It's night.

The temperature is low on the night of the winter moon, and the snowflakes are falling.

Today is the eighth day of the winter month.

Gu Yuan looked at the general's mansion, which was covered with snow and suddenly stopped, and a sense of amazement appeared in his heart.

From receiving the will of King Yan to now, it has only been half a day, but for him, it seems to have passed a Jiazi.

Three years ago, because of poisoning, he could no longer go to the battlefield, and now, not only can he not go to the battlefield, but he also has to be an outlaw.

His eyes lit red.

"Hand this over to the Lin Mansion." Gu Yuan took out a letter he had written before and handed it to a servant.

The servant respectfully took it, and went to the stable to lead the horse.

"Uncle Gu Yuan?" Joan held her big head and looked up at him from below, holding his legs.

Gu Yuan touched his big head and said, "Qiao An, be obedient, get in the car quickly, your mother is still waiting for you." ”

"What about you, Uncle Gu Yuan?" Joan asked, pouting.

"Together, of course."

"What about Sister Lin?"

Gu Yuan was stunned for a moment and said, "Sister Lin is fine." ”

"Oh-"

Qiao An nodded half-incomprehensibly, and was hugged into the carriage by Gu Yuan.

It was a carriage disguised as a caravan, without the luxury of the past, and several people also wore ordinary people's clothes.

After Gu Yuan hugged Qiao An up, his gaze shifted from the General's Mansion to the location of the palace.

After bowing deeply, he sat down in the carriage.

Wow -

A caravan marched along the streets of Lindu to the city gates.

Inside the carriage.

The sleeping girl lay obediently beside the fire, and Lilac half-hugged the girl, and just made her a pillow so that she could lie down comfortably.

Joan leaned over to the fire, her big round eyes glancing at the little princess's face.

Lilac reached out and brushed the broken hair on her forehead.

"Mother, when will the little princess wake up?" Joan looked up at Lilac and asked curiously.

Although he didn't know why he had stunned the little princess and then took it away with him, as if the little princess didn't want to go with them.

Lilac smiled softly and said, "Don't worry, the little princess will wake up soon, and tomorrow will be fine." ”

"Oh-" Joan dragged out a long nasal voice, as if expressing her displeasure, after all, she couldn't tease the little princess.

There is still a little regret in my heart.

"Mother, why are we going to Guyua? Didn't Uncle Gu Yuan want to marry that Sister Lin? Joan still hadn't thought clearly, and touched her head suspiciously.

Lilac looked out the window and didn't answer him immediately.

There is night snow outside the window, and maybe, after tomorrow, all of this will change.

When Gu Yuan talked to her, she didn't really understand, but at this moment, she seemed to understand.

"Don't you miss your Boss Ji very much? We're taking you to him, aren't you happy? Lilac smiled and coaxed him.

Joan's head really didn't turn around, and when she heard this, she really laughed happily.

Lilac glanced at the unconscious Li Suoluo, and said: "When the little princess wakes up, you have to remember to take care of the little princess and not let him run around." ”

"Why is the little princess running around?"

Joan thought suspiciously.

Lilac glanced at him angrily and said, "How can there be so many whys for children." ”

Jo Ann grimaced, and then fell silent, obediently lying on the carriage window in a daze.

Not long ago, Uncle Gu Yuan taught him archery, and now he is getting more and more powerful, one day, he can be like -

Well, as powerful as Zheng Qi.

The young man outside, dressed in civilian clothes, followed the carriage on horseback, noticed Joan's gaze, looked at each other, and turned his head unconvinced.

Yanwang Palace.

When King Yan returned to the palace, it was already nightfall, and the entire palace was snowing, and King Yan's palace was naturally no exception.

Gonggong Du hurriedly followed behind King Yan, not knowing where the king was going in such a hurry.

After turning a few corners, King Yan stopped in front of a room lit with a lantern.

This is the ancestral hall of the emperors of the past dynasties, and the attic next to it is the Bing Ge Tower of the Yan Palace.

Du's face was full of shock, but he still helped King Yan push the door open.

Usually no one will come to the ancestral hall, only the palace maid in charge will clean it on time, and King Yan has only come in a few times since he ascended the throne.

There are two rows of lights around it, making it look warm and bright.

King Yan slowed down and looked around, with an unnamed emotion in the corners of his eyes.

After a long time, his eyes fell on the ancestral plaque in the center, where the Yan kings of the past dynasties were enshrined.

King Yan stood upright, did not say anything, did not do anything, just stood with a determined look in his eyes.

Du's father-in-law hunched his waist behind him, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

At the beginning of the founding of the Yan State, the country was established by force, and the emperors of all dynasties paid great attention to the training of military generals, but the Yan State was located in a remote area, and the terrain caused more large countries to discourage the Yan State, but at the same time, it also constrained the way of the Yan State to go out.

As a result, the Yan kings of the past dynasties, although they paid attention to the training of military generals, also paid more attention to the friendly relations with the big countries.

However, now, the huge Yan Kingdom can no longer come up with a good general.

The moment he received the urgent documents at the border gate, he was making the final decision in his heart.

There are three generals in the border pass, Gu Yuan was transferred back to Lindu three years ago, and now two generals have been killed in battle, and when the news came from the deputy general, King Yan was just about to visit his little princess.

But who would have thought, perhaps, this is the last side.

If Gonggong Du looked at it in front at this moment, he would definitely be able to see that the powerful king of a country would actually be in pain.

After calming down his emotions, the Yan Dynasty looked at the ancestral card and bowed deeply.

Seeing this, Gonggong Du immediately bowed with King Yan.

"Your Majesty." Du Gonggong's sharp voice slightly called the king.

Only then did King Yan come back to his senses.

He turned, without the slightest hesitation, and walked towards a door to the right of the ancestral hall.

When this door was originally designed, it led directly to the attic next door.

Du's father-in-law hurriedly followed and pushed open the door that had not been opened for a long time for him.

This door is usually not opened, even the palace maid who is in charge of cleaning will not deliberately open it, resulting in this push, and it will make a creaking sound of old wood.

Yan Wang listened to the voice, frowned slightly, and it was fleeting.

The palace maids who clean the ancestral hall and the palace maids who clean the attic are not the same batch, which directly leads to the fact that no one cleans this door at all, and the moment the door is pushed open, a lot of dust is raised in the wind.

Du Gonggong put his long sleeves in front of the king and walked all the way forward.

In the attic, you will be greeted by all kinds of armor.

King Yan was still silent, sitting in the middle position, and Dugong didn't dare to speak, so he could only follow silently.

"Is it still snowing outside?" King Yan asked without a beginning or an end.

Gonggong Du walked to the window softly, opened a gap slightly to look, turned his head and said, "Back to the king, it's still snowing outside." ”

In the dim light, it was a cold snowy night outside, and a cold room inside.

A majestic and majestic voice echoed through the room.

"Little Duzi, put on a battle suit for the widow."

"Whoa."