Not long after walking out of Ganning Palace, the queen slowed down, looked sideways at the person behind her, and said coldly, "Tuoba, do you know what's wrong?" ”

"Tuoba knows his mistake."

The queen stopped, and the people behind her also stood together, "No matter what, it's a harem, fortunately, Your Majesty is not here." If this matter is handled by His Majesty, you will now be in prison in the Criminal Department. ”

Tuoba Jue remained silent, which was the answer to this sin, and Ziqi couldn't help but plead. "The queen mother, please calm her anger, Tuoba Jue is also eager to save people."

The queen snorted coldly, there are many things that are not only about Yu Li, but also about the royal family in general, and she can't be blamed for being ruthless. "Things are like this, you can't just forget it, you go to the Department of Punishment to get twenty boards. Don't wait for Your Majesty to come back and let people dig up this matter. ”

"Yes, Queen." Tuoba accepted without complaint.

After saying Tuoba, the queen looked at the party next to her again, and gave lukewarm condolences, "You two princesses, are you okay?" ”

Wen Jin raised his eyes slightly, his gaze was like a windless water, calm and indifferent, "Thank you for the queen's concern, we are fine." ”

The queen lifted her hand to the maid next to her, "Go back and send some silk and satin ornaments to the palace of the two princesses." ”

"Yes." The maid replied.

"Thank you, Queen Mother."

Wen Jin and Xi Bao did not shirk or be happy, and accepted the gift as if they were a routine.

"What about Princess Shangyang?" Murong Conflict suddenly mentioned another person.

Tuoba snorted softly, "She? She is the most proud one, should she be comforted? ”

Murong Chong patiently explained, "It's not comfort, it's to show the fair love of the queen." lest there be villains who privately say that the queen is biased. ”

"Well, that's right." The queen nodded, still feeling that Murong Chong was more attentive to what he said.

Murong Chong looked at the faces of the people on both sides with varying degrees of composure, and hurriedly filled in another sentence, "Of course, when we go back, we will go to visit Princess Wenjin in private, care is the most precious gift." ”

"And Hee-Po?" Ziqi reminded.

"Yes, and Hee-Po, of course."

The queen didn't care about their topic, but took their expressions into her eyes, and then smiled incomprehensibly and said, "Okay, the rest of you young people can handle it yourself, I'll go back first." ”

"Congratulations to the Queen."

The queen turned around with the support of the eunuch maid, and the robe that mopped the floor was as heavy as before, and pressed her slowly.

"Thank you for your help." Wen Jin bowed slightly to the three young dignitaries, his tone was soft and weak, and he seemed to be a little tired after tossing for a day. Xiao Xin stood behind her, carefully observing her expression, for fear that she would feel uncomfortable.

Murong Chong hurriedly returned the salute, "Do your best, don't thank you." ”

Although Wen Jin was frightened, her consistent upbringing still made her accustomed to tidying up her appearance, nodded to them with a smile, and turned to Xibao again, "Is my sister seriously injured?" ”

"I'm fine, a little skin trauma, just rest for a few days."

"Then I'll go to your palace to see you another day, I'll go back first."

"Sister walk slowly."

"Princess Wenjin, why don't we send you back." Wen Jin was just about to leave, but Murong Chong hurriedly stepped forward and looked at her with full courtesy.

However, Wen Jin didn't even raise his eyelids, and said lightly, "Don't work hard, let's send Sister Xibao." After speaking, with Xiao Xin's support, he won't leave with his head.

Tuoba Jue looked at the interaction between Murong Chong and Wen Jin with a complicated face, and his eyes were full of anger and anger.

He is also Xibao's fiancé, how do you think that he cares more about Princess Wenjin than he cares about Xibao, but Wenjin doesn't sell his face.

Ziqi laughed dryly twice and said, "Thanks to Murong Chong this time, I was only going to call him to go, but fortunately, he was witty and moved the queen away." ”

Murong Chong glanced at Tuoba Jue on the side, and deliberately raised his voice, "It's useless to rely on the courage of the horseman, it's not enough to succeed and more to lose." ”

"Even if I do it again, I'll rush over it as soon as possible. It's not always just the right time. Tuoba Jue watched Xibao say these heartfelt words, his expression solemn and stern.

Murong Chong's concept was obviously very different from him, and the eyes cast at him were full of mockery, "Xibao, I'll send you back." ”

"Yes, you have an injury, let's send you back together." I don't know if Ziqi misheard Murong Chong's words, it was obviously a matter of sending each other alone, so he said that he would send it together. If it weren't for the fact that his eyes were pure enough and his smile was sincere enough, Murong Chong really thought that he was deliberately finding fault.

Xibao was worried, but after a moment of thought, he nodded silently, "Okay." ”

She persuaded herself in her heart to get used to the days without Tianjin, and to get used to the identity of Murong Chong, the prince of Yan Kingdom, as his fiancée.

The three of them walked silently in the winding corridor, the road seemed to become extraordinarily long, looking like a nightmare, and they couldn't wake up.

At the foot of Bagong Mountain, the night of the stars.

In the early autumn season, the north has a little coolness, looking from a high place, there is a black and oppressive military camp stationed at the foot of Bagong Mountain, and there is a faint smell of blood hovering over the military camp, faintly revealing the atmosphere of slaughter.

The campfires in the barracks danced in the night breeze, and from time to time troops patrolling the camp passed by. Xie Shi's troops in the Southern Dynasty have always had strict military discipline, and at this moment, most of the military camps have been extinguished, and only a few are still lit with faint light.

In one of the tents, the young officer sat on his desk while he was still resting. There was a march map in front of him, and next to it was a wet inkstone, but he was not thinking about military plans, and he was not holding a brush in his hand—but a jade flute.

He was thinking about someone, thinking about her heroic posture, thinking about her arrogance...... No, he can't think about it, they won't have results at all, they may not even be friends.

She is the Northland. Military family members, and he is a nobleman of the Southern Dynasty, if it is just a difference in the country, it may not be much. With her bold personality, she will not mind this. But he is also a military person, and he is a high-level general, and with a wave of his hand, he can kill and injure countless people in the northern country.

He is not Yunshu, the son of a merchant, he is the son of the Xie family, the commander of the Northern Dynasty, Xie An, and bears the name of a general. He is Xie Yan, a general who confronted the prince of the Northern Kingdom in the army, and became famous inside and outside the war with one victory and ten battles - Xie Yan.

Even if they say goodbye, they should be on the battlefield......

Xie Yan put down the flute, his mind was restless, and he couldn't read any more information from the map.

"Newspaper—"

A voice suddenly came from outside the curtain, Xie Yan put away the flute, and the leisurely appearance just now instantly converged, and restored the normal color that a general should have, "Come in." ”

The soldier entered the tent, knelt on the ground and said, "The marshal will let you go." ”

"Got it, you go back first." Xie Yan replied to the soldier, and the soldier respectfully retreated.

What else could happen at such a late hour?

Xie Yan closed the map, got up and tidied up his clothes, and walked out with a tall figure.

"Dashuai, it's so late to summon you, but there is a ......" Xie Yan walked into the tent and stepped forward while saluting, but before he finished speaking, he was attracted by the two people standing next to him, to be exact, he was more surprised.

Although he had felt that their identities were different before, when he saw them in the tent of the marshal of the Southern Dynasty, he was still wary of trust. After all, they played tricks and pretended to be crazy and stupid and followed them all the way.