At the guard of the eastern gate, a horse rushed in from far and near. The guards tried to block it, but when they could see the people on the horse, they immediately dispersed.

The man of the carriage entered the gate of the city and dismounted neatly in front of the man with a blue oil-paper umbrella.

He nodded to the man and said earnestly, "Second brother, you are here." I have been set up in a camp thirty miles away. When you go to pick up people, it is important to maintain your usual good temper and patience. ”

The man who spoke was dressed in armor and had a look of exhaustion on his face. But even in such a tired state, his peach blossom eyes still sparkled, as if something extremely important was waiting for him to do.

Qin Zichu also thought so. He saw that his younger brother Qin Ziyan had been in the dust all the way, but his expression seemed to be full of expectation, so he couldn't help but ask: "Ziyan, aren't you going to go back to rest?"

As he spoke, Qin Zichu put the umbrella on top of Qin Ziyan's head.

Qin Ziyan shook his head, turned over and got on the horse again, and said, "I still have someone to see." Second brother doesn't have to worry about me. ”

When he had said that, he grabbed the belly of the horse and galloped away.

The guards of the second prince, Qin Zichu, stepped forward to ask for instructions: "Your Highness, the third highness seems to be alone, do you need your subordinates to protect you?"

Qin Zichu thought of his younger brother's tiredness, and he was indeed a little worried. But he is not a very enthusiastic temperament after all, thinking that he is now in Beijing, and it is not a battlefield, so he doesn't have to be so careful everywhere. He replied, "No." Let's go out of town. ”

Continuing to hold his cyan oil-paper umbrella and walking back to the carriage, Qin Zichu looked at the umbrella and felt a little annoyed in his heart.

It's inconvenient to send someone with you, but you should give the umbrella to Ziyan.

Qin Zichu forgot to give it, and Qin Ziyan actually didn't necessarily accept it.

But if there was such a cyan oil-paper umbrella in his hand, Qin Ziyan's next disappointment might not be so obvious.

The direction in which he rode his horse was the Su family of the Hubu Shangshu Mansion.

Standing at the door of the Su family with the reins pulled, Qin Ziyan looked at the paper-cut lantern at the door of the house. Although he could not see the figure of the beautiful woman immediately, he could think of the woman sitting tenderly at the table and drawing the lantern.

When he was at the border, Qin Ziyan was thinking about the soldiers and horses, and the rest of the time was thinking about what was said in the letter.

It's better to take pity on the people in front of you.

In the previous life, she watched the play, thought of this word, and was willing to marry herself.

In this life, does she think the same way?

In this life, he will not let her be a wronged concubine again. He wants to marry her in a dignified manner and be his princess.

Qin Ziyan knew that Su Jinyin had misunderstood, and misunderstood that the scene was prepared by his imperial uncle. Therefore, he had selfish intentions, and on the pretext of sending the five emperor brothers who were left in a foreign country in advance, he rushed back to Beijing day and night, wearing stars and moons.

He wanted to see her sooner and faster, and tell her what was on his mind.