Lan Jing'an finally instructed Su Mei a few words: "Remember, in this big camp, you can only trust the four people I just mentioned and obey the orders of these four people." When you should be tough, be tougher, and you must guard Brother Qingyun for me, so that he can wait for me to return with the holy grass safely. ”

Su Mei cried and agreed. Lan Jing'an asked Su Mei to hand over the holy grass drawn by Li Xie and the map of Bonan Mountain to Biluan, and finally went to the Zhongjun tent to take a look at Brother Qingyun.

It was only twenty or thirty steps from Lan Jing'an's camp tent to the Chinese military tent, but every step she took was difficult. She had never felt so close to Brother Qingyun, but so far away. She knew in her heart that when she came back from the southwest this time, she was afraid that it would be really impossible for her to marry him again.

Lan Jing'an walked to the front of the Chinese military tent, but her hands trembled and she didn't dare to open the tent curtain. After a long time, she mustered up enough courage to open only a corner of the curtain, but she hesitated and couldn't take a step.

I saw that in the Chinese military tent, only Li Xie was taking care of Xiao Qingyun. Her Qingyun brother was lying quietly on the marching bed, and Li Xie was sitting on the edge of his bed, with his back to the curtain, completely unaware that he was standing here at this time.

Li Xie gently wiped the stains on Xiao Qingyun's face, and Lan Jing'an could only see her Qianqian hand fall together, sliding across the face of the person she loved the most.

At this time, she suddenly thought of the dream she had when she first came to the camp in Jizhou. At the beginning, it was because of that dream that she strengthened her determination to drive Li Xie out of the camp. Now that she finally knew what it was like to be in her dream, the despair of life was like an invisible hand firmly grasping her heart, and she couldn't help but reach out and press her chest in pain.

Lan Jing'an just looked at it stupidly, wanting to see and remember Brother Qingyun's appearance again, but her eyes became more and more blurred.

Biluan, who packed up her things and came out, found that the girl had not entered the Zhongjun tent at all, but was just standing stupidly at the curtain. She stepped forward, only to find that Lan Jing'an was holding the curtain with one hand and pressing her heart with the other, and she was already in tears. Bi Luan hurriedly called out to her, calling Lan Jing'an's mind back.

As soon as Lan Jing'an let go, the heavy curtain closed again, and there was no trace of light coming through. Lan Jing'an closed his eyes for a moment, then wiped away the cold tears on his face with both hands, turned his head, and said "go" to Biluan briefly, and left the Zhongjun tent without looking back.

At this time, Li Xie, who was sitting on the side of Xiao Qingyun's bed, had already heard the movement and looked back at the curtain, but there was no figure there. A slight smile appeared on her beautiful face, and she thought silently in her heart, "Da Si Zhi, go well, don't send it."

Now that it was almost dawn, Lan Jing'an, who should have been sleeping peacefully, was riding on a horse at this moment and saying goodbye to Bai Qingfeng at the gate of the camp. She was followed by the most loyal guards of her, and they were to accompany her on this journey that should not have been.

Bai Qingfeng finally comforted her and said, "Third sister, don't think too much, take care of yourself." With me here, I will wait with the marshal for your safe return. Lan Jing'an looked at him gratefully, said "thank you", waved his whip, and took the lead in riding away.

Fine snowflakes finally began to float in the sky, falling on Bai Qingfeng's lips, cold. It wasn't until Lan Jing'an left that he realized that it was her birthday. Without a single blessing, Lan Jing'an left the Jizhou camp with a sad heart and went to the southwest.

And Xie Weining, who was in the alley, was still reading at night, and he hadn't slept all night, and Yin Quan was looking at him worriedly.

Xie Weining was distraught, he couldn't remember how many times his heart hurt tonight. This shows that there must be something big going on in Lan Jing'an, he is far away in the southwest, even though he is very worried in his heart, he is helpless. Xie Weining had no choice but to comfort herself, since she was still alive, it meant that she at least had no worries about her life.

Xie Weining couldn't read the book anymore, so he closed the book haphazardly, planning to chat with Yin Quan for a while to see if he could divert his mind. He opened his mouth and asked Yin Quan: "Are the gifts for my father ready?" ”

Yin Quan replied, "It's all ready." But, master, you really don't plan to go back this time? You haven't given the emperor a birthday for two years in a row. ”

Xie Weining said helplessly: "I also want to go back to the imperial capital to visit my father, but who let Xie Chengxian's useless thing be arrested by Wai Prison again." If I don't take him with me and return to the imperial capital empty-handed, do you say that those old ministers will not scold me to death? I guess my father will be disappointed too. In that case, why go back? ”

mentioned the eldest prince Xie Chengxian, Xie Weining was angry. At the beginning, he tried his best to save him from Yelang, but he swaggered himself and fell into the hands of King Qianwei. The war that caused him to advance Qianwei was more than ten times slower.

In the end, he finally made Qianwei the king of Zhao'an and ransomed his life. As a result, this unconscious Xie Chengxian refused to return to the imperial capital honestly, and pressed him in the name of the imperial brother.

For the sake of his father, he endured him again and again, so he didn't be ruthless to him. Who knows, the Dian Kingdom has not yet been taken, and he whimsically went to attack the Ailao, or secretly led the troops forward, without discussing it with himself. Now it's okay, let the mourning people arrest again.

The self-reliant king Liu Maung was really calm, and he arrested people for almost ten days before he sent a letter to himself, held Xie Chengxian hostage, and let him go to negotiate in himself. It seems that this guy also learned from Shao Ayi of Qianwei, and he knew that he couldn't beat himself, so he relied on this trick to get some sweetness.

Xie Weining's fingers tapped on the bookcase for a while, thinking in his heart. It's okay in this way, the army of Xia has been fighting for nearly two years, not only has it cost the people and money, but it is also almost at the limit, and it is necessary to take a rest. If you can catch Liu Maung first without spending a single soldier, then you can also free up your hands to complete the war in the Dian Kingdom, and then let the army take a breath for a while.

It seems that this trip to the mourning prison, I have to go, and I have to go if I don't go. However, when Xie Chengxian is brought back this time, he must not be soft-hearted anymore, even if he is tied up, he must be tied back to the imperial capital, otherwise it will be a disaster to keep him here.

Xie Weining had made up his mind, and said to Yin Quan seriously: "You sent a letter to Liu Maung, saying that I agreed to go to the mourning prison to negotiate." Let him tell me where to go. Then I will prepare a team of men to go with me. ”

Yin Quan nodded and agreed. The master is now very powerful in the southwest, and these kings, big and small, all know how powerful he is, and it is normal for Liu Maung to be afraid before he fights. However, the eldest prince was arrested by Liu Maung again, but it was really useless, no wonder the master was so angry that he refused to call him the royal brother again.

Xie Weining saw that his affairs were all taken care of, and he thought of Lan Jing'an again. couldn't help but say to Yin Quan: "You said, she should have received the glass ball I gave her tomorrow, right?" ”

Yin Quan didn't know what to say. This night, because the master's heart has been hurting, he worried about her all night and didn't even sleep. Obviously, the master wanted to talk to himself and turn his mind, but he went around and around, and now his heart is still thinking about the great priest.