As soon as the news of the empress's personal expedition came out, the government and the opposition were shaken, and all the courtiers worked together to prevent His Majesty's bold and risky move.

Although the border situation is urgent now, it is not to the point where the emperor is in danger with his daughter. Besides, if His Majesty goes on a business trip on the battlefield, Qingluo will definitely fall into chaos.

Shu Ange has thought about this truth, but the original owner's long-cherished wish is that the people of Qingluo Country River Qinghai Yan live and work in peace and contentment, and now that the country is in trouble, how can she, as the king of a country, sit back and relax in Kyoto.

In the plot, the reason why the empress chose to drive the imperial expedition in person is not only for the sake of the people of the court, but also because she is good at strategy in both civil and military affairs, and she has long had hills and valleys in her heart for marching and fighting, and she also has the confidence to turn the tide, so she made this decision.

The Wyvern deceived people too much and provoked disputes on their own, so she went to the battlefield herself, and when she saw their outstretched hands, she struck them back and slapped them in the face.

Shu Ange had made up her mind, and the ministers had no way to interfere, but before leaving, she decided to meet with Xuanjing.

No matter how strong Shu Ange's self-confidence is, it is difficult to be completely sure that he will definitely return safely. And this action is very important, if she does not say goodbye, Xuanjing may feel uneasy.

In late autumn and early winter, the flowers and trees in the temple are depressed, and there are still four seasons of evergreen flowers and plants flourishing like in the imperial garden. The monks revere the four seasons and do not deliberately pursue the scene of flowers.

After the outbreak of the war, Shu Ange came to Huangjue Temple less often, and even fewer times he went to the martial arts training ground to practice martial arts.

It's lonely here, and there are a few dead leaves scattered on the martial arts training ground.

Shu Ange wore a moon-white cloak embroidered with splendid mountains and rivers, and wore a hair crown made of Hetian jade on his head, looking at the pale gray figure from a distance, and a little melancholy was born in his heart.

The familiar sound of footsteps came from behind, Xuanjing's body stiffened, his heart was full of mixed feelings, and he slowly turned around.

When he saw Shu Ange's face, as well as the blue and black under his eyes, a trace of unbearability crossed the bottom of Xuanjing's eyes: "Your Majesty, in an eventful autumn, you must pay more attention to your body." ”

In the face of Xuanjing's concern, Shu Ange smiled lightly, and after standing beside him, he pretended to be calm and said, "I am going to take the imperial conquest." ”

Xuanjing's heartstrings seemed to snap in an instant, and he asked with some astonishment: "Your Majesty, this matter must not be, the country cannot be without a king for a day, how can you go to the frontier to make a risk." ”

His concern was beyond words, and Shu Ange didn't know whether he should thank Xuanjing for his concern first, or explain the matter of the royal driver's personal expedition first.

However, she has explained too much recently, and such a major event of the family and country can not be explained clearly in a few words.

Therefore, after a moment of silence, Shu Ange chuckled, and the sparkle in his eyes flowed, and he met Xuanjing's slightly anxious eyes.

"Are you worried about me? The matter of the royal conquest is a foregone conclusion, I never fight unprepared battles, and Xuanjing should not worry too much.

Hearing her say this, Xuanjing's mouth was a little bitter, and he didn't know how to argue, but the whole person became depressed, his eyes were very complicated, and he looked like he wanted to persuade but didn't know where to persuade him.

The cold wind was blowing, Shu Ange's throat was a little itchy, and he coughed lightly, as if Xuanjing's heart was about to be pressed by a cold big stone, and the gloom was bleak and difficult to resolve.

After a long time, Xuanjing said: "Your Majesty, the border war has not yet reached the time of 100,000 emergencies. You are in the capital, not only can make the civil and military officials feel at ease, but also the blessing of the people of the world. ”

(I'm not feeling well, I'm resting a little better today, and I'm going to work tomorrow)