He said she had adopted a face.

Face.

Although it was to prevent disasters for the prince, she did bring the person to the palace of the princess, and also took the person's family over.

She didn't think about him all the time.

I didn't think about how he felt, I didn't think about whether he would be poked in the back.

Although he didn't care, it was one thing for him not to care, and it was another for her to care about him.

He thought she liked him. Perhaps, she did like him.

However, even if she liked him a little, it was only a little, just like she liked an object.

This realization made Zhao Ping angry and sad.

Several consecutive victories, Zhao Ping has made great contributions, his son is so capable, Zhao Taifu is naturally happy to cultivate, Zhao Ping is very busy every day, he not only has to train and train troops, but also follow Zhao Taifu to arrange troops and discuss combat plans.

He is not only his own, but also the vanguard general of Da Jiang.

You can't be angry and sad for too long.

In the afternoon, Zhao Ping stepped into the barracks with an aura that no one could approach.

The soldiers originally wanted to greet Zhao Ping, but when they saw his gloomy face, they hurriedly held back the words of greeting.

Squeezed his eyebrows and gestured to his companion, who glanced at him and shook his head.

No one has ever seen Zhao Ping's appearance yet.

Someone looked at Zhao Yi and asked him, and Zhao Yi didn't know either, but his uncle today was really scary.

Zhao Yi, who has always been monkey skin, is rarely well-behaved today.

The whole martial arts arena was as quiet as a chicken.

Despite everyone's spirits, there are still people who don't notice that they make the wrong moves.

Then, that person was scolded by Zhao Ping and punished for doing that move a thousand more times.

The rest of them practiced more seriously.

Today's general, it's terrible!

Zhao Yi practiced intervals, and looked at Zhao Ping a lot.

After the afternoon martial arts practice, Zhao Yi inquired and learned that his father had a letter to his uncle.

No year, no festival, no big victory at the moment, what letter to write? And made this man so gloomy and angry.

Zhao Yi pinched his chin and pondered, and muttered, "Eighty percent is related to that woman again." ”

"What are you muttering about there alone?" Mrs. Zhao walked over and heard it and asked casually.

Zhao Yi's eyes rolled around, and he smiled: "It's nothing, it's nothing, it's just that everyone said that the second uncle was so fierce this afternoon." ”

Mrs. Zhao sat down in front of the case, took the paperwork in her hand, and raised her eyes to look at Zhao Yi: "Murderous? Then he laughed: "The murder point is good, the training is to be fierce." ”

"Not ——!" Zhao Yi raised his voice and shouted, "He is in a very wrong state today, I inquired and said that I received a letter from my father at noon." ”

The letters sent by the family have always been from his side, of course he knows about this, but the letter from the eldest son to the second son, he naturally will not read it as a father.

Mrs. Zhao frowned and looked at her grandson, "What's wrong with the letter?" ”

Zhao Yi slipped over from the window, jumped down on the side of the desk and knelt down, and said in a low voice: "I think eighty percent has something to do with An and Wang Ji." ”

Mrs. Zhao looked at Zhao Yi twice, "What does your father's letter have to do with An and Wang Ji?" ”

"I can't think of anything other than that woman that could make my uncle so angry." Zhao Yi held his cheeks with his hands and sighed old-fashionedly.

Mrs. Zhao: "......"

In the evening, Zhao Ping sat at the table for a long time, spread paper and ink, wrote letters, wrote one by one, and simply threw the pen into the pen basket at the end.

She didn't care about him, what did he do to write to the past?

Hot face sticks to people's cold ass!

Last year, I kept saying that I remembered his birthday, but this year, it's July, not to mention gifts, and I haven't seen her write to ask. Qingfeng Literature

Scold!

A woman's mouth, a deceitful ghost!

Zhao Ping threw the paper in his hand into a ball and threw it all into the incense burner to burn.

What to write and sleep!

……

Ning Yu really forgot Zhao Ping's birthday, since mid-April when he sent the pig and sheep over, and sent a letter by the way, Ning Yu has not written to Zhao Ping again.

In mid-May, I received a thank you letter from Zhao Ping, but she has been busy with innovation, and she was so busy that she didn't reply.

Finally, the innovation was busy, and Ning Tao provoked trouble. By the time Ning Tao's matter was dealt with, it had already been July.

Innovation is a tortuous and difficult task, which cannot be completed overnight, although there are some eyebrows, but Ning Yu still does not dare to relax.

In mid-August, the good news was reported again in the border areas.

Reclaim and merge the state!

This is the biggest good news since the start of the war, thirteen cities in one state.

This time, I took back thirteen cities at once!

Yi Wangle's mouth can't be closed.

The DPRK and China were full of joy and joy.

After the crown prince went down to court, he shared the good news with Ning Yu.

Ning Yu already knew that Phantom would often go to the Jinluan Palace to inquire about the content of the court meeting. I also went today, and brought this good news back to Ning Yu early.

However, listening to Ning Ze's words, Ning Yu was still very happy, and listened with his hands on his cheeks, his eyebrows and eyes crooked.

"According to the battle report on Mrs. Zhao, Qing'an has made great contributions this time." Ning Zedao.

Of course Ning Yu knew.

Zhao Ping: He's always been very powerful!

Ning Yu is honored, her eyebrows are crooked, her eyes are bright, and her face is full of unconcealable pleasure.

Ning Ze glanced at Ning Yu a few times and couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and stopped as soon as his smile was revealed.

The incident in front of the face is so big, will Qing'an already know? Will you dislike Jiaojiao if you know it?

How many men in this world don't care about this......

When he goes back, he repairs a book and explains it to him?

"What's wrong with my brother?" Ning Yu saw Ning Ze's face full of sadness, and couldn't help asking, "But you're not feeling well?" ”

Ning Ze shook his head and smiled gently: "I'm fine, Jiaojiao doesn't have to worry." ”

"It's almost noon, do you want to eat with my brother?" Ning Yu asked.

"No need, Ah Hua is waiting for me at home." Ning Ze got up, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously brought a gentle smile.

He stretched out his hand and pressed Ning Yu, who was about to follow, "Jiaojiao, you rest, don't send me politely, you have worked too hard during this time." ”

Ning Yu smiled "um" and watched Ning Ze leave.

"General Zhao is so powerful, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is also full of praise for him!" Phantom complimented.

"General Zhao is already powerful, when has our Wang Ji seen the wrong eye?" Lu Ruo mixed a sentence of fantasy color, and handed the herbal tea to Ning Yu.

Ning Yu took the herbal tea, took a sip, held the cup and chuckled, listening to the two palace maids arguing, but her thoughts gradually drifted away.

The letter should have been delivered to Wang Ji's mansion, and it should be sent to the palace in the afternoon.

Counting, she hasn't written to Zhao Ping for four months.

And Zhao Ping, since the letter in mid-May, has not written again.

Ning Yu lowered her eyebrows, and her cheeks bulged out invisibly, inexplicably unhappy.

After finishing the meal at noon, Ning Yu went into the study to deal with government affairs, but her mind drifted away from time to time.