Qin Yingzhao drove his horse close to Cheng Hao, arched his hand, and said with a sad face: "General Cheng, this weather is really cold. When do you think the snow will melt? ”

Cheng Hao pulled the reins of the horse, turned his head to look at Qin Yingzhao's beautiful face, and the corners of his mouth pulled an arc, as if he was smiling. "It's colder when the snow melts."

Qin Yingzhao laughed dryly. "Yes, but we have to speed up, otherwise the weather will get colder and colder, and the road will be more difficult."

"Mr. Qin, do you know why His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is in such a hurry to come to Mobei?" Cheng Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Qiye in front of him.

"This, naturally, is to promote peace and pro-family plans as soon as possible, to share worries for the monarch, and to contribute to the country." Qin Yingzhao said a little pretentiously.

"Really?" Cheng Hao snorted coldly. "Mr. is reluctant to say it, and Cheng Hao is not reluctant, but why is the son so sad at this time?"

"Then, that's because I can't get to the Mobei Royal Court as soon as possible, hehe." Qin Yingzhao's lie was told without changing his face and without a heartbeat.

"Sir is a smart man, and knowing that peace and affinity are important matters for the two countries, no matter what His Royal Highness the Prince has secrets, it cannot be detrimental to the overall plan." Cheng Hao is colorful.

"The general's words are serious, His Royal Highness the Prince has no hidden feelings, but His Royal Highness is a scholar, and his body is weak, so he is not as heroic as General Cheng, and I ask General Cheng to take care of him more." Qin Yingzhao didn't smile.

Cheng Hao instructed the soldiers: "Please invite the envoy of Mobei, Lord Yuyi, to come over and talk about it." ”

Soon, Yu Yi, the envoy of Mobei, rushed over. "What is General Cheng summoning?"

"My lord, this is already the boundary of Mobei, what kind of place is this?"

"Cheng adults don't know, the name of this place is called Fengchuan, there are often big storms in this place, not long ago there was a big sandstorm, that day disappeared and died of countless pedestrians and businessmen, but here is the only way to the Central Plains."

"I see." Cheng Hao nodded, it seems that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has come to Mobei to look for people. No wonder he was in such a hurry, but no matter who he was looking for, whether he found it or not, he couldn't make any mistakes.

"Send the order, speed up, and get to the royal court as soon as possible!" Cheng Hao commanded loudly.

Xiao Qiye looked at this vast snowfield, where to find someone? Jiang Dong sighed, "His Royal Highness, you can't find it like this, let's move forward slowly, and then ask General Cheng to send some sergeants to search around, there will always be some clues." ”

"You're right, now we're not in a hurry to go, look for it while walking, I don't believe it, Xinyue and I have gone through so many tribulations, and we will be separated, then God really has no eyes." Xiao Qiye clenched his fists and looked firm.

He looked at Cheng Hao coming, and stepped forward and said: "General Cheng, this has been rushing, everyone has worked hard, and now that we have reached the boundary of Mobei, we can also slow down a little, and let the entourage and soldiers relax." ”

"Now that we have arrived in Mobei, we should speed up and arrive at the royal court as soon as possible, why aren't we in a hurry?" Cheng Hao's eyes flashed, "Could it be that His Royal Highness the Prince still has a secret secret?" ”

General Cheng laughed, Qi Ye came to Mobei for the first time, where would there be a hidden secret? It's just that there is a request for prayer, and now the snow is difficult to walk, and the roads are covered by snow. ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince has thought it through, so let's do it." Cheng Hao arched his hand.

As the days passed, although the journey was slow and approached the royal court day by day, there was no news from the people who searched everywhere. Xiao Qiye's heart became more and more painful. But he never believed that Jiang Xinyue would be buried in the desert, she must be living somewhere, maybe she couldn't help it, or did she really forget him? He held the Nanyu in his hand, and the glow of Nanyu seemed to be much dimmer, Xinyue, where are you?