Over the years, Aunt Qin and Xiaolian often helped her read letters and speech notebooks to her.

It's just that after Aunt Qin opened the envelope, she frowned when she saw the contents of the letter.

also gave Qian Yan a hint in advance, "Niangniang, I think the emperor is busy on the battlefield, and the content of the letter is a little brief." ”

Tilt Yan: "It's okay, you can read it." ”

Aunt Qin nodded, cleared her throat again, and read the contents of the letter:

"My concubine is poured.

Today is your birthday, this army is in chaos, and there are no good things at the border.

A few days ago, after winning the battle, I walked around the border pass and found a plum growing on the edge of a cliff.

I thought it was pretty good, so I brought you a small one.

Everything is fine at the border, and you have to take care of yourself in Beijing.

Don't get tired.

Don't eat spicy.

Add more charcoal.

Dress up when it's cold.

Ying Zhan"

Xiaolian: "Gone?" ”

Aunt Qin: "It's gone." ”

Speaking of this, Aunt Qin suddenly thought of something, so she took it out of the envelope.

Then, she took out a small plum plant in the envelope.

Aunt Qin walked to the side of the bed and handed the plum to Tanyan, "Niangniang, look, this is the plum that the emperor said in his letter." ”

Qian Yan took the plum handed by Aunt Qin.

I saw that the plum was only the size of a palm, just enough to fit in an envelope, but it was also flattened by the envelope.

There are two flowers on it, and the flowers are yellow like wax.

This plum was sent to the palace from the border gate, and it has become a plant specimen.

Tilt Yan put the flower on the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently, there was a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

On the side, Aunt Qin glanced at Xiaolian.

I finally waited for a letter from the emperor, or my mother's birthday.

She thought that the emperor would write some romantic letters like those romantic talents, who knows that it will only be a few lines.

Xiaolian understood the meaning in Aunt Qin's eyes, and immediately said: "Niangniang, it is estimated that the emperor is very busy at the border pass, think about it, there have been frequent good news at the border pass recently, and he must be busy fighting with Nanyuan Kingdom." ”

"The emperor is such a busy man, the emperor didn't give them a letter on the birthday of the concubines next to him, but he wrote a letter to you on your birthday, and picked a plum blossom by the cliff and sandwiched it in an envelope, which is unique."

"......"

Xiaolian: "This plum is grown in the border pass, the emperor said that it looks good, but it will be given to you, this is a secret poke and poke to praise you for your good looks, the key is such a beautiful flower, he only gives it to you, this affection is not ordinary." ”

"The letter said don't be tired, that's because the emperor knows that you have worked hard for the affairs of the Medical Pavilion, and now you are a concubine again, and you are in charge of the harem with Concubine Wen, and the emperor sympathizes with you for being too tired."

"The emperor also knows that you like to eat spicy, this winter is dry, and eating too much spicy is easy to get angry, so I told you not to eat spicy."

"As for 'adding more charcoal' and 'adding clothes to the cold weather', now on the winter solstice, the emperor knows that the capital is cold, so let you pay more attention to keeping warm, don't catch the wind cold, and don't you have a cold wind, and the emperor has always wanted you to have another prince? You have to take care of your health, and when the emperor comes back in the future, you can add another little prince." ”

After listening to this, Aunt Qin was very satisfied with Xiaolian's statement.

She nodded and agreed: "Yes, the emperor must mean Xiaolian, but the emperor has always been taciturn and not good at expressing it." ”

Qian Yan glanced at Xiaolian and Aunt Qin speechlessly.

Then, she said to Aunt Qin, "You bring the letter to me to see." ”

Aunt Qin handed the letter to Qian Yan.

After taking it, she carefully looked at the content of the letter, and it was indeed exactly the same as what Aunt Qin said.

However, the handwriting on it is different.

She had seen the emperor's words, the pen walked the dragon and the snake, the iron drew the silver hook, and each stroke was sonorous and powerful.

But although these handwriting are his words, the strokes are not so powerful.

A thought flashed through Tilt Yan's mind, the battlefield swords and arrows have no eyes, this man shouldn't be injured, right?

However, there was no mention in the letter of whether he was injured or not, only "Everything is fine at the border", could it be that he reported good news or bad news?

Tilting Yan stuffed the plum into the envelope, "Okay, you put this letter away and rest early." ”

Soon after the winter solstice, it is the New Year.

At the beginning of the ninth year of Yuanrui, the harem celebrated the New Year happily under the auspices of Qian Yan and Concubine Wen.

As for this year's Xiu Girl election, it is said that the emperor wrote a letter to the Ministry of Rites, saying that the plague was rampant last year, and now that the war is tight, he will not spend too much money on other things.

In addition, the emperor is not in the capital, so the southern country is the first power, and if you want to win it completely, you don't know how many years this battle will take.

Therefore, the nine-year show girl election of Yuan Rui was canceled.

Some ordinary women of the right age can marry on their own.

But those noble girls in famous families, even when they are old, they can't get married, and they have to wait for the next show girl election to become royal women.

Even if they can't become the emperor's concubines, they have to marry with the royal family.

Otherwise, those big families will join forces, and I don't know if they will become the next self-reliant kings in the future!

Just like this, the harem concubines all wondered how happy they were.

However, the border is a different story.

In the new year, the fighting at the border has become more and more anxious.

Both the northern and southern kingdoms suffered heavy losses in their troops, and each other's generals were more or less seriously wounded.

The king of Qi of the Southern Plains Kingdom died on the battlefield.

Shen Qing of the northern bordering country, Emperor Lindi of the north, and King Huainan were all seriously injured.

Among them, King Huainan was the most seriously injured!

At this moment, Ying Zhan was sitting in the tent with his eyes closed.

The armor on his body had long since faded, and he was wearing only an ink-colored brocade robe.

Even if the brocade robe was ink-colored, there were deep and shallow blood marks.

There was a strong smell of blood on his body.

Especially in his chest, there were two arrows stuck in his chest.

It looks close to the heart, and I don't know if it hurts the heart.

The maids and servants in the house stood aside with clean clothes and basins.

A male imperial physician is cutting his clothes with scissors.

Because there are many wounds and clothes that stick together.

After the imperial doctor cut the clothes, he saw that the emperor was drenched in blood.

Large and small wounds covered the man's strong body, which was shocking to see.

Especially the two arrows in front of the chest, trembling, make people feel frightened.

However, even if he was scarred, Emperor Beilin still sat there straight.

Just when the imperial doctor was frightened, Ying Zhan closed his eyes and said, "Just pull out these two arrows." ”

Imperial Doctor: "Your Majesty, these two arrows can't be pulled out directly, and the ministers have to give anesthetics first." ”

Ying Zhan: "Won't the anesthetic affect the nerves, and you can't go to the battlefield immediately?" ”

Imperial Doctor: "It stands to reason that after taking anesthetic, you really can't fight in a short period of time, but you're injured like this, even if you don't use anesthetic, you can't go to the battlefield again......"

"Less nonsense!" Ying Zhan opened her eyes, her dark ink pupils looked tired, the whites of her eyes were bloodshot, and her eyes exuded murderous aura.