Chapter Ninety-Three

Time flies, and it is half a year in a flash, Wu Ya's life is still the same, working, going to the street, squatting in the teahouse...... It's no different from before, except for the lack of the person who is always with you. In the past six months, there have been continuous wars in the south, with victories and defeats, but basically big wins and small defeats, and in general, Shuguo is in an advantage. The strange battles that came from the front were also passed on by word of mouth in the streets and alleys.

"I heard that in two months at most, the war in the south will be over." Dong Ye drank tea leisurely.

Wu Ya's men paused, and slowly turned the page again, "Who can explain the war clearly." ”

"Dajin Guo can't hold on, and the losses in this war have exceeded their expectations. The god of war probably didn't expect that there was such a person in the Akeno Kingdom who could make him suffer. Dong Ye looked at Wu Ya playfully, "I didn't expect that harmless-looking handsome guy next door to be so harmful." ”

When Wu Ya heard him say this, she remembered that on the day of the send-off, she saw Li Yu riding a black war horse, with a serious and domineering look.

"Damn, what did you think of with this face?" Dong Ye looked at Wu Ya opposite in shock.

"*Hairy." The square table was not wide, Wu Ya kicked the foot of Dong Ye's chair, although the chair did not turn over, but Dong Ye was frightened, the teacup in his hand fell on him, the tea immediately wet his placket, Dong Ye jumped up in embarrassment and shook the tea on his clothes.

"Uh...... Mistake, I'll tap it next time. Wu Ya touched her head awkwardly.

"Not next time." Dong Ye looked at his dark blue clothes, fortunately he didn't wear white today, but he still had to change his clothes, "I'll go change my clothes." ”

"Okay."

Dong Ye stepped out of the door, paused, and turned his head, "Wu Ya." ”

"What?" Wu Ya looked at him with a wicked smile on his face, and intuitively felt that this guy was going to owe again.

"I heard that a few days ago, the housekeeper in General Li's mansion brought you something special." Dong Ye showed a fox smile.

"How do you know?"

"I naturally have my own avenues of information." Dong Ye smiled, "Before Li Yu set out on the expedition, you two ran to the wilderness, are you two already ......?"

"Bump-" The white porcelain teacup flew past Dong Ye's ear, and a parabola smashed to the ground to end its life.

And Dong Ye stupidly slammed his head on the door in order to hide the teacup to the right, and the muffled sound even Wu Ya, who was a distance away from him, felt pain when he heard it.

"Tut-tut, so you can't talk nonsense." Wu Ya cast a look of pity at Dong Ye, who was covering his head and screaming.

"You! Ah, dizziness. ”

Wu Ya hurriedly strode over to support him, "You shouldn't have a concussion, right?" I'll help you to rest. ”

"I'm going to tell Xia Ye that you bullied me."

Wu Ya responded to him with disdain.

After another month and a half, the news of Dajinguo's request for peace came from the south, and the two sides negotiated for more than ten days to reach an agreement, and Dajinguo withdrew its troops, and the army that went to the south prepared to return to the capital. Another twenty days passed, but the army that was supposed to arrive in the capital had not yet arrived, and a fast horse was galloping into the capital with a bulletin.

"Wu Ya!"

Wu Ya looked at Dong Ye and Xia Ye who were running towards her in a panic, "What's wrong?" ”

"Wu Ya......" Dong Ye clenched his clenched fists, but he still couldn't continue.

Looking at Dong Ye's expression, Wu Ya became inexplicably nervous, "What...... What's wrong? ”

"Li ......" Dong Ye looked at Wu Ya and still couldn't speak.

"General Lee was martyred." Xia Ye on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and said directly, this kind of thing has become a fact and cannot be hidden.

Wu Ya's mind suddenly went blank, and she was stunned for more than a minute before she looked at Xia Ye and said with some trembling, "You...... What did you say? Is it a joke? ”

"No, the army was attacked on the way back to the capital, and General Li ...... Killed. Xia Ye looked at Wu Ya's face with concern, and hurriedly helped her.

Wu Ya didn't say a word anymore. Dong Ye and Xia Ye looked at each other, took her back to her room, and then left, they knew that what Wu Ya needed now was time to be alone.

Five days later, a part of the army arrived in the capital, Emperor Zong Jing took the second-grade officials to greet at the city gate, although it was a victory and a great achievement, but no one had a smile on their faces. Emperor Zong Jing said a few words to the generals at the head of the team, and then returned to the city with the officials, and the army slowly entered the city after them. Wu Ya, who was hiding on the side, did not find Li Yu at the head of the row, but saw several simple coffins with the army, her legs were weak at that time, and she knelt on the ground, originally Dong Ye and Xia Ye sent someone to watch her today, and she was not allowed to come out, worried that she would not be able to stand it, but Wu Ya still avoided the people who followed her and ran out quietly, because she didn't see it in person, she wouldn't believe it.

The people next to him were surprised at first, and then turned to pity, such a reaction, at a glance, they knew that they must not have found their relatives, but this is only a part of the people who entered the city, they are all generals and soldiers with military merits, most of the army is still stationed outside the city, some people are hesitant to remind whether to remind them, her relatives may still be alive, but some people slowly recognized Wu Ya, knowing that it was someone who had something to do with General Li, and their eyes were even more pity.

At this moment, a handsome man in gorgeous clothes squeezed out of the crowd, and the man stepped forward and squatted in front of Wu Ya.

Most people had already recognized this man, after all, Yehua Gongzi's reputation was very large.

"Wu Ya."

Yin Jue called three times, Wu Yacai looked up at him in a daze, and when she saw a familiar person, Wu Ya's tears instantly burst the embankment, "Li ...... Plum...... Yu ......"

Yin Jue felt a pain in his heart, and hugged Wu Ya into his arms, "Cry." ”

Wu Ya cried bitterly in Yin Jue's arms, she sent him off with a smile, but she couldn't welcome him back with a smile.

Emperor Zongjing rewarded all the generals and soldiers, or the officials were promoted to one level, or yellow and white. The martyred generals were posthumously promoted to one level, rewarded the fields with gold and silver, and Li Yu gave the general of the town army, awarded the title of pillar country, and posthumously awarded the title of general of Zhongwu.

Two days later, Li Yu's funeral. Because Li Yu's situation is special, and it is the hot season, there is no good protection during the transportation back to the capital, although it is preserved with cold ice after returning to the capital, but the effect is very limited, so the funeral can only be simplified, two days after the mourning hall mourning, the third day to be buried.

"Sister Girl......"

"Huh?" Wu Ya raised her eyes and looked at Lan'er's mirror image in the mirror.

"I've got it done." Lan'er stood behind Wu Ya, with a little bitterness in her smile.

"Lan'er's hands are so skillful." Wu Ya smiled.

"Sister girl...... Are you really ...... Going? Lan'er clutched the hem of her clothes with both hands, and her tone was hesitant.

"Hmm." Wu Ya responded gently, took out a red sandalwood carved box from the large wooden box on the table, and gently pulled it open, and there was a delicate white jade carved hairpin lying inside. The hairpin is finely carved into the shape of a begonia, the hairpin head with four begonia flowers next to each other, the petals are like a shy girl, the white cheeks are dyed with a faint pink rouge, coupled with its smooth skin, delicate and lovely. Wu Ya gently stroked the hairpin, she had seen this hairpin many times, touched it many times, and was waiting for the day when she put it on her head, "Lan'er, help me put this hairpin on." ”

Lan'er took the hairpin and considered what position it would fit in.

Wu Ya looked at the paper that was sleeping in the red sandalwood box, folded twice, and slowly took out the paper and opened it after a while, and there were only sixteen juanxiu italics on it - the day I returned triumphantly, it was the time to tie the knot with Qing.

Different from his image, Li Yu's regular script is beautiful, like a gentle scholar, and his cursive writing is round and smooth, like a heroic general.

Wu Ya held back the tears in her eyes, and looked at the word she had read many times, as if the owner of the word would come out of it.