The coldness of early spring penetrated people's bones, Fu Xiuyun still didn't wake up, and Sun Fuzhi couldn't be sure, so he could only ask the eldest princess to delay it for one day.

The war situation in the north was critical. Ji Youhuai led his troops north to Suzhou, leaving only King Jing'an in Tongzhou.

After Pei Ce received the news of the death of his mother and brother, he was devastated and went to the palace that day to request an order to go to the north.

But now that Fu Xiuyun is in a coma, Pei Ce's trip is destined to return without success.

After returning to the palace, Pei Ce sat alone in his father's study without saying a word. His whole person was enveloped in a layer of gloom. The handsome young man he used to be was no longer what he once was, only mourning and depression remained.

Hefeng who was standing outside was also silent and could no longer say any words of comfort because his parents also died in that war.

I don’t know how long it took, until dusk fell, the gloomy sky came down, and the person sitting in the shadow finally made some movement.

He stood up holding on to the edge of the table and said in a hoarse voice: "Get your horses ready, I want to leave the city."

Hefeng woke up instantly and did not object, but said: "Master, I will go with you!"

Pei Ce neither agreed nor refused. He just turned around and walked into the back room and took down the sword that had been hanging on the wall for many years.

He returned to the capital when he was five years old, and spent fourteen years guarding this nominal home alone. Now Beidi invaded, and his mother and brother were martyred, leaving his father alone to fend off the enemy forces. He could no longer stay in the capital safely, even after the incident.

Your Majesty will punish him, and he must go this time.

The sky was dark, and only the sound of horse hooves could be heard flying quickly along the deserted long street, heading straight for the city gate.

When the soldiers guarding the city saw Pei Ce coming again, they were about to step forward to ask. Unexpectedly, as soon as he said a word, Pei Ce crossed the checkpoint and stepped into the snow in the night.

The soldier who was covered in snow looked back at Wei Xiu and asked, "Sir, are we really going to let Mr. Pei go like this?"

Wei Xiu looked at the direction Pei Ce left and sneered coldly: "He has left. Is it possible that you can still catch him back now?"

"Of course it's impossible."

Young Master Pei has a notoriously bad temper. Last time he made a fuss about leaving the capital, but he was kidnapped by King Jing as soon as he left the city gate. But now King Jing is imprisoned in Zongzheng Temple, and there is no one there anymore.

I can stop him.

When Pei Ce passed by the pavilion where he met Fu Mingjue last time, he suddenly saw two figures there, and his heart tightened.

Seeing that he had slowed down, Hefeng asked, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Pei Ce pursed his lips and said uncertainly: "I remember Fu Mingjue has been staying at Zongzheng Temple for almost a year, right?"

"Yes, I haven't heard from King Jing for a long time since he was imprisoned."

"In that case, that person is not him anymore." Pei Ce secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the reins and walked to the other end, but at this moment, he heard a familiar voice.

"Sir, are you planning to leave without saying goodbye?"

Pei Ce froze and looked back, and saw Mu Xiaoxiao walking from the darkness with a lantern, her eyes calm, and there seemed to be a hint of complaint against him.

"Xiaoxiao, why are you here?" He turned over and dismounted. Looking at the tip of Mu Xiaoxiao's nose which was slightly red from the cold, he knew that she had been waiting here for a long time.

Mu Xiaoxiao's novel: "I know everything about the northern border, and I also know that you won't be able to sit still and leave Beijing, so I thought of coming to see you off."

It's not that Pei Ce never thought of saying goodbye to Mu Xiaoxiao, but he was afraid that after seeing her, he would lose the courage to leave the capital. Now seeing her strong and composed appearance, his heart suddenly felt sore and stagnant for a long time, and finally

He only said one sentence: "Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry."

Mu Xiaoxiao turned away pretending to be displeased: "You really can't help me."

"ah?"

Her soft voice seemed even more ethereal in the cold wind: "I finally convinced my father to agree to this marriage, and you have to leave before I can tell you."

Pei Ce was stunned for a moment, and understood what she meant. A light gradually lit up in his eyes, and he pulled her into his arms.

"You." Mu Xiaoxiao was startled by him. When she felt his breath on her ear, her eyes were inexplicably dry, "Sir, will you come back?"

"Yes," Pei Ce replied firmly, "I will come back to marry you."

A long time ago, he wanted to say these words and hold her in his arms, but the floating dust made him temporarily lose his way. It was not until today, when he cleared away the clouds in front of his eyes, that he could truly see the beauty hidden in his heart.

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"Now the country is in a state of unrest and wars are raging. My father is fighting Beidi alone. Even though I am reluctant to give up, I will fight this battle. Please wait for me to come back."

The young man's brows were clear, and the flashing light in his eyes was like a sharp blade. The brilliance in a moment was enough to dispel the haze that shrouded his head.

Suddenly, Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to see the young man riding a green-maned horse again, full of pride and ambition.

She smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

The bleak north wind blew away petals of snowflakes, and the sound of horse hooves gradually faded away, leaving only the mournful sound of wind echoing between heaven and earth.

The snow that had stopped for a few days began to fall again on the day Pei Ce left the capital. Thousands of miles of white snow stretched northward, covering up those horrific corpses and cutting off the connection between the northern border and the capital.

Fu Mingjue raised his head and looked at the falling snowflakes with deep eyes. After staring for a long time, he walked to the room on the east side.

The door was pushed open, and there was only a faint light in the room. You could barely see a person standing there.

Fu Mingjue glanced at him, walked aside and sat down: "What happened? Is it worth the risk for you to come and find me in person?"

Sun Fuzhi turned around, bowed and bowed to him: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is still unconscious. Although the eldest princess is sitting in charge, there are still many ministers who insist on meeting the saint. If this continues, sooner or later this matter will not be hidden.

.In addition, the lower official discovered that Cai Yuan’s identity is not simple.”

Fu Mingjue paused with his fingertips: "What do you mean by this?"

"According to my tutor, she had met Cai Yuan seventeen years ago, but at that time Cai Yuan was seriously injured and in a coma. There was no sign of waking up even during the face-changing surgery."

"You mean changing faces? Could it be——"

"That's right," Sun Fuzhi confirmed, "The man who was traveling with Cai Yuan at that time asked the master to turn him into Cai Yuan's appearance, and he is most likely from Beidi."

Having said this, one can imagine what happened next.

Fu Mingjue didn't know what happened that year, but when he checked the Cai family, he learned that Cai Yuan had gone to the north when he was the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs.

That year, like this year, the northern border was hit by a blizzard. Cai Yuan was ordered to go to the northern border to provide relief, but encountered horse thieves at the border and disappeared.

Cai Yuan disappeared for two full months. Just when everyone thought he was dead, he returned to the capital.

According to him, he was trapped in a snow-capped mountain. Fortunately, there were leftover grains left by hunters in the cave, so he had to wait until the snow and ice melted to get out of the mountain.

No one doubted these remarks, and the late emperor even rewarded him with many things to express his condolences. After all, no one would have thought that there would be two identical people in the world.
Chapter completed!