Chu Qiao walked to the round table in the room and sat down, drank the quilt water, and at this time there was a young man's angry scolding outside the door, Ah Jing scolded the guards who stopped him, and strode in, looking at Chu Qiao's appearance, his nose suddenly became sour.

"Miss Achu, don't be like this" Ah Jing said with red eyes: "Don't blame Your Majesty, this is all done by Cheng Yuan's traitorous villain, you have to believe Your Majesty." His Majesty also has a last resort. ”

Ah Jing's voice was a little hoarse, Chu Qiao raised his head slightly, looked at him suspiciously, and after a long time, he slowly asked in a deep voice:

"What about He Xiao, what about the soldiers of the Xiuli Army, how are they?"

Ah Jing hurriedly replied: "They have nothing to do, now in the guard house of the Yan Wangfu, they want to come to see you, but you are still recuperating, and Your Majesty does not allow outsiders to disturb you." ”

"Oh" Chu Qiao nodded silently, his expression very calm.

"Yu Wenyue's men and horses, are they all dead? Have you found the corpse?"

"All of them are dead, and the bodies have been recovered, most of them are there, some of them are too deep to be caught, but they can't be lived."

"What about Yu Wenyue's? Did you get it? ”

Ah Jing paused slightly, saw Chu Qiao's calm expression, and said in a deep voice:

"I have already caught it, and I was escorted back to Dawei by His Majesty's order, and Yuan Che came to pick it up in person."

Suddenly, I heard Chu Qiao say, "You go back, I know." Looking at Ah Jing and said, he turned his head and said to the maidservant Zisu: "I'm a little hungry, go and prepare something to eat." ”

"No" the maidservant Zi Su hurriedly replied and turned to leave.

"No, Ah Jing retreated first." Ah Jing glanced at the indifferent Chu Qiao, turned around and walked out.

After a while, Shisu came back with the food, and said as he put it away: "These are all sent by His Majesty, I heard from Doctor Yu that the girl has not eaten for several days, and she can't eat too meaty, and there is chicken soup here, which has been simmered for eleven hours." ”

Chu Qiao ate the food on the table, chewed it slowly, and quickly ate a bowl, then got up and filled another bowl, and continued to eat silently.

The days passed like this, drinking nourishing and conditioning medicines every day, eating nutritious meals, and the tired spirit and previous injuries also recovered quickly. Every night when no one is around, meditating and exercising, internal injuries are also gradually recuperating.

The maid around me also often wrote to Yan Xun to report the recent situation of Chu Qiao, in a blink of an eye, it was approaching the New Year, listening to the maid next to her to relay the latest front-line situation, the battle of the border pass had ended many days ago, Chang'an issued an urgent edict to recruit Yuan Che to return to Beijing, Yuan Che had no choice but to withdraw his troops, Yan Xun took the opportunity to attack Yanming Pass, although it was not captured, but let the Great Wei lose more than 50,000 casualties, which is also a good New Year's gift.

Yan Xun rushed back the day before the New Year. The small town of Biansai suddenly became the place where Emperor Yanbei celebrated the New Year, and the local officials were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they were full of joy and joy everywhere.

The maidservant Shiso brought new clothes early in the morning, which were the big red and gold-edged clothes embroidered with more than 100 lilies worn by the lady of the main palace, which looked auspicious and festive. As soon as it was unfolded in front of Chu Qiao, Chu Qiao looked uncomfortable, feeling that the color was like blood, and Ni Dan spread over all over the place, and his fingertips were reluctant to touch it.

"It's a big year, Shiso. I don't look comfortable with this dress, so don't pass it on and change it. Take the white plum blossom pleated glass dress from last time."

"But girl, this is the New Year's Day, let's wear some festive colors," Shiso persuaded.

"No, there are frequent battles at the border gates, and when I look at the blood-like red, I always feel uneasy in my heart." Chu Qiao said lightly.

"No, I'm going to get it." Shiso walked up.

Watching Shisu walk away, he walked to the table, poured a cup of tea, and drank it. Looking out the window at the snow.

After this year, I should also leave, so I simply found an opportunity to discuss with him the matter of leaving this place and returning to the interior of Yanbei, perhaps he was hoping that I would do so; What should Xiu Lijun do, is to continue to follow her, this is inevitably suspected by Yan Xun, but if she doesn't follow, with Yan Xun's temperament, it is estimated that she is more than lucky, and she has to think of a way...

It was Zisu's voice that interrupted Chu Qiao's thoughts: "Girl, the clothes have been taken, Zisu will help you change them." ”

"Hmm..."

"Zisu, Yan Xun Kecheng is back." I asked lightly

"Your Majesty has rushed back to the house, and at this time you are bathing, but the girl misses Your Majesty. I don't know how happy Your Majesty would be to hear it," Shiso quipped with a smile.

But he still helped Chu Qiao put on his clothes and comb his hair in a bun unhurriedly.

"Shisu, bring the cloak, I'll go out for a walk."

"No"

Yan Xun, who rushed back from the side stopper, was bathing and changing clothes at this time, and when Yan Xun walked into the room where Chu Qiao lived, he found that the room was empty, everything was as usual, neat and clean.

He felt in a trance that the wind in Yanbei was so cold. A heart suddenly went straight cold, looking at this neat and clean room, but he suddenly panicked, he hurriedly ran out, the sleeve of the walking shirt scraped off a small thing on the desk, only to hear the sound of "pop", the crisp sound reached the ears, Yan Xun lowered his head, only to see the faint lamplight, a long flute fell to the ground, the flute's mouth and the bottom of the jade mouth, are a little broken, cracks, broken jade reflects the faint candlelight, slightly dazzling.

Yan Xun stood there stunned, looking at the flute, and suddenly remembered Achu's words that day:

"If Yu Wenyue dies in Yanbei, I will never forgive you."

“... Never forgive you. ”