"Your Majesty's letter?" Since Zhu Qiyu ascended the throne as emperor, he left Kunning Palace, the queen's residence, and Qian Yiniang, who lived in Wan'an Palace instead, took a letter from the maid's hand with a happy face, and couldn't wait to open the envelope.

The stationery in the envelope was very thin, but only two or three pieces of paper, on which Zhu Qizhen told the scenery of the prairie in the vernacular, and then told some homely trivial things like a husband told his wife, so that Queen Qian could take good care of her body, don't worry about herself, she lived quite well on the grassland, there was wine for meals, meat for meals, and the soldiers who guarded him were very respectful to him, without the slightest embarrassment......

Qian Yiniang's tears that were almost dazzling after receiving the letter did not flow out after all, Qian Yiniang looked at the short letter again and again, as if she couldn't see enough, couldn't finish reading, looked at the handwriting on the letterhead, and her delicate face was full of inexhaustible tenderness and joy.

Seeing the expressions of these depressed Qian Yiniang, the personal maid finally breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered: "The sister who sent the letter said that the Queen Mother also received a letter from the Emperor, and the Queen Mother was so happy that she cried......"

"The queen mother is not having a good time these days...... Wan'er, bring the letterbox. Qian Yiniang finally closed the letter reluctantly, carefully reloaded the letter paper back into the envelope with stains on the surface, took the letter box handed by Na Wan'er and opened it, and there were several letters with the same rough envelopes inside, all of which were sent by someone after Zhu Qizhen was captured.

As a prisoner of war, and on the road of exile, to be able to send these letters, and present them to the palace, you can imagine how difficult these letters have to go through to deliver them safely, each thin letter, so heavy that she is extremely distressed, but extremely happy, her husband, after all, loves herself, is trapped in the enemy camp, and has been thinking about herself.

Qian Yiniang was carefully kept in this letterbox, and almost every one or two days Qian Yiniang would open it and re-read it, as if so, she could live tenaciously in this lonely deep palace, waiting for her longing lover to return to her side in a certain day.

"Let's go, follow me to the queen mother, and persuade her to be an old man." put the letter box next to her pillow, and the slender jade fingers reluctantly rubbed the sandalwood letter box for a long time, and Qian Yiniang turned her graceful figure away with difficulty.

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A group of men and horses galloped out of the sand city that opened the city gate, and went straight to Wujiazhuang, a few miles north of the sand city, the leader was not someone else, it was the Xi Ning who was now said to be reused first.

Dressed in a Mongolian brocade robe, wearing a small round helmet, even the hairstyle that was originally tied on the top of his head has been changed, shaved a stupid Mediterranean hairstyle, and even braided those hair that fell down like a Mongolian, Xining's body is too thin, and her appearance and voice are too feminine and obscene. But judging from the outfit and posture, it is already a typical Mongolian nobleman.

Xining never thought that after betraying his original master, after he joined the account of Yexian, he would have such an opportunity, from a little eunuch who didn't know what he didn't know, to a celebrity around him in a blink of an eye, even those nobles and ministers who were originally disdainful of him, now that he saw himself, even if he didn't greet him, he would never dare to laugh at himself like in the past. This feeling made Xining more and more glad that her choice was so correct.

Calling out to those knights in the immature Mongolian language, Xining felt even more invincible, and when he turned his head to see the two carts in the center of the horse team, his expression still had a fierceness and disdain that could not be concealed.

These things were also presented to Zhu Qizhen first, after all, under the persuasion of Boyan Timur, they had already decided to reconcile with Zhu Qizhen, so many of these cars and things originally belonged to Zhu Qizhen, and were later captured by the tile thorns, and now they are just returned to their original owners, and some of them are also paid to Zhu Qizhen's daily necessities and utensils.

Originally, this kind of thing was someone else's, but it hurts to be idle? I don't know if this guy has wood and eggs, in short, he thinks that this is a good opportunity for Zhu Qizhen's unlucky son to see his current magnates and grandeur, and humiliate and humiliate the master and servant, so he took the initiative to ask for this task.

When he thought of himself being high on the ground, he looked at the Son of Heaven who was already a captive with haughty eyes, and humiliated the Great Son of Heaven who once controlled his destiny. That kind of pleasure made his perverted soul tremble with excitement.

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Soon, he came to the house where Zhu Qizhen was imprisoned, this mansion is not big, but it is also small, after all, Boyan Timur's attitude towards Zhu Qizhen is still very respectful, and his subordinates naturally dare not be too lazy, so they specially selected the house that was originally a big family here and handed it to Zhu Qizhen to live in.

Xining dismounted in front of the steps, took his hands, and walked slowly to the steps, on the top of the steps were the guards who were guarding Zhu Qizhen, although they were not familiar with Xining, but they recognized the head of the guard who came with Xining.

"Then Zhu Qizhen can be inside? His Royal Highness the envoy of King Huai is here, why don't you come to greet him? ! After Xi Ning stepped up the steps, he looked at the soldiers around him who were respectful to him, and a sense of arrogance suddenly arose, and he became even more courageous, and shouted at the closed door.

Yuan Bin, who was directing several eunuchs who had been released from the prisoner of war camp to serve food, heard the sharp call outside the door, and couldn't help frowning, and his face was gloomy. "Which bastard is so arrogant, I'll take a look."

"I'd better go." Yuan Bin stopped the guard, and walked straight towards the closed gate, and when he raised his hand and pushed open the gate to see the comer, he couldn't help but be stunned, and it took a long time to see who the comer was, and his face was instantly cold.

"Why, can't you recognize the slave, can't you recognize the official?" Seeing the moment the tall Yuan Bin suddenly appeared, Xining, who had been a eunuch for decades, suddenly became shorter, but quickly straightened his waist again, and his original good mood suddenly became a little more ashamed.

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ps: Friends, I was shocked to hear that Sanjiang pushed, my brother went to Sanjiang at half past two this afternoon, and when the time comes, there will be a vote on the Sanjiang channel, please remember to go gently when the time comes.