Staying together all night could not stop the passage of time. At dawn, Helianxu gently kissed his sleeping wife on the forehead, then quickly got out of bed and packed his luggage.
Last night, he was demanding and indulged all night long. He didn't let her, who was extremely tired, sleep peacefully until dawn, while he kept staring at her pink and peaceful face, wanting to imprint all her beauty deeply on her.
In my heart, I didn't want her to shed tears when she faced parting, so I could only use this method to tire her out. When she woke up, the army might have already left the city and embarked on the long journey to the west.
This separation will take at least more than a month. If the Eastern Jin Dynasty really interferes, then the separation will be extended by at least two months.
He and she had only stayed together for more than two months in Huxia, and they were about to be separated again in the blink of an eye. He was reluctant to let her go, but he could not help but suppress all the reluctance and longing in his heart.
Wait for me, Xi'er! After he stabilizes the world with his eldest brother and the others as planned, he will never leave her again!
Turning back and taking another deep look at the person on the bed inside the gauze curtain, he calmed down, closed the door and left. When leaving, he specifically asked the palace maid standing outside the door not to disturb the Crown Princess's rest, and then hurriedly left with her personal guards.
In Tongwan City, the public sentiment was raging, and everyone was in high spirits. They gathered in the street to worship the prince.
This is the tradition of the Hu Xia. Whenever there is a war, the generals in the city must wear armor and obey the palace leadership before going to war. They line up slowly and walk all the way to the city gate to receive the worship and blessings of all the subjects.
This time, the prince personally went on an expedition to open up territory for Hu Xia. As a result, people in Tongwan City were even more excited and lively.
However, no matter how lively or exciting it is, it has nothing to do with him. At this moment, his heart and mind are all about the woman sleeping in the prince's palace. He wonders if she will be sad when she wakes up, and whether her days without him will be boring.
?She is not a person who can live idle. If she is really bored, I wonder if something will happen. Maybe she will sneak back to the Western Regions.
Thinking of this, he turned his head and said to the deputy general beside him: "Have someone call the third prince here."
The deputy general took his life and hurriedly retreated.
When he was approaching the city gate, Helian Ye rushed over on horseback. His slightly messy clothes and hair showed that he had come all the way without stopping at all.
"Did something happen?" He Lianye asked hurriedly as soon as he arrived before he could take a breath.
He Lianxu glanced at him and said seriously: "Watch Xi'er, she is missing a hair. You are the only one asking."
After saying that, without waiting for his response, Helianxu crossed his legs and rode towards the city gate. The army was waiting. As a general, he had to drink wine and make an oath with all the soldiers when leaving the city, and the army was already waiting.
He spends a lot of time.
Seeing that handsome figure standing at the head, drinking wine and swearing oaths with the soldiers, Helian Ye's handsome face gradually became distorted.
What is this guy doing? People called him in a hurry, thinking there was something important, but they didn't expect that he just wanted to talk to him about the woman who liked him! He thought he was free every day and had enough to eat.
Nothing to do?
This guy, this guy... who calls him the second brother! Ouch!
He Lianxu completely ignored his dissatisfaction and had no time to pay attention to it. After the soldiers completed their oath, most of them said goodbye to their relatives and friends waiting at the city gate. Looking at the faces full of hope and sadness, he
There was also a slight movement in my heart, perhaps, there was also a hint of desire.
Whether in Dayan or Hu Xia, it was customary to say goodbye to relatives and friends before going on an expedition. He had been fighting for many years and had experienced the scene of saying goodbye countless times, but he had always been alone, without worries, and alone. He did not
I know what it feels like to be cared about by a loved one, but I have never thought about it.
Now, he also has a home and his own lover. In the Prince's Palace not far away, on the big bed that belongs to them, is she sleeping peacefully at this moment? It turns out that having concern in her heart feels like this, sour.
It was warm, but it gave him his biggest wish during this expedition, which was to end the war as soon as possible and return to his beloved, and live an ordinary and happy life with her.
Unconsciously, I took out the sandalwood comb in my arms and looked at it for a while before reluctantly taking it back to my arms. In the next dozens of days, I am afraid I will only be able to look at it for comfort from time to time.
After thinking about it, he sighed silently. Just as he was about to get on his horse, two figures walking slowly one after another came into view, making him pause slightly. He didn't want to pay attention to them, but thinking of what Yang Xi said yesterday,
After thinking about it for a while, I decided to make it clear to them.
It's not that he's worried about their future, he just doesn't want Yang Xi to worry about these things anymore. He knows that this kind of trivial matter is what she hates the most.
"Prince."
"Prince."
Duanmu Rong and Lian'er walked up to him almost at the same time and bowed respectfully.
Helianxu looked directly at the two of them with cold eyes, and just as he was about to say something, Lianer held up a delicate package with both hands, and said softly with a shy face: "Prince, these snacks were made by Lianer this morning, they are still warm.
Here, if the prince doesn't mind, please take him with you on the journey. Lian'er's craftsmanship is not good, but she can..."
"Since your craftsmanship is not good, don't show it to show off, lest it spoil the prince's appetite." Duan Murong glanced at her sideways and said disdainfully.
Lian'er's delicate smile suddenly froze on her lips. She lowered her head timidly, with a miserable look on her face, and was about to cry.
It's a pity that no one has time to pay attention to this pitiful beauty. Duan Murong glanced at her disdainfully, not caring at all that she only pretended to be pitiful. She handed a long sword inlaid with precious stones to Helian with both hands.
In front of Xu, he said softly: "Prince, Rong'er doesn't know anything about marching and fighting, and knows that he can't help the prince in any way. This is a sword that has been passed down from generation to generation in our Duanmu family. It is as sharp as clay, so maybe the prince can use it."
superior."
Helianxu didn't even glance at the sword from the corner of his eyes. He pursed his thin lips and said in a still cold voice: "I am used to using my own sword."
She didn't expect him to reject her so completely. Duanmu Rong's face froze, and she felt a little overwhelmed for a moment. This was the most precious sword of the Duanmu family. She begged her father for several days before he would reluctantly part with her, but he didn't even look at it.
I don't want to, and treat her like a worn-out shoe along with my own heart!
She bit her lip, her eyes full of sadness and unwillingness. "Prince, can't you give Ronger a chance? Is it true that the prince can't see Ronger's heart for the prince?"
Even if she has a bad temper, she is still a real lady. To express her feelings to the prince in public like this requires not only great courage, but also a heart that is unrepentant towards him. If she didn't have such a
Supported by her thoughts, it was impossible for her to talk to him here.
He is a high-ranking prince, but he is also a hot-blooded man! If he can remain indifferent to such a pitiful woman, then how cold must his heart be?