After another tired day, Liu Yun returned to his residence, which was less than five hundred meters away from the emperor's temporary palace.

In the corner of the hall, Qian Hua, who had changed into a floral dress, sat quietly on the crocodile sofa, her hair was scattered like a black waterfall, and she did not have a piece of jewelry on her body, only wearing a silk peony flower between her hair above the right ear, and holding a heavy book in her hand, and a line of gilded regular script protruded from the green and blue cover of the book: "The Complete History of the First Sino-Japanese War".

Why are you so beautiful and yet so cold?

The main tone of the expression was cold, it had been like this for more than two weeks, and the look of concern that had once appeared in front of Liu Yun was like a flash in the pan, but now it was long gone, in fact, the father and daughter had not had a more nutritious conversation these days than when they first met.

Fourteen years, the immeasurable distance of the extradimensional space, the past is so embarrassing in front of fate that it cannot be settled, and in the dark, there seems to be a mocking gaze sweeping back and forth on the faces of the two.

"Qianhua, we can go back to Beijing in two days." Liu Yun had to speak first.

"Yes." Qianhua did not raise her head, she had been reading books these days, and hundreds of books were piled up in her bedroom, which mainly recorded the political, economic, military, and literary conditions of the world after 1890, which had already amazed the maids who were in charge of serving this "Duke's Lady".

Liu Yun handed the coat and hat of the marshal's uniform to the servant, ripped off the collar of the white shirt, and sat opposite Qianhua: "You can meet your younger brothers and sisters when the time comes......"

"And the woman?" Qianhua replied lightly.

"You can call her Aunt Chun...... I've already arranged your affairs, after you return to Beijing, you can stay first, you can read books, go shopping, I will take you to various banquets, introduce you to celebrities from all walks of life, and when you are sure what you want to do, I will find a way for you......"

"I don't want to see them, I don't want to see anyone." Qian Hua interrupted her father very dryly.

"What?" Liu Yunleng paused.

"I want to be quiet alone, so I won't go to live with you for the time being, I have already told Aunt Luo and asked her to help me arrange a quiet place."

From the moment Liu Yun entered the door, Qianhua's gaze never left the book.

"Actually, your Aunt Chun is very nice, I have already told her about this in the telegram, she must be looking forward to seeing you......" Liu Yun swallowed his saliva, recently he always felt that his throat was very dry and dry, sometimes it was like a fire.

"I said I wanted to be alone for a while." Qian Hua repeated without hesitation.

"Okay, if it's Aunt Luo, I'll be relieved, and when the time comes, ...... You can come home at any time, and I'll visit you often. ”

"I'll never go home." Qianhua raised her beautiful black pearl-like eyes, glanced at Liu Yun emotionlessly, closed the book, got up and walked towards the bedroom.

Liu Yun weakly brushed the short gray hair on his sideburns, and after a long sigh, he called his personal adjutant Zhang Ziyi.

"Xiao Zhang, take over the Prime Minister's Mansion for me, and find Your Excellency the Minister of Culture and Education."

"Yes!"

Loyal as a Doberman...... This does not solve the problem of peace of conscience.

Of course, the debt owed must be repaid, Liu Yun once made such a declaration to Luo Sulan, he didn't think about it at that time, what if he couldn't pay it off in this life?

The next life is nothing, dreamy, anesthetic. In the next life, being a cow and a horse is just a helpless self-comfort.

Liu Yun took out the photo, on the screen, 10-year-old Qianhua played the piano with a serious expression, pure and beautiful like an angel. Liu Yun still remembers that this photo was taken by his ex-wife Xiao Wen in another time and space.

"Your Excellency, the call has been answered." Zhang Ziyi presented the carved telephone with both hands.

"Stand down."

"Yes."

Liu Yun adjusted his breathing slightly, and slowly brought the microphone to his mouth: "Hey, Xiao Luo, did you disturb you." ”

"No, what's wrong? Is there another meeting? ”

"No, there's something I want to ask you, about Qianhua."

"He wants to live outside, right? She told me, but I didn't. ”

"If it's convenient, let her live with you for the time being, and you will teach her about communication, I have already arranged it for the media, and I still want to introduce it to the outside world as my eldest daughter, that is, Miss Duke, then, Qianhua will ask you."

"No problem, though...... Lao Liu, I don't know whether to say something or not......" Luo Sulan's tone was a little hesitant.

"Say, you can ask any difficulty, and I'll try my best to solve it."

"I personally feel that Qianhua must have suffered a very serious psychological trauma in that world, and her feelings for you may be oscillating between the two extremes of longing for love and complete hatred, as far as my analysis is concerned, her attitude towards you has eased some time ago, probably because you are under the threat of the task force, and your life and death are uncertain, which induces her pity, and once the crisis passes, her emotions return to the indifference and resentment when they first met. Another point that I think is worth noting is that she has a very rich knowledge of military, politics, and history, and since her arrival here, she has only been interested in books on these subjects, especially in the extremely complex history of war and weapons, and her performance is completely different from that of ordinary women, there is a fundamental difference...... Anyway, I think there's something wrong with her, and it seems that there is another Qianhua hidden in her body that we haven't yet recognized......"

Liu Yun smiled: "Just talk about others, aren't you the same?" In any case, Qianhua has entrusted it to you for the time being, and I will definitely pay it back in this life. ”

"Please rest assured, I will definitely find a way to solve Qianhua's problem."

Since the task force incident, Luo Sulan has shown great concern for the relationship between Liu Yun and Qianhua, a father and daughter, Liu Yun is grateful, but can only be explained by the "female pity trait", because of the relationship between Luo Sulan, Liu Yun and Zhang Zhigao are also much closer, and the situation of-for-tat seems to be separated by several lifetimes.

"By the way, Zhigao originally wanted to ask you, now that the task force has returned, how should those defectors be arranged?"

"I plan to transfer them to my villa in Xiangshan, send them a bunch of books and newspapers to study slowly, and then make specific arrangements after the end of the war, and arrange their identity documents and files during this period, and I have already handed over this matter to the Minister of the Interior."

"Hold them until the end of the war? Will it be too long? ”

"I'm not worried about them, I'll wait and see for a while."

With the three high-ranking generals taking advantage of the chaos to defect and have no news so far, it is reasonable for Liu Yun to say such things.

Luo Sulan immediately expressed his understanding: "That's right, it is still necessary to observe and observe, so let me tell Zhigao like this, do you have any other instructions?" ”

"It's nothing else, so please bother more about Qianhua."

It wasn't until the other party threw hundreds or thousands of tons of reassurance and assurance out that Liu Yun reluctantly put down the phone.

Think about how justified it was when you abandoned your wife and daughter, compared with the great dream of creating a Chinese empire that dominates the world, what are your wives and daughters? However, after seeing his daughter again, why is his heart full of irrepressible guilt and pain? Is this the so-called "old man's psychology"?

But to be honest, Qianhua is really too beautiful, far surpassing her mother......

The chowder soup of emotions boiled in a brain much smaller than a wok, and Liu Yun fell asleep unconsciously.

When he was woken up by his personal adjutant Zhang Ziyi, Liu Yun found that he was wearing a floral blanket.

"Did you put it on me?" Liu Yun asked Zhang Ziyi.

"I've been in the duty room, and I just came over."

Liu Yun looked over the blanket on his body in confusion, and suddenly remembered that this was the one he had ordered someone to send to Qianhua's room a few days ago.

"Thousands of ......"

"Your Excellency?" Zhang Ziyi was holding a dark green folder in her hand, obviously having something to report.

Liu Yun came back to his senses with an "oh" and nodded to Zhang Ziyi busily: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Front-line emergency electricity."

"Read."

"Yes. The headquarters of the Western Front made an urgent report to the base camp: Since this morning, the enemy has launched an all-out attack on the defensive positions of our 1st and 2nd armies on the long front between Poperechnoye and Kyakhta, among which the 2nd Army deployed in the area on the south bank of the Uda River has been under the greatest pressure, the 5th Army defense area on its left flank has been repeatedly attacked by the enemy, and the divisions and regiments on the front have suffered considerable losses. … Due to bad weather, our air force was unable to dispatch and the battlefield situation had not yet become clear, so the commander had already ordered all front-line armies to stick to their existing forward positions and put into reserve units of divisions to launch a counter-attack at an appropriate time, so as to maintain the integrity of the front to the greatest extent. The Praetorian Guard, as the general reserve of the front army, has completed preparations for the attack and can be sent to the front-line crisis area at any time to carry out reinforcements. The commander will keep the base camp informed of the situation of the battle. Above, Western Front, Deng, February 23. ”

"Call the duty room of the base camp and ask the officer on duty to notify the relevant personnel, and convene an emergency military meeting of the base camp at eight o'clock in the evening." When he said this, Liu Yun suddenly felt a burst of black and red in front of him, and his consciousness was faintly trance......

"Your Excellency, it's seven o'clock now, would you like to postpone the meeting?" I see that your face is not very good, after dinner, let's take a rest before going to the meeting......" Zhang Ziyi obviously sensed Liu Yun's physical discomfort.

"Who said I had a bad face!" Liu Yun shouted angrily, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he fell on the sofa.

"Your Excellency, what's wrong with you......"

"Someone's coming...... Your Excellency fainted......"

"Daddy, wake up......"

The sound in my ears is getting weaker and weaker, and the sense of touch is gradually lost, and the only end seems to be close at hand.........