Xu Qinghuan's eyes fell on Song Chengxuan, and just as he wanted to step forward and ask him if he was injured, he drove his horse to her first.

The short brown was damaged in many places, and there were dried blood stains on his cheeks, so he knew at a glance that he had experienced a vicious battle, and Song Chengxuan's eyes were a little more familiar than before, so he should have remembered the hatred of the Wei Palace.

"I'm about to enter the city ahead, and the emperor ordered the imperial doctor to wait in the city." Xu Qinghuan paused slightly, and looked at Song Chengxuan's armpits, which were stained with blood along with half of his clothes, and the blood stains were obviously not splashed when he killed the enemy.

Song Chengxuan looked at her and frowned slightly, his eyes full of concern and anxiety.

"Are you seriously injured?"

Listening to her voice and looking at her expression, at this moment he seemed to feel a ray of sunshine falling on his shoulder, warm, and the wounds on his body were no longer so painful.

Fourteen years ago he had lost everything, and the people around him had left him, but now he had gained so much, and now he had so much to do, that he had survived just to get revenge.

His father and mother are gone, but there are people waiting for him, worried about him, anxious about him, and willing to walk side by side with him when danger comes.

He will soon be married, a husband, a father, with her by his side, and perhaps a child to continue their bloodline soon.

That's enough.

He has lost a lot, but what he has gained is enough, he should struggle out of those "hatreds", after all, it is cold and sad to huddle in a corner.

At this moment, he really wanted to hug her, maybe it wasn't the time.

The two horses walked side by side, and the wind blew through her clothes, and his hand naturally stretched out as if to hold down the hem of her coat, but his arm gently wrapped his arms around her.

Instead of dodging, she leaned over to his side, her fluttering hair brushing gently against his cheeks, carrying her faint scent.

He couldn't help but stretch his brows slightly frowned, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and in the place where the sun shone the most, he seemed to see his father and mother also looking at him with a smile, their faces full of kindness, and then their figures dispersed with the sun, but they remained in his heart forever.

Rest assured!

My son is good, he can take care of himself and protect the people around him.

I am very long, but it is also very short, and there is no time to share it with resentment.

"I'm fine." Song Chengxuan said softly.

Xu Qinghuan nodded.

The gates are right in front of you.

Song Chengxuan said: "I went to tell the court about the situation of the rebels. ”

Song Chengxuan was about to withdraw his arm as he spoke, Xu Qinghuan reached out and patted the back of his hand gently: "The matter in the palace is over, I am waiting for you outside the yamen to go back to the Song family together." ”

With that, she raised her head and smiled at him.

Song Chengxuan also raised the corners of his mouth: "Okay." ”

The military department Shangshu Hong Chuanting and An Yihou stood on the city wall and stared at the approaching counterinsurgency team.

Seeing that Song Chengxuan was safe and sound, An Yihou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, after King Jian took the clan out of the city, the court ordered him to guard the south city gate, he knew that Song Chengxuan brought insufficient men and horses, and he was afraid that he would face a fierce battle.

said that he was guarding the city gate, but the court did not allow him to mobilize troops and horses, obviously the emperor was still suspicious of him, afraid that he would join forces with Song Chengxuan.

Although I discussed it with Cheng Xuan before, if there are too many rebels, I would rather avoid the edge first, and wait for the imperial reinforcements to arrive before attacking, not risking the danger to kill the enemy, in short, there can be no mistakes.

But he stood here and couldn't wait for the news for a while, and he was unspeakably anxious in his heart, and finally a soldier came back to deliver the news, and King Jian had been killed by Cheng Xuan.

Now that he sees people, he is completely relieved.

The daughter and Song Chengxuan entered the city side by side, and An Yihou felt a little more happy in his heart, although he ...... Some of them don't quite follow the rules, but those don't matter.

The important thing is that they are all well.

"Hmph".

Hong Chuanting glanced at An Yihou: "All the good things in the world are for you to occupy, or I will introduce Cheng Xuan to you." "He has been a talented man for many years, how can he become the fast son-in-law of this old horseman, and the old horseman's beard is about to rise to the sky.

It's good to have such a son-in-law, enough to be proud for half a lifetime.

It's not that he is anxious for his daughter, but he has gone around such a big circle, watching other people's families have fun, and he, who first knew Song Chengxuan, has become an outsider.

This incident reminded him of a past when he was young, when his parents were optimistic about his marriage, he and the young lady also looked at each other, and he was very satisfied, but he didn't expect this old man to stick in a bar, and forced people to nod and promise his daughter to the Xu family, and became the current Mrs. Anyihou.

He was silent for a long time, and vowed to enter the official career and crush the old man in the future, but fortunately he met his wife later, otherwise he would have formed a bond with the old horseman, and he would never die in this life.

Alas.

Hong Chuanting sighed again, his eyes lit up when he looked at Song Chengxuan's figure, his daughter's age is not young, and his son-in-law candidate should also think about it.

Thinking of his daughter, Hong Chuanting frowned slightly, he didn't seem to have eaten the pastries made by his daughter for a long time, and he didn't know what his daughter was busy with recently?

"Master Hou, Lord Hong," Huang Qinghe stepped forward, "The rebellion in the city has also been suppressed, and the rebels have been sent to the Criminal Department and the Shuntianfu prison. ”

In other words, the rebellion has come to an end for the time being.

Slightly relaxed, Hong Chuanting felt hungry in his belly, and he looked at An Yihou: "Let's go, go to the duty room to get some food." ”

Hong Chuanting said and looked at Huang Qinghe: "Lord Huang is still hungry, right?" Would you like to have some meals together? ”

Huang Qinghe bowed down and said: "Xiaguan has eaten, and Xiaguan was on duty in the yamen when King Jian rebelled, and it happened to be ...... I had some pastries delivered from home. ”

"Lord Huang is really blessed." Hong Chuanting said with a smile.

Huang Qinghe's face was slightly red, and he didn't dare to look at Hong Chuanting's eyes.

When Hong Chuanting and An Yihou left, Huang Qinghe straightened his back again, and he didn't know when the uncle in the clan would arrive in the capital, and when the elders of the family arrived, he would have the confidence to go to the Hong family.

I hope that Lord Hong will remember today's events by then...... Don't be angry.

……

Xu Qinghuan listened to the sound of water in the inner room.

Song Chengxuan was cleaning the dirt on his body.

"Don't touch the wound." Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but ask, Lang Zhong should be seen first, Song Chengxuan had no serious injuries, but there were at least three or four minor injuries, and there must have been a lot of blood if the wounds were not bandaged along the way.

Thinking of this, Xu Qinghuan suddenly heard a "clang" sound in the room, and Song Chengxuan fell in front of her, and she didn't care about anything else, opened the curtain and walked inside.

"Are you alright? If you are asked to heal your wounds first, you just won't listen. ”

The curtain was lifted, and everything in the room came into view.

Xu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then slowly lowered the curtain, pretended not to see anything, and turned around as if nothing had happened.

Song Chengxuan's hand in the room preparing to take his shirt also stopped in mid-air.