Du Yueyan's eyes immediately oozed tears, rolling low, just like her heart that was hollowed out by distance, fiasco, miserable.

She doesn't know this truth, but if the thing of feelings can be controlled freely, how can there be so many crazy men and women in this world? How can there be so much to come by?

Du Yueyan turned around melancholy, so that Du Weizhen couldn't see her expression clearly, but from the brisk tone she pretended, it was not difficult to detect the complex emotions of loss, despair and confusion in her heart.

"I know Brother Prince, Yan'er is not a person who can't let go, she just needs some time, can you go out first now? Let me think about it alone. ”

Du Weizhen was stunned in his heart, her imperial sister was really completely planted this time, but he couldn't let her sink.

Du Weizhen left, afraid that Du Yueyan would not be able to think about it alone in the house, so he recruited Nuan Chun and March and let them follow her inch by inch.

Sure enough, the person who said that he couldn't let go of it was the next day, except for going to accompany his father for a period of time when he was sober, the rest of the time stayed in Wutong Palace.

Du Weizhen was naturally worried, and she couldn't see anyone directly, so it was a big deal to find someone around her to ask about the situation.

Nuan Chun and March played the role of spies, and often reported Du Yueyan's situation to Du Weizhen, but from the current situation, it seems that it is still relatively optimistic.

And at this time, because the two countries are inseparable in Shanhe City, and even Kunguo has a tendency to be at a disadvantage, there is a discordant voice in the court, saying that the relationship between the two countries is not yet irreconcilable, and the long-term war will cost the people and money, and even if it wins, it will be hit hard.

At first, this kind of voice was only a minority in the court, and every time it was mentioned, there would be a lot of blame and opposition, but gradually, as the war progressed, more and more people advocated peace.

Du Weizhen is not willing to make peace in his private heart, Yi Dan's wolf ambition is known to the world, and making peace with this kind of jackal who can do it behind his back at any time is tantamount to sending a fragile lifeline to the other party's fangs.

But now he represents not only himself, but also the will of the people of this country, as the old saying goes: water can carry a boat and also capsize a boat. The voices of the people are the most worthy of being heard, and the people are the least willing to fight, and a peaceful life is too precious for them.

Just as he wavered, Yi Dan delivered a letter.

The letter probably said that King Yidan learned that the crown prince of Kunguo was about to ascend the throne and wanted to stop the war first, so he sent a messenger to congratulate him, and it was best to discuss the armistice.

Yi Dan also advocated an armistice? Although Du Weizhen's face was expressionless, but his heart was quite uneasy, now Yi Dan was in a weak upper hand, with his understanding of King Yi Dan, he must take Shanhe City in one go, but on the eve of success, he decided to make peace? If there is no strangeness, Du Weizhen absolutely does not believe it, which is more difficult than making him believe that King Yidan will serve the two cities of Qinghe with both hands.

But when the envoy of the Kun Kingdom came to the imperial city, it was not easy to do anything under his nose, Du Weizhen was not a person who cowered for an illusory speculation, and he also wanted to see what kind of elixir was sold in the gourd of King Yidan, so he agreed very simply.

When King Yidan was pinching the reply of the prince of Kunguo, a young man pushed the door and came in.

The young man has an extremely glamorous face, known as the first beauty of Yidan, a pair of peach blossoms with affection, rippling all the time, looking at everyone is like an affectionate young man looking at the person he loves the most, his skin is as white as jade, and he is delicate that many women can't envy, the bridge of his nose is firm, his lips are thin, and he is faintly pink, tall and thin, wearing a purple brocade robe, which adds to the supreme nobility, so that people only dare to look at it from a distance and dare not play with it at a glance.

"Father."

The voice of the young man is like a fine guzheng playing in the flowing water in the mountains, and the sound of it makes people's hearts ripple.

King Yidan lowered his eyes on the young man, and the satisfaction and importance in his eyes were about to overflow, "Chahe, the matter is done, tomorrow you will set off to find Na'er and Marshal Meng." ”

The purple-clothed young man is the favorite little prince of King Yidan, Tulan Chahe, and he is also the appointed prince, who is talented and praised by Taifu and Taishi.

Tulan Chahe's eyes flashed, and after exchanging political affairs with King Yidan, he went back to make arrangements.

Three days later, Tulan Chana arrived outside Shanhe City, Meng Fusheng was the first time to see this famous prince, with a respectful attitude, but neither humble nor arrogant, "Weichen see His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Tulan Chah is pestering Du Weizhen, and she can't help but be happy to see Tulan Chahe, she and Tulan Chah are the same mother, they have grown up together since childhood, and they have a deep relationship, and more importantly, Tulan Chah quietly helped her deal with a lot of messes, which made her even more dependent.

"Brother Prince."

Turanchana smiled sweetly, wrapped it sticky, and wrapped it around his arm.

"You." Tulan Chah couldn't help laughing, his already handsome and angry face was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it, he stretched out his finger and poked her forehead, his eyes were unconcealed love, their relationship was really good, not pretending to be good in the palace that eats people and doesn't spit out bones.

Tulan Chahe also heard that his sister fell in love with this young and successful Marshal Meng, and now when he saw that her eyes always involuntarily drifted to that young man with a fierce temperament, he was even more sure, and quipped: "You, I'm afraid that you're *, you will still think of my brother." ”

Tulanchana blushed and glanced at the indifferent Meng Fusheng, and laughed generously.

"I really don't want to go back."

"But Brother Prince, why do you have time to come, didn't my father find you a lot of white-bearded teachers? Are you also skipping school? ”

What Tulanchana hates most is being detained in the classroom, being indoctrinated with the knowledge that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, and that it is better to throw her into the barracks and sweat bloodied.

She still remembered that her father threw her into Taixue to go to school with those delicate ladies, and when the master read that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, she applauded and cheered to pack up her things and prepare to leave. The old gentleman, who was over sixty years old, stopped her, and she dropped the sentence "A woman is virtuous if she has no talent, and she plans to go back to cultivate virtue without learning knowledge" and ran back, almost fainting from the husband's anger.