Zuo Shikun listened, raised his head and took a sip of wine, and said, "Everyone who has seen Jin Niang has such a question," his eyes suddenly turned sad, glanced at where Jin Niang was sitting, and sighed, "The prince doesn't know, that Cui Jinniang is a fierce general under my command, Xue Che's widow, eighteen years ago he fought with Qi Ning, went out with her husband, and was a Chinese medicine woman in the army," he glanced at Jiang An, and said slowly, "It's a pity that the fate is unfortunate, the first battle was lost, the whole army was annihilated, Captain Xue is missing, Jin Niang was captured by the enemy, In order to ask the whereabouts of the captain...... Hey," Zuo Shikun sighed, his eyes were sad, and he said softly, "The wound on Jin Niang's body was left at that time. ”

"What?" Han Yi was suddenly startled, flipped over the golden cup, slammed his fist on the table, gritted his teeth and said, "These beasts!" Yan Qingsong shook the feather fan in his hand gently, and his voice became mournful, "The battlefield sword has no eyes, even if it is accompanied by his side, it may still be separated, Jin Niang is just a military medicine girl, how can she know the whereabouts of the captain?" ”

When Jiang An heard this, he was stunned, his heart was filled with inexplicable sadness, he drank a glass of wine, and said, "Lonely and miserable, it is also desolate." ”

Seeing that the prince was sad, Zuo Shikun raised his hand to signal the woman beside him to serve carefully, waved his hand, and said with a smile, "Old things, don't mention them." Now Xinwu also takes more care of Jinniang, she is kind, and she doesn't feel that her appearance is terrible when she gets along more, oh," he seemed to remember something, patted his head, and laughed, "After listening to the pipa music, I forgot about it!" He paused, and said to the woman behind him, "You call Xiujie to come." The woman took the order, got up and left, he glanced at Jiang An, and said with a smile, "Xinwu City is small, not as small as the imperial capital, the prince is in person, and the guards are naturally much stronger, I have a young man here, raised by Jin Niang since childhood, he is clever, and his martial arts are not bad, and I hope that the prince will not give up. ”

Before the words fell, he saw that the maid beside Fang Cai brought Na Xiujie over and saluted everyone, Jiang An raised his eyes to look at the young man, and saw that he was handsome, with bright eyes and bright teeth, he bent down and saluted, raised his eyes and asked with a smile, "The prince is well." Although he is young, there is still a little childishness on his face, but the heroic spirit revealed in his eyebrows is somewhat similar to Jiang An's personal guard Luoshan. Jiang An suddenly thought of Luoshan and Banqiu Banxia who stayed in Wan'an Palace, and he was a little distracted for a while, and he forgot to raise his hand to let him get up, the young man laughed, showed his white teeth, and asked again, "Is the prince okay?" Jiang An came back to his senses, sighed, and said with a smile, "What a living child!" He raised his hand and motioned for him to get up. When Xiu Jie heard this, he grinned, took a step forward, and stood behind Jiang An with his sword. Jiang An turned his head slightly, and when he saw that he was so clever, he didn't feel overjoyed.

Zuo Shikun saw it, stroked his palms and smiled, "So, very good, very good." He stared at Xiu Jie and said solemnly, "You have to protect the prince well, if there is a mistake, you will not be spared!" Xiu Jie grinned and replied loudly, "Yes!" ”

Yan Qingsong was eating the delicacies of the City Lord's Mansion at this time, pointing at the City Lord, his eyes turned lightly, and he laughed, "Zuo City Lord, you are really thoughtful, the prince is here, the beauty is there, the delicacies are there, and the sound is there," he looked at Xiu Jie's bright eyes and laughed, "Even the guards are there, haha." ”

"Wherever it is, it's all Shikun should do." Zuo Shikun smiled lightly, took the wine glass handed by the woman behind him, and raised his hand to signal, "Please." Seeing this, everyone also took the wine glass and said, "Please." ”

Outside Liaoyin City, Ye Jin waved his army north and stationed thirty miles south of Liaoyin City. The 30,000-strong army lined up, forming a tiger and wolf, ready to go. The main general, Ye Jin, the son of the royal family, regards Liao Yin as a thing in his bag. In the scorching summer, this time it was a drizzle of sycamores, the wind and rain were oblique, and a few flying swallows passed sideways, whispering with low eyebrows, chasing a few thunders. Outside the handsome tent, a woman in purple stood with an umbrella, covered her face with purple veil, her eyes were far away, looking at the bank of the Hengqin River through the rain curtain, almost wanting to pass through the river and chase towards the clouds. Lingling's drizzle slanted slightly, sliding down from the umbrella bone, drowning in dust in an instant. The bamboo umbrella does not block the cold wind, and she almost wants to be scattered, her eyebrows are long, and her hands are a little tighter. Originally, the clothes were fluttering, and after a while, they got wet.

Behind her, a woman in white pulled the curtain with her hand, held a bamboo umbrella, took a step forward, raised her hand and groaned, "Princess, it's windy outside the tent, let's enter the tent." ’

As if she didn't hear her words, the woman in purple still looked leisurely, looking into the distance, as if she was longing, and she was even more distracted. The woman in white saw that the drizzle was filling the gown, her heart was slightly sour, she stepped forward, grabbed her shoulder, and said softly, "Princess! ’

The purple-clothed woman's eyelids drooped, allowing her to pull her shoulders, but her gaze was persistent, turning her head to look into the distance. It wasn't until he stepped into the tent and lowered the curtain that he lowered his eyelids.

She turned her head to look at the begonia in the tent, her figure suddenly trembled slightly, raised her hand and pointed lightly, and there was a hoarse and terrifying babbling sound in her throat.

The woman in white frowned, hurriedly stepped forward, tore off the pot of begonias, threw them into the rain, stroked her shoulders, and comforted her softly, "If the princess likes it, let the prince give it again." ’

Seeing this, the woman in purple stepped forward quickly, opened the curtain, and looked at the flowers in the rain stupidly, with a trace of sadness in her eyes.

The drizzle began to drizzle, and it gradually stopped at dusk. Although it is summer, there are a few drips in front of the steps, but there is a bit of autumn in it. The woman in purple plucked the light veil with her slender hand, looked over, saw that the night was getting thicker, seemed to remember something, lowered her eyelids, and was silent for a while.

At this time, in the tent of Qi Ningshuai, a man dressed in gold armor, with thick sword eyebrows, retreated left and right, and one person boiled a pot of sake, lying in the tent and drinking to himself. This time, it seems that King Qi Ning is full of confidence! Jiang An, Jiang An. Ye Jin muttered, and a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. I remembered that I had played against him many years ago, when I was young and frivolous, I was proud of my talents, and I was very light on the enemy. When he regrouped and wanted to get rid of his shame, he heard that Jiang An rose bravely, handed over his military power, and never went to the battlefield again. And this battle was actually designed for Mrs. Shisu, so that the king of Donglai only gave him 10,000 troops and borrowed a knife to kill people. It's really boring to lead your troops to fight a winning battle with your fierce enemy. Thinking of this, he looked at him, sneered, and drank the sake in his hand. The general Ye Jin, the son of the royal family of Qi Ning, has sword eyebrows and sword eyes, and has a strong aura. He has a bold and uninhibited personality, has repeatedly made military exploits, is quite conceited, likes to drink, and is heavy for the king of perched lemons. This time, the opponent was Jiang An, who was originally quite jealous, but Zisu was ingenious and had a counter-plan, so that the king of Donglai only had 10,000 soldiers with him, less than one-third of his side, thinking of this, he rolled up his wine glass and sneered, "Jiang An, even if you are strategizing, it is difficult to cook without rice this time." ”

The curtain moved slightly, and the sound did not sound like the wind blowing, he frowned, and snorted dissatisfiedly, "Who? ’

A pair of small hands lifted the tent, and Ye Jin only heard the footsteps of the person moving forward, but he didn't answer. He threw away the golden cup, looked back and smiled, quickly sat up, and said respectfully, "Princess." ’

Princess Fleur walked up to him quickly, her brow furrowed slightly, she sat beside him, tugging at the corner of his clothes, and turned her head in dissatisfaction. Ye Jin was stunned for a moment, hurriedly pulled her little face, and said softly, "Cousin." ’

Ye Shuifu turned his head at this time, his eyes were bright, and he outlined a crescent moon. It is not difficult to imagine that under the purple veil, a hibiscus must bloom on the beautiful face.

'It's cold at night, you're a golden branch and jade leaf, and your body is not good, how can you come here?' Ye Jin got up and took his wide cloak and draped it on her, seeing that her eyes were blinking like stars in the night sky, he didn't feel a smile in his heart. The slender fingers stopped in the air and made a tactful gesture, Ye Jin looked at it with a smile and groaned slightly, "My cousin asked me when I was the teacher?" ’

He turned his head to look at the map hanging on the wall, and the red flag on it had been inserted under Liaoyin City, his eyes were sharp, and he turned his palm and smiled, "Soon." ’

After a little hesitation, he looked back and asked, 'Does my cousin miss the king?' ’

Ye Shuifu lowered her head and fiddled with the corners of her clothes, her eyes seemed to be full of tears.

'I know. Ye Jin glanced at his cousin with pity, and the tactful gesture and the light veil covering his face all pierced his heart deeply.

It was hard for him to imagine what kind of ugly scars were winding on the face with such beautiful eyes behind the hazy light veil, and listening to her hoarse babbling, he couldn't remember what kind of warbler cry came out of the throat of the shy young girl?

Ye Jin clenched his fists, glanced at the woman beside him who was as agile as a deer, and his heart was sour, little sister, if I know, who hurt you...... He glanced at the sword hanging on the wall, his eyes were sharp, since he was a child, after King Qi Ning sent her to Anping Mountain as a child, he hadn't seen her for many years, but he heard that the princess was injured when she was eleven years old. Thinking of this, Ye Jin glanced at her cousin who was dancing in front of her, and smiled bitterly, no matter what, the catastrophe at the age of eleven, she avoided it, it's good to be alive, it's good to be alive.