"Why didn't you tell me earlier when the first snow came?"

In his busy schedule, he heard that Chu Xue had entered the palace and had waited for a long time, so he couldn't help but glance at Luo Sang.

Luo Sang touched his nose, it was Miss Chu Xue who knew that the saint was busy and didn't let him disturb.

Feng Ziyue, who hurried to the side hall in a few steps, suddenly stopped, walking back and forth in place with a melancholy expression, "Shi Jiu's matter, should I tell her?" ”

There's no need to hide it now, but Mei Shijiu's fake disappearance has turned into a real disappearance.

What to do...

"Saint, Miss Chu Xue should have heard about Lord Mei a long time ago, and she has not entered the palace to inquire, I heard that the last time I went to Mei Mansion to comfort the old lady, she..." is a strong one, meaning to say sooner or later, it is better to tell earlier.

News came back from the northwest that Prince Ying had not recovered from his serious injuries, and he also sent someone to find Master Mei, but there has been no news so far.

"What she's ... Forget it, let's go over and talk about it first. ”

Feng Ziyue has also been anxious recently, but he won't be perfunctory to the first snow, in fact, they haven't seen each other for a long time.

"Miss, why hasn't the saint come yet?"

It's been almost an hour, and Tao'er couldn't help but ask.

"Don't worry, the Holy One is busy."

As soon as Chu Xue finished speaking, Feng Ziyue walked in.

"Chu Xue has been waiting for a long time, why don't you say it in advance when you enter the palace, no matter how busy I am, I will spare time."

This is true, not polite.

Chu Xue hurriedly got up and saluted, "Meet the Holy One!" "It seems that this is the first time they have met privately since Toyokotsu ascended the throne.

"Hurry up, no one else pays attention to what these things do, I heard that you entered the city with Su and the old gentleman, I just want to find time to meet, but I have been so busy lately that I can't take a break..."

"The saint has lost weight." Visible emaciation.

Chu Xue suddenly interrupted Feng Ziyue's greetings with four words, there is no need to talk about this between them, to say that it is too polite to see the saint.

Now Feng Ziyue's identity is different, and he can speak so politely, except for the old lady and a few of their old ministers, there is only the first snow.

Chu Xue's calm words made Feng Ziyue's smile gradually change, and he could feel soft.

"You also know the current situation, I am indeed anxious, but don't worry, although I have lost some weight, my body can still stand it."

Feng Ziyue motioned for Chu Xue to sit down, and he also sat casually on the side, Luo Sang had already let the palace people in the side hall retreat.

"The saint must take care of his health, it's true that the state affairs are heavy, and it has to be the same... Holy Lord, I didn't come, because I was afraid of disturbing you, so I entered the palace today... I want to ask my senior brother about it, the war in the northwest is not going well, the situation should be very bad, there were rumors before that the senior brother had an accident on the way back to the capital by order, and was attacked by bandits, and his life and death are unknown, Holy Lord, I dare to ask you, did you not give an order to let him come back? He didn't have an accident at that time, did he? ”

Chu Xue called herself me in front of Feng Ziyue, not a folk girl, that is, she regarded Feng Ziyue as a very close person, and she really didn't see each other because of the change of the other party's identity.

And her straightforwardness and boldness made Luo Sang on the side couldn't help but look at her a few more times, but the person in front of her has always been like this, always different from others, and she is not bold for a day or two.

Although he has only been on the throne for a short time, Feng Ziyue can already experience a little bit of the taste of the cold in the heights, and the people around him, including Luo Sang, have a different attitude towards him, becoming more and more respectful and cautious, he thought that everyone would be the same, until this moment he knew that it was not.

She's different, she's always the same, she was like this when he was down, he's still like this now that he's a saint, and it's a really good feeling.

"You deliberately came into the palace to ask, you guessed something, Chu Xue, you are too smart, that's right, it was said that he had an accident, but it was actually a plan of his, he cooperated with the imperial uncle incognito, and looked at the 10,000 soldiers and horses, that is, the 10,000 martyrs who intercepted the Polo reinforcements in the first battle of Junfengling..."

Speaking of this, Fengzi's eyes were slightly dark, his eyes were slightly red, and he couldn't say anything when he looked at Chu Xue.

In fact, when Chu Xue heard about this, she had a very strong premonition, a very bad premonition, and she couldn't say why, maybe women really have so-called intuition.

Her body tightened inexplicably, and her eyes shrank and she lowered her head to avoid Feng Ziyue's gaze, because she seemed to see something in his eyes.

"The first snow... Shi Jiu he... He was seriously wounded when he went to intercept the Polo reinforcements, 10,000 people stopped 50,000 soldiers and horses for nearly three hours, and the battle was to the end, forcing the opponent to burn fire, 10,000 soldiers, only less than 200 people remained! And Shi Jiu's whereabouts are unknown, Uncle Huang has asked people to look for it several times, I heard that the fire was very big at that time, and it burned for several days, Shi Jiu was afraid that it was ......" Feng Ziyue said and sniffed, as the son of Dayuan Tianzi, he was also very distressed when he said this, although he did not experience it personally, but he could imagine the scene at that time.

The Northwest Army has suffered successive defeats, and the soldiers cannot be completely blamed, the imperial court has an unshirkable responsibility, and the morale of the army, armaments and materials, and comprehensive military strength in many aspects are inferior to the enemy, which has led to such a passive situation today.

Chu Xue's body was stunned, her expression froze, and Tao'er on the side was also short of breath, looking at Chu Xue anxiously.

"It's okay, senior brother Jiren Tianxiang, it's going to be fine."

Chu Xue's hand on her lap was gently pulled into a fist and slowly released, repeating it several times, she was trying her best to adjust her emotions.

"First snow!"

Feng Ziyue didn't know what to say, he couldn't even comfort himself, and he couldn't accept it either.

That's Mei Shijiu, the peerless Mei Shijiu, the civil and military Mei Shijiu, how could he just leave.

How can ...

Chu Xue took a few deep breaths, took a sip and steadied her breath and said: "Holy Lord, even if Senior Brother is seriously injured, he will try his best to save his life, he will not make fearless sacrifices, he has already reached the limit, he will find a chance to save his life, he can do it, he ......"

Hatsuyuki thought she was calm, but her slow, low, choked voice betrayed her.

"Yes, Shi Jiu is so smart and sensible, he must still be alive, maybe... There may be good news soon, don't worry. ”

The more Fengzi saw the first snow like this, her heart suddenly pinched.

He knew that Chu Xue couldn't really be indifferent to Mei Shijiu, it couldn't be nothing, but now it seemed that the relationship between her and Shi Jiu was far deeper than he thought, and the more so, the more worried he became.

"Holy Lord, you are busy with government affairs, and you will take the autumn exam soon, so I won't bother, and I will come to visit the Holy One another day, and the Holy One will take care of your body."

After Chu Xue finished speaking, he got up and hurriedly saluted and was about to leave.

"First snow! You're right, Shi Jiu will be fine..."

Feng Ziyue wanted to be relieved, but he couldn't even comfort himself, Mei Shijiu was not only a monarch and a minister, but also a friend.

"Report!"

Suddenly there was a report outside the hall, Feng Ziyue could only grit his teeth and endure the report, and Chu Xue also stopped.

"Enlighten the saint, Lord Mei's personal servant will send Lord Mei's relics back to the city!"

Relic!

Feng Ziyue's body shook and almost didn't stop, Chu Xue was dizzy, but fortunately, Tao'er helped her in time.

(End of chapter)