"Your Majesty, this is a letter from the princess." Ah Cha passed it on truthfully.
Xiao Junze sat on the stone table, reading the letter from Chaoyang, and was very satisfied with the two words "letter from home". "Ah Cha, how long have you been following me?"
Ah Cha turned pale with fright and knelt on the ground nervously. "Your Majesty, Ah Cha... Ah Cha has been following you for a year..."
Xiao Junze nodded. "Very good. Let's go to the warehouse to collect the reward and take care of the family."
Ah Cha was so flattered that she was even happier than eating honey. "Thank you... thank you, Your Majesty!"
Running out of the courtyard happily, Ah Cha prayed in her heart that Princess Chaoyang would write more letters to her majesty.
As long as he has something to do with Princess Chaoyang, His Majesty will definitely be very happy.
Ah Cha also wants to see His Majesty happy.
Xiao Junze read the letter written by Chaoyang word by word, asking him to take care of himself three times a day and keep himself clean.
Xiao Junze raised his lips and continued to look down.
In his letter, Chaoyang mentioned the border war. Brother Shu Zheyu was a very difficult person to deal with, a person who could only be encountered once in a hundred years.
The letter also mentioned that during this game, Murong Ling died.
His fingers stiffened, but Xiao Junze didn't have much trouble, but this woman had deceived him before, causing him to miss too much time with Chaoyang.
Rubbing his brows, Xiao Junze raised his head and glanced at Chunlan who was standing in the distance. "Prepare paper and pen for me."
Since it is a letter from home, it must come and go.
"Not seeing my wife for one day is like three autumns. I hope my wife will come back soon."
After pondering for a moment, Xiao Junze wrote again. "If I don't come back one day later, don't blame me for chasing my wife for thousands of miles."
"Your Majesty, the Wang family has arrived in the south of the Yangtze River." Before Xiao Junze could finish writing his family letter, Mu Huaichen came.
"Does the Li family have any objections?" Xiao Junze asked in a deep voice.
"The Li family can't hold their anger anymore." Mu Huaichen nodded. "Last night, Li Yu left secretly from Prince Qin's palace."
"There's no need to keep an eye on it. Xiao Minyan can handle this matter." He raised a younger brother for a thousand days and used him for a while.
"Do you trust King Qin?" Mu Huaichen asked in a low voice.
"What can I do if I don't believe it? His sleeves have been cut off!" Xiao Junze rubbed his brows with hatred.
The spread of this kind of scandal means that he has given up his ambition to be the crown prince and the emperor.
Xiao Minyan was expressing his determination to him.
"yes!"
Mu Huaichen smiled. After all, Xiao Minyan had a conscience.
"Chaoer came home to write a letter. If you, my brother, have anything to explain, I will write it for you." After talking about the business, Xiao Junze was just Xiao Junze at the moment.
He also wanted to be like before with Mu Huaichen, without being too restrained.
Mu Huaichen did not continue to hold it, but stepped forward and stretched out his hand. "Let me read your Majesty's family letter."
Xiao Junze guarded him vigilantly. "That won't work..."
How can you just show your family letters to others?
Mu Huaichen suppressed his laughter and bowed. "Then your Majesty, send me a message to ask Chao'er to come back in the morning."
Xiao Junze raised his eyebrows and added in the letter at home, "Huaichen is unwell and coughs up blood every night. I am eagerly looking forward to your return."
"..."
Mu Huaichen looked at Xiao Junze writing quickly and just smiled, not knowing that he was already coughing up blood every night in his writing.
"How are you lately?" Xiao Junze, perhaps a little guilty, raised his head and smiled at Mu Huaichen.
"It's much better. Qi Feng asked me to get up early in the morning and practice martial arts to strengthen my body. My body is getting better day by day. Your Majesty can tell Chao'er so that she doesn't have to worry about me."
Xiao Junze nodded and wrote, "Huaichen is in frail health. Every morning when he gets up, he talks to Qi Feng about you and hopes that you will come back soon."
After finishing writing, Xiao Junze sealed the family letter and discussed business matters with Mu Huaichen. "Wars broke out one after another at the border, and it was difficult for my brother Shu Zheyu to deal with it. Yu's army was about to press on the border, and there was no news from Gu Jia."
"I'm here today, and I have something important to tell Your Majesty." Mu Huaichen hesitated for a long time, but decided to tell Xiao Junze. "Uncle Mu Di, I found him... He is not dead, nor did he rebel. He was imprisoned by the barbarians for ten years.
several years."
Xiao Junze was stunned for a moment, Moody was really not dead.
"What's your uncle Mu Jingyan's attitude?" Xiao Junze asked nervously.
"Uncle is willing to lead troops to conquer the barbarians and annihilate them in one fell swoop." Mu Huaichen reassured Xiao Junze that no matter how powerful his brother Shu Zheyu was, he might not be Mu Jingyan's opponent.
Mu Jingyan is the myth of the battlefield.
Xiao Junze felt relieved and nodded.
"Besides, Chao'er is still at the border, so she will definitely do her best."
"I just hope she stays with me." Xiao Junze said resentfully.
For a moment, Mu Huaichen saw in Xiao Junze the illusion of a deep-seated and resentful woman.
This state often happens to the concubines in the harem who are eager to see the king.
Patting his head, Mu Huaichen got rid of this disrespectful thought.
…
Fengtian, border.
"Chao'er, is your uncle awake?" Mu Jingyan was waiting anxiously outside the camp. When he saw Chaoyang coming out, he asked nervously.
"Dad, don't worry too much." Chaoyang said soothingly. "The wounds on my uncle's body are all accumulated old wounds. I have already treated the new wounds, but external injuries heal easily, but heart diseases are difficult to treat."
Mu Jingyan lowered his eyes, his eyes still red.
Chaoyang knew that Mu Jingyan's anger and self-blame were intertwined, which was a kind of torture for him.
Ning He stood behind Mu Jingyan and gently held his hand. "Mu Jingyan, you belong on the battlefield."
If Mu Jingyan wants to return to the battlefield, she will support him.
Mu Jingyan stretched out his hand and pulled Ning He into his arms.
At that moment, they both saw each other as salvation.
Inside the tent.
Qi Shaocheng stayed by the bed, holding the heater provided by Chaoyang and helping Mudi steam his knee joints.
He has suffered too much and has been tortured to the limit.
There were herbs in the incense burner. Qi Shaocheng thought that he must have been smoked by the medicine and his eyes were a little moist.
"Moody?"
Seeing the person lying on the bed struggling in a coma, Qi Shaocheng stood up nervously. "Miss! He's awake!"
Chaoyang quickly ran back to the camp and raised his hand to test Mudi's pulse. "Nightmare."
Qi Shaocheng was at a loss as to how he could help Mu Di alleviate the pain in his dream.
"Hold him tight, he will wake up slowly." Chaoyang sat aside and took out the silver needle. "He will struggle in his sleep and influence me to give the needle. Hold him tight."
Qi Shaocheng, a dignified man of eight feet, was as flustered as a child.
After picking up Mu Di, Qi Shaocheng trapped him with all his strength.
Chaoyang lifted up Mu Di's bottom shirt, gently felt for the acupuncture points with his fingertips, and inserted the needle.
His back is full of old scars and new injuries. If you don't pay attention carefully, it will be difficult to find the acupuncture points.
"Yeah!" The silver needle pricked in, and Moody struggled harder and harder.
A tear fell on Chaoyang's finger, which was a little burning.
Chaoyang raised his head and looked at Qi Shaocheng, who had scars on his face and a fierce look on his face. He felt so distressed that he cried.
"Don't worry, General Qi. As long as I'm here, your uncle will definitely get better."
"Thank you, miss..."
Maybe Chaoyang's acupuncture had an effect, and Mu Di slowly opened his eyes. "Ah!"
Suddenly, as if he had been stimulated, he backed away in horror, hid in a corner, hugged himself tightly, and said nothing, just holding his head and saying nothing.
He won't say anything, he won't say anything.
"Tongtong." Mu Jingyan came over and raised his hand to rub Mu Di's head.
Mu Di's body was stiff for a long time, and he slowly raised his head, tears welling up in his red and swollen eyes. "Brother..."