He seemed to be dreaming.

I dreamed that he was alone in the lonely wilderness, walking and walking, not stopping, unable to find the direction and boundary, even if he was tired and could no longer move his legs, he still insisted on stumbling and walking.

He didn't know why he was leaving, he just knew that he was going forward, and there was someone waiting for him, and he had to go and pick him up......

I don't know how long it took, but he was really tired, and he couldn't take a step anymore, and he fell into the dim wilderness.

The sky in his dream was always gray, not bright and blue, and the color of the grass was withered, not even the whiteness that he hated the most.

He suddenly thought dejectedly, this should be his life, boring, boring, heavy, no colorful, no spring breeze, and no company.

It's just a dream, a short and beautiful dream......

He began to give up on himself, and lay numbly like this.

The darkness was getting darker, and even the gray was going to be swallowed up, He slowly closed his eyes and thought, this is it, this is it, this is it, he is tired, he can't walk......

"Shen Juncheng ......"

Suddenly, a soft sigh was mixed with the wind, and it reached his ears.

Shen Jun opened his eyes abruptly, sat up, and went around to catch the owner of the voice.

However, he couldn't see anything, only heard her calling, "Shen Juncheng, Shen Juncheng ......"

For a moment, he remembered her call on the night of parting.

Playful, cute, charming, or broken......

It was as if he was hallucinating, and suddenly it was pale, and then it was pitch black, and suddenly it was full of colors, and suddenly the earth was empty......

Over and over again, in the end, it was all shattered in her restrictive and beautiful "Shen Juncheng".

He closed his eyes and was silent for a long time, before finally calling out the name that he did not dare to touch.

"An An ......"

When I woke up, the vision was blurry and strange.

He couldn't see people clearly, only a voice of eager concern.

"Cheng'er, Cheng'er, you're awake, how do you feel?"

"Brother Jun Cheng, Brother Jun Cheng, have you seen me?"

"Senior brother, senior brother, you finally woke up, you have been asleep for five days, great!"

There was the voice of the princess's grandmother, Yanfang's voice, Maoming's voice, Uncle Wang's and Aunt Wang's, noisy, which made him frown slightly, Until Aunt Xiao came and pulled everyone away, and took his pulse, it was temporarily quiet.

Aunt Xiao carefully cut the pulse, and her expression couldn't hide her excitement, "It's okay, it's okay, child, you're okay." ”

The scene in front of Shen Juncheng's eyes finally became clear, and he saw many people around the bed, all looking at him worriedly.

Finally, he barely pulled out a smile, "I'm fine."

"It's okay", but Mao Ming was so excited that he sent him a bear hug.

The room was full of joy, but he couldn't see the person he missed the most......

He looked at the top of the tent and suddenly asked, "Is my Gu poison cured?" ”

"Solved, solved." Aunt Xiao's eyes turned red with a smile, "You don't have to be suppressed by the Golden Silkworm Gu anymore, Cheng'er." ”

Shen Juncheng smiled, sighed and said, "It's solved." ”

It was solved so easily, but it made him lose the person he loved the most.

Should I say that this Gu is tenacious or fragile?

He stopped thinking about it and began to recuperate his body in the next few days.

On the twenty-eighth of the same month, Yanfang and Maoming got married.

Shen Juncheng was invited to the banquet again, looking at Mao Ming's high spirits and red appearance, he remembered Mao Ming's prank when he gave him a hangover pill, and he had planned to wait for him to trick him on his wedding night, but he suddenly lost interest.

No one shares, and no one has fun in tricking.

He picked up the wine glass, touched it lightly with the groom, and all the melancholy turned into a blessing, "Maoming, happy newlywed......

Du Maoming snorted, patted his senior brother's shoulder heavily, comforted his senior brother to relax or something, and looked very concerned about his senior brother's mood.

Then he turned his head, and immediately went to the other table to drink, and the one who drank was elated, and even turned around and said, "Senior brother, do you want to make a fist?" ”

Shen Juncheng: "......"

In February, the emperor got married.

Xiao Wanrong's stomach couldn't wait, and within 100 days, Song Xingyuan would finalize the marriage.

This is also appropriate, after all, the country cannot be without an owner for a day, and the harem cannot be without a queen for a day, it must be decided, and Song Xingyuan's canonization of Xiao Wanrong is also taken for granted by many ministers.

After all, Xiao Wanrong's fortune is there, and it is estimated that she has become a king, and she also wants to be auspicious.

The marriage went very well, the whole world celebrated, and the emperor granted amnesty to the world.

There was a festive atmosphere in the capital, but it didn't last long, and on the third day after the emperor's wedding, the border came urgently to report that war broke out in Akagi.

It was faster than imagined, and it was menacing, but in just a few days, Zhou Qing attacked two cities in a row.

The urgent letters of eight hundred miles came one after another, which made Song Xingyuan frown, threw the letter on the case, and scolded: "This Zhou Qing, shouldn't he have bought the two city lords of Jiangcheng and Mocheng in advance?" ”

Otherwise, it would have been so fast, and two of them would have been captured in a row.

They sent troops to reinforce in advance, and they also planted their own men, but they couldn't withstand Zhou Qing's attack.

Shen Juncheng picked up the letter and looked at it, and said, "Zhou Qing has been planning for a long time, and he has done everything he can, what may he have coerced the two city lords?" ”

"Of course, either those two people are really not good and can't hold the city, or maybe they have already had the intention of rebelling to make Zhou Qing's attack so smooth."

Song Xingyuan slapped the table angrily, "I think it's the latter, those two old horsemen, who have been pampered all these years, where is there still a little bit of the demeanor of the year, it's strange to be able to keep the city!" ”

The two city lords are indeed old, and the old ones may not have the enthusiasm they had back then.

So, there is always a need for young generals on the battlefield, brave and resourceful.

After Song Xingyuan vented his anger, his eyes fixed on Shen Juncheng, "Brother Shen......"

Since he became the emperor, he rarely uses "Brother Shen" to refer to Shen Juncheng, but more often uses his officialdom position, or Hou Ye.

At this moment, a sudden "Brother Shen" made Shen Juncheng raise his eyes slightly.

Song Xingyuan sighed deeply, and stopped beating around the bush, "You should know what I mean, I have already revealed this matter to you, and this trip must be yours." ”

Needless to say, Zhou Qing's strategy is really capable of competing with him, except for Brother Shen, Song Xingyuan really can't think of anyone else

And Brother Shen was originally the queen of Jiangmen, and his father was a famous general of Zhenguo.

There is no better trip than him.

Shen Juncheng smiled faintly, put his hands together, saluted, and said respectfully and officially: "It is the duty of Weichen to be loyal to the king." ”

Song Xingyuan stepped down from the dragon seat and punched him in the chest, as before, laughing, "I know, you will agree." ”

Zhou Qing also had a holiday with Brother Shen, and he knew that Brother Shen would be obliged.

Tomorrow will be four years away......

Isn't it fast, hahaha

(End of chapter)