Although this assassin raid did not cause any casualties to the large army, it slowed down the march of the large army after all, and finally set up camp on the edge of the city.

Si Muran leaned on Hua Yueman's arms and fell asleep soundly, but at that time, he wrinkled his eyebrows from time to time, indicating that his dreams at this time were not so beautiful.

He kept saying, "Aman, I'm sorry......"

If it was usual, or even a few months ago, Hua Yueman didn't know where the three words "I'm sorry" came from, but now she knows it clearly.

It's just that......

As time passed, she no longer cared about these three words, and these three words did not mean anything to her now.

She doesn't hate, and she can't talk about resentment.

"Master, the tent has been ......" Shen Yi opened the car door, looked at Si Muran who was held in his arms by Hua Yueman, and stopped halfway through his words.

Hua Yueman knew that Shen Yi's child was a little unacceptable, after all, women usually leaned on men's bodies, but there was no way, she was born with strong yang energy, otherwise this mess would not have fallen on her head one after another.

"Don't watch from the outside. "Hua Yueman is now suffering from back pain," called a few henchmen, got Si Muran to the camp tent, and then let the old lady come to take a look, I was angry during the day, although it was not a big deal, but I was always unsteady if I didn't look at me. ”

Shen Yi bowed slightly, called his subordinates, and took advantage of the darkness to carry Si Muran, who was still sleeping, into the main tent.

Hua Yueman just got out of the carriage with a sore body, and saw the old lady carrying a medicine box into the main tent, which showed Shen Yi's speed of doing things.

"I want to see the emperor! Since the emperor asked me to come with him by name, he just can't bear me!" Not far away, Qingzhu's voice sounded.

Hua Yueman glanced sideways, and saw Qingzhu, who was stopped outside the camp tent by Shen Yi's subordinates, holding the sleeping little prince in his arms, with a face full of promise.

Unexpectedly, this Qingzhu in order to be able to show his status by Si Muran's side.

With such a mother on the stall, she can only say that the child's life is not good.

sighed, and was about to step forward to quarrel with Qingzhu, but his wrist was held by the other hand, and when he looked back, it was the princess of brocade.

"This little thing doesn't bother the concubine, just go to the palace. ”

Hua Yueman is now physically and mentally exhausted, and he is too lazy to ink with Qingzhu, so he nodded: "Then thank you Queen Mother." ”

Jin Yi smiled and shook his head: "It's this palace, I should thank you." Without waiting for the full moon to speak, this person had already held his head high and walked towards Qingzhu, who was messing with the soldiers.

Although this brocade has always been polite to Hua Yueman, but a woman who can govern the harem is not a good stubble, no, Qingzhu, who has always been unrighteous in his eyes, was just said two or three words by Jinyi, so he obediently hugged the child and followed Jinyi out of the door of the main tent.

Looking at Qingzhu's unwilling, but still obediently following behind Jinyi, Hua Yueman was even more convinced that it was indeed right to let Jinyi enter the palace as this queen mother.

Shen Yi lifted the curtain of the camp tent and walked out, and lowered his eyes slightly at Hua Yueman: "Jaw concubine." ”

Hua Yueman nodded, and carried her skirt into the tent.

In the tent, because of the rain, it was uncomfortable, and Rao was Shen Yi had already ordered people to light a charcoal fire to disperse the dampness, but it was still uncomfortable.

The old lady knelt beside Si Muran's bed and slowly cleaned up the silver needles.

"How is the emperor?" Hua Yueman walked over and sat on the edge of the bed.

The old lady didn't dare to hide it: "If you return to the jaw concubine, the emperor is not in a big problem at this time, but this disease is originally a heart-attack, and please persuade the emperor to not be angry easily!"

Isn't being an emperor an angry job?

Hua Yueman nodded: "I know, it's too much of a doctor." ”

The old lady was ashamed and knelt down again.

Shen Yi, who was supposed to go out with him, stayed behind rarely, and even more rarely, he stood by Hua Yueman's side.

"I just got the news from the spies of various countries, and in this war, all the allied countries have sent corresponding support. ”

No wonder he was willing to get close to her, it turned out that he had something to say.

Hua Yueman nodded: "It's good to have support." ”

Shen Yi paused and said: "Only Qitian is an exception, just now the spy of Qitian came with the news, saying that the new emperor of Qitian has left for the Lincheng camp, no accident, at the latest, it will also arrive the night after tomorrow." ”

The new emperor of prayer?

Liu Ran?!

Hua Yueman really couldn't understand why Liu Ran's little Gaba beans came over in person, but since everyone had already left, she could only sit here and wait.

In fact, now, she doesn't want to see the people who pray for heaven, because when she sees them, she always thinks of those things that she shouldn't think about and can't forget.

The heavy rain outside the window began to fall one after another, and the bean-sized raindrops fell to the ground one after another, and the listeners panicked.

When Si Muran opened his eyes again, it was already noon the next day, but the weather outside still hadn't cleared up for half a minute.

Hua Yueman held up the medicine that had been heated three times in his hand, and gently blew it and handed it to his lips.

Si Muran saw her panda eyes along the spoon, and couldn't help but smile: "Didn't sleep all night?"

Women who stay up late are easily impetuous, and Hua Yueman is no exception: "Do you know and ask?"

Although this night is peaceful, there is always a person on duty, Si Muran is asleep, but she has to support her eyelids to stand here.

Otherwise, if her father started a war temporarily, she and Si Muran would sleep like dead pigs here, wouldn't it be ugly?

Si Muran supported his body with one hand, slowly sat up, took the bowl, drank it in one gulp, and stood up with his clothes on.

"You just lie in and sleep, it's still warm. ”

In the past, the flower moon would not be full, but now......

She didn't even think about it, she took off her shoes and got into the quilt, it was indeed warm, and it was extremely dry, and the pillow and quilt still carried the sunny fragrance of Si Muran's body.

Seeing this, Si Muran smiled, didn't care about the weakness of her body, and reached out to tuck her leaky quilt corners.

"If you want to ask anything, go to Shen Yi, he is at the door with a pestle......" Before he finished speaking, his eyes closed.

She must nourish her spirit now, and Liu Ran will come soon, although she is uncomfortable, she doesn't want to show it, she is an abandoned woman, don't become a resentful woman again.

Si Muran didn't nod, and walked out of the camp while she was asleep.

Hua Yueman slept like a dead man, long and mature, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a soldier covered in mud rushing in.

"Report to the ——!" The soldier was covered in blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or someone else's, "Your Majesty, the rebellious party has been repulsed, and our army has killed 3,000 and wounded 9,000......"

Si Muran sat with his back to Hua Yueman, listened to the battle report, and waved his hand: "Go down." ”

"Yes. ”

When the soldier walked out of the tent, Si Muran turned to look at Hua Yueman, and when he saw her sleepy eyes, he smiled faintly: "You can sleep." ”

Hua Yueman glanced out the window, the rainy weather made it difficult to tell whether it was day or night.

"What time is it?"

"In another hour, the new emperor of praying for heaven will arrive. ”

Hua Yueman's heart sank, rubbing her sore body and sitting up, did she sleep for so long?

Si Muran took out the wine that had been soaking in hot water and poured two glasses each: "Get up and drink a glass of wine to warm up your body, and be refreshed." ”

Hua Yueman touched his empty stomach, he didn't have much appetite anyway, nodded, and sat down opposite Si Muran.

Grab the wine glass and drink it down, letting the warm flow through your stomach.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Si Muran's lips, seeing that she was fascinated, he took her empty wine glass, poured the wine again, and then handed it to her again.

Hua Yueman took the wine glass and smiled: "Aren't you afraid that I will drink too much?"

Si Muran chuckled: "Since you followed me back to the palace, there is only such a hobby left, if I don't even let you drink wine, won't you hate me to death?"

It turned out that he also knew that she was suffocated in that palace and her life was better than death.

Hua Yueman didn't speak, and drank another glass of wine into her stomach.

Si Muran looked at the wine glass that was placed on the table again, sighed, and became upright: "Aman, is it true that Liu Mo is dead, and your heart will also die?"

Hua Yueman hung her head silently and did not answer his very intuitive question.

Si Muran pulled the corners of his lips and smiled bitterly: "Aman, I originally thought that if I brought you back, as long as I accompanied you patiently, you would one day be the same as before, but this god just couldn't get along with me, and Liu Mo died like this." ”

He poured the wine into the glass again, and the back of his white hand trembled a little, not knowing whether it was because of weakness or discomfort: "If there is a living person between you and me, maybe you can bypass him and walk back to me, but now there is a corpse between you and me, I know that even if I wait for a white head, I can't wait for you." ”

Hua Yueman raised his eyes and looked at him: "Is there a difference? Aren't I sitting across from you now, helping you deal with the things you want to deal with?"

"Aman, you know, all I've wanted is your heart. ”

"Si Muran, my heart is full of holes, you don't want it. ”

"Unwillingly. Si Muran's mouth was bitter, and even the words he said became bitter, "Aman, I'm not reconciled......"

"What are you unwilling for?" Hua Yueman sighed, "Si Muran, you should know better than me that many things are not something you can get if you want to fight for them, and not everything is so wishful." ”