"Xianggong, as soon as I said that many people died, I felt very uncomfortable." Hua Muyue threw herself into Zhao Huaijin's arms, her eyes red.

"Don't cry, you cry for your husband." Zhao Huaijin lifted Hua Muyue's head and kissed her forehead.

"Xianggong, do you know about General Baowei? Can you tell me about it? ”

"I know a little bit about my husband, but I don't know as much as Anping, and the person Anping admires the most is General Baowei. Lady, sit down and talk to you slowly for your husband. ”

Zhao Huaijin sat on the chair, hugged Hua Muyue on his lap, and hugged her.

Hua Muyue snuggled lightly in Zhao Huaijin's arms and listened very carefully.

"General Baowei was born in a family of generations of meritorious service, the Lingjiang Flower Mansion that the lady had heard of before, his great-grandfather accompanied Gaozu to fight the world is the founding father, to General Baowei's generation, there is no humiliation, and his prestige is even more terrifying to the enemy country."

"General Baowei is so powerful, how old was he when he died in battle?" Hua Muyue wanted to know about General Baowei, and she realized that she had always been too ignorant of the things of this era.

"General Baowei is powerful, he broke into the enemy camp at the age of eighteen, captured the commander alive, and later made countless military exploits, maybe he was jealous of his talents, and he was only thirty years old when he died."

Hua Muyue suddenly turned around and hugged Zhao Huaijin tightly, "Xianggong, you can never leave me." ”

Zhao Huaijin heard the panic and uneasiness from Hua Muyue's voice, put her hand on Hua Muyue's back, and patted her gently, "Lady, don't be afraid, your husband's body can't go to the battlefield, don't be afraid to accompany you for your husband." ”

"Well, you're with me." Hua Muyue felt very uncomfortable in her heart, unspeakably uncomfortable, and only by hugging Zhao Huaijin tightly could she feel a little relieved.

"It's a pity that General Baowei died at such a young age."

"Yes, the sorrow of Da Chu, Nanzhao has not been peaceful in recent years, it would be great if General Baowei was still there." Zhao Huaijin let out a long sigh.

"Xianggong, it's not too early, I'll send you to the academy." Although Hua Muyue was reluctant, she still spoke.

"I'll leave tomorrow, okay?" Zhao Huaijin knew that she really should go, but she couldn't rest assured that the lady was so sad just now.

"It's not good, you study hard, I'm fine at home." Hua Muyue got up from Zhao Huaijin and pulled him.

Zhao Huaijin had no choice but to get up, pulled Hua Muyue into her arms, and said in an intimate tone, "Lady, don't move, let me hug you again." ”

Hua Muyue didn't break free, let Zhao Huaijin hold her, Xianggong, if you hold me like this again, I won't let you go.

Reluctantly.

Zhao Huaijin hugged for a while and let go of Hua Muyue, "Lady, let's go." ”

On the way back to Qishan Academy, Zhao Huaijin chattered, "Lady, when you are home alone, you must eat on time, and you must also pay attention to safety, don't go out at night, and don't ......open the door when a stranger knocks."

"Xianggong, I know, I have a lot of poison, don't worry about me, it's those who have bad intentions."

Hua Muyue felt that her family's cold husband had turned into Tang Seng today, chattering in her ear, it was really a sweet burden!

"Lady, take your husband's words to heart."

"Okay, I got it!"

"For the husband, he must obtain the approval of the Confucians of the Four Academies as soon as possible, and strive to stay in the academy as soon as possible."

"Xianggong, you should do a good job in the academy, and you are not in a hurry to come back." Hua Muyue pushed Zhao Huaijin to the academy.

"Little without conscience." Zhao Huaijin smiled at the corner of his mouth, and nodded Hua Muyue's forehead affectionately.

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