hands behind his back, looked at the beautiful weather outside, but his heart was full of haze, this war, everyone was cheering for victory, but no one was sad because of how many people died in the northern Xinjiang.

is also a battlefield of Rongma, Wei Guogong has not been so clear for a moment, his eyes are full of complex and deep emotions, full of all the sadness of the past.

"It's good to know, only when you understand will you find out what you should do. War always involves sacrifice, and you and I, or any other person, understand that. ”

After the silence, Wei Guogong got up and walked away with a steady but slow pace: "Okay, what should be said, sigh, it's not now, I'm going to write a letter, you can come too." ”

Just when Wei Guogong's back was about to disappear, King Sheng wiped away the tears that appeared from the corners of his eyes and turned to follow.

The woman he liked, he didn't want her child to lose the person he loved the most, alone, living in this world, silent for so many years, the tough one always had to be tough.

At this moment, Yan Wushuang still didn't know anything, she was still waiting for Zhan Ge to come back, the whole side by side palace, cleaned up extraordinarily, even Yan Wushuang herself, also prepared a lot of long skirts and food, in order to make Zhan Ge happy.

"Madam, you should be ready, do you want to check again?"

Shuangshuang looked at Yan Wushuang's distracted appearance, couldn't hold back the laughter, and asked.

"Ah, don't look at it, I've watched it several times, just pay attention." Yan Wushuang said and turned another page of the medical book in his hand.

"By the way, is there a letter from Zhan Ge sent back? It stands to reason that the one who came back should be quite fast, and it won't be so long, and there won't be a letter, right? ”

Speaking of this, Yan Wushuang was full of unhappiness.

"Madam, don't worry, you must not be in such a hurry to come back, it is normal to slow down, okay, this is a newly sent black tea, it tastes excellent, try it quickly."

Shuangshuang always knew how to appease Yan Wushuang, and a sentence or two led Yan Wushuang's mind over.

"I've been waiting for a long time, bring it and let me taste it." Intoxicated by the fragrance of black tea, Yan Wushuang ignored the uneasiness in his heart.

Although Zhan Ge is fine now, Yan Wushuang still remembers what Master Puhui said.

The books sent by Master Puhui are also not at all down, but they are a little confused, these are medical books, although they seem a little clueless, but with the help of some other books, they can be seen clearly.

"Remember to send pastries in the palace to comfort and comfort Lin'er, and when Zhan Ge comes back, I will not be in the mood to go in for a long time, although I am not in the mood now."

Picking up the chocolate cake and taking a bite gently, Yan Wushuang felt the bitter and sweet taste, and his heart became more and more sweet and comfortable.

"By the way, if you have foreign chocolate beans, remember to buy more of them, and you can always use them when you are ready."

Both nodded and gently closed the blown open window of the study: "The slave knows that she has let the people in the house pay attention to it, and she knows that Madame likes it." ”

"Well, that's good."

In the palace, King Sheng came in with a cold air, his face was even more ugly than his momentum, and Ning Qing and Liu Yuan in the imperial study hurriedly saluted: "I have seen His Royal Highness King Sheng." ”

"Get up, you guys go out, I have something to say to Lin'er." There was no difference in King Sheng's voice, Liu Yuan and Ning Qing glanced at the saint and retreated.

I don't know what King Sheng and Lian Gong Bus replaced, after the two came out, Xu Rong led people to surround the imperial study, but the birds were not flying.

The saint didn't feel any danger, and put the brush aside suspiciously: "Uncle Huang, what's the matter?" In such a hurry? ”

Looking at the face of the saint steadily, King Sheng nodded calmly, restrained the momentum on his body, and handed the envelope in his hand to the saint: "Look at it, someone sent it in just now." ”

"What is this? That's what makes Uncle Huang so angry? The saint glanced at King Sheng suspiciously, and began to look at the letter, there were not many things written in the letter, but the saint read it for a long time.

His eyes turned red in an instant, tears seemed to be brewing faintly in his eyes, and the saint's arms trembled and he couldn't hold the envelope in his hand a little unsteadily.

"Uncle Huang, is this true?"

King Sheng nodded, looking at the expression of the saint, he still softened: "At present, this matter cannot be known to too many people, there are still a few days before Zhan Ge comes back, and the affairs of the court must be arranged, and the imperial doctor will have to borrow it at that time." ”

Coming down from the dragon chair, the saint grabbed King Sheng's arm, extremely serious, and his little face turned red because of tears, which was extremely pitiful.

"Uncle Huang, as long as you can keep Brother Zhan alive, it's okay, I remember that there are still records about this in the library, so I will order someone to find it, and after that, send it to the side by side palace."

Finally couldn't help it, the saint silently shed tears, drop by drop, smashed to the ground, very clear, King Sheng touched his little head, and the words he wanted to say at the beginning were fed to the dog.

"Zhan Ge will be fine, the most important thing is that after waiting for the return, you need to suppress the hundred officials, there are always some people who want to muddy the water and fish in troubled waters, you also have responsibilities, and you must not relax."

The little head in his arms lit hard, but the crying of the saint still couldn't be stopped, and he couldn't bear to keep saying it, so King Sheng simply let him cry happily.

When the saint's mood was adjusted, his face was red, like a little flower cat, King Sheng picked up a handkerchief from the side, wiped his face clean, and comforted him softly.

"Well, forget about it after crying, and the rest will continue. The county lord doesn't know about this, and if she comes to the palace, don't let her know, otherwise, it's not everyone who can coax her. ”

"I ...... I ......" the Holy One looked hesitant and hesitant.

King Sheng patted him on the shoulder: "You have to have confidence, this matter really has to be yours." ”

finally persuaded the saint, and King Sheng hurried to deal with other things, and checked the background of the officials in the capital, so as not to catch people off guard when there was really something.

As for what King Sheng originally wanted to say, naturally he didn't say it, and those heavy topics are really not suitable for saying at this time.

Just when some people were looking forward to it and some people were anxious, Zhan Ge came back.

Only some representatives of the original two armies entered Beijing, and the others returned the same way, this war was of great significance, the Holy Lord personally greeted him, and the Duke of Wei and King Sheng also came, and the hundred officials were naturally unwilling to miss it.

Yan Wushuang changed her clothes early, she was extremely dazzling red, and the scorching fire made her whole person extremely beautiful, and although a ruby on her hair was simple, it was worth a lot.

"How? Looks good, right? Turning around in front of Shuangshuang, the smile on the corners of Yan Wu's eyes and eyebrows was about to overflow.

Shuangshuang looked at it seriously: "It's good-looking, the general will definitely be fascinated by you and can't stop." ”

"You tease him like this, if he knows, the consequences will not be good." Although Yan Wushuang said cruel words, the smile on his face did not decrease, obviously he did not take it to heart.

Just when she was dressing up, the ink merchant returned to the palace alone, and Zhan Bo hurriedly greeted her: "What's wrong?" What about the generals? ”

The ink merchant said as he walked inside: "Uncle Zhan, I will tell you when I come back, now, I need to take my wife over, and the general wants to see my wife." ”

"Isn't the general coming back soon?" Zhan Bo kept up with the pace of the ink merchant and asked suspiciously.

Mo Shang's footsteps stopped for a moment and sped up: "Uncle Zhan, something happened, we didn't protect the general, let's go and see it with us." ”

Yan Wushuang pushed open the door of the bedroom, and just happened to see an ink merchant in a dark robe coming over: "Ink merchant? Why are you the only one? At this time, shouldn't you be summoned by the Holy One at the gate of the city? ”

The uneasiness that had been ignored before in his heart gradually emerged, and the smile on the corners of Yan Wu's mouth slowly disappeared, and his hands couldn't help but tremble, but he didn't know why.

"Where do you say?"

Mo Shang's expression was inexplicable: "Go and prepare a carriage for your wife, the general is camped outside the city and is waiting for you to pass." ”

“…… That's it. Yan Wushuang didn't want to confirm the conjecture in his heart, but when he walked to the door, he thought of the sachet given by Master Puhui.

"Wait a minute, I'll go get something and I'll be out right away." Yan Wushuang refused to take it, ran to the bedroom, took out the sachet from the dark compartment, put it in his pocket and hurried out.

When he got into the carriage and drove out of the city, Yan Wushuang sat in the carriage, clasping his knees with his hands, showing a most fragile posture, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Madame......"

Shuangshuang was comforted, but he didn't know where to start, looking at Yan Wushuang's eyes with full worry.

Mo Shang drove the carriage, and Zhan Bo sat on the other side, each with heavy faces on each other.

When the carriage stopped, Yan Wushuang suddenly hesitated, not knowing whether he should go down, would this be a dream, waiting for himself to wake up, Zhan Ge would stand in front of him, smiling gently.

"Ma'am, it's here, it's time to come down." Shuangshuang lifted the curtain, saw that Yanwu did not move, urging.

"Ah......" Yan Wushuang sorted out some clothes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "Come here." ”

This is a vacant lot outside the north city gate, at this time it is neatly and neatly all camp tents, Yan Wushuang looked at the most central camp tent, outside the camp tent, it seems to be Lin'er, his lips are just pursed, and he follows the ink merchant over.

"Sister Wushuang......" When the saint saw Yan Wushuang, he didn't dare to look directly into Yan Wushuang's eyes, but finally stood next to him and gave way to the way.