The night in the northwest is thick, and the Lingjiang Anding City, which is nearly thousands of miles away, is also a bright moon.

Xi Yan has been gone for several days, and there are only two people left in the huge mansion, An Rufei and Meng Qingye, Song Ji has been somewhat shy since he came to the Xi Mansion after redeeming himself, and he has been hiding in the house most of the time, and only Meng Qingye can invite him out. And between An Ruofei and Arou, it is more of a relationship between master and servant, and if Arou wants to accompany her to relieve her boredom, most of them can't be counted on.

After dinner, Song Ji went back to the house early to rest. Only An Ruofei and Meng Qingye are left in the flower hall, since getting Song Ji's score, Meng Qingye has always been happy to tune the piano all day long, while An Ruofei found a few books from Xi Yan's study, and flipped through them when he was bored.

"He reads these books, can you understand them?" Meng Qingye leaned behind An Ruofei and couldn't help but joke when he saw her lost consciousness.

"This is not an unfathomable book," An Ruofei couldn't help but glance at him, "just a little poetry." ”

"I'll take a look," Meng Qingye stretched out his hand to grab it, but was deftly avoided by An Ruofei.

"Don't rob it, what if you rob it?"

Meng Qingye listened to her voice, and there was a hint of understanding in his eyes.

"Miss my nephew?"

Seeing that An Ruofei did not deny it, his eyes were a little gloomy, Meng Qingye was relieved again, "He hasn't been gone for long, and in more than two months, he will be back...... You can relax that the flying army under his command is elite, and if you look at the entire northwest, you can't find an enemy army that can match it. ”

"I know, I'm just...... There are some worries. An Ruofei looked at Meng Qingye again and again, and finally said, "You don't know, I've been dreaming about something bad these days. ”

"Dreams," Meng Qingye looked at her with a smile, "If you think about it every day, you will naturally dream at night." ”

"Yes," An Ruofei smiled comfortingly, and then took the book and flipped through it again.

The clear moonlight spilled in through the window paper, and there was only the sound of An Ruofei turning books from time to time in the flower hall, mixed with the crisp sound of Meng Qingye swallowing melon seeds.

"The weather in the northwest should be similar to Lingjiang, right?"

Meng Qingye was really bored, but Xi Yan had specially confessed to him before he set out to accompany An Ruofei more, and Song Ji also took care of him from time to time, so he could only try to find something to say.

"I don't know," An Ruofei replied casually, Meng Qingye was about to raise his head to trouble her, but when he saw a flash of panic on her face, he said with concern, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"It's nothing," An Ruofei pulled out a somewhat far-fetched smile and threw the book on the table.

Meng Qingye saw her like this, so he took the book in front of him, and then suddenly understood, "It turns out that it's because of this." ”

Meng Qingye closed the book again, and squinted at her again, "Poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a spring boudoir dream...... It's just that you read this poem that you are inexplicably worried about him, and in the end, you still can't let go. ”

An Ruofei did not deny that although she had never seen the scene of the war, she had seen the deep or shallow scars on Xi Yan's body, and she had also read the words "white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles".

Less than three months after Xi Yan returned from the northwest, he embarked on the journey again. Although she knows that this is inevitable, she can't let go of her heart hanging in the air.

"He may be fighting the rise, maybe he will drive the Northern Qin people out tomorrow, and maybe he will come back the day after tomorrow."

"How can there be so much, if he wants to come back, it will take more than two months, and then he will ......"

"Well, don't worry about him." Meng Qingye grabbed a handful of melon seeds and put them in front of An Ruofei, and showed a smile that lacked morality, "He can be regarded as a prince now, and your lady must have confidence in him." ”

Hearing Meng Qingye ridicule like this, An Ruofei's face turned red in an instant, she was also a generous and sparse woman, but when Meng Qingye said this, she was still a little shy.

"I know, I'm worried." An Ruofei thought about what Meng Qingye said again, and felt that it was very reasonable, and the knot in his heart was untied for a while, "Go and see Song Ji, he is always alone in the house these days, you should go and accompany him more." ”

After sending Meng Qingye away, An Ruofei went back to the small courtyard where she and Xi Yan lived alone, the miserable moonlight always gave people a feeling of loneliness...... Looking at the scene in front of him, An Ruofei's thoughts also flew to the northwest.

Lingjiang sent troops to the northwest, and the pressure on the Huai'an Qi clan plummeted. However, in just one decade, Qi An withdrew most of the troops originally deployed outside Xiajin Pass to the east, and was dedicated to blocking Dazhao's attack. And after the originally invincible Great Zhao learned the news, the emperor was almost so angry that he was about to faint.

As for the Northern Qin Army, which was attacking everywhere, after making several contacts with the Southwest Army in the east, its edge was much more restrained.

Fu Mang seemed to sense that the Fei Fei Army might appear behind him unexpectedly at any time, and he was cautious and tentative in several attacks in a row, and he didn't dare to open and close as usual.

In this lively atmosphere of chasing by all parties, another decade passed, and the Huai'an Northwest Army finally temporarily blocked the Dazhao army outside the pass in the east. And Qi An himself also personally led a personal guard, and was on his way to Xiajin Pass at this time.

The front line is hot, but Xi Yan took his 70,000 Fei Fei army to rest very comfortably in Jialuchuan, not because he didn't want to fight, but there was really no battle to fight at the moment.

"If we had known this to be the case, we shouldn't have pulled the Fei Army out of Daqing Pass early," Liu Peiqi carried a pigeon cage containing two carrier pigeons that had just fallen back, "The battle with the Uighurs at the mouth of the gorge reminded Fu Mang that he was now like a hare on the grassland, alert." ”

As he spoke, Liu Peiqi untied the bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's legs.

"You can't say that," Xi Yan took the bamboo tube in his hand, pointed to the chair in the tent and motioned for him to sit down, "If you lose the east, you will receive the mulberry elm." If the Fei Army had not been pulled out of the Great Qing Pass, wouldn't it have been impossible to meet the Uighurs? Now the Uighurs are largely crippled, and within a few years...... Even if they want to get involved in the northwest, they are powerless. ”

"That's right," Liu Peiqi saw that Xi Yan didn't mean to disassemble the bamboo tube, so he quit the tent first.

After Liu Peiqi left, Xi Yan peeled off the wax seal on the mouth of the bamboo tube with his hands.

As early as when Liu Peiqi had not handed him the bamboo tube, Xi Yan recognized that this was a pigeon dedicated to his secret guards. And all his secret guards were already planted in the army led by Yi Jin without a trace before the war, according to the news returned at this time, Yi Jin was basically safe, at least there was no overstepping the rules in the army.

With this news in hand, Xi Yan is a lot more relieved, after all, he is a general who leads 10,000 people, if he has a different heart during the war, causing a fire in his backyard, then the result is not what everyone wants to see.