"Second Prince, Chief Tong is alone and weak. He never meant to let go of those Dongjue people. I hope Second Prince will spare Chief Tong!" The crisp sound of Ma Lin's kowtow echoed through the hall, and he called out in a low voice urgently, "
Master, you should just talk!"
It was still dark outside, and before Tong Zhuo's injuries could be bandaged, he was dragged and brought to Fu Yanshuo. At this time, Tong Zhuo, who was detained by his backhand, had lost the former look in his eyes, and stared blankly with his eyes downcast.
Kneeling in the center of the hall, no matter how much Marin tried to persuade him, he remained silent.
This incident had alarmed the Queen Mother, who was seen sitting aside, her sharp eyes scanning back and forth on the people in the palace, as if nothing could be hidden from her.
Since the Queen Mother was present, it was unjustifiable to ignore her, so Fu Yanshuo turned around and asked with a smile on his face, "What do you think the Queen Mother should do?"
After a long while, the Queen Mother slowly stood up holding Chu Qianqian's hand, and let out a disdainful snort from her nostrils: "Fei Yun is a wild cat who can't keep her sharp claws, but it's a pity that Chief Tong has followed the emperor for many years and is loyal to the royal family.
Duty..." Halfway through, she met Fu Yanshuo's eyes and suddenly smiled, "It seems that the Ai family should not be involved in this matter, so let... the second prince make the decision on behalf of the emperor. Queen, let's not stay here.
You’re in the way, let’s go.”
Before leaving, Chu Qianqian turned sideways and nodded, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the blood-stained Tong Zhuo, and couldn't help but tremble in her heart.
Everyone in the palace knew that Chief Tong defended the emperor with one against ten, so everyone had both praise and admiration for him. However, even if his skills are not as good as before after years of pampering, there is no need to be in such a mess as he is now.
However, Chu Qianqian, who had heard a little about it, never expected that Tong Zhuo could do so much for Al Yunduo, and that the maid Qing Glaze was actually willing to die for her.
After staying on Tong Zhuo for a moment, Chu Qianqian silently withdrew her gaze and followed the Queen Mother.
After the Queen Mother and others all left, Fu Yanxuan dismissed the extra people in the palace. He walked slowly to Tong Zhuo, lowered his voice but said firmly: "It was you who let Al Yunduo go."
Tong Zhuo raised his head instantly, his eyes suddenly brightening and darkening, and his emotions fluctuated greatly.
"Absolutely not! Please be aware of it, the Second Prince. The Dongjue people are vicious. When my subordinates rushed over, Leader Tong was already seriously injured and unable to move!" Ma Lin beside him was so anxious that tears were about to fall in his eyes. He
He tugged on Tong Zhuo's sleeves and said, "You, please make a sound!"
Seeing him gritting his teeth, Fu Yanshuo seemed to have no intention of defending himself, and sighed slightly: "You must remember that you and Al Yunduo both owe the fourth princess a favor in this life."
"Fourth Princess?..." Tong Zhuo's eyes suddenly widened and he murmured hoarsely, showing disbelief.
"Tong Zhuo, the leader of the Imperial Guards," Fu Yanxuan withdrew his gaze, looked forward and said in a deep voice, "I mistook the traitor in the Middle East for his treacherous plan and allowed him to escape by chance, which almost led to a catastrophe. I thought of my lifelong loyalty and fought to the death, especially
Pardon his death penalty and deprive him of his salary for three years as a warning to others... Take him down for treatment."
Ma Lin was a discerning man. When he saw Fu Yanxuan being punished lightly and leading Tong Zhuo to kowtow to thank him, he hurriedly led the people back.
How he walked out of the hall and returned to his residence later, Tong Zhuo had no idea. He lay on the bed in a daze like a lifeless lamb waiting to be slaughtered, letting Ma Lin and the imperial doctor spray medicine on his wounds to stop the bleeding. It seemed that
I can no longer feel the pain in my body, but the figure of that person appears in my mind uncontrollably.
In this life, even once, he cannot live for himself.
The Dongjue people did not take the royal family seriously at all, and came to the palace to rob people in such a grand manner. Fu Deyou, who was seriously ill, was so angry that he coughed up blood and dragged his body, which was already exhausted, to the main hall.
Since then, Dajin and Dongjue have officially started war.
"Princess, are you finally awake?..."
Al Yunduo covered her forehead and slowly opened her eyes. The bright colors above her head made her feel dazed for a moment.
"Master Daba, the princess is awake!"
The cheering voice appeared in his ears again. Al Yunduo couldn't help but frown and looked for that voice. What caught his eye was a woman wearing the costume of an Eastern maid. The joy rippling on her face was clearly visible.
"Green glaze..."
A trace of confusion flashed across the maid's bright face, but it quickly disappeared.
At this time, I heard Dabaragan calling out "Little Khan" in great excitement, and then someone opened the car curtain from the outside.
The golden sunlight reflected on the snow was particularly dazzling. Al Yunduo couldn't help but squint his eyes. The moment he saw him, the sadness in his heart was ready to come out, but in the end he just curled his lips slightly.
Dabaragan on the side couldn't hold back his doubts and stepped forward and asked: "Little Khan, didn't you and the Khan leave first? What do you think..." He quickly poked his head back.
, only after making sure that no one was around, he stamped his feet and gritted his teeth and said, "Hey! You are alone... how dangerous it would be if someone from Daikin discovered you!"
Al Yun Duo looked at the straight-forward sister in front of him and held in his breath, his face flushed, and he couldn't help feeling pity. He sighed helplessly, put his hand on Al Yun Duo's head, and said softly: "
Yunduo, brother took you home and everything has passed."
But Al Yunduo opened his eyes wide, bit his lip and remained silent, while tears fell silently like rain.
"Brother...brother, Tong Zhuo...he is the one who let me go...Tong Zhuo will definitely not have a good time if he stays in the palace..." With such a short sentence, Al Yunduo choked up many times before he finally managed.
Make it clear.
Dabaragan on the side had never seen such a heartless princess, and turned his head away and couldn't bear to look at it anymore. What the little Khan said was true, as long as Tong Zhuo was here, the princess would be able to leave the palace safely.
"Little Khan! Yes, there is an urgent report!——"
The sound of rapid footsteps interrupted his thoughts. Hearing this, Dabaragan turned his head and saw A Tong running towards him panting. He quickly took two steps forward, took the letter from his hand, and forwarded it to
Aryuna behind him.
Seeing Al Yun's face becoming more and more gloomy after reading the letter, Dabaragan's heart suddenly sank, and a bad premonition came into his heart.
"Little... little Khan, did something happen to the big tent? All tribes..."
"Dabalagan, listen to the order!" Aryuna threw the letter hard on the snow, suddenly shouted in a deep voice, turned over and jumped on the horse, looking at Dabalagan with sharp eyes, "You will personally escort the princess.
When we return to Dongjue, if anything happens to the princess, please bring her up and see her."
After saying that, he left with flying snow, even Al Yunduo's call did not make him look back.
"I obey!" Dabaragan heard the sound of horse hooves and walked away. He mumbled and picked up the crumpled letter paper that was crumpled on the ground. But the moment he spread it out, he immediately put it away.
With a relaxed expression, he said sternly: "Everyone get ready quickly and set off immediately!"
Al Yunduo, who was in the mist, didn't know what happened, and snatched the letter paper from Dabaragan with tears in his eyes.
"The second Khan kidnapped the third lady of the Yang family in Xiling and has arrived at the main tent."
She didn't understand why just one sentence on it could make her brother, who had always been strict and calm, so confused. She had never heard of any dispute between her brother and Yang Jinxi.
Because Chu Miao'er was pregnant, Fu Yunqi was extra cautious when heading north this time. In the past, he would ride horseback day and night and reach Mobei in less than five days. This trip would probably take half a month.
"Yunqi, I told you that I don't have any physical discomfort. How many years and months will so many of us go in this slow carriage? I'm afraid we won't be able to reach Mobei even in the beginning of spring." Chu Miao'er was also very worried.
Unexpectedly, Fu Yunqi would follow her in a sedan chair and slowly walk back to Mobei regardless of the emergency situation.
Fu Yunqi followed slowly outside the car on horseback, turning a deaf ear to her words.
"Yunqi..." Seeing that he still didn't respond to her, Chu Miaoer had to lift the door curtain and shouted loudly, "Stop the sedan!"
"Let everyone rest where they are before setting off." Fu Yunqi turned his head and said to Tingfeng. He got off his horse and walked to the side of the carriage and took her hand with a smile. "Why are you getting so petty?"
Chu Miaoer gave him a charming look and let him carry her out of the carriage. Fu Yunqi was always considerate to her, and now that she was pregnant, he was even more considerate. He who could do it himself would never do anything to others, for fear that she would bump into her somewhere.
It’s on.
"I insist on going to Mobei with you because I don't want to stay in Kyoto and see all those troublesome things. But if the war is delayed because of me, then wouldn't I be a 'witch' who brings disaster to the country and the people?" Chu Miao'er took a sip lightly.
Mouth, turned around and looked directly into his eyes and said, "You know, this was not my intention."
"Of course I understand, but..." Fu Yunchi looked at her still flat belly and said helplessly, "Miaomiao, how can he withstand the bumpy long distance now?"
People who frequent the gym can still lift weights even in the third trimester of pregnancy.
However, Chu Miaoer knew that it would be futile to explain too much to him, so he just said to him in a very serious tone: "He is in my belly. Of course I don't want anything to happen to him. Besides, I asked several doctors for their opinions."
Only then did I decide to go north with you." Seeing his suspicious expression, Chu Miao'er continued to explain, "I practice swordsmanship on weekdays. Although I am not as good as you, my physical fitness should be far beyond that of ordinary women in the boudoir."
Seeing that his expression was obviously a little relaxed, Chu Miao'er took advantage of the victory and pursued it, and said solemnly: "Yunqi, I know what I know."
Fu Yunqi frowned and was silent, as if he was seriously considering the credibility of her words. At this time, a snow-white homing pigeon slowly fell from the sky, and by chance, it landed firmly on Fu Yunqi's shoulder.
Upon seeing this, Tingfeng hurried over and asked worriedly: "Your Majesty, what happened in the palace?"
In the palace? Today is Fu Yanshuo's first day in office, and he doesn't know if he can suppress the old ministers. Chu Miaoer also felt a little worried when he thought of this.
After a while, Fu Yunqi closed the letter, looked at Chu Miao'er with a half-smile, and sighed: "Miaomiao is really good at predicting things. The second brother said in the letter that Dongjue people sneaked into the palace last night to create chaos and intended to kidnap Al.
Yunduo, Tong Zhuo let Al Yunduo go regardless of his own life."
"Really?!" Chu Miaoer covered her mouth in disbelief and asked in a low voice, "Then second brother..."
Fu Yunqi handed the letter to Tingfeng, shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, not to mention that you have already confessed to the second brother, even if you have not confessed... Tong Zhuo wants to let Al Yunduo go at the cost of his own life. Based on this alone, the second brother
I won’t take his life, it’s just a pity to think about it..."
Is it a pity that such a loyal person was trapped by love and did not hesitate to sacrifice himself, or is it a pity that he had a lover but could not finally get married?
Chu Miao'er didn't ask any more questions, she just looked up and saw the homing pigeon flapping its snow-white wings a few times before disappearing into the snowy sky without a trace.