The first time Yuanguo took the initiative to attack was in this year's Layue, when Yan Li's sad and happy reaction gradually subsided, he was full of joy when he heard the news, and he jumped a few times with Tang Jinyi in his arms, and then was stared at by Wen Moshu with a serious face.

"General Night fought this battle beautifully, took it by surprise, attacked its vital points, and then there were two wings of the women's army and the soldiers of the Fox Hill Country to attack, and our army had almost no casualties." After seeing that Yan Liwu obediently quieted down, Wen Moshu changed back to a pleasant face.

"It's more thanks to Chu Gongzi's clever calculations, as well as the southern general's strategy." Tang Jinyi looked at Chu Ci and added with a chuckle.

The best commander and the smartest military advisor, after the arrival of the soldiers of the Fox Hill Kingdom strengthened the strength of the northern border army, it became not difficult to counterattack the allied forces of Hosdu.

Hearing Wen Moshu mention the women's army, Yan Li's eyes unconsciously showed a touch of yearning, and before he could open his mouth to sigh, Chu Ci on the side calmly poured a basin of cold water: "Miss Yan, don't be delusional, before the child is born safely, Miss Yan can only hang out in the palace." ”

When I was on the battlefield, I felt tired and hard, and when I left the battlefield, I longed for the sassy and heroic posture of the sisters who went into battle to kill the enemy, which made Yan Liwu always sit on pins and needles in the palace, and countless times implied that Wen Moshu wanted to return to the battlefield.

Of course, all of them were ignored by Wen Moshu.

"I'm afraid the war in the south won't end before the year, and after the year, taking advantage of the lack of food and grass in winter, we must suppress the arrogance of Hostous." Talking about the war, Chu Ci was a little more serious, "The victory in the north is a good thing, and on the other hand, we have to be more careful, if the alliance army in the north retreats and moves to the Wanxia area in the south, then our pressure will be extraordinary." ”

Wen Moshu glanced at Chu Ci lightly, and then sighed silently: "General Yun is hurrying to make arrangements. A few days ago, they had a battle with the main army of Hosdu, and each had injuries, so they had to adjust for a while to recover, and I hope there will be no accidents during this period. ”

Regarding the battlefield, Wen Moshu never shied away from Tang Jinyi and his worries, but Tang Jinyi did not agree with this. Gently pushing the words to leave the worries, Tang Jinyi's eyebrows were slightly angry: "Are you fascinated again?" Let's go, go back with me to rest, always think about it too much, and if you don't have a good rest, the child will also be affected. ”

After being reminded by Tang Jinyi, Wen Moshu noticed his negligence, and immediately blamed himself: "It's my fault, I forgot about this stubble again." By the way, Jinyi, the imperial concubine said that she would find a few boxes of medicinal wine that replenished blood and qi in the Imperial Doctor's Mansion, so that you and Liwu would have time to go over and see if you were used to drinking. ”

Tang Jinyi noticed Wen Moshu's eyes quietly handing over, nodded knowingly, and urged a few words to take away the words and worries, leaving Chu Ci to look at Wen Moshu meaningfully.

"Don't you need to tell Miss Yan about the injury of the son?"

"I was going to tell her, but I couldn't bear to see her haggard." Wen Moshu shook his head, his eyes were away from his back, and his tone was a little murmuring, "If she said it, she would definitely run to Wanxia to see the prince of the world desperately, not to mention the many risks on the road, and the safety of the child is difficult to guarantee." One of the last things I want to do is hide it from her, but for her good, I can only do that. ”

"What if the son of the world really has three longs and two shorts? Your Majesty is not afraid that the girl will hate you? ”

Chu Ci's question made Wen Moshu unable to answer, so he could only smile bitterly, and he was stunned between his eyebrows and eyes.

On the same night, Yan Liwu did not sleep steadily, on the one hand, it was related to the uncomfortable feeling of Xixi, and on the other hand, the longer she was separated from Wen Moqing, the more difficult it was for her to fall asleep smoothly.

The area around Wanxia was the main battlefield of the Allied forces of the Hosdu Empire, and the fighting there was far more tragic than in the north, so it stands to reason that there should be more news about the south; But for some reason, she rarely heard Wen Moshu and Chu Ci talk about the battle situation in Wanxia recently, and naturally she couldn't know how Wen Moqing was doing, which made her uneasy, and she was always worried about whether something bad would happen.

Bang, there was a muffled sound from outside the house, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Yan Liwu opened his eyes and got up, and sat quietly in the dark for a while, not hearing anyone talking or footsteps, obviously it was not some careless palace maid and eunuch who had lost something.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Liwu put on his coat and walked lightly to the door, trying to ask, but no one answered outside the door. Be vigilant and slowly open the door, the night sky outside is clear, the stars are hanging in the sky, some are just full of moonlight and snow, but there is no half a figure, but there is an extra bag of things on the ground at the door.

After a few moments, Yan Liwu picked up the bag of things and brought them back to the room, opened the bag and looked at it again, and what was placed in it was a book and two letters.

The fold was reported by the courtiers three days ago, and some local situations and trends were written, and in addition, the battle in Wanxia was specially mentioned, and she was more and more frightened when she saw that she was worried - she didn't know that Wanxia had already won the first battle, and it was because of the help of some people in the rivers and lakes led by Wen Moqing that she could win, but on the other hand, Dayuan also paid a very painful price, at least thousands of people were shrouded in horse leather in that battle, or buried on the battlefield forever.

What about the warmth and affection? Was he hurt?

One of the two letters answered Yan Li's worries.

The letter was rewritten by Yun Jiu, and his handwriting was a little sloppy, which roughly explained that Wanxia still had the possibility of a complete victory, but it required the cooperation of the whole country. At the end of the letter, Yan Liwu finally saw the news about Wen Moqing, but those three or two sentences told her that it was too terrible.

"The prince was injured by Hosto's firearms, and the wound was difficult to heal, but he did not allow the last general to speak out, and still led the heroes to run around the battlefield. I hope that His Majesty will temporarily conceal this matter from the princess, which is also the intention of the prince. ”

Yan Li's heart was as if he had been hit by a boulder, and it was shattered in an instant.

Wen Moqing is rarely injured, and once he is injured, it is very difficult to deal with, and his skin healing ability is too poor. The heart that was already a little impetuous was burned by this rush and could not be settled, and the sweaty hand crumpled the letter, and it took a long time to remember another letter.

The letter was too short compared to the previous one, and it was clearly addressed to Yan Liwu, who, despite the unfamiliar handwriting, immediately revealed who wrote the letter.

"The grievances between you and me must be settled in the end."

Grievances...... Except for Lan Zhirong and Bi Sheng, probably no one has this kind of thought about Yan Li. Now that Bi Sheng has become a sleeping living dead, this letter naturally came from Lan Zhirong's side, so it is not difficult to guess who stole the recital and letterhead from the imperial study and sent it here.

The clenched fist slowly loosened, and Yan Li took a deep breath to keep himself calm.

Obviously, this is a trap set by Lan Zhirong, using a song and a letter to lead her to Wanxia to see Wen Moqing, either halfway or in Wanxia, there must be a conspiracy trap of Lan Zhirong and Lian Song's subordinates.

So does she want to go or not? After all, the letter was rewritten by Yun Jiu, which is definitely not a fraud.

Lowering his head slightly, Yan Liwu felt that his whole body began to feel weak again, his mind was dizzy, and the damn pregnancy reaction was running and entangled at this time.

Leaning against the wall and resting for a while, Yan Liwu took a deep breath, wrapped the fold and the two letters again, put on his clothes and pushed the door to the imperial study.

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In the Dingyuan Palace, where the sad atmosphere has always been difficult to completely dissipate, the quiet moonlight will also sprinkle warm silver light all over the place, full of light on Xiao Bo's face full of kind smiles.

"Young grandma, rest early, your injuries are not healed, you shouldn't walk around."

"I'm fine, Uncle Xiao, Zong is too stuffy to sit in the room." Bi Xiao smiled, her face was slightly pale, "Originally, I should have taken care of what was in the house, but recently, for some reason, I always do wrong things absent-mindedly, and I always have to trouble Uncle Xiao to deal with the aftermath, which is really troublesome for Uncle Xiao." ”

Xiao Bo hurriedly waved his hand: "Where is it!" When Grandma said that, I was going to blush. It's not early, so let's go and serve the eldest son, I'll walk around to see if there are any doors and windows that haven't been closed. ”

Bi Xiao thanked softly, and then returned to the bedroom with a tired face.

"Mo Shu?" When she entered the door, she didn't see Wen Moshu, Bi Xiao was a little surprised, frowned and thought about it, turned around and walked to the other side.

Sure enough, Wen Mohong sat in a wheelchair, facing the bed silently.

This is the room where Bisheng is housed.

Bi Xiao smiled stiffly and gently put on the back of the wheelchair: "Why did you come here again?" Still worried about Bisheng? Didn't I say I would take care of her? Okay, Mo Hong, it's time to rest, and I'll serve you after I change Bisheng's medicine, okay? ”

Wen Mohong's fingers moved but he didn't write anything, his elbow fiddled with the wheelchair bracket, and turned the wheels back to the bedroom.

Looking back at the sisters who looked the same as him but had eyes closed and motionless like wax figures, Bi Xiao let out a long sigh, and sat on the edge of the bed after seeing Wen Mohong leave, gently kneading Bi Sheng's limbs - the doctor said that staying in bed for too long will cause the limbs to be crippled, and they must be kneaded from time to time.

"Senior brother has no news yet, and there is no sign of the war subsiding, and I don't know how long this troubled world will last." Looking at the same beautiful face as herself, Bi Xiao said to herself, "Mo Hong, he is much better than before, now he can turn his wheelchair to wander around the house, sometimes he sits quietly in the courtyard, and sometimes he keeps looking for things that can help." I've told him a few times not to come to this room all the time, it's not good for his body to be too stuffy, but he just doesn't listen, he always thinks he can help you massage......"

Halfway through speaking, Bi Xiao began to choke.

"Why do we sisters have to suffer so much? Is it so difficult to stay with the person you like and live a quiet life without quarrels? Did you know that I'm so tired right now...... It's really tiring...... The only person who supported me and told me not to fall down is you......"

The sobbing was not really heard outside the door, but for Wen Mohong, who was more sensitive to hearing, the cry was still too loud and harsh.

The eldest prince of Dingyuan, who had always been a bystander, was silent, and had to remain silent, when he raised his head to face the night sky at the door, he suddenly showed a strange and desolate smile, and a few tears slipped silently in his eyes, which had long been unable to see any movement.