Late at night.

Zhao Wujiang twisted his hands and feet to open Xuanyuan Jing's door and climbed onto the bed in the dark.

"What are you doing?"

Xuanyuan Jing was angry and wrapped her clothes tightly. When she recalled the fishy smell she swallowed not long ago, she became more and more embarrassed.

Zhao Wujiang squeezed her inside, hugged her delicate body tightly, and said softly:

"I miss you, I can't sleep."

Xuanyuan Jing raised a smile on his lips in the dark, but his voice was still cold and he ordered:

"Don't use hands and feet."

"Okay, okay." Zhao Wujiang responded seriously in his arms. His eyes were closed, feeling the tranquility, and he fell asleep soon.

I have too much thoughts every day, my body is strong and unobstructed, but my mind is extremely tired. I naturally fall asleep quickly under the tranquility and peace of mind.

Xuanyuan Jing, who felt that there was no movement for a long time, turned his head slightly confused. His eyes in the dark night had arcs, staring at Zhao Wujiang's sleeping face.

She hugged Zhao Wujiang gently face to face, and the coldness in Bai Ri's eyebrows turned into soft spring water, showing her face and making people fall in love with her smile.

She raised her head shamefully and gently kissed Zhao Wujiang's lips, like a dragonfly squirting water, and was about to part with her touch.

In the most important summer, she hugged the most important person.

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The winter is long, maybe the world is only one color and vast.

The vast world, snow falls on earth.

Five years since Xuanyuan Jing ascended the throne, the snow this year has been particularly heavy.

Today is the fifth year of the Age of Revelation, the 14th day of the twelfth lunar month, Xiaohan.

Six ministries of the Secretariat.

The Ministry of Rites was preparing for tomorrow's sacrificial and blessings, but before he could pray for blessings, the fast horse that passed on the war at the southern border was the first to break into the Ministry of War.

The war was unfavorable, and the first confrontation between Daxia and Southern Xinjiang was defeated.

The Minister of War took the memorial and was eager to enter the palace to meet the emperor.

He stepped on the snow-covered palace road with deep frowns. He met many palace maids and eunuchs who were sweeping snow along the way and ignored him.

He ran all the way to the Imperial Study room. He knocked on the door. Before he could report respectfully, he heard the emperor's majestic voice coming from inside:

"Come in."

The Minister of War was shocked and pushed the door open. In the ancient imperial study room, the emperor was sitting upright in front of the desk, and a handsome man in black was standing beside him.

"I'm going to see the emperor." The Minister of War saluted respectfully, then stood up and greeted the handsome man:

"Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Wujiang nodded and returned the gift.

He had been standing at the top of the imperial city, looking down at the entire Kyoto, and saw the fast horses on the border running into Kyoto with his own eyes, knowing that the war between Daxia and southern Xinjiang had had temporary results.

No matter what the result is, the Minister of War will definitely come to report, so he came to the imperial study room to wait.

The outcome of the battle was both important and less important.

Because in the early stage of this battle, Daxia and Southern Xinjiang were more testing, testing each other's strength.

"Emperor, the memorial from the border." The Minister of War respectfully handed the memorial forward and glanced at Zhao Wujiang without any trace.

Seeing Zhao Wujiang standing next to the emperor without any hesitation, he couldn't express his envy.

Zhao Wujiang was the emperor's favorite minister. Now it seems that he is more favored than the favorite minister, and he is more like a confidant.

Otherwise, normally, when the emperor reads the memorial, the court officials must stand up and wait, without looking at the contents of the memorial.

He is indeed a genius who values ​​both Lord Liu Zhe and Lord Dugu... The Minister of War sighed in his heart and stood quietly by the desk with his body bent.

Xuanyuan Jing read the memorials, his eyes and eyes were majestic, and gradually he became deeply worried.

In the first battle of this battle, Daxia sent heavy cavalry that had swept across the countries. He originally thought he could win the first prize and increase morale.

But unexpectedly, southern Xinjiang sent out war beasts that had never been seen before.

These war beasts include tigers, lions and black bears in iron armor, apes holding crossbow arrows, flying eagles that can throw stones, etc.
Chapter completed!