It's not that she doesn't want to forgive her father, but now that she is the apprentice of the medical god Wan Min, and she sits in the Jishi Medical Hall left behind by him, the medical hall can't do without her, and she can't leave here.

Returning to the palace, it means that she will never be able to show her head like this again, and her identity will be known by then.

"Okay." Unexpectedly, Prince Shun's attitude was very kind, and he said: "Since you don't want to forgive your father and don't want to come back, I won't force it." ”

Before leaving, he stretched out his hand and wanted to say something, but he knew that no matter how much he said, it would be futile, so he turned around and left with his henchman.

Leng Qing turned around and looked at his father's much older back until he disappeared.

After a long time, she wiped the tears in her eyes and said to the outer hall: "Little Liuzi, come in!" ”

Xiao Liuzi, who was stunned in the outer hall, heard Leng Qing shouting his name, and hurriedly ran in, but when he thought of the identity of the other party, he was at a loss: "Sister Leng....... Doctor Leng, are you looking for me? ”

Hearing Xiao Liuzi's tone with obviously more different meanings, Leng Qing felt irritable in his heart: "Fang Cai, you are not allowed to leak a word of what you hear, have you heard?" ”

"Uh, hey, okay, I understand!" Xiao Liuzi agreed very knowingly.

Leng Qing sighed, rubbed the corners of his forehead, and waved his hand: "You go out." ”

Xiao Liuzi nodded and walked out quietly.

Outside, several doctors went home early for dinner, and Xiao Liuzi and other medicine boys guarded the empty medicine hall.

From time to time, cold wind blew through the door curtain, dispelling the strong smell of herbs in the air.

The war in northern Xinjiang has been completely spread among the people, and the streets and alleys are talking about this matter, of course, the people are paying more attention to Lou Zhan, who is about to take command of the expedition.

Not long after the wedding, they will be put on the battlefield, which is undoubtedly very unfortunate in the eyes of the people.

Moreover, hearing that the envoys of the Lin Kingdom were still in the Bafang Mansion in the imperial city, the people were even more puzzled, but some people were already angry.

Lin Guo is too hateful, on the surface, he came to ask for relatives, but it turned out that he was stationing troops on the border of Dayan behind his back.

There were also people who thought of joining the army, but the imperial court did not recruit soldiers.

In the Xishan Battalion, a small part of the soldiers followed the old emperor to fight in all directions in the early years, and most of the rest were recruited after the establishment of the Great Yan Dynasty.

For the general personally promoted by the emperor, most of the generals were convinced, and as for whether there was anyone who was not convinced, I don't know.

Lou Zhan came here today to select elite soldiers as the vanguard and go to northern Xinjiang with him.

As for the large army, in order not to arouse the suspicion of the remnants of the previous dynasty, it is natural to go on the road, but it is only as a backup.

All the soldiers in the Xishan camp were already neatly arranged in the valley, and they looked at the people standing on the high places in front of them, and their faces were full of awe.

High in front, the person standing at the front was a young man, Lou Zhan.

With his back to the mountains, he was in a great position.

He personally supervised this selection, and it was imperative to select the best officers and men of the whole army to follow him.

The banner flew in the air, and the general holding the banner gave an order to raise the banner higher.

"Let's go!"

In an instant, all the soldiers below fought one-on-one, and after defeating the opponent, they could be promoted to the next one.

In this way, until the end, Lou Zhan wanted to select 1,000 people from the more than 100,000 soldiers as the vanguard force.

Another order was given, and the banner fell.

Many of the soldiers immediately stopped all their movements and waited for instructions.

The soldiers who had won all stood in the center of the field, while the rest got up and leaned to the side.

Then, the next one.

And just like that, until dusk, a thousand people came to the fore.

Lou Zhan looked at them one by one and nodded with satisfaction.

"In two days, you will set off with me!"

He said this and left.

Lou Zhan returned to the Taishi Mansion non-stop, and saw his little wife sitting under the lamp and candle, and the two maids were not there.

"Husband, you're back."

"Why don't you stop?" He took her hand and noticed something in her hand.

"What is this?" He asked.

Yirong spread out her palm, a delicate object was lying on it, and she smiled softly: "This is the peace charm I asked for in Ci'an Temple, and the monk said that this thing is spiritual." ”

She couldn't wait to put it on him, and her two arms wrapped around his neck, but she saw that his lowered phoenix eyes were overflowing with different feelings than before.

"Rong'er." He called her softly, his thin lips slightly open, as if to kiss her.

The husband's face was close in front of him, and Yirong's heart was about to jump out.

She jerked her arms back and curled up in his arms, her face flushed.

At some point, his eyes returned to indifference, and he suddenly hugged her body.

"Rong'er......" he muttered in a low voice, slowly closing his eyes.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again, but saw that his little wife was already tired and asleep, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, which was very sweet.

His chest was instantly filled with endless tenderness, which slowly opened his heart a little...... He gently laid his little wife on the bed, took off the peace charm she was holding, and then covered the quilt.

The little wife slept peacefully, not knowing all this, and still had a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

He leaned over and placed a tender kiss on the corner of her mouth.

Bai Yirong slept very peacefully this night, and slept until dawn, without dreams to disturb her.

When I woke up, I didn't see my husband.

She looked at the empty room in a daze, and her heart was extremely lost.

When I got out of bed, I saw a familiar hairpin on the table, pure throughout, with a piece of letter paper pressed underneath.

Yirong picked up the hosta, only glanced at it, then put it aside, picked up the letter and looked at it carefully. On this is the handwriting of the husband, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, majestic, the same as his person.

The letter said that he would say goodbye to-day, and that he would leave early tomorrow morning, so that she should not miss him, and that the hairpin was picked up by him, and that she had unintentionally dropped it on the day they first met.

Yirong looked at his handwriting blankly, imagining how he felt when he wrote this letter last night while she was asleep.

She stretched out her white fingers, stroked the words, and slowly shed tears.

The husband is gone......

This hairpin turned out to be picked up by him, so the person he met at the Lantern Festival that day must have been him.

At that time, she thought he was a hero who saw uneven roads, and thought that he left after saving her, but she didn't expect it, she didn't expect it...... It's him.

Is this fate?

Going around and around, the hairpin still returned to her hand.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, she put the hairpin on her thick black hair, on which the plum blossom bloomed, elegant, loyal, and strong.

Imagining that her husband was behind her at this time, she smiled and looked at the person in the bronze mirror, and traced her eyebrows with Shi Dai one by one.

Husband......