841. Chapter 841 Warm Hearts and Winter Snow Hidden 84
The man in black glanced at Zhenjin secretly. Although there was no special expression on his master's face, the hands tightly clenched into fists betrayed the anger in his heart. He hurriedly lowered his head and turned his head
Tell the news you know word for word.
Zhenjin finally withdrew his gaze from the march map, looked at the man in black for a long time, and then slowly said, "Go down! Continue to pay attention to the movement on Yashan and see when Lu Xiufu will take action.
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The man in black bowed respectfully and retreated, but in his heart he felt that this task was very difficult. He heard that his master wanted not to act now, but it was precisely because Princess Yunnan was ill that the other party could be lax at this time. However,
, but his master did not take any action, what is the reason for this? Is it true that as rumored, his master is not willing to take risks at all as long as he is related to that woman?
The atmosphere in the room became a little cold, and Zhenjin, dressed in black, became like a blurry shadow in the dark secret room. However, the hand tightly clenched into a fist has not been separated, and the blue-white joints are in the black
The cuffs look like a piece of sapphire, cold and hard.
After a long time, Zhenjin frowned, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath before relaxing himself.
He rubbed his temples, with a hint of exhaustion on his face. So many days had passed, but they were unable to do anything about it. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the map for a while before picking up the pen.
Something is marked on the drawing.
The night was already dark, a thick layer of clouds had covered the sky at some point, and the weather had become much colder.
Arnold never expected that someone would come to her in the middle of the night, hiding from everyone's eyes and ears, just to have a chat with her.
Zhao Bing sat at the table in the hut and poured himself a cup of tea. "Were you also forced to stay here by them?"
Arnold sat leaning against the head of the bed, looking at the eight or nine-year-old child. "Were you forced to stay?"
Zhao Bing's eyes flashed with sadness, "I wanted to surrender with my mother, but the prime minister said that my mother was treason. As the emperor of the Song Dynasty, I can never accept such a woman as my mother, let alone surrender to the Yuan Dynasty."
Having said this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Arnold, with a flash of joy in his eyes, "I heard that you were captured from Dayuan. Have you seen my mother there? Is my mother okay? Is she okay?
miss me?"
Arnold finally understood the meaning of the child's eyes during the day, and also understood why he secretly came here to chat with her in the middle of the night. In fact, the child just wanted to know the whereabouts of his mother. Those dark and pure eyes
, with grievance, pity, and even hope. "Your mother..." Arnold didn't know how to say it. On the surface, Zhao Bing is now the most noble person in this Yashan. In fact, he is just one of those who hold important
A beautiful tool in the hands of the minister of power.
Zhao Bing's eyes lit up, "Have you met my mother? Is she living a good life in Dayuan? No one will bully her or beat her there, right?"
Arnold looked at the eight or nine-year-old child, and a few words in succession made her feel something strange in her heart. But in front of this child, how should she tell him the whereabouts of his mother? Could it be that she wanted to tell him
, his mother was thrown into a cave by someone on this cliff mountain, and is she now dying in that dark, damp and smelly cave waiting to die?