It is said to be an escort, but in fact it means that the battlefield here is over, but the battlefields on the other three sides are still tenacious, and the Ministry of War decided to dispatch 300,000 people to the front line.
Mu Qianyu's dragon boat flew slowly in the sky, while the soldiers below were walking on foot, and the mighty victorious army turned back.
On the way back, Mu Qianyu was more relaxed than when he came here. Without saying a word, he played leaf cards with a few acquaintances he brought with him.
There are Yan Beizheng, Fang Rubai, Yuan Zhong, Liu Dayong and Mu Qianyu on the card table. Among them, only Yan Beizheng is a newcomer. Everyone else knows the unspoken rules of the card table, that is, you cannot win against the emperor too hard, otherwise
There may not be a chance to play at the poker table next time.
As Yan Beizheng blended in, he realized another side of Mu Qianyu. He was beyond naive, but he didn't look like an emperor at all.
But it is really incredible that such a person is the emperor of the largest imperial dynasty in the world.
After the card game ended at night, Yan Beizheng stood on the deck and looked at the mountains and rivers below, feeling filled with emotion.
Fang Rubai walked up to him, handed him a bottle of wine, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"Think of a very ironic thing. I have been jealous of my brother for so many years in Beiyan, but I have just joined Dashang and can lead troops." Yan Beizheng said while shaking his head: "Do you think it is ironic?"
"Who would have thought it? According to my observation, this emperor is an emperor who knows people well and appoints them without hesitation. Maybe I can fulfill my ambitions by working under her," Fang Rubai said.
He saw how Mu Qianyu left all military affairs to Li Hu with full authority. Maybe one day they could be trusted like this, so wouldn't they have nowhere to do anything?
Yan Beizheng nodded and said, "I'm really looking forward to the future."
"By the way, where is Mr. Zhuge? There is no reason why such a good counselor should not be introduced to His Majesty." Fang Rubai suddenly slapped his forehead and said.
"I asked Brother Yan Wang, but he couldn't tell clearly. We can only look for it slowly." Yan Beizheng had made such a plan before, but Zhuge Qing had disappeared.
"That's such a pity." Fang Rubai shook his head and said, "Come on, let's drink. How long has it been since we two brothers drank together?"
"About three years." Yan Beizheng touched his wine bottle and said, "You can rest after getting drunk."
"Get drunk and then you'll rest."
The two of them lay on the deck and talked a lot that they had never said before, and they really got drunk here.
The speed of the big ship was very slow at first, but after this trip, Mu Qianyu was anxious to see her husband and daughter, so he ordered to leave the large group behind and move forward alone.
It is not that there are no details about the other three dynasties or even other dynasties around here, but when the news spread, no one thought of intercepting them.
After all, the news that Ying Wuji was by Mu Qianyu's side had already spread. Did they think their lives were too long when they assassinated him against the wind?
More than a month later, Mu Qianyu returned to the imperial capital smoothly. However, people around her recently noticed that their emperor seemed to be in poor health. His lips and face often turned pale, and he changed from a sunny beauty to a sickly beauty.
It is hard for everyone to imagine that the image of such a tough emperor can be a bit weak, but this is the fact. It seems that he suddenly became like this half a month ago.
Of course, the reason for this was very simple, that is, the luck in Mu Qianyu's body was once again insufficient, and there were more splits in her body that could not be filled, and she began to feel pain.
Fortunately, she had Beichen Ye's special painkillers with her. Taking one pill every morning had a very good pain relief effect, but her face could already be seen looking a little worse.
One day, Yuan Zhong was wandering in front of Mu Qianyu and suddenly said: "Little woman, why do you look like you are about to die? You are not really about to die, are you?"
Mu Qianyu flew over with his sword, and the next moment he took out the stick.
"Ah ah ah... I just want to ask. Isn't it okay to ask?" Yuan Zhong was chased all over the deck: "I take back what I just said, you don't look like you are going to die with such strong hands.
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"Little woman, I'm warning you, if you hit me again I'll run away." Yuan Zhong was anxious after being beaten and said angrily.
He also has a temper! If he really ran away, this little woman wouldn't be able to catch up.
"Try running away." Mu Qianyu completely ignored his threat and used the soul contract to find him even if he ran to the edge of the earth.
She caught up with him and gave him another hammer blow. This kid was so mouthy that she really wanted to cut off his tongue and make him stop talking in the future.
Yuan Zhong still looked unjust. He told the truth and was just a kind reminder. What's wrong with that?!
Of course, he didn't know what was wrong, but it was true that he had been beaten all afternoon. Now that he saw Mu Qianyu, he was scared, and felt that there must be nothing wrong with such a strong force.
Mu Qianyu's injuries have always not affected his ability to do things by himself. At most, it only hurts a little more. But when he beats Yuan Zhong, he has to do it himself, so that others can't beat him too much.
Yuan Zhong was beaten to pieces again. Although he was very unconvinced, his little arms were no bigger than his thighs. In the end, he showed many smiling faces and sincerely admitted his mistake.
After the beating, Mu Qianyu felt that he was in a much better mood, but he was a little embarrassed when facing Beichen Ye. Seeing himself like this, he was afraid that he would become anxious again.
But in fact, apart from the pain, it has no impact on other aspects. Even if you use your hands, you can maintain your strongest combat effectiveness.
Beichen Ye waited for a long time and finally waited for Luan Jia to return to the imperial capital. On the same day, he returned to the palace without any announcement. When he saw Beichen Ye, he smiled brilliantly and said, "My dear husband, please let me hug you."
As she spoke, she ran towards Beichenye, and instead of falling into a warm embrace, she was stopped before she jumped in.
Beichenye put his long slender hands on Mu Qianyu's shoulders, looked her up and down, and then took her pulse, frowning tightly together.
"My...it's nothing. I'm used to it. There's nothing to be anxious about." Mu Qianyu patted Bei Chenye's arm to comfort him.
"Is this okay?" Beichenye's mood suddenly became extremely bad, and his handsome face like a god was completely worried at the moment: "Why didn't you tell me when you had an attack?"
"I think it's not too late for me to come back. Take a closer look to see if I'm fine elsewhere. I'm the least injured pioneer." Mu Qianyu tried to draw his attention away.
"Does it hurt?" Bei Chenye asked softly, his words full of heartache.
Mu Qianyu nodded first, then shook his head and said, "It won't hurt after taking the medicine you gave me. You have to prepare some for me when you have time. I'll keep it ready at any time."
Beichenye's eyes were complicated, and he gently held her small body in his arms. His low voice was mixed with a bit of sadness: "Madam has suffered."