Su Juan ordered Xiao Zhao to deliver the letterhead to Shen Tujun, and ordered him to give it to Qi Han, hoping that Qi Han would be able to see her off after seeing the letterhead.

When Xiao Zhao went, Shen Tujun took the soldiers to exercise in the morning, Xiao Zhao originally wanted to leave, but he knew the importance of this letter, so he didn't hand it over to Shen Tujun, and he was always uneasy.

So he stayed in the camp tent and waited, sitting in the camp tent, a big man was really sloppy enough, and he was very unaccustomed to it, so he got used to "sex" and sorted it out.

Shen Tujun took the soldiers to "exercise", ran all over sweat, wanted to go to the bath room to take a bath, and came back to get clothes, when he heard that the soldiers and guards were in order, and Princess Lang's maidservants had been waiting in the camp tent for a long time.

Shen Tujun's sweat suddenly disappeared, Princess Lang was about to leave the barracks today, why did Miss Xiao Zhao come to find her at this time?

Pushed open the door of the battalion commander, opened the curtain, and saw that the room suddenly became neat and clean, Xiao Zhao was dressed in a pink shirt, taking advantage of the flower-like face, looking extremely delicate, at this time Xiao Zhao blinked a pair of clear eyes and looked at him.

"General Shentu, you can come back, Xiao Zhao has been waiting for you here for a long time. ”

Shen Tujun didn't know what to say for a while, he just stretched out his hand and 'touched' his head, his face was slightly red, and he smiled: "What is the matter with Miss Xiao Zhao looking for Shen Tu?"

Xiao Zhao took out the letterhead written by Su Juan from his arms and handed it over, "General Shentu, this letter is from our princess and asked you to hand it over to the prince." Before the hour, please be sure to send it to the prince's hands. ”

Shen Tujun felt a trace of loss in his heart, stretched out his generous hand, and took the letterhead that Xiao Zhao had mentioned, on which there was still the body temperature on Xiao Zhao's body, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance on it.

"Miss Xiao Zhao, rest assured, Shen Tujun will definitely hand it over to the prince himself. ”

In fact, leaving the barracks is a good thing for Xiao Zhao, he doesn't like to shuttle between a group of men, she still likes the days in the deep house, and it is her duty to serve the young lady every day.

Xiao Zhao lowered his head and said, "Then there is Lao Shentu marching in, and Xiao Zhao'er will retire!"

Shen Tujun took the letterhead in his hand, and there was still half an hour before the hour, and he wanted to give the letterhead to the prince as much as possible.

At this time, Qi Han was sitting in the camp as usual, dealing with official business, and there were many various things in the army, and he heard the voice of Shen Tujun at the door.

His eyes were lowered and he looked at the door and said, "Come in!"

Shen Tujun walked in uncontrollably, bowed and said, "Boss, the princess, she has a letter, and she ordered her subordinates to send it to you." ”

Immediately, Shen Tujun held the letterhead in his hand high and handed it over, and Qi Han glanced at it lightly, without any emotional fluctuations, and did not stop the official business in his hand.

"Let it go!" the words were fluttering, as if they didn't care at all.

In Shen Tujun's impression, the princess is a kind, beautiful and strong woman, even if the prince once liked Li Shu Qianfeng, he should not be so indifferent to the princess.

"Boss, Princess, she will leave the barracks in a moment. ”

Qi Han still didn't raise his eyes to look at him again, but just let out a very faint snort from his nose, and he was a little impatient, "Well, Shentu, you seem to be managing too much." Let's get out!"

Hearing Qi Han's voice, he seemed to be a little displeased, and he didn't say anything more, so he said, "My subordinates retire!"

Shen Tujun walked out of the tent with hesitant steps, and the corner of his eye secretly glanced at Qi Han, seeing that he still hadn't read the letterhead on the bookcase, and was still buried in official business.

Turned around and left the camp where Qi Han was, it seems that this time he did not fulfill Miss Xiaozhao's request. Hearing the footsteps of Shen Tujun outside the tent, he gradually drifted away.

Qi Han put down the official business in his hand, his slender and white fingers lightly placed the letterhead on the bookcase, gently opened it, unfolded the letterhead, and the rows of juanxiu fonts jumped on the paper.

"Leaving the Song" is related to the heart, only the gentleman has been, who knows that the gentleman's heart is thin and the water is cold? Thousands of miles, the heart is connected, the heart is happy, the gentleman knows it? The love is deep, the night is not young, tossing and turning is like frying what it tastes like? In the end, there is no regret, people are haggard, and Wushan is unforgettable across the clouds.

The heart is intentional, the love is not hurt, but it can be looked back and paid to him! The blue sky is long, the road is boundless, ask the king where to hold the end of the world? Long song! Will go! A song from the song breaks people's intestines! Go back! People go! A deep love has died!

It turned out that the lyrics of "Leaving Song" contain a woman's deep affection for her lover, from lovesickness to complaining, from longing to full of hurt, writing a woman's dedication to love and lovers' desperation between the lines.

The tear stains on it, the dry pen and ink, I still remember seeing her sleepless last night, it must have been written at that time. Looking at the accusation full of blood and tears, Qi Han's heart was deeply touched, this is not the time for children to be in love, after all, she is Su Chengru's daughter, since she can't promise anything, let her leave, it's good for both of them.

On the "Exercise" performance field, the military flag hunting is lively, Su Jin and Uncle An are ready to set off with the personal entourage of Lang Wangfu, as long as the horn of Chenshi sounds, it is the moment for them to set off back to Xuanzhou.

Su Juan did not return to the carriage, standing in the wind, the wind blowing his clothes, full of eager eyes looking at the direction of the camp in the east, a pair of bright eyes looking at the eyes, full of anticipation.

The horn sounded, but there was still no cold prayer, and the loss in his heart was indescribable, as if something was in pain from withdrawing again, and under Xiao Zhao's repeated urging, Su Juan got into the carriage.

Xiao Zhao also got into the carriage and lowered the curtain, the moment the curtain was lowered, Su Xuan's tears dripped down, wet his cheeks, and dripped on the blue "colored" gauze skirt, he was ruthless to himself after all.

At the same time, Qi Han sat in the camp tent, holding the letterhead written by Su Juan to him in his hand, and when he heard the sound of the horn outside the camp tent, his heart began to be chaotic, not as indifferent as his face seemed to be.

Rong An had already knelt down to Su Juan and begged Ji Yunfan, begging him to stay and help pray for the cold, how could he not know Su Juan's love for him, the clear waves in his heart were already turbulent, but he didn't go out.

Standing alone for a long time, it was estimated that Su Juan's carriage had gone far before he raised his head and strode out of the tent. Went straight to the stable, and led his own ink flame out.

Flying on his horse, his legs clamped, he galloped up, splashed the ground with mud and sand, and ran towards the door of the camp.

Mo Yan is a black "colored" purebred sweat and blood BMW, it only takes a moment to pray for Han to faintly see the team of Su Juan's carriage, Qi Han tightens the reins of the horse and sits on the horse, condescendingly, facing the morning breeze, looking at the convoy that is gradually moving away, and the cold in his eyes fades.

He whispered in his mouth: "Ah Juan, take care!"