Although Xu Churong was unwilling to admit it, the aura displayed by Pei Yue at this moment made her secretly shocked.

After all, he is a hero who can create a first-class prince with swords and guns on the battlefield, far from being comparable to those dandies in Jian'an City who fight dogs and hawks. She thought of what Pei Yue did at the cultural banquet yesterday.

That poem can be described as Shen Xiong's tragic and heartfelt poem, especially the last sentence "poor things happened in vain" which highlights the profound meaning and makes people even more memorable.

Although Xu Churong has never witnessed the tragedy of war, he can appreciate the majestic and solemn meaning of Pei Yue's poem.

She looked at Pei Yue's handsome face and said with a forced smile: "Even if His Majesty sends troops to escort you to Tiancang River, Fang Yunhu's brothers and even the generals in the army who were born in Pingjiang will definitely try to take revenge."

Pei Yue said calmly: "I can kill Fang Yunhu, so I won't be afraid of his brothers. However, I am different from your guess. The Duke of Zhenguo of your country will definitely try his best to restrain those people, and I will definitely be able to return to Daliang safely.

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"Maybe so. By the way, does the poem you wrote yesterday have a title?"

"Broken array."

"A good topic, but it sounds a little familiar."

"The best-selling liquor in Qinyuan is called Pozizi. Rough people like me like it very much, but it probably doesn't suit your taste."

Xu Churong turned his head and looked out the door, and said calmly: "I have only drank fruit wine."

Pei Yue smiled and said, "Fruit wine suits you very well."

Xu Churong frowned slightly, then suddenly changed the topic and said: "Actually, there is something I can't figure out, and I would like to ask your opinion."

Pei Yue said calmly: "Excuse me."

Xu Churong looked slightly confused, and his eyes were slightly out of focus at this moment, revealing a somewhat ignorant temperament.

After hesitating for a moment, she said in a bleak tone: "The so-called marriage with relatives is just a delaying tactic. No matter I, Your Majesty, you, or even your Emperor, I should think so in my heart. You are using the sparring outside the Sifang Pavilion to cheat, but in fact it is just

You want to take the opportunity to provoke internal strife in our court. Your talk at the banquet yesterday probably further intensified the conflicts within our court."

Pei Yue's expression gradually became serious.

Xu Churong seemed unaware and continued: "As for the assassination last night, although I don't know the specific details, Fang Yunhu is not an arrogant and ignorant fool. How could he be killed by you so easily? Looking at your whole body, only your left hand was injured.

The slight injury shows that Fang Yunhu's strategy has been seen through by you a long time ago. You deliberately killed Fang Yunhu and completely angered the Pingjiang Fang family, just to find an excuse to declare war in the future, right?"

Of course, Pei Yue could directly deny the other party's speculation, but he did not do that. He just sighed with complicated eyes: "I don't know how to evaluate you. Sometimes you are as childish as a simple-minded girl, and sometimes you can make people laugh.

My eyes lit up."

Xu Churong shook his head and said: "It's not important, I just can't understand it."

Pei Yue asked: "What don't you understand?"

A sad look appeared on Xu Churong's smooth and fair face, and he whispered: "Why do you do this? Why must we fight?"

Pei Yue didn't answer.

Xu Churong said seriously: "Actually, you can prevent the war between the two countries, right?"...

Pei Yue shook his head, stood up and said: "Miss Xu, I still suggest as before, the style that suits you best is that of a lady with a clear breeze and bright moon. If you don't mind, just have some breakfast here. I guess it won't be long before your country

Your Majesty will send troops here to escort me back to Jian'an City."

Xu Churong looked at his back walking out and sighed imperceptibly.

…

Pei Yue's guess was accurate. Just as he and Xu Churong were eating breakfast in silence, Shangguan Ding arrived with a young general.

Seeing that the apple of Xu Shoufu's eye was also here, Shangguan Ding's face looked a little strange, but he quickly regained his composure, deliberately ignored Xu Churong's presence, and introduced the young general to Pei Yue.

This man's name was Zhuo Fan, and he was a partial general in the Wude camp guarding Jian'an City. On the orders of Jinwu General Xia Fei, he led a thousand soldiers to escort Pei Yue back to Jian'an.

Half an hour later, Shangguan Ding personally sent Pei Yue outside the mountain gate. He could not return to the capital for the time being because Donglin Wenhui would enter the formal process from today, and he, the Minister of Rites, still needed to stay and preside over the overall situation.

Seeing a thousand elite soldiers escorting Pei Yue away, Shangguan Ding couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although he was exhausted after not sleeping all night, compared to being able to send away Pei Yue, the god of plague, he just felt that the boulder weighing on his heart had disappeared, and his whole body felt particularly relaxed.

It was about twenty miles from Donglin to Jian'an City. Because all the Wude camp were infantry, the whole team was not moving very fast. Just after walking two or three miles, Pei Yue heard a rush of horse hoofbeats from behind.

, turned around and saw that thin figure, and couldn't help but sigh heavily.

Feng Yi and several soldiers next to him held it in extremely hard and finally managed not to laugh out loud.

After the man approached on horseback, Pei Yue said with a sad face: "Miss Xu, why are you following me again?"

Xu Churong said calmly: "Don't forget, I said I couldn't put you in danger. With me by your side, no one will jump over the wall in a hurry."

There is strong confidence in this sentence, and it is also true. There are many people in Southern Zhou who want to kill Pei Yue. The death of Fang Yunhu does not mean absolute safety, but there are indeed few people who dare to completely offend the Xu family of Qinghe. What if?

Because Xu Churong was affected by the assassination of Pei Yue, the mastermind behind the scenes would inevitably face a counterattack from Xu Huiyan or even dozens of wealthy families. Even the Pingjiang Fang family could not bear such revenge.

Because of this, Xu Churong was able to calmly pass through the defense of Wude Camp soldiers and come to Pei Yue like a ghost.

Pei Yue didn't even know whether he should be moved or disgusted. In the end, he could only say helplessly: "Miss Xu, I appreciate your kindness, but if you stay with me all day long, aren't you afraid of attracting discussion from the world?"

Xu Churong blinked and asked curiously: "Why should I care about other people's opinions?"

Pei Yue was speechless by her words. After a long while, he nodded and said, "That makes sense."

Xu Churong rode alongside him and asked persistently: "You haven't answered my question yet."

"What's the problem?"

"You don't have to do that. Isn't it good for the two countries to live in peace? Pei Hou, you have been on the battlefield for a long time and are well-informed. You should know that whenever a war breaks out, countless lives will be devastated. They don't need to die and can live in peace.

Live. Although it is said that making achievements is what men aspire to do, but you are now a first-class prince, and you are so young, so you are not afraid of your achievements in the future. You are right, I am not suitable for these things, but now I finally

I figured it out.”…

Pei Yue turned to look at her and asked curiously: "Have you figured it out?"

Xu Churong nodded and said, "Yes, I want to be friends with you, not irreconcilable enemies."

Pei Yue looked at her clear eyes and understood the hidden meaning of this sentence. It had nothing to do with the children's personal relationship, but only related to each other's views on family and country affairs.

He turned his head and looked at the straight road ahead, and said calmly: "Miss Xu, I'm sorry, I can't promise you."

Xu Churong's eyes darkened, but he did not continue to pester.

She lowered her head slightly, wondering what she was thinking.

After a long time, she said softly: "Don't get me wrong."

Pei Yue replied: "I understand."

They didn't chat anymore during the journey, and the early autumn wind blew through their hearts without making any ripples.

After arriving at Jian'an City, General Zhuo Fan of the Wude Camp returned to the station outside the city with his soldiers. Pei Yue and Xu Churong rode into the city side by side, followed closely by the Xu family guards and Pei Yue's soldiers.

The inside and outside of the city are like two worlds, with a noisy and lively atmosphere rushing towards you.

Although the dignitaries in Jian'an City are bound to be surrounded by crowds when traveling, and it is common for hundreds of people to be escorted by them, the old and young men in the capital are very discerning, and they can naturally tell that the guards around this young man and woman are extraordinary.

Anyone dares to block their direction of travel.

The distance from West City to Nancheng is not too far, but when a group of people came to the extremely prosperous Taiping Street, a traffic jam suddenly appeared in front of them halfway.

Pei Yue looked at the crowd blocking the way dozens of steps away, with an indifferent arc at the corner of his mouth.


Chapter completed!