Luo Zhaoyun talked and laughed freely, and was polite to Xiao Shi, his eyes were focused on this elder, reflecting the elegant and elegant side, and there was no other unusual gaze.

Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and tried his best to divert his emotions from that incident and not think about it.

"I heard that Your Majesty is going to go on a personal expedition again?" Princess Nanyang asked on the side.

Luo Zhaoyun turned his gaze, met Princess Nanyang's eyes, nodded slightly, and said: "Yes, the Turks are attacking again, approaching Chang'an, threatening the stability of Sheji, and I will personally lead troops to stop it." ”

Princess Nanyang nodded, looked at Luo Zhaoyun, and sighed lightly: "The sword is ruthless on the battlefield, please be more careful." This time is related to the safety of Dahua, I wish Your Majesty great blessings, defeat the Turks, and give the people of Chang'an a safety guarantee. ”

"Of course, Your Majesty's personal expedition will definitely sweep the Turks." Queen Yang Caiyu, has an almost adoring feeling for her husband, these years he fought in the north and south, in the Great Sui Dynasty, only fifteen years old began to fight generals, has been a great achievement, giving people strong self-confidence.

Luo Zhaoyun smiled slightly: "It's not so godly, it's not so godlike, there is no winning general, a natural god of war, in fact, it is inseparable from strategizing, being cautious, improvising, etc., but this time there is no need to worry, I have already arranged it, don't worry about it." ”

Xiao Shi and Princess Nanyang nodded when they heard this, they are all women and Taoists, and they don't understand military affairs, since Your Majesty is confident, they don't ask more.

Luo Zhaoyun chatted with the three girls here for a while, leaving them to stay in the palace and letting them accompany Queen Yang more, and then left Fengyi Palace.

The sun is setting, the sky is already hazy, and the palace is already about to hold the lights one after another.

Luo Zhaoyun was walking towards the dormitory of Empress Changsun, when a chief guard hurried to the guard of honor and told someone outside the imperial city who was holding a gift from His Majesty and asking to see him.

"Could it be her?" Luo Zhaoyun was curious, and immediately ordered He Qin, the chief eunuch, to follow the chief of the guard to pick up people and take them to His Majesty's dormitory.

In an instant, not long after Luo Zhaoyun returned to the Liangyi Palace, a figure wearing purple clothes and a cloak came to the outside of the hall, accepted the guards' interrogation and groping, and found that there were no weapons, so he was allowed to enter.

Luo Zhaoyun sat on the bench in the front hall of the Liangyi Palace, sat with his feet down, holding the tea soup in his hand, and stared at the people who came in.

It was a slender figure, dressed in a neon skirt cardigan of gorgeous silk fabric, curly and well-cut, and the female figure was perfectly displayed.

She took off the cloak covering the back half of her head, and her beautiful hibiscus cheeks became clearer, her eyebrows were picturesque, her eyelashes were slender, and her eyes had a faint blue color.

"Tuyuhun Murong Ziyan, meet Your Majesty Dahua, long live, long live."

Although Luo Zhaoyun had already guessed in his heart, he was still a little surprised when he really saw this girl.

"Zi Yan, how could it be you! Why did you suddenly ...... Coming to Chang'an? Do you miss me so much? Shen Luo smiled slightly, still very happy about her arrival.

When he attacked Tuyuhun, he met Murong Ziyan and Suo Zhe and his sister and brother, and it has been several years before and after.

It was Luo Zhaoyun who destroyed Tu Gu Hun, and it was still Luo Zhaoyun who helped her rebuild her family and country in the end.

Murong Ziyan felt the enthusiasm of His Majesty Dahua, if she was replaced by a woman from the Central Plains, she would inevitably be shy and reserved when she heard such explicit love words, but this princess from the plateau accepted it very directly, and nodded slightly: "I miss you a little, but I don't think so, who told you not to Tuyuhun to see Ziyan, and there is no letter to send, you ruthless man!" ”

Luo Zhaoyun was embarrassed, he continued to fight in the Central Plains, pushed all the way from the west, recovered Chang'an, established the country for half a year, and went east to Hangu, destroying Wang Shichong of Luoyang, Li Mi of Wagangshan, Dou Jiande of Hebei, etc., it was simply non-stop, not to mention getting out and going to Tuguhun, just the idea of writing a letter was stranded.

"Hurry up and calm down, no need to be polite." Luo Zhaoyun personally went over to help Murong Ziyan up, and the two stood close to each other, looking at each other, both of them had a kind of joy of reunion after a long absence.

A feeling that could once be suppressed by the two of them came out again at this time, and the rebound was even greater.

In the past, one pretended to be a grand plan and hegemony, and the other pretended to restore the old country, so there was no love for children and daughters, and they were separated in a hurry.

The relationship seems to be a little bit hot, and it stops.

Murong Ziyan returned to Tuyuhun and began to appease the clansmen, support Suo Zhe to manage the tribe, eliminate opposition forces, etc., thinking that it would be difficult to meet him from now on, and it was likely that he would find a right-hand man on the grassland to marry. However, it is too difficult to find such an excellent man from the grassland after having a certain emotional foundation.

Those men of the Tuyuhun tribe, whether it is handsome in appearance, or literary brilliance, martial arts, ability, heroism, etc., are naturally far worse than Luo Zhaoyun, there is no comparison, there is no gap, Murong Ziyan would rather be alone in the empty room, tired and tired of holding a book of Luo Zhaoyun's poems and essays, reading it, thinking back to his voice and smile, and each other's past, I also feel very fulfilling.

Seeing each other today, she still came with some kind of mission, and it made Murong Ziyan's heart a fierce horse free.

"Your Majesty, have you really thought about Ziyan?"

Luo Zhaoyun gently stroked her green silk hair, her beautiful face, and she also had a special feeling in her heart, which had been covered up and deliberately buried, and the moment they met today, those feelings that had never been thought about suddenly poured out, it turned out that in the depths of his heart, Murong Ziyan also occupied some of his positions.

"I've thought about it, in fact, I will often think of you, and the time we met, but in the past two years, I have no time to fight in the south and the north, and I can't spare time to take care of you, but, Ziyan, the moment I see you, I am still very moved and happy, welcome to Chang'an, the woman I like!" What Luo Zhaoyun said was very natural, there was no hypocrisy, and there was no deliberate sensationalism, it all came from the heart.

After Murong Ziyan heard this, she laughed, her eyes were about to narrow into a crescent moon, and she was happy, or the love words he said were the most moving.

.。 Writing Chinese Network M.