The Temple of Nourishing the Heart.

Wen Cheng frowned, and said with a serious expression: "The western border region of my country has reported that the Xiluo bandits have come one after another recently. It seems that this battle has to be fought. Ladies and gentlemen, what do you think? ”

When Wen Hexuan heard this, after some psychological struggle, he gritted his teeth, "Father, the son is willing to fight." ”

Wen Qingyun frowned and looked at Wen Hexuan. This kid is doing something famous.

Wen Yizhan was happy with this scene, hooked his lips and smiled, "The ninth brother has the heart to serve the country, but this king is impressed." ”

Wen Hexuan glanced at Wen Yizhan and said lightly: "Indeed, with the temperament of the fourth brother, it is indeed difficult to understand. ”

"You ......"

Wen Yizhan pointed at Wen Hexuan, dumb and eating Coptis chinensis, unable to say if he was bitter.

Wen Cheng coughed lightly a few times, interrupting this unpleasant conversation, "Xuan'er, are you sure you want to lead the troops to the battle?" ”

"Father, the son has made up his mind."

Wen Hexuan furrowed his eyebrows, and there was no emotion on his handsome face.

Wen Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and the hand in his cuff was quietly clenched.

"Well, my father really didn't think of you wrongly. Xuan'er, then you can go back and prepare. Go early! ”

"Yes, Father."

Out of the Heart Cultivation Palace, Wen Qingyun looked at Wen Hexuan's lonely back, and said lightly, "Stop." ”

When Wen Hexuan heard this, his tall body shook slightly. Then he turned around stiffly, "Sixth brother." ”

"Why go?"

Wen Qingyun stared at him tightly, a pair of fox eyes surging with uncatchable anger at this time.

Wen Hexuan pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying, "It's nothing, you should go out to enjoy the scenery and relax." In addition, this king doesn't want to watch the six sisters-in-law and you two get tired every day, and you will be annoyed to death. ”

Wen Qingyun captured the key information, and sure enough, Lao Jiu liked Helan Wei.

It turned out that it was because of this that he chose to go on the expedition.

Wen Qingyun pursed her lips and didn't say anything more. He glanced at Wen Hexuan deeply and said, "Be careful in everything, the queen mother, this king, and ...... Your six sisters-in-law don't want to see you hurt. ”

When Wen Hexuan heard this, he was stunned, and for a long time, he put on a bright smile, "I'll rest assured with you, the one who can hurt this king hasn't been born yet!" ”

Except, of course...... Helan Wei.

……

Evening.

Snow Micro Pavilion.

Wen Qingyun looked at He Lanwei, who was fascinated by the book, about Wen Hexuan's going to go on the expedition, but he couldn't say a word.

After a long time, he smiled faintly, "Weiwei, have you ever seen the night market here?" ”

Helan raised her head from the book when she heard this, and her two big eyes flowed with brilliant brilliance, "No, no, no...... Wen Qingyun, why don't you take me there! I stay in the palace every day, and I'm bored to death......"

Wen Qingyun looked at her aggrieved little appearance, and smiled, "Okay, okay, then you go and clean up, and we'll set off in a while." ”

"Gotcha!"

Although Dongsheng's night market is not as bustling as a modern night market, it has all kinds of novel knick-knacks. There are those who sell trinkets, there are those who sell snacks, and even those who tell stories. Helan looked east and west, not to mention how excited.

Passing by a mask stall, Helan leaned over slightly. She picked up a small monkey mask and tried it on her face, "How's that?" It's not like Monkey King! Hey! Ha! ”

As she spoke, she also pretended to practice martial arts. Wen Qingyun looked at her cute little appearance, and couldn't help but smile secretly, "It's not like Sun Wukong, but like a Bima Wen." ”