At the end of March of the first year of Kaiyuan in the Northern Tang Dynasty, the decisive battle of Yangzhou came to an end, the Southern Wu army was defeated, and the 350,000 troops were almost killed and wounded, and the remaining scattered troops left the battlefield in all directions, nowhere to be found.

The Northern Tang army also suffered heavy casualties, with more than 500,000 troops, and only 300,000 can still fight.

Shi Chongye, the general of the Northern Tang Dynasty, was martyred, and the Southern Wu was martyred.

The banner of the Guan family was raised again at the last moment, and the almost crazy Guan family descendants and the elite of the Cangyun Cavalry recaptured the body of the mighty public relations Zhixiao, and finally disappeared without a trace in the melee.

At the beginning of April of the first year of the Northern Tang Dynasty, 300,000 troops of the Northern Tang Dynasty came to the city of Yangzhou, and this prosperous metropolis was in danger.

Once the famous capital of Huaizuo, the best place in Zhuxi, now hundreds of people outside the city are displaced, and the city is also gloomy.

Ten miles after the spring breeze, the wheat is green.

The twenty-four bridges are still there, the waves are swinging, and the cold moon is silent.

This has to be said to be an endless irony of this metropolis.

The decisive battle outside the city, dispatched is the elite of the Southern Wu army, and now in Yangzhou City, although it claims to have 100,000 troops, its combat effectiveness can definitely not be compared with the troops of the decisive battle in Yangzhou.

The city of Yangzhou is broken, only in the evening.

It is foreseeable that after Yangzhou, there is Jinling.

In the past, Guan Zhengxing pointed at Chang'an, but he didn't expect that time would pass, so it was Jinling's turn in turn, and the ups and downs of a big country were as dramatic as ordinary people's lives.

The Southern Wu army from all directions gathered on the Jinling defense line, and the remaining naval divisions of Southern Wu poured into their nests, preparing to use the Yangtze River as a trench to fight against the city.

The 400,000 troops, the regular army of the whole country, all came.

In such a turbulent day, the palace in Jinling was bleak.

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It was overcast, the air was stuffy, and there was some heat.

The huge palace complex under the sky dome is full of Qionglou Yuyu, as if it still retains its own glory and majesty.

Outside the pavilion, by the pond, Li Xiyun looked at her reflection in the water in a daze, and her pretty face was full of haggardness.

The person reflected in the water, wearing a bright red long skirt mopping the floor, wide sleeves hanging down, tied with plain hands, a little distracted.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in name and His Majesty Ji Ruhai in the substantive sense of Southern Wu will not have any restrictions on her now, she has long been a free person.

Even many palace people in the palace have begun to get used to calling her "princess", although it is not clear whether this princess is really a princess or not, and which country is the princess.

It's just that no one called her "Princess Guangle", there used to be, but she didn't like it, so no one called her.

There was a sound of soft footsteps in the distance, and she could tell who it belonged to.

The skirt was slightly swinging, and she slowly turned the head of the show, squeezing out a very reluctant but still beautiful smile:

"If so, you're here?"

Her Royal Highness the little princess of Nanwu tried her best to keep her steps as brisk as before, and her face was also deliberately full of indifference.

She didn't want to mention it, she didn't want to think about what had happened recently, and she wanted to bring her pretended emotions to others.

It's just that it's still too hard after all.

She took Li Xiyun's hand, shook it a few times with some coquettishness, and said with a smile: "I heard that the cruise ship of Liuqing Palace is ready, let's go on a boat together!" ”

Nanwu is in danger, and she still has such a "leisurely feeling", not because she doesn't know the disaster of losing the country, but because she really wants to drive the people around her to be happy and want to open up.

They are golden branches and jade leaves, but between the rise and fall of the country, they are so weak and small, they can't do much, in this case, why should they be too sad and desperate before destruction?

Li Xiyun touched her head, feeling these long and soft hair, but she looked a little absent-minded.

"No, we'll talk about it in a few days." She said.

Ji Ru's forcible interest was also dissipated by her coldness, and she wrinkled her nose: "Are you still thinking about that guy?" ”

"That guy's life is as hard as an iron plate, and he can't die if he wants to!"

She let go of the hand holding Li Xiyun, waving and shouting.

Li Xiyun glanced at her calmly, and it seemed that Ji Ruyi's efforts had no effect.

"Spring has just come, and now it's gone," Li Xiyun's red lips opened slightly, and her voice was as soft as a gust of wind, "So where is our future?" ”

Ji Ru lowered her show head, looking at her toes, like a thrush, her eyes were full of gloom, and she found that no matter how she packaged it, she was still much depressed after all.

"I didn't want to tell you," she said, keeping her head down, "but now that I see the way you look, I realize that even if I tell you, it's just that." ”

Li Xiyun's eyes swept away, her plain hand trembled slightly, and then quickly regained her calm, her voice became as cold as most of the time:

"Oh," she asked, "So, he's dead?" ”

Feeling the calmness in her words, and even seemed to be a little indifferent, Ji Ru raised her head and looked at her with a little surprise.

"Sister, why do you have this idea, and if that's the case, aren't you sad?"

Li Xiyun raised her head, and in a trance, she became the proud phoenix who once had wide sleeves and was the crown of the world.

"If you continue to don't know the result, thousands of thoughts will flash in your heart, but you will be very unsettled, and your heart will not be able to let go, but if you confirm the facts, even the worst ......"

She paused, and Ji Ru could still hear a hint of trembling.

"Then it's so bad at best......"

After listening to what she said, Ji Ru didn't speak for a long time, as if she was thinking about something.

After a while, she seemed to have something firm, raised her hand, and clenched her show fist:

"Sister, you're right, it's so bad at best!"

"For so many days, I have been angry and worried about the twists and turns of Dawu's fate, but come to think of it, at best, it's so bad, as long as everyone is alive now, isn't that great?"

Li Xiyun couldn't have any happy psychology, even if Ji Ru worked so hard, but now, she laughed out loud instead, and glared at the other party again: "It's not that you come to guide me, but I'm helping you, you little girl!" ”

Ji Ru stuck out her tongue: "No, I can also guide you, sister, you should treat that guy as if he is really dead, die early and be born sooner." ”

"Boom!"

Li Xiyun rewarded her fiercely.

"Wait, didn't I come to tell you what I knew, why did you hit me!?" Ji Ru exclaimed bitterly.

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