The eight-hundred-mile expedited war report was sent to Emperor Jiawen, making him really angry.

The old king of Xiliang was a timid and fearful person, and during his reign for many years, there were many disputes in various countries, but in his hands, he would not advocate war if he could solve anything that could be solved without war, so he was able to maintain good relations with Dadu for so many years.

I didn't expect that as soon as the old King Xiliang passed away, the new King of Xiliang couldn't bear it, and wanted to expand the territory of Xiliang, so he even hit the idea to Dadu.

This kind of malicious provocation of war, Emperor Jiawen could not bear it, and he couldn't bear it, so he sent the ministers to discuss the Xiliang war on the same day.

Emperor Jiawen didn't mean to make peace at all, so he didn't have to worry about whether to make peace or fight at all.

When it got dark, the person in charge had already decided, and it was still Mu Li, who had made great contributions to the war in the northwest.

Mu Li knelt down and received the handsome seal of the handsome, and looked at Emperor Jiawen's face without anything wrong before he said: "Your Majesty, the ministers have something to ask for, and I hope that the emperor will approve it." ”

Emperor Jiawen pressed his temples a little tiredly, and said lightly: "Let's talk about it." ”

"Weichen asks for his life for His Royal Highness King Rui, and I hope that the emperor can be gracious to His Royal Highness King Rui to make up for his mistakes."

Zhao Yiheng has been under house arrest for nearly a year, and Dali Temple does not even have a little evidence to prove Zhao Yiheng's corruption, but Jiangnan has suffered countless deaths and injuries, and it is indeed his fault. This matter is deadlocked, neither convicting Zhao Yiheng nor letting him out, and now if Emperor Jiawen has not given up on this son, he will definitely give him a chance, and this Xiliang war has become a good step.

Emperor Jiawen didn't answer, only frowned, and continued to press the sudden pounding temple.

Mu Li said again: "In the northwest war, His Royal Highness King Rui is resourceful, brave and good at fighting, he is a rare talent, and I hope the emperor can give him a chance." ”

The holy decree came down early the next morning, Zhao Yiheng was hugging Mu Mingshu and rolling the red luan tent, and suddenly heard that there was a holy decree above, Mu Mingshu also said curiously: "Could it be that he has been convicted?" ”

Zhao Yiheng grinned, and quickly continued to finish the unfinished business, then got up and put on his clothes and led Mu Mingshu to receive the order.

The eunuch who announced the decree was not angry when he saw that they came late, but politely read the contents of the holy decree, and then pinched the purse handed by Mu Mingshu and left with a smile, and the guards guarding outside the Rui Wang's mansion also withdrew.

Zhao Yiheng even looked at it once, and then handed it to Mu Mingshu: "My husband was able to be free this time thanks to my uncle, you can prepare more gifts when you go back another day." ”

Mu Mingshu responded with a smile, pinched the holy decree in his hand, and felt happy and sad in his heart.

Zhao Yiheng is a motivated and ambitious man, she has always known that it is a rare opportunity to go to Xiliang to extinguish the war this time, and she is happy for him. But in the past year, she is used to the days when he is by his side all the time, and she is also used to this comfortable life, once he leaves, she will inevitably have to worry about his safety in her heart.

Mu Mingshu's careful thoughts, how can Zhao Yiheng not see it, but he was born in such a royal family, that is, he does not fight, and those who compete for the top position will not let him go, if only he is alone, it will be fine, but now that there is Mu Mingshu and Zhao Ziyue, he has no intention to fight and win, and he can't live up to the affection of their mother and son in vain, and ask them to accompany him to Huangquan.

The guards of the Rui Wangfu withdrew, and the entire Rui Wangfu was free again, but the atmosphere in the mansion became inexplicably heavy.

Mu Mingshu personally packed his bags for Zhao Yiheng in every detail, but he was much more silent than before.

The army is about to travel, Zhao Yiheng is very busy every day, he didn't leave at dawn, and he only returned home in the middle of the month, Mu Mingshu hugged Zhao Ziyue with his eyes open and waited until he came back and hugged himself before he could sleep peacefully.

On the eve of the departure of the army, Zhao Yiheng still came back in the middle of the month, he lightly hugged Zhao Ziyue out, and when he came back, he saw Mu Mingshu looking at himself with watery eyes.

My heart softened, I reached out and hugged her in my arms, and said with a soft smile: "How can I live more and more and go back, I haven't seen you so fragile in the past." ”

Mu Mingshu's face turned red, but she didn't go back more and more, if it was her in the past, it was Zhao Yiheng who died on the battlefield this time, she estimated that it would be in line with a few tears, but now that he hasn't left, she can't help crying, she nestled in Zhao Yiheng's arms and rubbed it, and said in an urn voice: "It's all used to you." ”

Zhao Yiheng laughed, imprinted a kiss on her forehead, and then held her cheek against her lip flap and snatched it.

Mu Mingshu thought that he was going to leave tomorrow, and he was going to come back tonight, and was stretching out his hand to untie his shirt for him, but Zhao Yiheng suddenly stopped the kiss.

"Huh?" Mu Mingshu looked at him with some incomprehension, his face became more and more red, for fear that he would think that he was making a joke of his own affection.

Zhao Yiheng took a deep breath and kissed Mu Mingshu again: "I'll take a bath and wait for me to ......."

Mu Mingshu blushed and nodded, his thoughtfulness made her feel more and more reluctant.

Since she gave birth to Zhao Ziyue, her body has been much weaker than before, and she is easy to feel uncomfortable at every turn, and Zhao Yiheng doesn't know where she heard it.

When Zhao Yiheng came out, Mu Mingshu was wrapping himself tightly in a brocade quilt, only showing his head and looking at him with a wink.

Zhao Yiheng laughed at her like this: "How do you look like an insect." ”

Mu Mingshu glared at him: "You look like a worm." As he spoke, he stretched out a jade arm and hooked his hand at him.

Zhao Yiheng stepped forward with a smile, and when he got to the couch, he asked her to hook her neck, and whispered softly like a cat: "How good is this, when I think that you are going to go here for many days, my heart hurts hotly." ”

Zhao Yiheng couldn't help but laugh: "Hot in your heart? As he spoke, he kneaded and pinched one hand across the socket of his heart: "But here? For the husband to go to the fire for you? ”

Mu Mingshu chuckled: "If you are not serious, don't you feel a little moved?" ”

Zhao Yiheng lifted the brocade quilt, and then realized the mystery in the brocade quilt.

I saw Mu Mingshu wearing a black gauze dress, looming, mysterious and sultry, her belly pocket also faded, and the little red plum embroidered on the gauze dress will wrap the two rabbits. There are several layers of skirt below, wrapping her figure tightly, but you can see a pair of slender legs through the layers of gauze skirt, and the fine and dense red plum extends down from the waist to the skirt, and the plum blossoms become thinner and thinner the lower you go.

Zhao Yiheng's throat tightened, his eyebrows bent, and he leaned over: "Moved, very moved, the lady is so considerate of her husband, and she is greatly moved by her husband." His eyes rolled and he smiled meaningfully: "The husband will naturally not disappoint the lady." ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he covered the red plum on the rabbit's head, pinched a plum blossom, and took a bite gently: "This flower is very exquisite, and the lady must have put a lot of thought into it." ”

Mu Mingshu made him tremble, just hugged his head and giggled, but there was a little mist in his eyes inexplicably: "Husband, do you like it?" ”

"I like it, I like it." Zhao Yiheng stretched out his paws and poked into the skirt below, but he was happy in his heart, looking at Mu Mingshu's eyebrows and eyes becoming more and more gentle: "I don't know when I will return this time, I have to pay enough rations for my husband." ”

As soon as his skirt was lifted, he poked his head in......

On the second day, when the army was about to set off, Zhao Yiheng got up at the beginning of the year, Mu Mingshu rubbed his eyes and sat up: "Is it already the time?" ”

Zhao Yiheng looked sideways at her and didn't wake up, and his heart itched again, he bent down to clasp her head and poked his tongue into her mouth, stirring her up until she felt her tongue numb.

"It's still early, you can sleep more."

Yesterday he came back late, and he made trouble for her for half the night, and he dozed off with the general in his arms and was about to get up, she was not as good as before when she gave birth to Zhao Ziyue, and he was reluctant to let Mu Mingshu get tired.

Mu Mingshu was indeed tired, but remembering that it was a long time since she had said goodbye today, she still stood up and personally served Zhao Yiheng to dress and wash.

While putting on a heavy armor for him, he said: "I specially asked someone to make a heart guard and put it on in this armor, although it is a little heavier, but in the end it makes me feel at ease." He also said: "There is a peace charm on the clothes here that I personally went to the Kobo Temple to ask for, although I believe in these illusory things, it is useless, but it can be ......."

Her pair of green onion-like jade hands asked Zhao Yiheng to grab them, and kissed them on the head: "Lady, don't worry, being a husband is not for yourself, but for your mother and son to protect yourself." ”

Mu Mingshu's tears couldn't hold back anymore, and he threw himself into his arms: "Zhao Yiheng, if you dare to do something, I will marry someone else and find Ziyue a new father......

"How dare you ......"

The carriage of the Rui Wangfu followed the army until it reached the Shili Pavilion outside the city before stopping.

Mu Mingshu sat in the carriage, holding the somewhat dying Zhao Ziyue in his arms.

Zhao Yiheng jumped off the horse and got into the carriage, and before he could speak, he saw that the dying Zhao Ziyue stretched out his fat little hand to hug him, making Zhao Yiheng's heart melt, and took Zhao Ziyue's chin and rubbed it on his thin white face, making the villain giggle.

Mu Mingshu also laughed, and reached out for Zhao Yiheng to brush away the non-existent dust on his shoulders: "Be careful." ”

Zhao Yiheng was also uncomfortable in his heart, he had already developed a habit of being with Mu Mingshu day and night for many days, and now the sudden parting made him feel a little sad for no reason.

He stretched out his hand and hugged Mu Mingshu into his arms: "I don't know when I will return, you must be careful in everything in Kyoto." He also said: "This time I will leave Moshi to you, he is calmer than Mozhu, even if there is anything inconvenient for you to call him go." ”

Mu Mingshu nodded obediently in his arms, but at this moment she had no tears at all, and the whole person seemed very calm.

Zhao Yiheng imprinted a kiss on her forehead: "When I come back, there will be no next day like this." ”