Zheng Yu has always had some blind trust in Lu Fuling, and since Lu Fuling said that he didn't have to worry about it, he settled down. After returning to the Acropolis, he soaked in the camp of the Acropolis Army in a down-to-earth manner, and the whole person was like a chicken blood, pulling the soldiers to repeatedly line up for drills. However, this Major General Zheng is holding a military talisman, and he is from Beijing, although there are not many people in the Ye Fang camp, but all of them have outstanding combat power. These Acropolis soldiers dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and they did not want to be looked down upon. Therefore, the training effect is very good. Ya Xiang went to peek a few times, and when she came back to report to Lu Ling, her eyes narrowed with a smile.

Lu Fuling, who returned to the original city lord's mansion, became more and more silent.

After Deng Dongnan went back, he began to assemble a large army, and the number was indeed as calculated by Lu Ling, the total garrison of Rongcheng was only more than 20,000 people, and the iron cavalry was only 5,000 left, stationed outside Rongcheng, and there was no action for the time being.

A week later, the vanguard army of 5,000 men of the Northern Qi crossed the Qingong River and began to attack the westernmost town of Jiaoling. Fortunately, with the Gusu Nanjia Jie Sheng Formation and the Songshi Sword Qi of the Qingyun Dao people, the enemy could not move an inch when he entered Jiaoling Town, and he could not even retreat. The branch of the Xiuhe Hall in Rongcheng and its surroundings kept sending the news back, and Lu Lingling wrapped herself in a blanket and leaned on the couch to deal with it. Sometimes I just fall asleep, wake up and wipe my face and continue to open the letter.

"Girl," when Ya Xiang entered the house, Lu Lingling fell asleep on the soft pillow again. Yaxiang sighed, put down the stew pot in her hand, sorted out the letterhead on the small case a little, and cut the wick of the candle before returning to her and gently waking her up, "Poria cocos, wake up." I made the kitchen stew black chicken soup, and you drink some to warm up. ”

Poria nodded in a daze, took the stew pot and drank it one by one: "Yaxiang, is there any news in the capital?" ”

"......" Yaxiang gritted her teeth and shook her head, "Hmph, the heart of the emperor." ”

"What's wrong?" Lu Fuling looked at her with some surprise. When she left the palace, Ya Xiang was very unhappy with the little emperor, but it didn't come to the point of gritting her teeth like this. I wonder what happened during this time? Lu Fuling put down the stew pot and looked at Ya Xiang's eyes fixedly, "What happened?" ”

Ya Xiang skimmed her eyes and exhaled a few breaths of turbidity before turning her head to look at Lu Fuling in front of her: "I have been waiting for three days, but it has been more than a month now, and there is still no news." If I hadn't been cornered at that time, I would never have forced Zheng Yu to leave the camp without permission and violated military discipline. ”

Lu Lingling didn't know how to react for a while, and was stunned on the spot. His mouth opened, but he didn't speak.

"Poria, I was wrong before. The emperor is ruthless, and the little emperor is an exception. This Acropolis, Mitsubishi Town, Banyan City, and even the entire northern border, for him, is nothing more than a sentence in the whole world. And whether the minister of the land is dead or alive, how can he ever care? If Zheng Yu didn't come, if we didn't catch up, if you encountered any other danger along the way, what should you do? He just doesn't listen, doesn't want to, doesn't worry, doesn't care! When this matter is over, we will go to the end of the world, and never go back to the Rausch Palace, okay? Ya Xiang remembered that she had thought that the little emperor was a promising person, and she felt ridiculous. At this moment, he could only look at Lu Fuling, who was speechless with red eyes, and his heart became more and more uneasy.

After a while, Lu Fuling raised her hand to cover her eyes, and Ya Xiang heard her voice almost squeezed out of her throat: "But, it's too late." ”

"Poria, are you really?" Yaxiang's eyes widened in disbelief.

Lu Lingling wiped the tears from her face and nodded slowly: "Yes." I'm pregnant. ”