A year ago, after a heavy rain, the weather in northern Xinjiang was getting cooler.

Di Jinxuan was dressed in black and rode a tall shadow-chasing war horse. led Yan Li, Hua Baohu and other generals of the Qi army, and rushed to the Qi army camp at a gallop.

Because that day was the righteous sister of Emperor Jinxuan, the county lord of Xiyao, who defeated the ruthless princess of Beitan on the battlefield in Northern Xinjiang.

"Step, step, step ......"

Yun Wanning, who was in the camp of the Qi army, hurriedly ran to the entrance of the camp with her personal entourage after hearing a rush of horses' hooves.

Facing the black-clothed man riding on the yellow-white shadow-chasing war horse, he shouted, "Third brother, you can be regarded as back!" ”

"Today is a good day for this king to hold a celebration banquet for Wanning's sister, how can you slack off?"

Di Jinxuan's sword eyebrows were raised lightly, and the tall figure jumped down from the horse, and instantly handed the reins to Yan Fengxing behind him. Road:

"Go and tell the prince You, and say that the king wants to host a celebration banquet for Xiyao County, and he has to have a bonfire carnival with the officers and soldiers of the army.

As the master of the lord of Xiyao, the seventeenth uncle of this king, shouldn't he prepare some fine wine and send it? ”

"Haha."

Yan Fengxing laughed happily twice, and said to Di Jinxuan: "No." ”

After saying that, Yan Fengxing led the shadow chasing war horse and walked straight to the stable.

After Yan Fengxing left, the rest of the generals of the Qi army also said: I have to go back to wash the dust and change into clean clothes before going to the dinner.

"Okay."

Di Jinxuan responded happily.

I saw that after many generals left, the county lord of Xiyao was still standing beside him, looking at him with a smile on his eyebrows......

Di Jinxuan said softly: "Wanning? ”

Hearing Di Jinxuan's familiar low male voice ringing in her ears, Yun Wanning hooked her lips shyly. asked softly, "Third brother, do you really want to hold a celebration banquet for Wanning?"

In this way, it will cost a lot of silver taels, right? ”

Yun Wanning knew that it was impossible for His Royal Highness King Xiao to hold a celebration banquet for her, and it would be impossible to spend the military salary of the Qi army. Even if Prince You comes with wine, wouldn't that meat have to cost His Royal Highness King Xiao?

"Wanning just needs to go to the banquet happily." Di Jinxuan looked at Yun Wanning's deep eyes, and a trace of joy flashed, and said.

Looking up at His Royal Highness King Xiao, the majestic god of war, standing in the wind, Yun Wanning smiled happily.

I thought that Di Jinxuan would accompany her and talk to her more. But he didn't think about it, he just talked to her briefly about the night attack on the enemy camp.

Regarding the words that Yun Wanning expected, Di Jinxuan didn't say a word.

A trace of loneliness flashed in Yun Wanning's eyes, but she comforted herself in her heart: "When you wait for the dinner, there is still a chance." ”

Finally, when it was getting dark, Yun Wanning's personal female entourage Wei Qingcheng walked into the barracks and told Yun Wanning: "County Lord." The subordinates went to His Royal Highness King Xiao and saw him discussing with Yan Gongzi......"

How to make the soldiers of the Qi army have a carnival.

How to make the Lord of Xiyao happy......

"That is, the promise that the third brother made to the county lord, how could he have broken his promise?"

Yun Wanning looked at the bronze mirror and ordered Wei Chengcheng to change a butterfly jade hairpin for her. After carefully applying powder, he walked to the barracks of His Royal Highness King Xiao.

Halfway through, Yun Wanning heard a cheer coming from the barracks where Di Jinxuan was.

"Haha......"

"Congratulations."

"Virtuous nephew, you see it's getting late. The officers and soldiers in the army have not had a carnival for a long time, and with such fanfare, Xiyao County hosted a celebration banquet for the king's apprentices.

But why didn't you see her in person? ”

This is the voice of Lord You.

"Uncle Seventeen, Wan Ning will be here soon. Come, drink. Di Jinxuan's extremely magnetic deep male voice, accompanied by the sound of the evening breeze blowing through the trees, echoed in Yun Wanning's ears.

Reaching out and pulling the collar of the robe, Yun Wan smiled warmly and walked straight to Di Jinxuan's barracks.

In the sky above the northern frontier, the bright moon hangs high.

Yue'er's clear glow was sprinkled on the martial arts training ground near the barracks, and it also fell on Yun Wan's beautiful face. That night was the first time she heard people praise her, saying that she was a rare strange woman in the world.

The person who said that sentence was General Sikong's wife, Pang Xueqin.

Yun Wanning bowed her head shyly, took the wine that Di Jinxuan had poured for her with her own hands, and drank it up. She raised her glass and drank with Di Jinxuan. One cup after another, the sweetness that belongs to her and him alone.

During the banquet, there were also many Qi army generals who respected her, and at first she could cope with drinking two glasses. But later......

Di Jinxuan seemed to be worried that she would not be able to drink, so he drank all the wine toasted by the generals of the Qi army on her behalf.

It was fifteen-year-old Yun Wanning, and for the first time, she realized how wonderful it was for a man to care about her.

If she could, she would rather time stay in that moment until ...... Forever!

At the same moment, the people who were reminiscing about the past like Yun Wanning also had the young general of General Sikong's mansion, Sikong was pitiful.

Although the scenes he and Yun Wanning recalled were all related to the celebration banquet held by Di Jinxuan for the soldiers of the Qi army. But the details he cared about were why Di Jinxuan failed to fall in love with Yun Wanning.

As his retinue Ma Mengji said, "Childe, you said that if His Royal Highness King Xiao marries the county lord of Xiyao and leaves Ji Qingge to Gongzi, wouldn't it be very good?" ”

"Where's the good?"

Sikong Youpian pretended to be puzzled, squinted his peach blossom eyes shallowly, and asked Ma Mengji with a teacup.

"Actually, I understand what Brother Ma means, Childe. He is saying that His Royal Highness King Xiao and Lord Xiyao have been fighting side by side for many years, and they are childhood sweethearts......

They're a match made in heaven.

In Xiao's opinion, when the county lord of Xiyao and His Royal Highness King Xiao stand together, it is more suitable than Princess Xiao and His Royal Highness King Xiao standing together. ”

Sikong Youlian's other entourage, Feng Ruojiu also expressed his opinion.

"Really?"

The sharp gaze fell on Feng Ruojiu's slightly sincere face, and Sikong Yu's thin lips couldn't help but provoke an evil smile. said: "Just say this to you, my son feels that if you don't change your career to be an old man, you will be condescending."

In front of His Royal Highness King Xiao, why didn't you persuade him? ”

"Persuasion...... Persuade him? ”

Feng Ruojiu looked frightened, shook his head desperately, and said, "Childe." The small one has only grown a human head, and he would never dare to joke about it.

The youngest one has lived for one or twenty years, and he has never seen his future daughter-in-law.

For example, to persuade His Royal Highness King Xiao to change the princess, Brother Ma had to come forward in person. With his skill and courage, there is nothing he can't do......"

Sikong You's sword eyebrows raised slightly, and asked Feng Ruojiu seriously:

"What does that boy want you for?"

Stretching out his hand and stroking his forehead, Feng Ruojiu said with an embarrassed face: "Son, you can't cross the river and tear down the bridge, and go upstairs to draw the ladder."

Although the little one is timid, the little one is silently doing everything for the son behind the scenes, the son ...... But I know.

Don't talk about it far away, let's just say that in order to make the son, the little one will see Princess Xiao a few more times. How many times have they quietly followed Princess Xiao behind their backs?

In the backyard of General Ji's mansion, how many cold winds have blown? In exchange for the chance encounter between Gongzi and Princess Xiao. ”