The memory remains on the harsh words Yan Xitong said when he left that night.
He said that one day he would come back, and at that time he would not hesitate even if his life was ruined.
Now he's back.
As soon as he appeared, he killed more than 120 soldiers of Xia Kingdom.
But I know very well why he killed me. He was trying to save my father.
On the one hand, it’s Xia Yan’s country and the country, and on the other hand, it’s my own selfishness.
It was really difficult to deal with. While I was stroking my forehead and thinking, Di Qing said angrily: "Your Majesty, we have waited long enough. This time we have to settle the account with Yan Xiaoqing."
I raised my head and looked at Di Qing: "General, what do you mean?"
Di Qing took a deep breath and said decisively: "The Yan Kingdom has repeatedly invaded our Xia Kingdom, and we have endured it again and again. Now we have reached the point where we can't bear it anymore."
"General Di Qing, don't be impulsive in everything. War is a waste of life and money. If anything goes wrong, don't you regret it?" Zhao Kou quickly stepped forward to console him.
In fact, I think the same as Zhao Kou. Youdao means to injure the enemy one thousand and injure oneself eight hundred. Whether it is victory or defeat, it is a big expense.
I turned my attention to Xia Huanzhi. He is now the Grand Master. Xia Yan also said that he can be trusted now.
Xia Huanzhi is no longer as impetuous as before. In the past, in order to gain power, he would work hard to accomplish anything that was beneficial to him, but now his heart is no longer just about himself, but about the entire Xia Kingdom.
The debate continued, and Xia Huanzhi met my gaze and stood up: "Your Majesty, the Kingdom of Yan and the Kingdom of Xia have been at odds with each other since ancient times. It would be good to get rid of them, but if we can't succeed with one blow, I think we should be patient and wait until the time is right.
Make plans again.”
These words made Di Qing lose his temper.
Xia Huanzhi hit the point every time. It is okay to fight, but who can guarantee victory after the fight is over? If you are not completely sure, the fight will be in vain.
After the morning session, I went to visit Xia Yan.
He didn't seem to have moved. Xiao Guozi reported to me that Xia Yan had changed several clothes today, and he was sweating from the pain every time without making a sound.
After hearing this, my heart clenched involuntarily.
Today, Wang Bo prepared a dose of medicinal soup. After drinking it, Xia Yan could temporarily not be troubled by labor pains, take a short rest, and give her last effort to give birth to the child in two days.
I sat quietly by the bed and looked at his pale face.
This is a very magical process. There are probably few people who can see themselves through another pair of eyes like me.
The snow-white cheeks were completely drained of blood and were very dazzling. The lotus on the forehead was closed and lifeless.
Xia Yan had several books in his hand. I smiled helplessly. At this time, he was still in the mood to read?
I flipped through it out of boredom and saw that several parts of the pages were torn open by water.
I gently stroked the water stains on the pages. If I guessed correctly, they must be the sweat dripping from him when he endured the pain. Not only that, some pages were also scratched.
I hurriedly closed the book and couldn't bear to read any more.
The days of waiting are unbearable, every inch of time is like a delay, you can't escape, you have to put on a happy attitude, it is really painful.
When I returned to the imperial study room to help Xia Yan deal with trivial matters, a figure approached me unhurriedly.
The steps were so light and carefree. When I raised my head, the man was already standing firmly in front of me.
