Her voice of refusal was a little harsh, and Wei Huaijin was slightly stunned when she heard this.

His eyes were gloomy, looking at the soft smoke tent in the dark night, and his expression was cold.

Then after a while, he took Su Shengsheng and hugged him back to his chest, "It's okay, I'll accompany you and do nothing." ”

"It's cold in spring, if there is no earth dragon in Lanxuan, and the charcoal fire is suffocating, I will warm you at night and do nothing."

In the dark night, Wei Huaijin's voice was extremely soft, and he repeatedly assured that he was a little humble.

Su Shengsheng's heart ached, he bit his lip hard, and endured another sentence on the tip of his tongue.

Since Emperor De fell ill, the government affairs of the previous dynasty were all handled by He Guangyi and Wei Huaijin.

Among them, the head of the celebrant is He Guangyi, the first seat of the celebrant supervisor, and the German emperor entrusted most of the political affairs to him.

Although Wei Huaijin ran diligently in Zhaoyang Palace, he didn't seem to have any important errands.

Compared with the current hot palm print, Lord He, this Xichang factory seems to have passed the limelight when he first took office.

"You are the factory of Xichang, what is it to live in Zhaoyang Hall for a long time?"

After half a ring, Su Shengsheng spoke in a low voice.

Wei Huaijin was still reluctant when he heard her words, but he didn't insist on refusing, he closed his eyes slightly, pulled the brocade quilt again, and wrapped the two of them.

"The emperor is unwell, and the minister is just temporarily living in Zhaoyang Hall for the convenience of running errands."

He coaxed her softly, grabbed her limp waist, and let her lie back on the bed.

"Don't lie to me, where is there so much trouble for you to do now?"

Su Shengsheng opened his eyes, looking for him with a pair of cat eyes, although he couldn't see anything.

Wei Huaijin smiled, stretched out his hand and nodded Su Shengsheng's lips, "Silly girl, the errand of the West Factory is not on the stage." ”

Su Shengsheng was slightly stunned, "Then tell me what you do on weekdays?" ”

Wei Huaijin lowered his eyes, and after half a sound, he said softly, "Okay." ”

Then, Wei Huaijin talked about several major cases he handled after he took office as the governor of Xichang.

From the case of King Qi's rebellion, to the corruption case of the political envoy in Hedong, and half a year ago, he rebelled against the Helan people and returned to Dayue.

Su Shengsheng listened carefully, thoughtfully, but gradually became a little unsupportable, and his eyelids closed frequently.

Wei Huaijin saw it in her eyes, lowered her head and kissed the top of her hair lightly, "If you are sleepy, go to sleep, these stories, after telling them once, they will not sound good." ”

Su Shengsheng nestled in Wei Huaijin's arms and snorted sleepily, and after a while, she whispered softly as if she was very sleepy: "Huaijin, how long will it take for my eyes to find the antidote?" ”

In the dark, in the soft smoke tent of flowers and apricots, the air seemed to become a little stagnant.

Half-ranging, Wei Huaijin didn't answer.

Su Shengsheng also seemed to be asleep, and did not continue to ask.

"Sheng'er, don't worry, it's fast, everything is fast."

I don't know how long it took, Wei Huaijin's voice sounded in the tent, low, almost inaudible.

Su Shengsheng's eyelashes trembled, and there was no response.

……

In the spring of the twenty-second year of Yingde, Su Changlin, the second prince of the Dayue Dynasty, led 400,000 soldiers and horses in the northwest battalion to the Northern Expedition.

The Helan people finally looked forward to the rescue and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

The Ugo tribe, who also received the news, seemed to be frightened by Da Yue's real Northern Expedition, and withdrew their troops for hundreds of miles overnight, retreating to Beique Mountain without moving.

The war did not begin in full swing, but fell into a bizarre stalemate before it began.

For Da Yue, it is a good thing that the Northern Xinjiang Clan retreated without a fight and their morale was low.

But in the past few days, the atmosphere in Shengjing has been inexplicably tense.