Seeing Zhao Wen's face for a few days, she was a little dazed, and she also wanted to be with Zhao Wen. She wasn't ready to come, but Zhao Wen persuaded her to let her come.

"Sincerely worship the Buddha. How can you catch fish for three days and dry nets for two days? Don't worry about me. I'm not a child. ”

It is not difficult to see that Zhao Wen has become extremely sensitive emotionally since his leg injury. He doesn't like people caring about him too much.

So Rong Yu went up the mountain.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Wu came to Xiangguo Temple in less than half a day.

She knew that Zhao Wu should be in the barracks now, but now, because of Zhao Wen's matter, he came here to find her. Rong Yu is afraid of some bad things.

"He's good. He ran to Chaoyang Street and asked Tian'er to help him with the operation. ”

"This is true......" Rong Yu's heart sank.

Although Zhao Wen promised her not to have surgery, the purpose of the operation was to allow Zhao Wen to get back on his feet and return to his normal life. Rong Yu was also worried. He'll do it without thinking. Surprisingly, her fears were real.

"Did you start doing it?" As soon as Rong Yu thought that Yicheng's surgical risk would make Zhao Wen leave her, she felt that her strength had been exhausted.

"No, Tian'er is not such a reckless person. She knew that if you weren't with her big brother, she wouldn't do it for him. She also called me back from the barracks to persuade my eldest brother.

"Is your eldest brother willing to listen to you?" Rong Yu had a bad feeling in her heart. She knew that Zhao Wen would hide from her to go to Chu Xintian for surgery. He must have the goal of accomplishing it. She was worried that Zhao Wu would not play a good role in front of Zhao Wen.

"No, I'll go back now!"

She didn't agree to let Zhao Wen take such a risk: "If he fails, his life will be gone!"

"Sister-in-law, you only consider the failure rate of Big Brother's surgery, have you thought that there is still a ninety percent hope?"

Zhao Wu saw that Rong Yu was panicked and exhorted her.

"When you went up the mountain, you didn't ask me to go back to persuade your eldest brother, but to come here to persuade me?" At this time, Rong Yu finally understood Zhao Wu's intentions.

"That's right, sister-in-law. I'm here to give advice to my eldest brother. Zhao Wu looked at Rong Yu and said calmly.

"Sister-in-law, you and your eldest brother are childhood sweethearts. When you were in the Northwest, do you remember all of this?"

As soon as Zhao Wu's words were finished, Rong Yu's eyes turned red.

Of course she does. Why didn't she remember?

With Zhao Wen, the happy times of the past, every moment, Rong Yu remembers it more clearly than anyone else.

She still remembers her first meeting with Zhao Wen.

At that time, she was only ten years old. She was the most favored little lord of the Sijon King's Palace. Her horses are even better than her brother's. She mounted her horse with a bow on her back. She was able to hit the target several times, and was praised by the emperor's uncle and father.

At that time, she was in the limelight.

However, in a short period of time, Rong Yu's popularity was robbed by others.

It's not that someone else has stolen her limelight. It turned out to be Zhao Wen, the young marshal of the Zhao family's army.

Yes, at that time, the young marshal of the Zhao family army was not Zhao Wu, but Zhao Wen.

At that time, Zhao Wen was still a 12-year-old boy.

He appeared in the arena on a white horse and silver armor.

Despite his youth, his eyes show a sharpness that adults do not have. His silver armor reflected a golden light, which was particularly dazzling.

Although Zhao Wen is only 12 years old, this young Zhao Jiajun is very famous in the western region.

Everyone says that Zhao Wen is an all-rounder. He led the Zhao army to defeat a Turkic army of 100,000 and was known for winning fewer battles and fighting more.

Xijon has never lacked heroes. However, the emperor's uncle and father, met the hero, praised Zhao Wen very much.

Speaking of Zhao Wen, even her favorite little county lord was ignored.

Rong Yu was not convinced. When Zhao Wenlai came to the competition, she only hoped that Xirong's heroes would defeat him.

She still remembers how grand the competition was that year.

Not only the heroes of Sijon went, but even people from seven or eight neighboring countries participated.

Talent is attracted, and heroes are born in large numbers.