Wen Zhehan raised his eyebrows and looked around, only to see that people everywhere seemed to have heard of it, but everyone came this way.

The entire battlefield has been basically cleared, and most of the exhausted soldiers, like Yan Qing and others, rested against the city walls and battlements.

Either a dozen or twenty people fell into a pile, or they rolled on the ground like corpses, or there were two, three, four or five people leaning against each other to catch their breath.

If it hadn't been for this battle, it would be hard for him to imagine that anyone would be so tired that he would fall asleep on the floor and die.

Turning his head to look at Yan Qing and Meng Shulan who were leaning together, Wen Zhehan didn't feel there was any other problem except for a few subtle feelings.

On the battlefield, everyone is a brother, that's normal.

Seeing that they were all sleeping soundly, Wen Zhehan was a little hesitant to wake them up, or go back and take a nap first?

They are not the only ones who have not slept well in this period of time. They themselves have also been unable to sleep night after night. From yesterday, it has been all day and all night until now...

Just thinking about this made Wen Zhehan feel his eyes sore. He blinked hard twice and slapped himself twice before Wen Zhehan felt sober.

This is not the time to sleep...

Wen Zhehan sighed with a wry smile, and was about to step forward to wake him up when he saw that Yan Qing had already woken up and was looking at him with a pair of eyes wide open in confusion.

That flash of cool and faint sight made Wen Zhehan glad that he didn't go too close to call for help.

But he saw that her hand was already gripping the barrel of the gun...

This alert state made Wen Zhehan suspect that she might not have fallen asleep at all before.

But he clearly saw that when Yan Qing just woke up, he was a little surprised that he fell asleep leaning on Meng Shulan.

Wen Zhehan was wondering whether this person was sleeping or not, when he saw that Meng Shulan was also awake.

This time he was right, Meng Shulan was definitely not asleep!

Those little sad eyes, when he was a child, he used to perform this unique skill for his father and aunt when he complained to their brothers!

He finally understood that this kid was attracted to someone else, but they only regarded him as a brother.

No wonder he had to go to Western Xinjiang at the beginning. He found a lot of reasons and excuses, and even persuaded his aunt and uncle to go to Daliang for fun and they haven't come back yet. So that's what happened!

I thought he had come to his senses, and felt that his previous ambition to inherit his uncle's legacy and become an imperial merchant was not ambitious enough. He wanted to save military work and become a prince who could pass on his title, instead of becoming a prince who could not be hereditary like his uncle.

If it weren't for his aunt who married King Rongjin, and his father was partial to this boy, how could he be the king of the county?

What a good boy, you hide it quite deep!

But General Yan hasn’t had time to go to bed yet, right? It’s the mourning period again...

Wen Zhehan glanced at Yan Qing, whose expression remained unchanged, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Probably because he has been in the military camp for a long time, General Yan is really informal, so he may not yet understand what this kid is thinking.

Although this boy may not have understood what he said, but after four years, he has become a brother...

Wen Zhehan privately thought that Meng Shulan was somewhat capable, otherwise not many people could have become brothers with their sweetheart in the past four years without revealing any flaws.

He asked himself that he had no such ability.

But how old were these two four years ago?

Wen Zhehan thought about it and found that Yan Qing was probably only ten years old at that time, and Meng Shulan was only thirteen years old...

Isn't that why Yan Qing was named the vanguard general and went to explore the route to attack the bandit stronghold first? However, Meng Shulan was kidnapped into the bandit stronghold on his way back to Beijing from his business trip and was used as a hostage for negotiation. As a result, the people below wanted to contact Yan Qing and not act rashly but couldn't. Then with great difficulty

We contacted him, but was it the year when Yan Qing led his men to capture the bandit camp?

hiss!

Wen Zhehan took a deep breath, then looked at Meng Shulan and realized something was wrong.

There is something very wrong with this boy!

love at first sight?

This little kid understands this?

Wen Zhehan felt in a daze that he had lived for twenty years and was not as good as a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old kid, but then he smiled bitterly and denied himself in his heart.

Being able to meet someone who makes you attracted is considered a kind of luck in itself, but he is afraid that he will not be so lucky again.

In the royal family, his every priority is how to survive. Being on the throne is just a guarantee of living longer. The subsequent game between the emperor and his ministers, the suspicion between husband and wife, and even the calculation between father and son are destined to be impossible for him.

Tempted, or unable to be tempted.

At this moment, Wen Zhehan suddenly envied Meng Shulan.

He grew up being held in the palm of someone's hand, having everything he wanted and doing whatever he wanted. He was not raised to be one of the best dandies in Kangdu City. Even now, it is something that many people can't understand.

Looking back on his past twenty years, Wen Zhehan suddenly realized that he seemed to have always been envious of others.

I envy the imperial brother for being partial to his father, I envy Meng Shulan for being able to do as he pleases, and I envy Yan Qing for being free and uninhibited in fighting on the battlefield without fear of secular opinions...

Even if he understands that there are actually more people who are envious of his comfortable life and fine food.

But people don’t always cherish what they get, and they are too persistent and longing for what they can’t get.

Wen Zhehan lowered his eyes and cleared away all the complicated things in his heart. Then he raised his eyes and saw the bright and proud Prince Duan again, winking at Meng Shulan with a bit of slyness in his eyes.

Meng Shulan's eyelids twitched and she rolled her eyes at him.

Every time he looks at me with this expression, nothing good will happen!

Wen Zhehan put away his gossip and communicated with Yan Qing seriously: "In this battle, we rely heavily on the general to defeat the enemy. Xiao Wang knows that the general is tired, but there are still many matters to be dealt with at the moment. Please support the general and welcome him back.

The rescued official family members received letters from Li Dingshan and King Su discussing the rebellion, and arranged for the soldiers from Western Xinjiang to return to the rescue."

"In addition, I would like to ask the general to deal with what should be done with the troops dropped by Li Dingshan. It would be better if they can be used for their own purposes."

Wen Zhehan explained the matter in an orderly manner, "In addition, we also need generals..."

"cough!"

A sudden cough interrupted Wen Zhehan's words, and Yan Qing and Wen Zhehan both looked at Meng Shulan at the same time.

Meng Shulan said without blushing or heartbeat: "The smoke is a bit strong and makes my throat hurt."

Wen Zhehan glanced at the smoke that was almost gone, glanced at Meng Shulan faintly, and asked with his eyes.

Meng Shulan was unmoved, and she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. She coughed a few more times, which made Wen Zhehan roll his eyes several times.

Where did this kid come from?
Chapter completed!