On the sixth day of the first month of the second year of Longhe, Wen Mo came to the Wanxia battlefield for the first time after attacking the throne, and Yun Jiuzhong and other generals went to meet him outside the city early in the morning.

"Aren't you going?" Wen Moqing lay on the couch, so comfortable that she didn't even bother to open her eyes.

"You've just woken up, how can you do without anyone to take care of you?" Yan Liwu lowered his head to change the dressing for him and re-bandage the wound, wiped the sweat beads from his forehead after he was done, and breathed a long sigh of relief, "The recovery is not bad, it's not in vain that I have been serving day and night for the past few days - can you open your eyes?" I don't even know if you're awake or dreaming. ”

From the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month to the fifth day of the first month, Wen Moqing, who was seriously injured, fell asleep for nine days, and finally woke up early in the morning on the sixth day of the new month.

Maybe Wen Moqing didn't realize that he had walked in front of the Ghost Gate in the past nine days, if he hadn't been young and healthy, maybe he wouldn't have woken up at all that day, and he went to the Hades Palace to report directly.

After dealing with more than 20 wounds on Wen Moqing's body, large and small, deep and shallow, Yan Liwu was finally able to sit down quietly, holding his cheeks, and his fingers swiped around Wen Moqing's face.

"Don't mess around." Wen Moqing frowned, her ink-colored eyes were still as bright as stars, "What kind of system is it to move your hands and feet in the barracks?" ”

Yan Liwu rolled his eyes.

Did he do less bad things in the barracks? It's just to help him wipe the sweat stains on his face, which is too pure and too much more pure than his act of planting a little life for her when he was in the military camp on the northern border.

"Sect Master He, how are they?"

"You weren't seriously injured, but in order to protect you, you have been dealing with the enemy for too long, and your physical strength has been exhausted, and you have slept for a few days before you can recover your strength, and now I will go with General Yun and them to meet you."

Hearing the answer, Wen Moqing was a little relieved.

If there was no Sect Master He and others sacrificing their lives to protect them, Wen Moqing would not have been able to get out of the battlefield at all. Try your best to stop the bleeding, kill the bloody road for him in the encirclement and suppression of the rebels until you meet the reinforcements, the original elite team of more than 100 people fought to save one person and only 48 people remained, which was undoubtedly an extremely huge loss for Zhongzhou Wulin.

But no one felt regretful, and when they learned that Wen Moqing's life was worry-free and that the Yuan Kingdom would also usher in the dawn of victory, everyone was so happy that they high-fived and hugged each other, and even cried with joy.

I have seen too much death, the joy of life, so precious.

Flipping slightly, Wen Moqing turned sideways to face Yan Li's worries: "How has the battle been going in the past few days when I have been asleep?" As I remember, it seems that I met the Red Soul Army and—"

"Shut up and listen to me."

Unceremoniously interrupted Wen Moqing, Yan Liwu couldn't help but take his hand, gently moved it to his lower abdomen, and took his palm to feel the warm hope under the slightly bulging belly.

Wen Moqing was stunned for a long time.

"How much did you eat in the morning? Hold it up like this? ”

Yan Liwu gasped, his gentle expression disappeared without a trace, and he held Wen Moqing's hand and bit it hard: "You just ate too much!" Can it be a little more reliable? No matter how incomprehensible the amorous style is, it's not so ridiculous! ”

With a sneer, Wen Moqing withdrew his hand and took the initiative to gently rub it on Yan Li's lower abdomen.

How can a wise man like him not know what he wants to tell him?

Another life is about to be born, it belongs to her, it also belongs to him, it is the most beautiful flower that they have bred through the ups and downs of their feelings, and the flesh and blood relatives who carry their hopes.

"When did you find out?" The light in his eyes became affectionate, and Wen Moqing pulled Yan Liwu and leaned on his shoulder, and his tone was soft.

"I reacted when I was two months old, and I wanted to surprise you, so I didn't let them tell you."

This surprise is indeed big enough, so big that Wen Moqing was caught off guard, and he couldn't wait to rub Yan Li's worries into his arms and take care of it, but he didn't dare to move because of his injury.

Suddenly thinking of something, Wen Moqing frowned: "Running around with your stomach up, aren't you afraid of hurting the child?" This is my son, who is more precious than the emperor, and if you are running around in the sky and on the earth like this, I will lock you in the room when you go back. ”

"I'm not a monkey, why am I running around in the sky and on the ground?" Pouted, Yan Liwu looked dissatisfied, but his movements were much gentle, "Isn't your son my son, you love him as a father, but it doesn't hurt for me to be a mother?" If it weren't for the fear that something would happen to you, I wouldn't have come here to suffer and suffer. ”

"When it comes to going to war, aren't you more active than anyone else?"

The person who knows Yan Li's worries best is Wen Moqing, and one sentence is enough to easily break through her excuses, so that Yan Liwu is speechless and rolls her eyes.

There was silence for a while, and the two of them laughed together, and the tacit understanding was extreme.

This feeling, just like every ordinary family, is full of tenderness and happiness.

"I listen to two people chattering from afar, and I don't know what they're talking about, I don't see so many words from the world on weekdays." Lang's laughter came from far and near outside the room, and Yun Jiu pushed open the door without saying a word, smiling with a smile on his face, "I said Your Majesty, you have to punish the prince well, the prince has an expression like he owes him money when he sees everyone, even His Majesty is no exception, is this a big disrespect?" ”

After the cloud nine folds, Wen Moshu, who was dressed in a purple gold Nine Dragons Emperor robe, stepped forward, smiling gracefully and elegantly.

"The smile of the prince is only reserved for Miss Yan, and others are destined to be unblessed." Yun Jiuzhong moved the chair to the side of the bed, and Wen Moshu sat down calmly, "How is it, the injury has improved?" I heard that you were injured on the battlefield and your life and death were uncertain, and the ministers in the court were so anxious that they were afraid that the lord of the autumn mansion would be angry with the court, and in a fit of anger, they sent the lord of the pavilion to subvert the new dynasty. ”

Wen Moshu said it was a joke, but it was not a fantasy.

In the Battle of Wanxia, in addition to the Red Soul Army led by Nan Rin, there was also the Ranxue Pavilion, a killer organization that was only occasionally mentioned in rumors.

Wen Moqing led 300 heroes to fight on the right wing, while Lou Qianhan only led 56 of his men to crisscross the entire battlefield, but the enemy soldiers killed by this small team of more than 50 people were far higher than any 1,000-person army, leaving one killing miracle after another on the Wanxia battlefield.

Naturally, the names of Ranxue Pavilion and Lou Qianhan turned into a kind of fear and were deeply remembered.

"I didn't know about the so-called rivers and lakes before, and I naively thought that the reason why people in the rivers and lakes were unfettered was because the court didn't want to pay attention to them; Now I finally understand why the emperors chose to turn a blind eye, it is really too difficult to control and too terrifying. ”

Recalling Yun Jiuzhong's description of the war, Wen Moshu still had lingering palpitations, and he couldn't help but feel a little more longing for the unbridled and happy rivers and lakes with emotion.

He is the emperor who owns the world, but freedom will never belong to him.

From the moment Wen Moshu entered the door, Wen Moqing received him with a strange look, and when Wen Moshu sat on the edge of the couch next to Yan Liwu, Wen Moqing suddenly made an unexpected move - Wen Moshu was sighing, but he didn't listen, but suddenly hugged Yan Liwu from behind, hanging behind Yan Liwu like a cloak.

“…… The prince is still so stingy. Wen Mo was slightly stunned and then laughed dumbly.

"Sit over there." Facing Wen Moshu, who was already an emperor, Wen Moqing pointed to the round stool on the table and ordered unceremoniously.

The well-known gentleman's iron rooster treats his daughter-in-law so badly that he is not happy to be looked at by others. Yan Liwu understood Wen Moqing's temperament, and understood that Wen Moqing was still so lingering and sympathetic to her and Wen Moshu, but it was not malicious, and she could only sigh awkwardly and laugh at it.

When Wen Moshu came, he was told by Tang Jinyi to bring a lot of pregnant women who needed supplements and clothes, and after chatting a few words, he went to pick up things with Yun Jiuzhong, leaving Wen Moqing and Wen Moshu, who seemed to be incompatible, in the room, and didn't seem to be worried about whether the two of them got along happily.

"Now that only the Hosdu Empire is left to fight alone, and it can't last long without food, grass, and heavy supplies, I think how can the war end before spring." Wen Moshu was the first to speak, and took out two decent state letters from his sleeves and put them on the couch, "This is the peace letter of Nanqing Kingdom, Qingyue Kingdom and Duo Kingdom, they are withdrawing troops and horses from the battlefield, what is the opinion of the prince?" ”

Nanqingguo and others are all small countries, and they can't withstand long-term attrition and conquest, and a defeat is enough to make them afraid to do it again, so there is no need to bite to death.

Wen Moqing nodded, and his eyebrows furrowed: "Lian Song should not be in Qingyue, otherwise the courtiers of Qingyue Kingdom would not dare to make peace on their own." It seems that it is necessary to go to the camp of Hosdu to find out the situation, probably Lian Song is hiding inside. ”

Chu Ci also said so. He felt that it was precisely because of Lian Song's instigation that Hoss would choose the method of two injuries to fight to the death. But this time I can't say anything and I can't let you participate anymore, otherwise I will be hated to death by Miss Yan. ”

"Call her the princess."

"Does it make a difference?" Wen Moshu smiled bitterly, seeing that Wen Moqing was stubborn and insistent, he had to nod helplessly, "Okay, okay, I understand, I will call her the princess in the future." ”

can show the details of his ownership, Wen Moqing refuses to let go at all, full of childishness is very different from his arrogant and indifferent image, which makes Wen Moshu cry and laugh.

Yan Liwu belongs to his warmth and warmth, and she is his wife.

Wen Moqing's stubborn emphasis is just these trivial things.

Wen Moshu roughly told Wen Moqing about the current situation, and put out the unresolved contradictions that have been disputed by the imperial court so far, Wen Moqing did not disappoint him, and simply stood decisively on the side of the Lord and the faction.

"In other countries in Zhongzhou, there is nothing wrong with fighting in the end. But after all, Hostu is a foreign power, and losing to us in a distant battle does not mean that we will lose in their territory, if our army pursues too far, it will fall into a disadvantageous situation, and the outcome is difficult to predict. In addition, the war has been protracted, and now the army is exhausted, and the people also hope to restore tranquility as soon as possible, there is no need to drag on the war for a longer time, with the current situation, Dayuan cannot afford to consume. ”

"Then this matter is decided, if there is any intention to withdraw troops from the Hostur side, leave a way for them to go." After a pause, Wen Moshu's tone was a little hesitant, "What about Duke Mugeta?" Are you planning to get in touch again? ”

Speaking of Helian Mingyan, Wen Moqing was no longer as crisp as just now, and he contemplated for a while before he said: "Originally, I didn't want to have anything to do with it anymore, but when Junbai had an accident last time, there were some things that made me care a lot." If I have the chance, I would like to see Ming Yan again—not only for the sake of worry, but also for some truths that have been hidden for too long. ”

"Is it the truth......" Wen Moshu muttered to himself, as if he remembered something again.