Chapter 343: Panyu 69 Winter Rain
But she has always maintained that natural innocence of heart, caring for her subordinates in the army, and taking care of each other with her companions. In particular, the Poppy Organization was founded, which took in those talented people who were either wandering or withdrawn, which happened to complement the military camp. It was the condensation point of her wisdom and innocence, a legend that had never existed in the Northland.
"I remember that once, Princess Shangyang took a group of noble children to beat Princess Xibao, and Princess Tianjin was there. Because she was still young, she couldn't protect Princess Xibao, so she had to quietly wipe Princess Xibao's wounds. Then I told the prince about it, and the prince taught the bastards a lesson, and finally Princess Bo Tianjin smiled. Huo Li said lightly.
Yunshu chuckled, "Oh, so you still have a sense of justice." β
"It's not." Huo Li shook his head, "Princess Xibao is an outlier in the royal family, and no one will care about her affairs. β
"Then why do you care?"
"I didn't care." Huo Li recalled, his eyebrows floating a little reluctant, "I saw her secretly wipe her tears under a sycamore tree after sending Princess Xibao away. β
"......" Yun Shu was slightly stunned, not knowing how to answer.
"She's still so young, why should she let herself bear so much?" The corners of Huo Li's mouth twitched, and he said sarcastically, "In the royal family, kindness is not needed. β
"She's the closest to the prince, so I have a lot of opportunities to observe her. But I was too far away from her to see her. β
So he wanted to get closer, but he didn't dare. Because that was an offense, how could he, who was so humble, go near a holy light.
"I don't know her, I can only listen to her orders. So you just asked me if I was familiar with the young marshal? Huo Li smiled bitterly, "We don't know each other." β
"But this doesn't mean that I will protect the young marshal's mind less than the prince!"
Yun Shu nodded, such emotions, he could understand. He suddenly had a lot of respect for the man in front of him, and although he didn't seem so intelligent, he pushed his good qualities to the limit.
Everything about him belongs to the crown prince, and it can also belong to Tianjin, but it does not belong to himself.
"Okay, I know." Yun Shu looked at the mighty and unyielding man, his eyes flashed with respect, "Those who march and fight, it is inevitable that there will be many things. Tianjin seems to be a little unhappy these days, so you can go and see it when you have time. β
"I'm not going." Huo Li refused very simply.
Yun Shu was a little surprised, "Why?" β
"I can't say your words." Huo Li glanced at Yun Shu with a peculiar look, as if he was a little unconvinced, but he still turned his face and lowered his voice slightly, "You go." If you lead troops to fight and cut off your head and see blood, just tell me to go. β
Looking at the upright general, Yun Shu chuckled, "Okay, you pay attention to rest, I'll go back first." β
Huo Li didn't speak, and watched the humble and handsome son slowly leave - isn't the princess happy? Why is she upset? Is it because of the capture? Or is it because of the bad fighting?
In fact, why didn't he want to approach her gently and ask, what is the young marshal concerned about, and what can his subordinates do for you?
But he couldn't.
He tried, but he couldn't.
Whenever he was close to Princess Tianjin, there was always a voice in his heart that reminded him that he was born into a family that disgraced him, that he was a humble prisoner, and that he could only live like a human being under the protection of the crown prince.
His spear can slash kings and stab enemies, but the only thing he can't do is to cut it in one or two with the past.
But even so, he was content.
Just watched from afar, watching the prince ascend the throne as king one morning, watching the princess retreat from her dress and her wedding dress was long.
The wind and rain are shaking, the leaves of Chang'an are flying away, and the early winter falls into the world.
The huge palace, which covers an area of 100 miles, became extremely silent after a slanting rain.
Wearing a cloak, Xibao walked around the back garden boredly, and there were no flowers in the garden, only a few green leaves were still swaying in the wind.
When passing by a plum forest, Xibao finally smiled lightly, and when it was colder, the plum blossoms were about to bloom.
I don't know what the scenery of the Tianjin Road will be like? Will she be able to see Aoxue's red plum tooβjust like herself?
Xibao walked for an unknown amount of time along the way, and suddenly someone stopped her.
"Don't go any further."
Xibao was slightly stunned, looked at the road ahead, and turned two more corners to Xiaoyu Palace.
Tuobaja ......
yes, how did she get here, she couldn't go to him as careless as before.
She is Murong Chong's fiancΓ©e, and she will soon be the acting princess, if she is found to be secretly meeting other men, she should gossip again.
It's not good for him or for himself!
Thinking of this, Xibao turned around and walked back.
But after taking two steps, the person behind her stopped her again, "It's not early, princess go back." β
Xibao raised his head, only to realize that he had taken the wrong path again, and he couldn't help but sigh in annoyance and chose another path.
Back in the dormitory, the sky was a lot darker.
When the maids who served saw the princess returning, they went to serve from side to side.
And the maid who had been following Xibao stood beside her without moving.
She quietly watched everyone busy, and only pointed out if there was anything wrong. But if it's Xibao's personal matter, she will still do it herself.
She is the eldest maid next to Princess Xibao, Fenghuang.
After all, she is also a maid, and her status is not high, and she is even a little humble. But every time she stands with Xibao, she also has an irrepressible aristocratic temperament.
She is very withdrawn, and she doesn't talk much with the princess on weekdays, although she is a servant, there is no trace of humility in her behavior. On the contrary, there is a deep and introverted temperament.
The lights were on, and after dinner, Fenghuang took off his red makeup for Xibao, took a wooden comb, and gently combed his hair.
"Isn't the princess happy?" Feng Huang asked lightly.
Xibo lowered his eyes, "What should I be happy about?" β
"......" Feng Huang didn't answer, quietly combing the wisp of green silk.
Xibao sighed lightly, "It would be great if I could go to the battlefield to kill the enemy like Sister Tianjin." β
"You don't want to go to war, you just want to be free." Feng Huang always gets to the point, and sometimes Xibao blames her for being too venomous.
Xibao looked at himself in the bronze mirror, and raised the corners of his mouth bitterly, "I miss Sister Tianjin, I want to meet her." β
"Why don't you want to think about yourself?"
"What do I have to think of?" She is living so well, she has no worries about food and clothing, even Princess Shangyang hasn't bothered her for a long time, what does she have to worry about.
Feng Huang raised his head, looked at Xibao in the mirror, and said lightly, "The real you, you haven't even seen yourself, why don't you want to?" β