When Changsun Bingning left the Han Palace, it was too late. She refused Li Ke's kindness to send someone to escort her and walked slowly on her horse alone.

There are very few pedestrians in Chang'an City at night, and the few people are drunk and drunk.

She was not riding a horse quickly, and she didn't care about the people who were following him. She just wandered leisurely, and in just half a stick of incense, she arrived at Changsun's mansion.

Changsun Wuji was responsible for the dispatch of money and grain due to the recent problems of the people of Suzhou, and he had to go home very late.

Therefore, although the entire Changsun Mansion seemed very quiet, no one went to bed too early.

Changsun Bingning first came to Mrs. Changsun’s courtyard to salute and greet her, and then walked back to her small courtyard.

When she just returned to her yard, she saw Changsun Huan suddenly appear in front of her.

"Why did you come back so late?

Have you gone on a date with that little white face?"

Changsun Huan asked with a bad expression.

"Is it related to whom I'm dating?"

Changsun Bingning gave Changsun Huan a fierce look, held the painting Li Ke gave her in her arms with both hands, and said to Changsun Huan with contempt, "What are you doing sneakily?"

Get out for me quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

Changsun Huan's face became even more gloomy when he was scolded by Changsun Bingning. In the light of the night, he was like a beast without minions. He glared at Changsun Bingning, "Don't think that I can't stand you with my father and mother behind you. I tell you, you must remember your identity in our Changsun family. You are not the eldest daughter of the Changsun family. You are just my mother's adopted daughter, just a maid who is a little stronger than a maid, so you don't pretend to be noble in front of me.

Yes, I heard you are very awesome recently. I seduced a little white-faced person, and it seems to be a prince..." "Get out--Get out--" Changsun Bingning angrily scolded. She ignored Changsun Huan's curse, pushed the door and walked into the room, closed the door with a "splash", turned over and leaned against the door.

I heard the curse of Sun Huan outside the house getting smaller and smaller, and I vaguely heard his intermittent words, "Sooner or later I will get you into bed..." Changsun Bingning and other Changsun Huan's people disappeared in her courtyard, and then I opened the picture of the lady given to her by Li Ke and spread it on the table and carefully watched it.

She is naturally the person in the painting, and her painting skills are very exquisite. However, she cares most about the two poems written by Li Ke for the painting, "Don't fight for the spring heart with flowers, every inch of lovesickness is an inch."

She whispered, "Yes, he understands my heart."

Changsun Bingning stood for a long time, and his mind was filled with the elegant figure of Li Ke, the scene of Li Ke and her in the study. Thinking of this, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The candle was burning, and her smile was gentle like the tears of a candle, melting into the scorching fire of love for Li Ke.

As the end of the year approaches, the prosperous scene of Chang'an City is becoming more colorful.

Li Ke woke up very early, and no cold weather could stop him from practicing martial arts in the morning. Especially after Mo Bei returned, he understood more clearly what it means to him to have a strong martial arts in the era of cold weapons.

After the swordsmanship was gone, the shooting skills were over, and sweat had already oozed out of Li Ke's forehead.

Yang En handed a handkerchief to Li Ke, "Your Highness's shooting skills have improved rapidly. With your current strength, you can already take a hundred moves under the old slave and be unbeaten."

Yang En is a master of gun technique. He is skilled in all the gun techniques in the world. In his continuous practical experience, he created his own gun technique, which is a god-like existence in gun technique.

Although he said that he could only achieve a hundred moves in his hands and was unbeaten, he was also a kind of affirmation for Li Ke.

"Is it still because Mr. Yang has good teaching that he has achieved what he has today."

Li Ke smiled slightly, handed the handkerchief that had been wiped with sweat to the Yingwei beside him, and then asked with a serious expression, "Old Yang, is there any new situation in the Yingwei beside the Mobei recently?"

"There is no new situation at the moment. The Eagle Guard has set up a point in the intelligence network in Mobei. Its power is very weak and it is difficult to obtain valuable information in a short period of time."

"Well," Li Ke nodded, "Information plays a decisive role in foreign policy and military deployment. We cannot be careless in this regard. The situation report in Mobei must be established as soon as possible. If you lack money, you can give money and people, you cannot slack off in intelligence."

"The old slave understands."

Yang En was appointed by Li Ke as the mastermind of the Eagle Guard system in charge of intelligence. He knew the burden on his shoulders. "Don't worry, your highness, the old slave will do his best to do this."

"It makes Mr. Yang tired, Ke feels guilty."

Li Ke suddenly felt warm and said sincerely that this old man could still help him in his twilight years.

"Your Highness is so serious," Yang En replied respectfully.

Li Ke and Yang En came back from the school ground and had breakfast. After he got used to the study, he came to the study to read books. The books he read were naturally the "Analects of Confucius" that he never tires of reading, and then he practiced calligraphy and the fonts he practiced were still the Wang style that Li Shimin liked.

At noon, Changsun Bingning came to the Han Palace. Li Ke told him not to disturb him if there was nothing serious. He and Changsun Bingning were tired of it in the study for an afternoon.

It was not until evening that Changsun Bingning had dinner at the Han Palace, and Li Ke reluctantly sent her out of the Han Palace.

When Li Ke returned to the study, he drank the tea that Lan'er made for him and focused on the gifts he gave to Li Shimin on New Year's Eve.

On New Year's Eve last year, his Tang sword made everyone's gifts dim and became the object of jealousy, and at the same time won the praise of Li Shimin.

Today is New Year's Eve. Since I have decided not to keep a low profile, why should I bring out a valuable gift?

So, he was thinking hard, wondering what kind of gift to Li Shimin to win his holy heart.

"Your Highness - Your Highness" Yang En shouted in an anxious voice just as Li Ke was worried about giving Li Shimin something to him on New Year's Eve. As soon as he finished speaking, Yang En had already pushed the door and walked into the study.

"What's wrong with Mr. Yang?"

Li Ke saw Yang En, who looked surprised, and stood up and asked anxiously.

"Your Highness, Hou Hu, Mengsan and the others are back."

Yang En calmed down his emotions and said.

"Hou Hu and Mengsan?"

Li Ke was surprised, "Let them in."

"No" As soon as Yang En finished speaking, he heard someone shouting outside the door, "I will wait for Hu and Mengsan to meet His Highness."

"Come in." Li Ke sorted out his happy expression just now. As soon as he finished speaking, Hou Hu and Meng Shan couldn't wait to enter the study.

Under the dim candlelight, Hou Hu and Mengshan were torn clothes, and there were still some blood on their bodies mixed with the snow and ice in winter, frozen on their black-clothed guard uniforms. Li Ke felt sad when he saw this, "When you returned to the Tang Dynasty, why didn't you change your clothes in nearby prefectures and counties? Look, this military uniform is so rotten. Can you keep warm in the middle of winter?"

While he said, he took his cloak and put it on the cold-faced Hou Hu.

"Your Highness - the last general dare not - the last general" Hou Hu was about to refuse, but Li Ke stared at him with his eyes so that he did not dare to speak, so he could only let Li Ke put his cloak beside him.

He was already grateful at this time and didn't know how to speak, so he wanted to kneel down and salute, but Li Ke pulled him up, "In front of me, the soldiers of the Black Guard are all men who stand tall and upright, so there is no need to give this great gift."

"Your Highness, we are born as Black Guards, and die as Black Guards ghosts."

Seeing that Hou Hu was so moved that he could not speak at this time, Meng Shan continued to answer Li Ke's question, "So, no matter where we go, we are all black-clothed guards, all black-clothed guards of the Han Palace. Our lives can be lost, but the military uniforms of the black-clothed guards cannot be lost."

"Okay! OK! OK!"

Li Ke said three words "good" in a row. He wanted to get stuck in his throat. He didn't spit out what he wanted to say for a long time.

"Your Highness, we have brought you a man."

Meng Shan continued to say after a moment of calmness.

"people?

Who is it?"

"Qian Ning" Meng Shan replied very simply.

"Is he not dead?"

When Li Ke heard Qian Ning telling the person he brought to him, he couldn't help but sting, "Is Qian Ning really a little brave, is life really that tenacious?"

"Where?

Take me to take a look.”

Li Ke asked anxiously.

"He was in the backyard, and his injuries were very serious. Because of his special status, we could only lock him in the carriage and take him back to the capital."

Meng Shan followed Li Ke and explained to Li Ke on the way to the backyard, "We discovered it in Mobei, and there was a great war there, with the bodies of Turks, the bodies of Tang soldiers, and many Han people in strange costumes were corpses.

At that time, we carefully checked the bodies of each Tang soldiers and wanted to see if anyone was alive. When we found Qian Ning's body, we found that he was still alive, so we rescued him."

"En" Li Ke nodded. Under Yang En's leadership, he turned around and crossed a bridge, and passed a long corridor. Li Ke and his group finally arrived at the backyard.

I saw a carriage looking very desolate on the cold flat ground in the backyard. The black-clothed guards around me were like ghosts from the Palace of the King, with no expression on their faces, and they were as gloomy as the soul-catching god of death.

Li Ke walked to the front of the carriage, and the black-clothed guard guard lifted the curtain of the carriage for him, and saw a pale man lying in the carriage like white paper. After Li Ke illuminated the man's face with a lantern, he found that if it was Qian Ning, who was it?

"Channing?"

Li Ke shouted softly.

Qian Ning heard someone calling his name and opened his tired eyes slightly. Seeing that it was Li Ke, he showed a happy look on his face. "Your Highness" and then he was about to struggle to get up. Li Ke took action to stop him, "Qian Ning, when you arrive at this palace, you are going home. Don't move, and take good care of your injuries in the palace."

After saying that, he said to Yang En, who was behind him, "Old Yang, prepare a room for Qian Ning and ask the best doctor in the capital to treat him."

"I understand, please rest assured, Your Highness."

Yang En replied.

Li Ke continued to turn his gaze to Qian Ning, "Get well to recover from the wound, let's talk about what you have to say about recovering from the wound."

Qian Ning's eyes showed a look of emotion, and he said weakly, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Then he was panting and unable to speak.

Yang Yangen ordered everyone to place Qian Ning in the wing room in the backyard. The black-clothed guard took the order and paid Qian Ning in the carriage to carry him to the wing room in the yard in the individual courtyard in the backyard with a stretcher.

Li Ke watched everyone settle Qian Ning with his own eyes, and then said a few more words to Qian Ning. Then Li Ke's backyard.

Li Ke, who returned to the study, ordered the Han Palace to prohibit mentioning Qian Ning's affairs tonight. He felt that Qian Ning had many secrets he wanted to know, and he was willing and had to take such risks.
Chapter completed!