There are more than 100,000 people in the Mingtai campus, but now in Qi Bingyu's eyes, there is only one woman left on the Pingqi Drum Platform in the distance, who is dressed in white and snow, and her long hair is as flowing and soft as splashing ink.

The autumn sun shone on her, she stood on the drum platform, in the middle of the school field, level with the bright platform, like a fairy descending to earth.

The distance between the drum platform and the Ming platform is too far, and Qi Bingyu can't really see it, but the bright facial features and delicate figure are indeed like his dead wife.

Qi Bingyu grabbed the fence on the Ming Platform with his hand tightly, the sound of war drums was endless, and he called softly in the sound of war drums that shook the world: "Fushuang..."

He looked at the woman in white, his eyes couldn't help but moisten, he looked at the woman in a trance, and looked at the woman affectionately, as if he poured all his debts to Lu Fushuang into this.

Xia Rongxin came back to her senses, looked at the emperor who was about to throw her body out in front of her, her fingers twisted her handkerchief, and she couldn't help but worry about getting angry.

Xia Rongxin raised her eyes to look at the white-clothed woman standing in the middle of the school field on the Pingqi drum platform, between the 100,000 army, the distance was too far to see real, but in a vague trance, she could really see Lu Fushuang's figure.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve many years ago, Lu Fushuang was also dressed in holy snow white, with her hair scattered, standing barefoot on the Yaochi light boat, and dancing poured the king's heart, which made the emperor still miss her after so many years.

Xia Rongxin stared at the woman in white, her hands were clenched into fists tightly, her nails were almost embedded in the flesh, she couldn't forget, she couldn't forget the woman who had been above her head for more than ten years, she looked at the woman in white, her teeth itched with hatred, as if she had returned to the days when she was worse than dead.

Now after so many years, Fang is still complacent that the emperor has put her in a position as important as the queen, but now when I see people similar to Lu Fushuang, I look like I yearn for her affectionately.

After so many years, Xia Rongxin's face has been crawling with traces of time, Rao is still not as good as the twenty-eight girl when she searches for the secret technique that can stay in the face, but look at the figure in the distance, like a shock, graceful like a dragon, a graceful girl, Rao is Lu Fushuang is alive, and she can't compare to that woman.

Qi Jingyang squinted his eyes and frowned at the white-clothed girl standing in the wind on the drum platform in the distance, he suddenly didn't recognize him as the queen mother very sensibly, just thinking that someone would deliberately wear the same clothes as the queen mother to show his father?

"Your Majesty..."The 100,000 army going out on the expedition was a solemn thing, but Qi Bingyu's distraught appearance was really out of character, and Xia Rongxin didn't want Qi Bingyu to look at the woman in white anymore, so she reminded the emperor loudly, "The soldiers of the three armies are waiting for the emperor to see it." ”

Qi Bingyu came back to his senses at this time, settled down, looked at the 100,000 army with a solemn expression, and solemnly stood on the bright platform to see them off.

Qi Jingqin and Liang Fengmian solemnly walked in the forefront of the team, 100,000 troops walked out of the Xuanwu Gate, walked through the ten-mile long street, walked out of the capital, 100,000 soldiers walked towards the city with high spirits, along the way the government was full of notices to make way for the army, copy the nearest official road and quickly arrived at the battlefield of Shanzhou, all the way the people welcomed the road, the Daliang army heard that Liang Fengmian personally led the army to fight, and couldn't help but be afraid.

Liang Huanqing looked at the figure of his father and husband drifting apart, and couldn't help but feel in a trance, and her heart ached violently, as if she was going to faint in the next second.

Qi Wangshu looked at Liang Huanqing's pale face and bloodless lips, hurriedly went over to support her, and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, they will definitely return triumphantly." ”

Liang Huanqing looked at Qi Wangshu with a sad face, his eyes rolling in his sockets.

Qi Wangshu nodded, patted her on the back, and said softly: "Don't worry, General Liang is so powerful, he will definitely be fine, you just need to take care of yourself and don't let them worry, isn't Liang Liang still in Beijing?" General Liang will definitely get in touch with him at any time, you don't have to worry. ”

Liang Huanqing raised his hand to cover his mouth and nodded, for fear that he would cry.

When the 100,000 troops left the Mingtai campus in an orderly manner, the sound of war drums and horns slowly stopped, and the tambourine on the Mingtai sounded leisurely.

The twelve girls on the drum platform were barefoot and draped in their hair, step by step down the drum platform, and walked out of the Xuanwu Gate with the army of 100,000 people.

Qi Bingyu looked at the back that was gradually moving away, and couldn't help but reminisce about the past.

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As soon as the festival ended, Qi Jingyang asked Zhao Peiyu to go back to the East Palace first, and he hurried to find his uncle Lu Gaohong, his intuition told him that the girl on the Pingqi drum platform who was dressed in holy snow white clothes and dressed like the queen mother must have a great relationship with his uncle.

"Uncle! Uncle! Qi Jingyang finished the ceremony, didn't even change the prince's dress, and hurriedly shouted as soon as he entered the prime minister's mansion.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the Prince, don't shout." As the old housekeeper of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Fang Lu hurriedly ran out and persuaded him.

"Where's the prime minister!" Qi Jingyang looked at Fang Lu and asked anxiously as he grabbed him.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince forgives his sins, and the prime minister is in the study." Fang Lu, who was tightly grasping his collar, was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he hurriedly pointed in the direction of the study and said.

Qi Jingyang let go of Fang Lu and strode towards the study, the wide and exquisite prince's dress shook out the sound of Xi Xi Suo as he walked, and he shouted as he walked: "Uncle! Uncle! ”

Fang Lu bowed and trotted to keep up with the prince, while persuading hard: "Your Royal Highness the prince, don't shout, your majesty is in the study of the mansion at this time to review the documents, and the adults are not allowed to make a sound when they review the documents and cases on weekdays, Your Highness." ”

"Uncle! Prime minister! Qi Jingyang didn't listen to Fang Lu's dissuasion at all, and still shouted as he walked.

"His Royal Highness the Prince." This shout did not call out Lu Gaohong, but it startled Mrs. Lu, who was worshipping the Buddha in the Buddhist hall.

Qi Jingyang stopped and looked at Mrs. Lu who was walking in front of him, as a junior, he faced Lu Gaohong, whom he admired, Mrs. Yu Lu was also very respectful, he bowed his hand and said, "Uncle." ”

Mrs. Lu bent her knees and blessed her body: "Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince is blessed." ”

Mrs. Lu, as the lady of the first emperor's entitlement, is naturally a model of dignified and virtuous lady.

She asked softly, "Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in a hurry to find the prime minister?" Did something happen at the marching festival? ”

She looked at the dress on Qi Jingyang's body, and probably guessed that he had just finished the Mingtai marching ceremony and rushed to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The marching ceremony, Lu Gaohong should have also attended, but he hesitated that the war on the front line was tight, and there were countless official documents that needed to be reviewed and signed, so in order not to delay the state affairs, he asked the emperor to be absent.

"Xiang Ye is reading documents in the study, usually he doesn't like to be disturbed, why don't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince drink a cup of fragrant tea in the front hall and wait for a while, let Fang Lu go to the study and invite Xiang Ye over." Mrs. Lu saw that Qi Jingyang was reluctant to talk to her, so she proposed to wait in the front hall.

Fang Lu understood the looks, and immediately ran to the study to find Lu Gaohong, Qi Jingyang saw this, so he had to go to the front hall and wait.

Mrs. Lu sent someone to bring a pot of fragrant tea, made a cup for Qi Jingyang with her own hands, and said: "Recently, the state affairs have been heavy, the war is tight, you are busy with state affairs in the court, but you also have to pay attention to your body, now that the autumn equinox, the weather is gradually getting cooler, you should drink more hot tea to warm up." ”

Qi Jingyang nodded: "Thank you aunt for your concern." ”

Mrs. Lu nodded and smiled: "Then the prince will drink a cup of tea first and wait for a while, presumably Xiangye will come soon, you discuss state affairs, and I can't understand it as a woman, so I will retire first." ”

Qi Jingyang stood up and bowed to Mrs. Lu: "Auntie, go slowly." ”

Mrs. Lu bowed in return, then turned and walked out of the front hall.