On the twenty-fourth night of August, after the kind arrangement of King Sui, Qiao Hua was finally able to meet Sikong Jun by the Taiye Pond Lake.

"You're here." Sikong Jun's voice was low.

Qiao Hua seemed to be stuck in his throat, only opened his mouth slightly, unable to speak. At the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner ten days ago, Qiao Hua had never seen him so carefully, he had lost weight, and in the battle of Queensland for a few months, if he hadn't fought hard and personally went into battle, how could he have pacified Queensland so quickly and returned to Chang'an smoothly?

Sikong Jun seemed to have tears in his eyes, looking at Qiao Hua, his eyes were full of tenderness and pity like moonlight.

The words are still in my ears, and the moon will be full a few more times, and we will be able to meet again.

It's been more than half a year, and it's really been more than half a year since we met again, but the mood is not what it used to be. For countless nights, either it was raining or it was unbearably hot, Qiao Hua would wake up in the middle of the night and get up in his clothes and walk to the southernmost part of the Si Shi's room, as if he could get one step closer to him, but the lunar moon did not shine on him as soon as possible.

Qiao Hua couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes anymore, and tried his best to wipe them with his hands, but the tears were more and more wiped, and he couldn't finish them; "Sikong Jun...... You, you're back, why, so soon, you're back. ”

Sikong Jun looked at Qiao Hua, who couldn't cry, and his voice gradually trembled: "In the past few months, I have been looking at the moon in the sky every night, and I can't wait for it to tell me all my thoughts about you, Ling'er, you ...... Are you Ling Er, Xiao Heling, or Qiao Hua? ”

Qiao Hua couldn't answer, just looked at Sikong Jun's eyes and said, "I am me, and I belong to you, don't I?" The name is just a title, Sikong Jun, do you know, I thought I would never see you again? ”

He has indeed lost a lot of weight, and last year, some of his warm cheeks had already been polished by the battle on the battlefield, and his eyes were a little sunken, but he was still like a torch, and he had never been afraid of anyone.

The cold moonlight swept Sikong Jun's eyebrows, he looked at Qiao Hua seriously, and almost wanted to wear autumn water: "After a long time, I really want to tell you what I have seen in Queensland." The people there and the mountains and rivers there are very different from Chang'an and Xiangzhou. But I really regret it, I regret that I left you to go to Queensland alone, and it has come to the Tuhua event, Ling'er, does our marriage contract still count? ”

Qiao Hua's tears fell like jujube flowers, and said: "It's man-made, as long as you are safe, now that you are back, our fate is still there." ”

Sikong Jun's expression was sad, I don't know how long it took before he hugged Qiao Hua into his arms, the wind was strong at night, and the warm breath in his arms seemed to be familiar to Qiao Hua a long time ago.

"It's a cloudy day, and I'm going to go on the expedition again."

She nodded in his arms, "I wish the general a speedy victory, and I will pray for you in the Buddha Hall." ”

Sikong Jun closed his eyes and said, "Didn't you say that it is up to people to make things happen, how did you start to believe in the Buddha's blessings?" ”

Qiao Hua gradually moved out of his arms, looked up at Sikong Jun slightly, and smiled with tears: "It turns out that everyone is willing to believe in the Buddha in their hearts, what I can't do, I hope the Buddha can do it for me, always bless you, bless you safe, bless you back." ”

"Don't you ask for something for yourselves?"

"What can I ask for?" Qiao Hua's voice seemed to be forced out of the cavity as unreal: "Do you know that when I was arrested in the palace, I knew that my family's sin was related to King Qian, and perhaps, it was also related to the queen." ”

Sikong Jun's fingers had some residual cocoons, gently touched Qiao Hua's jaw, and the warmth of his hands wiped away a trace of cold at night for her.

"Ling'er, others may not understand your suffering, but I can empathize with you. If you want to stay in the palace to find out everything, I naturally won't blame you. ”

Qiao Hua shook his head shallowly, hid the tears on his face with his fingertips, and said, "At first, I wanted to escape, but the afternoon I woke up in the palace, I found those remaining manuscripts, those perjuries that had condemned my father to death. Later, I thought about it again, how can I escape from this huge hell palace? Maybe fate wants me to stay here to avenge my family? ”

Sikong Jun's expression gradually calmed down as before, a little bit of crystal glowing with broken moonlight, the moon was inhuman, under such sorrow, it was still as bright as new, only caring about exuding its own brilliance.

"Ling'er, no matter what you do, I will always support you. After walking in the world, the word 'loyalty and filial piety' comes first, then I also wish you to find the truth as soon as possible and wash away your grievances for the family. ”

With so many tears, I still couldn't help it, Qiao Hua was supported in his arms for a moment, crying silently. Let the things in your heart be like a mess, forcing yourself to move forward step by step.

It's been a long time, it's approaching midnight, and it's time to say goodbye. Qiao Hua wiped away his tears and said: "You have to always be careful of the people of the pious king, the sentence 'General Mojiao abandons his sword and returns' may imply that you should not be framed and surrender and rebel, but this is just my random speculation." There is another matter, in the past few days, King Sui and I are planning to rescue His Royal Highness King Di. ”

Sikong Jun nodded, but he was a little sad: "I'm far away in Hedong, and I don't know if I can help you." ”

"No, I'm not 100% sure, I'll try." Qiao Hua said lightly, and there was gradually a look of sadness and happiness on her gentle face.

The endless night, the warm memories of those days, like fireworks lit in the night sky, but they were as short-lived as fireworks, torn apart, and no longer existed.

It's still the same sentence in my heart, it's just that it's hard to calm down in the end.

On the morning of August 25, Sikong Jun led another 70,000 Shence troops and set off for Hedong.

Every day, for Qiao Hua, it seems to be the same, he didn't rest well last night, and in addition to Sikong Jun's recent expedition, Qiao Hua only felt dizzy and almost stumbled when he walked.

King Li Yu is the eldest son of the emperor, and he was also born to the queen, and has close contacts with the officials of Shangshu Province.

However, King De is not only aiming at the ministry, but he has always been eyeing the military department.

Now that King Qian is only the adopted son of the queen, he can mix the wind and water, and King De can not hold it. Sikong Jun repeatedly led his troops out of the station, and King De often conspired with Liu Jishu to take the military department into his hands, and Sikong Jun was incompatible.

Of course, King De's words are just private words, the emperor often praises King De's virtue and respect, King De naturally doesn't want to spoil his father's impression of himself.

On the third day of Sikong Jun's expedition, King Di thought of the possible meanings in the last two lines of the poem, so he sent his own arranged eyeliner from King Di's mansion to King Sui's ears.