"Are you just cultivating your internal skills without practicing any moves?" Hongye asked him.
He said calmly: "Almost!" He spoke concisely and to the point.
"So, if you don't know the moves, how can you win if you really want to fight?" After Hongye asked, he suddenly felt that he had asked a stupid question.
You have so much internal strength, why do you still use moves? Flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people.
As expected, Ling Yan looked at him like a fool. Hong Ye was discouraged and sat in front of the tree, dressed in red like a spreading flame.
The decree was delivered to Jiangbei Mansion, the residence of King An, in the same urgent manner.
There were two parts of the decree. In one part, King An immediately rushed to gather troops and horses and rushed to the battlefield.
The second one was the canonization edict. Emperor Ming and Yuan personally chose An Zhi's name, and granted Yu Wen and Meng He the title of Princess An He.
The minister who conveyed the decree said to King An: "The title and name of the princess were chosen by the emperor himself. He did not like any of the words sent by the Ministry of Rites. The emperor said that the prince could tell from the title and name of the princess.
Figure out the path you want to take in the future.”
King An accepted the order and said softly: "Thank you for your kindness!"
"Your Majesty, pack up your troops as soon as possible and rush to the battlefield with your troops!" said the minister who delivered the order.
"Please report to your father, I will set off tomorrow!" King An said in a deep voice.
"Okay, I will retire!" said the minister who delivered the order.
"Sir, you have worked hard all the way, please have a meal before leaving!" Princess An hurriedly stepped forward and said.
The minister who conveyed the order handed over his hand and said, "I will return to the capital soon to resume my duties, so I will not stay any longer. Thank you for your kindness, Princess, and I will take my leave!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
An Wang and his wife looked at each other with shock in their eyes.
Princess An said sadly: "The Emperor actually went to the battlefield in person. How could this be so?"
King An didn't say anything for a long time. He sat silently on the chair, holding the imperial edict in his hand. His eyes flickered for a while. After a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "I am really ashamed to be a descendant of the Yuwen family."
The past has passed, and coming here seems to have happened in the previous life, but in fact, no matter how deliberately you ignore it, the things you have done will leave a mark on your heart.
Princess An went up to hold his hand and stared at his pale face, "It's not too late to make a remedy now. It's better than wanting to make a remedy but having no way."
King An's eyes were empty, "Tell me, what on earth was I fighting in the past? Is being an emperor really so important? Is it worth violating human ethics and hurting my brothers? Yan'er, I really regret it. If we brothers hadn't been struggling for so many years,
We worked together to help our father, and we really wouldn’t have reached this point, but what’s the use of regrets? My grandfather is not in good health, and what worries me the most about leaving Beijing is his old man, and now he’s on the battlefield...
..”
King An's voice was choked with sobs. He was vying for the position of prince and did not care about brotherhood. He had complained about himself in the past and was not ruthless enough. If he could have killed Yu Wenhao earlier, he would have been firmly seated as prince.
Bit.
However, at this moment, what made him regret and suffer was precisely the family love he had betrayed.