When Xiao Nianzhi and Yan Nanrong left the mansion, they saw Yan Xingxuan standing at the door of the mansion waiting.

Seeing people, Xiao Nianzhi was stunned for a moment: "Why didn't anyone say anything?"

As she spoke, she had already greeted her and handed her hand stove to the other party.

On this cold day, I don't know how long Yan Xingxuan has been standing here.

Yan Xingxuan didn't care about this, he hadn't been here for a long time, and the hand stove was still hot.

For what Xiao Nianzhi handed over, he just touched it and returned it.

In the process, the inevitable bumper of hands and a gentle touch, Yan Xingxuan smiled with satisfaction: "I just came, and I was about to support someone to say, think about it and come out."

Towards evening, the north wind was blowing, and it really hurt to hit the face.

Therefore, after Yan Xingxuan finished speaking, he helped Xiao Nianzhi to the carriage: "Let's get into the carriage first."

Although there is nothing wrong with saying that two people ride together, but today is a special day.

Therefore, Xiao Nianzhi still got into his own carriage.

Yan Nanrong also saluted Uncle Wang obediently.

The three of them simply greeted each other, got into the carriage and rushed to the palace.

It's not that you don't want to speak, it's just that it's a cold day, and standing outside for an extra second is a sin.

The carriage staggered into the palace.

When they reached the second gate, they had to get out of the carriage and go to the palace.

The various paths in the palace are either paved with cement or are still the same.

But they were all very clean.

Although there are still snow piles in some places, the place where you walk is definitely clean.

The three of them were talking as they walked, and it was Xiao Nianzhi who spoke first: "By the way, I heard that Qixue is coming back."

When Xiao Nianzhi was a child, he received a letter from the other party, saying that he would almost be able to come back during the New Year.

However, this one is about the same, and sometimes, it can really be a lot worse.

For example, it's Chinese New Year's Eve today, but the other party hasn't entered the capital yet.

However, the sky is high and the road is long, and it is a cold winter, so if it snows somewhere, it is easy to stop and rest for a while.

Guo Bixue has a lot of experience on the battlefield, and there is no reason why he can't understand such an ordinary road.

Therefore, Xiao Nianzhi is not too worried.

Hearing her say this, Yan Xingxuan nodded: "...... I heard from the royal brother that he was coming back."

There was a long, suspicious pause before he could speak.

It seems to know something, but it's not easy to say.

This made Xiao Nianzhi couldn't help but turn his head sideways to look at him.

The weather is cold, and Yan Xingxuan is also very tight.

Although it is said that Yan Xingxuan is in front of Xiao Nianzhi, more often, he is like a peacock with the screen open.

However, he is not stupid, he knows the cold!

Therefore, at this time, he showed the upper half of his face, a pair of exotic eyes, and after feeling Xiao Nianzhi's gaze, he turned around and looked at it attentively and seriously.

If you look closely, you will find that Yan Xingxuan's gaze seems to be a little evasive and weak.

Xiao Nianzhi: ?

Xiao Nianzhi, who always felt that there was something in this, pursed his thin lips lightly, and his eyebrows and eyes drooped.

Where did Yan Xingxuan see this, he didn't need Xiao Nianzhi to ask more, he was already honest: "Think about it, don't think about it, I don't say it because I'm afraid you're worried, and the battle report only says a rough idea, not necessarily that Miss Guo is injured."

Guo Bixue is injured?

Hearing this, Xiao Nianzhi raised his head violently, looking incredulous.

Although it is said that the battlefield is ruthless, the sword has no eyes.

However, Xiao Nianzhi has always believed in Guo Bixue and felt that she could protect herself.

Just thinking of General Guo, who had barely picked up a life before and returned to Beijing to raise him for a long time, Xiao Nianzhi couldn't help but smile bitterly: Sometimes, she really takes it for granted.

No matter how well it is protected, it is also a ruthless battlefield!

Injuries may be a common occurrence for those soldiers.

Death can be a brutal reality after every war.

Xiao Nianzhi just sent more and better blessings and hopes to his friends, and he felt that they would not be injured or sacrificed if they were blessed by God and Buddha.

Now that he heard the news of Guo Ruxue's injury, Xiao Nianzhi didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

After a long time, she opened her mouth, but could not find her own voice.

Xiao Nianzhi felt that she should have thought that the war in the northwest was still going on, and Guo Ruxue suddenly returned to Beijing, something must have happened.

Now that the war is tight, other private matters must be on the back line.

Therefore, it is more likely that he will return to Beijing to recuperate from his injuries like General Guo did before.

After all, more and better medical resources are in the capital and the imperial palace.

Thinking of this, Xiao Nianzhi's eyes were a little sour.

Yan Xingxuan was reluctant to see his sweetheart like this, so he quickly raised his hand and touched Xiao Nianzhi's head: "Think about it, don't worry, just say that you are injured, and the situation is not certain."

"Taking a step back, at least saving your life and coming back alive is a comfort, right?"

For border soldiers, sacrifice is commonplace.

Therefore, for them, life is the greatest hope and desire.

In Yan Xingxuan's opinion, compared with the names of the sacrificial soldiers and generals reported in the battle reports, Guo Ruxue was only injured, which is already a good ending.

Although, the war is not over yet, after the other party recovers from his injuries, there is a high probability that he will go to the battlefield again.

Thinking of this, Yan Xingxuan couldn't help but sigh.

Yan Nanrong followed silently behind him, and he didn't speak, his nose was a little sour.

After His Majesty knew about the things in the battle report, he told the Guo family as soon as possible, and Yan Nanrong also knew.

But he didn't want his cousin to worry, so he didn't say anything.

Now when I hear Uncle Xiao Wang mention it, my heart can't help but be sour.

Although I know that this is my mission as a soldier, I can't help but sigh when I face the reality.

What's more, they are still related, and compared with others, they have a touch of worry and sadness in their hearts.

The three of them were silent for a while, but Zhao Shangshu happened to pass by, and when he saw that the three of them didn't speak, he couldn't help but whisper: "It's a cold day, don't go in, what are you doing standing here?"

Looking at the three people, with a slightly sad expression, Zhao Shangshu's heart turned, he probably guessed a little, and then sighed: "Let's go in first, Jiren has his own natural appearance, and he didn't die on the battlefield, and since then he has become a handful of white bones in the yellow sand, that's a good thing."

In the end, I don't know whether I am sighing or comforting myself: "It is a blessing in misfortune to be able to come back alive, and it should be cherished."

Governor Zhao was also injured, and His Majesty arranged for someone to pick him up and return to Beijing.

Second Master Zhao seemed to be sighing at Guo Nixue, and seemed to be sighing at his own family.

Xiao Nianzhi's face was red from the cold, she also knew that it was not good to stand here, and if she was late for the banquet, the scene would only be more ugly.

Therefore, he quickly cleaned up his mood and motioned to Yan Xingxuan and them: "Then let's go in first."

It's just that the mood is not as happy as when I came, with a sense of New Year's joy.