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"Is this a conspiracy game?

"This child is Wei Heming's son, and Brother Zheng actually caught him!"

"No wonder he dares to go deep into the hinterland and has extraordinary courage.

"This is really exciting...

As soon as these words came out, the voice of discussion in the army team suddenly started, as if a boulder was thrown into the lake, and layers of ripples appeared.

Wei Sheng was about to step forward, but was stopped by a cold light.

"Master Wei wants to compare with you, who's hand is faster?"

The sharp dagger in Mu Yuanhe's hand was touching the baby's vest, and with just a little force, it would completely take away this fragile life.

"What the hell is going on here?!" Wei Sheng was forced to helplessly and gritted his teeth.

The sky was dark and rainy.

Wei Sheng stood above the city tower with his hands behind his back, watching the two carriages drive out of the Xingyang city gate one after the other, drifting further and further away, until they turned into indistinct dots.

The lieutenant stood beside him, and the long-deposited boulder on his chest was finally removed, and he was able to see the dawn again.

A young guard beside him couldn't help but break the silence: "General, did you really let them leave 19 like this?"

They obviously have the advantage of time and place, and they have a mighty army, but they can only watch the enemy king escape again, and they are really angry.

"After their visit to the camp this time, they will launch a full-scale attack soon."

The last day of December is the New Year. Frigid north.

It's just that the frequency of ministers coming to discuss matters during the day is getting higher and higher, and Li Yao can only read books in the flower hall next door most of the time.

She could see from Ying Zheng's face that things were not going well.

But in any case, Li Yao did not expect such a result.

When it was twilight, there were candles in the house, and Li Yao and Ying Zheng sat together to eat dumplings.

Both the sugar dumplings and the meat dumplings were placed on the same plate. Li Yao was fond of sweets, and the dark-colored dumplings could be seen through the skins in her bowl. Brown molasses mixed with crushed peanuts is extra sweet.

Ying Zheng didn't eat much at all, and waited until she was almost finished, then slowly put the chopsticks away, "Xiao Yao, I have something to tell you."

"Huh?" Li Yao covered her mouth and hiccupped, then went to take another sugar dumpling, "Okay. 35

"The war in the northwest has been tight," Ying Zheng's eyes were heavy, "General Donghu also arrived at Honghan Pass the day before yesterday, and morale is low right now, so I have to go out to fight in person.

The sugar dumplings that had just been bitten fell on the porcelain plate, and a syrup as thick as blood flowed out.

Silence, their eyes met in mid-air, and no one gave in.

"Wang Jian has been suffering for a long time, Xiaoyao, you understand, I have to go. This is my country, I must be responsible for it, and I must also be responsible for the people who live and work in Daqin.

- She doesn't want to understand, she doesn't want to understand.

Li Yao stared blankly at his lips, her ears were buzzing, and she reluctantly said calmly: "Then, let me follow you."

Ying Zheng shook his head slightly, "Xiao Yao, the mountains there are too high and airy, it's too dangerous for you. Just stay in the palace and wait for me to come back, okay?"

Having said this, she knew that Ying Zheng had made up her mind long ago, and there was no room for change.

Li Yao's vision was completely blurred by tears. She sat there, her blood was flowing backwards and her whole body was numb. She just wanted to ask, what about me.

But she pursed her lips a few times, but couldn't say anything.

"...Gan Ying will also go with me, there will be no problem, I assure you, Xiaoyao-"

Li Yao has stood up suddenly, the legs of the chair are scratching the ground, and the sound is harsh.

As if to take revenge, she stared blankly, and said word by word, "I won't send you. 55

Before Ying Zheng could react, Li Yao fled the room.

The warmth is no longer there, and the cold wind is like a thin blade, scratching her with blood and scars. The sweet and greasy syrup in her stomach turned into cotton wool and stuck in her throat at the moment.

Weeping heartily, a pool of red and white.

On New Year's Day, the golden sun is everywhere, the flags are flying, and the horns are soaring.

She hid in the hut alone, injected needles, and sewed a pair of thick little gloves for Ying Zheng.

She learned from the maid, and she has already sewed more than half of it. At first, she was clumsy and it took a long time to get a few stitches. Later, she sewed faster and faster, and she had the right to do it as a pastime, so as not to think about Ying Zheng all the time.

The sound of everyone chatting came into the room through the crack of the door, she was upset, and she didn't pay attention to poking her finger with a wooden needle several times, she simply stopped and stared at the candle on the table in a daze.

"Don't hug me," Li Yao pushed away Ying Zheng with a cold face, "I won't send you off."

Ying Zheng just nodded, "Okay. It's cold and windy, you have to put on a big fur when you get up early, remember to ask someone to heat the stove.

"..." Li Yao gritted her teeth angrily, and simply knelt on the bed and lowered her head to approach him, "Brother Zheng, you have to guarantee that you will be safe.

She stared fiercely at her prey like a little tiger that was about to pounce and bite in the next second, her eyes blazing with fire.

The situation is not yet clear, and such a verbal assurance can't confirm anything, and they all know it well. But Li Yao had to ask him if he was coming, so that he could use this sentence to talk comfortably in the reincarnation of the sun and the moon that he would be lonely for a long time in the future.

"I swear," Ying Zheng lifted his eyes and looked back at her scorching eyes, "the day you come back, you will be returned with an intact Ying Zheng.""

In the first month of the first month, the morning light was faint and the cold wind was blowing. An army of 8.9 million people had quietly stood in front of Yutong Gate. The thick red dragon armor was still stained with cold dew, and it could smell the solemn weapon.

The ice-blue Daqin flag fluttered in the air, and the wind blew wildly.

The sentry stood beside the horse, looked up at the sky, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, it's time for us to set off."

On top of the tall horse, the cold wind blew across the eyebrows of the young emperor of Qin. The gloomy sky made him more and more dark-eyed, and his nose high, handsome and unpretentious.

After a long silence, he whispered: "Wait a minute.

This wait is half a cup of tea time, and the sky has a faint golden light and a cloudless color.

The sentry was so anxious that his forehead sweated, "Your Majesty, look..."

Ying Zheng's eyes darkened, he turned around, and said in a low voice, "Let's go.

Just as the horn of the expedition was about to blow, the heavy city gate behind the army suddenly opened slowly to both sides, making a heavy muffled sound.

Li Yao was clad in a black fur with dark feathers, her hair was not taut, and she hurried out.

"Master Li!" Xiaoyue shouted first at the end of the line, "It's Master Li, open the way for Master Li!

The soldiers led their horses back one after another, and she cut a gap in the waiting army, leading to the man at the front.

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, he rolled over from the horse, and caught Li Yao, who was running out of breath, "I think you really won't come."