After a long march of one and a half months, the Tongshun Army finally reached Bosten Lake, which was close to the border between the Western Regions and Varo, and camped here for rest. Two 100-man battalions accompanied the Mongolian guides. While the surrounding Mongolian tribes bought cattle and sheep to supplement food supply, they sent military aircraft letters to Dihua as usual, reporting on the marching route and strategic goals of the Tongshun Army afterwards.
Since the Tongshun Army advanced from east to west, the distance between the Tongshun Army and Dihua was less than 800 miles, and it took only one or two days to receive each other's letters.
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Three days later
Dihua's messenger arrived as scheduled, but unlike usual, there were more than three times more people coming to deliver the message this time than before, but the other party showed the token and did not see any problems, so Tongshun Shore along the way did not obstruct it, so he let it go all the way.
About half an hour later, Yan Bing, who was performing the final deduction in the commander's tent, received a report from the guards outside the tent.
"Report——! Duke Dingguo, the messenger of Dihua has arrived!"
Yan Bing glanced outside the tent and asked in confusion: "You'll arrive when you arrive. Send the letter in?"
"You have reported to Duke Ding that the messenger said that this time, His Majesty's oral order must be submitted in person!"
"Then let him come in!" Yan Bing replied angrily, and continued to look at the combat map with his head down.
After a while, a figure strode in. Yan Bing still didn't even raise his head, and then said in a deep voice: "Put the letter on the table and go back!"
The visitor was still standing there, motionless...
Yan Bing was still staring at the map, frowned slightly, and didn't notice the other party's abnormality. It was not until a long time before Yan Bing noticed that the other party was still standing there, so he also became angry and scolded loudly: "I asked you to put the letter on the table! Are your ears not working well or what? Do you need to find someone to give you all!?"
The other party still had no reaction, but slowly took off the cap, took off the sandy circumference on his face, and said loudly: "Duke Dingguo, what a great official power--!"
"Damn it!! Your Majesty!??" Yan Bing was stunned in the spot in an instant, widened his eyes, and was stunned for a while before he suddenly ran to the front, bowed and said loudly: "I don't know that Your Majesty is here! I accidentally offended Tianyan! I contradicted Tianwei! I was guilty of death! Please punish Your Majesty!"
Emperor Xuan Si narrowed his eyes and glanced at Yan Bing, laughed, and said in a deep voice as he walked towards the position of coach: "You pretend to be quite like you! You still contradict Tianwei? You are so few who are contradicting you? Don't pull those useless things, hurry up and pour me a cup of tea!"
After Emperor Xuan Si finished speaking, he had already reached the position of commander, lifted his cloak and sat on it.
Yan Bing smiled aside, hurriedly ran out the teapot and tea bowl, brewed hot tea, put his hands on the handmaster's desk, and asked tentatively: "How could Your Majesty suddenly be so elegant and ran so far to my Tongshun Camp?"
"Of course I'm here to see my daughter! Otherwise, would you come to see you?" Emperor Xuan Si picked up the teacup and took a sip. When he looked up, he saw Yan Bing standing there and laughing at him. He put the teacup on the table with a "slap" sound, and said with a glare: "Why are you still standing here? Why don't you hurry up and find my daughter? Go and go! I'll be angry when I see you!!"
"Hey! Hey! OK!" Yan Bing responded and turned around and ran away. He turned around and pressed the guard beside him first. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the other party speak first.
"The little one knows! You took off the little one's head after saying a half word! You said that too last time, the little one immediately went away!"
After saying that, the guard bowed and ran away.
"It's getting more and more sensual..." Yan Bing looked at the guard's back as he went away, smiled bitterly, then turned around and ran to Wen Miao's tent. When he lifted the curtain, the three of them were all there!
Yan Bing smiled at the three of them, without giving any explanation, so he stepped forward and grabbed Wen Miao's wrist and said softly: "Come on, I'll take you to see someone!"
Wen Miao was slightly stunned, then nodded. As soon as he stood up, Xue Kui beside him spoke first.
"Who are you meeting? It's mysterious?"
"Her father!" Yan Bing replied casually, but found that Wen Miao behind him suddenly stopped moving, so he turned his head and looked at Wen Miao with a puzzled look.
"Her father?" Xue Kui said to herself with a puzzled look on her face.
"It's Your Majesty now!" Ling Yue gave Xue Kui a white look. Sometimes I really don't know if this guy is smart or stupid...
Xue Kui then slapped her forehead and shouted loudly: "Damn it! I forgot that this guy is from the princess!!"
Yan Bing looked at Xue Kui for a moment of silence, then turned his head to look at Wen Miao and asked softly: "What's wrong? You... don't want to see your father?"
Wen Miao bit his lip and nodded slowly.
"Why?" Yan Bing asked in his head.
Wen Miao lowered his head and was silent for a while before slowly saying, "He drove me out at the beginning. Why did I go to see him?"
"Oh! Just for this?" Yan Bing smiled when he heard this, and then asked a rebellious question: "Then do you regret coming out now?"
Wen Miao was slightly stunned and shook his head quickly.
"Well?" Yan Bing smiled slightly and tried to pull it lightly again, but Wen Miao still stood there motionless.
Wen Miao slowly raised his head, looked at Yan Bing without blinking, and said in a deep voice: "But he said that he would have thought that he would not have my daughter from now on. He was still honest with him. Now, I am going to rush to see him..."
"What does it mean to go to the rush?" Yan Bing lost his patience at this time, and directly interrupted Wen Miao's willfulness, frowned, looked at Wen Miao's eyes, and said word by word: "It was your father who came to see you! Do you know that he is the king of a country, how much does he have to deal with every day! How much worry about it?
Now, he put down the whole court and took such a great risk. He traveled back and forth for more than a thousand miles in this war-torn place just to see you! But you disregarded family affection for his anger! In my opinion, it was your father who was spoiled you too much! You only dare to play with your father! You are usually so well-behaved! Can't you pretend to be?"
"Qihua! You're too much!" Ling Yue stood up angrily without waiting for Wen Miao to speak, while Xue Kui stepped forward and protected Wen Miao. She had already cried so hard that the three of them didn't understand why Yan Bing, who was whispering to Wen Miao in every possible way, suddenly said such heavy words.
Only Yan Bing herself knows why she is angry...
Yan Bing looked at the three of them in confusion and frowned. After a while, he lowered his head and whispered: "It's because I'm a little heavy... I'm sorry... But I'm just very angry... I'm angry that you don't know how lucky you are in a blessing..."
After saying that, he turned around and lifted the curtain and left the tent...
After Yan Bing left, the three of them looked at each other, and Xue Kui said in confusion: "What's this? Why do you look like a different person today?"
"I... probably guessed..." Ling Yue sighed at the tent curtain that was still slowly shaking.
"Do you know?" Xue Kui and Wen Miao looked at Ling Yue at the same time, and Xue Kui even asked directly: "Since you know, then you said! What's going on?"
Ling Yue frowned and thought for a while, looked up at them and said, "This matter is related to Qi Hua's life experience..."
"Isn't it just that she was originally a man, but now she has become a daughter? What does it have to do with this matter?" Xue Kui looked puzzled.
"More than..." Ling Yue pondered for a moment and continued, "This is Qihua's secret. If she wants to tell you two, she will naturally say, I said... it's not suitable. I can only tell you that her parents are still alive, but... it's hard for her to meet again... I think this is probably why she is so excited."
After saying that, Ling Yue shrugged and said with a smile: "I'll go out and persuade her first, you two will wait here..."
"I'll go..."
Ling Yue and Xue Kui looked at Wen Miao at the same time.
Wen Miao looked at the two of them, wiped her tears and whispered: "This matter has arisen because of me. I just thought about it. Although Qihua was a little heavier, it was not unreasonable... I was too willful, so I went to persuade her and then went to see my father with her..."
When Ling Yue heard this, she smiled with relief and sighed inwardly that Wen Miao is worthy of being a delicate and talented woman. She had already opened her mind with just a little tweak. So she didn't say much and waved her hand directly to her and signaled her to go quickly.
Wen Miao looked at Ling Yue, nodded slightly, smiled at Xue Kui beside her, and then quickly walked out to search for it.
When Xuekui saw Wen Miao leave, she hurriedly approached Lingyue and kept laughing with shamelessness. How could Lingyue not know what she was thinking? She gave her a blank look and said coldly: "If you want to know, ask yourself. If she doesn't want to tell you, I naturally can't say it."
Xue Kui shrank her neck when she heard this, sat back on the chair, and said helplessly: "Mainly, as soon as I saw her, I couldn't remember anything else. I just thought about it...hehe..."
"Look at your promising prospect!" Ling Yue's eyes rolled out of the sky in an instant, and the contempt on her face was even more expressive.
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On the other side, Wen Miao ran towards the direction of the coach's tent with a hurry, searching for Yan Bing's figure all the way, and looked even more anxious on his face. Suddenly, a figure emerged from behind him, grabbed her arm, and pulled her into the gap between the two camps.
Wen Miao was about to shout in panic, but the other party was hugged into her arms. Then a familiar voice rang in her ear: "I'm sorry, I was bad just now, don't be angry with me."
Wen Miao immediately hugged Yan Bing tightly and said softly, "If I am still angry with you, how could I come out to find you?" After Wen Miao finished speaking, he raised his hand and gently stroked Yan Bing's hair, then blushed and continued, "Where is my father? I actually... I miss him a little too..."
Hearing this, Yan Bing looked at Wen Miao with a look of relief, laughed out loud, and said, "Let's go!" and pulled her to the handsome tent quickly, and said softly to her, "Your father hasn't seen you for a long time. I'll cause trouble when I go in. You guys have a good chat, I'll be guarding you outside for you."
Wen Miao nodded slightly, then lifted the curtain and walked slowly in.
At this time, Emperor Xuan Si was drinking tea. When he saw his daughter coming in, he hurriedly put the tea bowl on the table. He was obviously very happy, but he still had a cold face on his face. He dragged his long voice and said to Wen Miao: "Come...?"
Wen Miao smiled slightly, stepped forward slowly, and had a great blessing.
"Well..." Emperor Xuan Si nodded, still with a stern face, and said in a deep voice: "It looks like it is not as thin as before, and his face is rosy... Let's sit..."
Wen Miao nodded gently, sat on the pier beside him, looking at Emperor Xuan Si without blinking.
Emperor Xuan Si stroked his beard and pondered: "Father is here this time, mainly to ask you..."
"Father," Wen Miao spoke directly before Emperor Xuan Si finished speaking. He said that Father, and he was stunned. Wen Miao looked at his father with a smile and said softly: "My daughter misses her father too..."
Wen Miao's sudden words directly hit the softness hidden in the deepest part of Emperor Xuan Si's heart, and instantly made him, the "proud son of heaven" who was just pretending to be calm, directly break the defense. His two circles of eyes turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He quickly turned sideways and looked aside, unable to speak for a long time...
This scene also made Wen Miao see the deep fatherly love hidden under the cold appearance for the first time. Thinking of his past willfulness and his father's tolerance, the tears of regret instantly burst into tears. He quickly stepped forward, hugged his old father, and burst into tears...
At this moment, Yan Bing outside the tent smiled with relief, walked towards the distance with his little hand on his back...