With a soft singing voice, Carefree soon fell asleep.

Meng Xilan turned her eyes to look at Zhou Youchen, and when she saw that he was looking at herself, she couldn't help but smile slightly. "This kid sleeps very well."

Zhou Youchen looked at her deeply for a while, and suddenly said, "What song did you just sing?" ”

Meng Xilan said lightly: "I don't know, it's the ancient ballad taught to me by the grandmother in the palace." It is said that it can drive away the nightmares of small children, as well as those things that are not clean. ”

Zhou Youchen raised his eyebrows: "Really?" It's the first time I've heard of it. ”

No one ever sang her a lullaby when he was a child, not once. In those nightmares, no one had ever sung such a tender song to him.

Meng Xilan saw that he was slightly distracted, and was puzzled, so she got up and walked to his side: "What's wrong with the emperor?" ”

Zhou Youchen just shook his head, took her hand, and pulled her into his arms.

Meng Xilan sat lightly on his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck and said, "Is it that I sing too badly." ”

Zhou Youchen grabbed her waist, put down the fold in his hand, and said with his face against her chest: "No, you sing very well, can you sing it to me again?" ”

Meng Xilan's brows moved slightly, and she thought of something in an instant, and the arm holding his neck gradually tightened, snuggling up to him.

The soft singing sounded again, and Zhou Youchen closed his eyes heavily and sighed reassuringly.

Those scenes of fighting on the battlefield, those bloody memories of severed fingers and stump arms, all gradually disappeared with Meng Xilan's singing.

Meng Xilan hugged his head and only sang the ballad over and over again, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Recently, she has seen a lot of things from Zhou Youchen's eyes that she had never seen before.

He went through a cruel and merciless war, and others only knew that he came back with victory, but they didn't know that he also came back with bones on his bones.

Meng Xilan really wanted to warm her heart, but she didn't know what to do? His silence seemed to herald some kind of change, a change that made her heart uneasy.

The six Turkic tribes, this time received a heavy setback, the strength is not as good as before, and they need a long time to rest. Xu Yes, because he was afraid of Zhou Youchen in his heart, the young monarch would take advantage of the victory to pursue and raise troops to fight again, and they took the initiative to send an envoy to negotiate peace with Beiyan.

When the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty learned of this, they all applauded. However, Zhou Youchen didn't feel anything to be happy about.

Meng Xilan could perceive his thoughts, those unknown thoughts.

On this day, Meng Xilan waited outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, only waiting for Zhou Youchen and the ministers to finish discussing the matter before slowly entering the house.

Gao Fuli bowed down to greet him, and said with a slightly nervous expression: "Why does Niangniang keep standing and waiting?" Be careful! ”

Meng Xilan saw his sincere and frightened expression, and said lightly: "It's okay to mourn the family, don't make a fuss." ”

Gao Fuli hurriedly let her into the palace, and Meng Zhenglu was about to leave, and when he saw her, he knelt down to ask for peace. "Niang Niang Chitose Chitose Chitose."

Meng Xilan's eyes flashed slightly, she raised her hand to help her father, and only said, "Get up." ”

Meng Zhenglu glanced at his daughter meaningfully, and then left silently.

In front of outsiders, they have always strictly followed the rules, even speaking cautiously, and avoiding them everywhere.

Meng Xilan came to Zhou Youchen's face, he got up and walked towards her, and said softly, "Why are you here?" ”

Meng Xilan smiled slightly: "I'm bored in the palace alone, so I want to come and see the emperor, so I came out for a walk by the way." ”

Zhou Youchen held her hand and patted the back of her hand; "If you feel bored, can I take you out of the palace for a walk?"

Meng Xilan immediately shook her head when she heard this: "The emperor has only been back in the palace for a long time, why is he thinking about going out again?" ”

"What does it matter where I am?" Zhou Youchen frowned slightly.

"Of course it matters, the emperor is here, and people's hearts are stable. The emperor is sitting in the capital, which is enough to deter those villains with bad intentions! Meng Xilan said seriously word by word.

Zhou Youchen's eyebrows moved, and he silently clenched her hand.

"Your Majesty, is there anything on your mind lately?"

Suddenly, Meng Xilan asked softly.

There was a hint of sadness in his eyebrows, as if he was worried about something.

For her, Zhou Youchen never had to hide his thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "The Turkic Khan Shahrling sent an envoy to discuss and form an alliance, however, this time the envoy's team was hundreds of people. I feel that they are not good at coming, and good people are not coming. ”

If you really want to make peace, why do you need to fight like this? The brutality and sharpness of the Turks are dissolved in the blood and bones, they are the messengers of barbarism, the hunters by nature, and they never accept defeat easily! and never truly submit to their enemies!

Meng Xilan personally poured him tea and water, and sent it to him with low eyebrows: "The emperor is worried that their motives are impure and he wants to assassinate him in front of the palace?" ”

Zhou Youchen took the tea bowl she handed over and sipped it gently: "You can always think of my heart." It's okay to stab, but I'm worried about ......"

Halfway through his speech, he stopped talking, what he was most worried about was that the people around him were implicated, whether it was her or the people of the Meng family!

Meng Xilan thought about it, paced to the window, and said slightly: "The guards in the palace are strict, and anyone who wants to make a mistake is a dead end!" If the Turkic Khan was a man of his word, he should not act rashly. ”

Once upon a time, they were evenly matched, and neither of them wanted to bow their heads first. Now, they are the kings and the losers, and whoever strikes first will lose first.

"No matter how prepared you are, accidents can happen sometimes."

Zhou Youchen's tone was low. In order to prevent things that should not happen, he plans to strengthen the defense of Kyochu and strengthen the city's defenses.

Enemies who dare to go deep into the tiger's den are terrible.

Meng Xilan turned to look at him, and when she saw him frowning, she walked over and gently smoothed him with her fingers.

"The emperor has been frowning more and more recently, like an old man."

Zhou Youchen smiled when he heard this, reached out to wrap his hand around her waist, took him into his arms, and said quietly: "It's okay, I'm not afraid of getting old!" ”

The sharp blade of time, no one can hide from it, it is a matter of time.

A month later, the procession of Turkic envoys came to the capital.

They came dressed up, all in good spirits, and they couldn't see the loss and low-key of the defeated at all.

The Turks were born tall and burly, especially men, all of whom were strong and strong-looking. In this team, except for the envoy who was dressed as a civil minister, the rest of the people were dressed in armor and military generals, and there were two masked women with slender figures.

Seeing them like this, the people of the capital were uneasy. After all, they had never had the opportunity to meet such a person. Moreover, in those legends that are popular with people, they are all demons who eat people and do not spit out bones.

Chu Jingchuan, as the captain and general of the forbidden army camp, was responsible for escorting the Turkic envoys into Beijing and the palace throughout the process. It's not so much an escort as it is a surveillance, though.

They have enough ability to protect themselves, and what Chu Jingchuan has to do is to keep an eye on their every move.

Once something is slightly wrong, Zhou Youchen has already given him the right to kill first and then play, he can use the sword in his hand to end everyone's lives!

Before entering the palace, it stands to reason that if you want to learn court etiquette, it will take three to five days to say the least.

However, the Turkic envoy arrogantly refused, and only said: "Since we are guests from afar, we naturally have to be respectful to the master here." Being a hospiter does not need to be learned at all, it is a skill that a person must learn when he is young, at home, and in front of his elders. You Central Plains people are troublesome, troublesome. ”

Seeing that he was so unreasonable, Chu Jingchuan replied coldly: "Lord Messenger, this is not right. As the saying goes, the guest does what the host does, and the host's rules are the guests' rules. What's more, the envoy is here to discuss peace, not to really be a guest for pleasure, should I also weigh it in my heart, whether it is your family rules that are important, or the rules of our Northern Yan Dynasty that are important! ”

The envoy thought that he was just a military general, and he must not be good at words, but he didn't expect him to speak so politely.

Chu Jingchuan looked at the trembling and somewhat uneasy Minister of Etiquette behind him and said, "Teach them according to the rules, you can't make the slightest mistake!" ”

Chu Jingchuan's tough attitude made the envoy and his entourage dissatisfied, but he also dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

They came with the Khan's orders this time, and they must not stop here and return in vain.

After learning the rules for three days, the Turkic envoy and his angry envoy group were finally able to enter the palace to meet the emperor. Inside and outside the palace, treat it solemnly, and once something happens, immediately close the door and encircle it, leaving no room for survival.

On the day he entered the palace, Zhou Youchen specially ordered hundreds of civil and military officials to attend neatly.

He wanted them to see that some of them in the Northern Yan Dynasty were capable and righteous.

The Turkic envoy led his entourage to kowtow to Zhou Youchen according to the rules, seemingly respectful, but his eyes were gloomy and gloomy, revealing a murderous aura.

The Turkic envoy presented the peace book with both hands and said to Zhou Youchen: "This is the peace proposal written by our Supreme Khan himself, please see it for the Northern Yan Emperor." ”

Zhou Youchen had a cold face, watched Gao Fuli take the peace book, and then bowed down and handed it over.

The content of the Yihe book was written in Chinese characters, and Zhou Youchen read it quietly, then threw the scroll on the table, and said in a deep voice: "Black and white, although it looks good, I still can't believe you." ”

The Turkic envoy did not laugh angrily when he heard this, and looked at Zhou Youchen fixedly: "Why did the Emperor of Northern Yan say this? Could it be that in your eyes, we are all barbarians? ”

His tone was slightly provocative, and Zhou Youchen frowned: "Isn't it?" You have repeatedly violated the borders, and you have repeatedly broken the covenants made by your ancestors! How do you make me trust you? ”

"Your Majesty, let me say something that is not appropriate to say. Don't forget, you also have Turkic blood in your body, and you are also half Turkic! When you doubt us, you doubt yourself, you doubt your own mother's tribe...... Your biological mother, Ashina, is the most beautiful and courageous girl in our tribe! She is a gift from heaven and a treasure of the grassland that makes the sun and the moon shine. The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and a slight glint appeared in his eyes.

However, after he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the court immediately condensed.

The most taboo topic in the palace is to mention Zhou Youchen's biological mother, Concubine Xiao.

Zhou Youchen's face changed instantly, and his heart was also shocked.

He didn't want to know what kind of person his mother was, but unfortunately someone had never given him this opportunity to know his mother and remember his mother. There is not even a portrait of her in this palace......

Seeing his stiff expression, the Turkic envoy continued to speak: "Your Majesty the Emperor, in our Turks, no one dares to doubt his mother, and no one dares to snub his mother. Never forget, where are you from? ”

Hearing this, Zhou Youchen's fists gradually tightened and clenched into fists.

Just as he was about to speak, someone outside the hall suddenly said: "Concubine Lan has arrived!" ”