That night, Gao Xianzhi was sitting alone in the military tent, holding a book of soldiers and being distracted. He didn't remember how long he had been here, although he was bent on concentrating, but he didn't know what was going on today, his mind was extremely fluctuating, and he didn't read half a word for most of the day, only a burst of tiredness came out of his eyes, which made his whole person feel bad.

That's it, let's rest early. Subconsciously rubbing his forehead, Gao Xianzhi remembered the words that Gao An had been repeating these days, and finally had to put down the scroll in his hand with a wry smile, stretched his waist, and was about to stand up, but he heard a very hurried footstep outside the tent. Moreover, listening to the direction, it is clear that it is coming towards me.

Who could it be at such a late hour? Could it be that something happened in Beijing? Two long ink-dyed eyebrows frowned, Gao Xianzhi raised his head and looked at the door steadily. And the next moment, the curtain that was originally hanging was lifted from the outside, and Gao An, who was soaked in cold and dew, walked in quickly, but the expression on his face was rarely a little suspicious: "General, the last general...... Received a letter. ”

"Huh?" Gao Xianzhi looked at the thing he was holding tightly in his hand, and the unformed solemnity between his eyebrows also changed in an instant: "Is it sent from the Divine Capital?" "Even then, there's no need to make such a fuss, right? Since he came here, he doesn't know how many letters he has to receive every day, there are all kinds of forces and all kinds of purposes, Gao An should have been used to it a long time ago, why has it become so strange now.

"Not really." Gao An scratched his head, and then grabbed the strange letter in his hand that was covered with fire paint and did not have a single word of explanation, and for a while he was struggling with whether to hand it over to Gao Xianzhi. After all, the origin of this thing is too unclear, and he always feels that something is wrong with handing it to his master so loudly. But the person who sent the letter was eager and sincere between the lines, and before his mind could react, his heart was the first to be moved by him. By the time he fully came to his senses, the others were already standing in front of Gao Xianzhi, and it was too late to withdraw quietly.

After thinking about it carefully under Gao Xianzhi's inquiring gaze, Gao An still decided to tell the truth: "The last general doesn't know what it is, but this letter came strangely, and it was not signed or signed. The person who sent the letter told him thousands of times, only that he said that it must be handed over to you. He was also afraid that if there was really something urgent, and he didn't know what to do, and he was delayed at hand, it would be really bad.

There is no signature and no signature...... Gao Xianzhi's gaze fell on the ordinary yellow envelope, but his slender hand had already stretched out: "Give it to me." The mysterious figure in the field really aroused his curiosity. Moreover, how important is it to the things that must be handed over to oneself? Anyway, the night was long, and he had nothing to do, so he simply solved this puzzle, which was considered a pastime.

"Yes." Gao An secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and while handing it over, he continued on the topic just now: "At the end of dusk today, I will go to the city to buy daily necessities for you, the general, and I met a caravan at the door of the clothing store. This letter was given to the last general by the head of the caravan. Although there is a definite interval between him going to the city to purchase, basically no one will know about this except for those in the army who are familiar with him, so that person thinks he has been waiting for him to appear. But how could the leader of a caravan know himself? He is just a deputy general, and his reputation is not obvious, even those who have seen Gao Xianzhi may not remember him. The man came up and went past him and pointed directly at his master, apparently having the relevant information beforehand. In short, no matter how he thought about this matter, he felt weird, and even had a faint shudder, and there was no other way to think of it except to explain it to him.

"The head of the caravan?" Methodically opening the letter, Gao Xianzhi was still distracted and pondering Gao An's words: "Is it from the Tang Dynasty or from the Western Regions?" "He'd never befriended any merchants, and he didn't remember any contact with them, so where did this messenger come from? Could it be that it's the old man on my father's side?

The ancestors of the Gao family were Xianbei people, and they were also active outside the Sai for a time in the past, and it was not until later that they slowly merged into the army and developed what they are today. However, he had never heard a word of this from the tall house, and that didn't seem to make sense. After all, this is not something to be seen and there is no need to hide it, so who will be the person who wrote the letter?

Gao Xianzhi pondered as he pulled out the letter without hesitation. When he saw the graceful handwriting on it, he almost subconsciously held his breath, lest everything he saw in front of him was just a dream, and if he was not careful, he would be as dusty as the fragments of his previous dreams. However, when his slightly trembling hand caressed the paper, and the thin but incomparably real touch appeared on his fingertips, his heartbeat still accelerated uncontrollably.

Actually...... It's true...... This letter, this mysterious letter that appeared in front of him inexplicably, turned out to be ......

"General, what's wrong with you?" Almost trembling at the fact that the originally calm expression of the person in front of him shattered in a few breaths, and then became distorted and hideous, Gao An couldn't help but take a few steps forward, and even had a subtle urge to take the letter back: "General, don't scare the general, but is there anything wrong with this letter?" "Although the current situation is calm, the Northwest Camp is also in good order, but who is Gao Xianzhi? How can you afford to make a mistake? If there was something wrong with what he had brought into the camp, he would not be able to atone for his sins even if he died.

"Tell me, is it the Tang Dynasty or the Western Regions who handed you the letter?!" Without raising his eyes, Gao Xianzhi had to use all his strength to restrain the violently surging emotions in his heart: "Gao An, tell me!" ”

"Yes...... He is a man of Western Regions ancestry. I don't know where Gao Xianzhi's bizarre performance came from, Gao An was stunned for a moment before answering such a sentence in a stiff voice.

"So, it's supposed to be her person?" Without getting the expected answer, Gao Xianzhi's expression, which could be called fanatical, froze for a moment, and then eased up again. Tapping his forehead with his hand, the handsome man showed a bitter smile in the dim candlelight: "It's me who is stupid, with her current status, how could she appear here in person......"