"Evening breeze, do you like this?"

"Evening breeze, let's buy this gadget back, put it in the house, it's so beautiful."

"Evening breeze, come on, come on, this is for you, and my father and mother have it."

Ever since Song Wanfeng woke up, Chu Ziyu has been sticking to Song Wanfeng's side, shushing the cold and asking for warmth.

These days, Song Wanfeng's body is a little weak, and she hasn't completely recovered.

Drowsiness and no appetite, it can make Chu Ziyu anxious, and let people go out to search for strange things all day long.

The posts handed over by all kinds of people in various prefectures were all politely rejected, and they were wholeheartedly glued to Song Wanfeng's side.

"Ziyu, I want to go out and breathe." Song Wanfeng held back in the house for most of the month, eating a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and her body gradually improved.

However, such a day is also very boring.

Eat when you wake up, sleep when you eat, stay in the yard all day, go out for a walk, and follow Chu Ziyu all the time.

"Where are you going to breathe?" Chu Ziyu thought for a while, Song Wanfeng was also suffocated during this time, and it was not impossible to go out with him to steal breathe.

Song Wanfeng heard Chu Ziyu breathe a sigh of relief, and her eyes instantly lit up.

"I want to go out on the streets." Song Wanfeng said.

Seeing Song Wanfeng happy for a moment, Chu Ziyu was also a little helpless.

She is like a great enemy for her safety, and this little girl has always wanted to go out to play.

Chu Ziyu was a little helpless.

"Then you go clean up." As soon as Chu Ziyu finished saying this, Song Wanfeng jumped up directly and ran in to pluck him.

"Let's go out and play." Chu Ziyu looked at Song Wanfeng's departing back with doting eyes, and made up for the unfinished words.

Chu Ziyu and Song Wanfeng went out with Liuli and Zhou.

The three of them followed Song Wanfeng's side one after the other, but they did not reduce Song Wanfeng's interest in shopping.

She walked to a brown sugar glutinous rice stall and said to Chu Ziyu, "The glutinous rice dumplings from the same building that you brought back last time are not delicious at all, and the sugar on them is not sweet at all." ”

Song Wanfeng was a little proud to show off something terrible to Chu Ziyu, "This kind of brown sugar glutinous rice cake on the side of the road is sweet." ”

"That's what Madame said." Chu Ziyu looked at Song Wanfeng with a doting face, and said, "Zhou Yan! ”

Zhou Yan immediately understood, took out the money bag from his arms, and handed it to the vendor owner.

Song Wanfeng waited for the fried hot glutinous rice dumplings to come out of the pot, and stood aside leisurely watching the people coming and going on the street.

Her peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of a little boy behind a pillar.

The little boy is not very old, five or six years old, the two balls of baby fat on his face have not yet faded, and his body is thinner than that of ordinary children.

The boy's eyes were clear, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva as he watched the vendor owner just fry the hot glutinous rice cakes.

"Look at the kids there." Song Wanfeng pulled Chu Ziyu's sleeve with her hand, pointed at the little boy and said.

It's really not that Song Wanfeng's mother's love is overflowing, the child is really good-looking, but he doesn't know how to dress it and it's a little tattered.

"Boy, come here." Chu Ziyu clapped his hands, attracted the child's attention, and called him over.

The little one hesitated and stepped out from behind the pillar.

"What's your name, kid?" Chu Ziyu squatted down and looked at the little boy levelly.

The little boy's gaze was withdrawn from the busy vendor owner, he glanced at Chu Ziyu, and replied obediently, "My mother called me Yun'er." ”

The little boy's soft and glutinous voice suddenly hit Song Wanfeng's voice.

remembered the way he looked at the glutinous eyes just now, and turned around that the boss was just done.

The boss filled the bag and handed it to Song Wanfeng, who also squatted down and looked at the little boy with a gentle face, "Do you want to eat this?" ”

The little boy nodded obediently and let out an "um" from his throat.

Song Wanfeng handed the glutinous rice to the little boy and watched him take a small bite.

The brilliance of maternal love in her eyes instantly radiated, and she asked gently, "Where did you come from?" ”

"My family is at the border, and I came to the capital with my father and mother to avoid the plague before." The little boy chewed on the glutinous rice cake in his mouth and said vaguely.

"It's been so long since the plague passed, why don't you go back." Song Wanfeng also asked casually, but she didn't expect the child's next words to make her slightly heavy.

"Those bearded uncles next door were fighting with my uncles in my hometown, and my mother said it was terrible, so I didn't go back."

Many men on the border of Qi have a lot of beards, which is a symbol of masculinity.

From this point of view, Qi Peicui and Qi Peiying have returned to Qi State.

The royal family of the State of Qi already felt that a married prince was not worthy of Qi Peicui, but as a result, the State of Chu not only did not know how to climb the pole, but also drove their envoys back.

This is a great insult, therefore, a war was waged on the border.

Since ancient times, it has been the people who suffer from war.

The last time the plague spread unchecked, forcing the people at the border to leave their hometowns, this time because of the war, they could not go back.

Such a young child has to be displaced, and he does not know what to do with the children who have lost their parents in the plague and war.

"Yun'er." A female voice not far away shouted loudly.

When the little boy heard the voice, he turned his head to look at a woman in a coarse sack in the crowd, and cried out in a milky voice, "Mother." ”

He turned his head and smiled at Song Wanfeng and Chu Ziyu, and said, "Thank you for the little sister and little brother, my mother told me to go home." Until next time. ”

The child turned around and ran towards the woman, looked back at Chu Ziyu and Song Wanfeng in three steps, and waved at them when she met her mother.

Song Wanfeng's heart was extremely uncomfortable.

He did return to Chu Ziyu's side and returned to the home of Lin'an Palace, but because of this, more people lost the opportunity to go home.

"Let's go back, we're tired." Song Wanfeng said, looking a little lonely.

Chu Ziyu took Song Wanfeng's emotional changes into his eyes and thought to himself.

Several people returned to the mansion, and when they had dinner, Song Wanfeng had been thinking about that question, thinking about whether there was a way to stop the war, so they ate less.

After eating, Chu Ziyu sent Song Wanfeng back to the house.

Chu Ziyu stood outside the door, looked at Song Wanfeng's somewhat frowning brows, and said, "Wanfeng, I know you are blaming yourself." ”

Song Wanfeng looked at Chu Ziyu, although she didn't want him to worry, she still couldn't deny it.

"You don't have to blame yourself, you are the most important thing in my heart. I'll take responsibility for my actions, and I'll take care of the rest. ”

Chu Ziyu has an inexplicable ability.

Somebody else is standing there and telling you that he's there.

You'll feel a special sense of ease.

Song Wanfeng slept well that night, and when she woke up, Chu Ziyu was not there, which made her a little surprised.

At this time, Chu Ziyu was above the court, waiting for the emperor to mention the war at the border pass.

"Since the two brothers and sisters of Qi returned to Qi State, the soldiers of Qi State were only harassing our country's border gates at first, but now they are directly moving." The emperor sat on the throne and said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone understood that the war was about to begin.

"Can someone recommend themselves?"

As soon as the emperor's words came out, Chu Mohan stood up, saluted and said, "Erchen is willing to go." ”

This Chu Mohan has been competing with Chu Moxiao for the throne, and everyone knows that the choice of the prince is naturally good for the people.

There is nothing more important than fighting a beautiful victory for the Chu State on the battlefield and ending the pain of the war for the people as soon as possible.

Of course, Chu Ziyu also knew Chu Mohan's thoughts.

Chu Mohan was just a prince who dared to be so presumptuous, and although there was no substantial evidence for participating in the kidnapping of Song Wanfeng, both of them knew it in their hearts.

If it is true that the Chu State will rule with such a person behind its back in the future, the evening breeze will be in danger.

Moreover, he had promised that Song Wanfeng would be responsible for this matter, so Chu Ziyu naturally had to take some action.

He stepped forward, saluted and said, "The fourth prince is the pillar of the Chu State, so naturally there can't be a little mistake, so I'd better go." ”

"The princess has only experienced such a thing as kidnapping, can't His Royal Highness accompany her more?" Although Chu Mohan was not happy to say this, for the sake of the throne, he could only find such a reason.

"At this time, because of the private affairs of my husband and wife and the three princes and princesses of Qi State, now that the two countries are at war, how can I sit idly by." Chu Ziyu replied unceremoniously.

The emperor was a little relieved to see Chu Ziyu and Chu Mohan fighting to go to the battlefield, and said after weighing it, "Then I look forward to the triumphant return of the prince." ”

Chu Mohan glanced at Chu Ziyu angrily, turned around and left.

The news that Chu Ziyu was going to fight was reported back to the Lin'an Palace, and when he went back, he saw Wei Shurou and Song Wanfeng standing at the door.

Before Chu Ziyu got out of the car and stood firm, Song Wanfeng walked to Chu Ziyu's side with a slight anger, "Why do you take the initiative to apply." ”

Chu Ziyu was a little helpless, and reached out to pull the cloak on Song Wanfeng's body, "Don't get cold, let's go in and talk." ”

was appeased by Chu Ziyu's gentle movements, and Song Wanfeng's anger instantly disappeared by half.

"Let's talk about it now." Just stepped into the door, Song Wanfeng asked eagerly.

"Yesterday, I know you feel guilty. What those two brothers did was related to the majesty of our country, and naturally they could not back down. This battle has to be fought, and if we want to live in our hearts, we can only work side by side with them. ”

Song Wanfeng is not an unreasonable person, Chu Ziyu's words are not unreasonable, and Song Wanfeng's anger has also been suppressed.

"Besides, ma'am, I'm not too young. You can't always take the national grain, eat and wait for death with the title of the prince. You should always do something, otherwise you will be criticized. Chu Ziyu saw that Song Wanfeng's extension had loosened, and he knew that this matter was stable.

"You're right." Song Wanfeng relieved her mouth, looked at Chu Ziyu, and thought for a moment.

The battlefield is chaotic, and he is also responsible for it, he has been on the battlefield in his previous life, and he is more experienced, and he knows how to fight, so he is naturally more experienced than Chu Ziyu seems to be in this book.