Yan Bing and the three wives who had celebrated the New Year in Baolong Pavilion, together with the Feixiamen, sat on Xingtian flying to Dihua, and bowed to the people of Baolong Pavilion and the brothers and sisters of the King of Chu who were coming to see him off.
Due to a series of emergencies, Yan Bing, the head coach of the army, has been away from the battlefield for nearly a month.
Her concerns about the situation of her subordinates on the battlefield and the situation of the entire battle are also accumulating day by day, especially after the master escaped from danger, the wedding ended, and everything settled, this mood became even more prominent, and even reached the point where she couldn't sleep at night...
So, she mustered up the courage to tell the truth to Mr. Li at the banquet last night...
Mr. Li immediately expressed his understanding and expressed his approval and appreciation for her behavior of worrying about the world in advance.
Finally, on the second day of the first lunar month, Yan Bing and the others led their fellow disciples to Dihua...
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It's night...
In the inn in Xuzhou City, the King of Chu retreated from his left and right, drove away the servants, and looked at his little sister...
"Yan'er, haven't you always liked to dance swords and knives... Why don't you enter the Feixia Gate with your own house, but you just want to enter the Baolong Pavilion...?"
Wang Tongyan smiled slightly when she heard this, and while playing with the ends of her hair, she replied as if nothing had happened: "Because Yan Qihua is in Feixia Gate..."
"Yan Qihua?" The King of Chu frowned, puzzled, and then looked up and asked, "What does this have to do with Yan Qihua? The head of Feixia Sect is the king... cough cough... but our third grandfather..."
"Grandpa Third?? Haha... forget it... brother, can't you tell me? No matter how close you call me, the old man cares most about Yan Qihua, his beloved disciple, who didn't even see his royal blood at all. If my sister expected it was not bad, the next head of Feixia Sect is also Yan Qihua. Why bother with those things that cannot be reached..." Wang Tongyan slowly stood up, walked to the table, and started playing with the teapot again, as if she couldn't get idle for a moment...
"So... instead of spending our energy in useless places, we might as well win over the other side's forces in time, advance... we can compete with the other side and retreat... we can ensure that both sides are safe... Brother, you can free up your hands and show your great achievements..."
After listening to my younger sister's remarks, the King of Chu then seemed to have a sudden realization, slowly sat on the chair, falling into deep thought...
It took a long time before the voices of King Chu and Wang Tongyan came from the room again...
"This martial arts... is very hard... In the future, there will be wind and sun, freezing and raining..."
"Oh my brother!! You still have to do great things!! You can't even let go of your sister's hardships, so you can achieve great achievements! Take a shower and go to bed early! I won't tell you! I'll reply! You'll return to Beijing early! Let me write if you have something to do!"
"Squeak..."
The door opened twice, Wang Tongyan walked out of the room, turned her head and made a face at his brother, then closed the door gently and slowly walked down the stairs...
"Actually... I don't want to go to Feixia Gate..."
Wang Tongyan muttered to herself as she went downstairs, then shook her head, changed into a heartless smile again, and ran towards Baolong Pavilion...
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Time is spent in another flying...
I still got up early in the morning and poured urine pots into the air together...
Still through the bed sheets, several female apprentices changed their clothes...
But the difference is that after this life-and-death battle and nearly three months of getting along, the disciples of Feixia Sect and the soldiers of Xingtian Camp got together. The men basically called brothers and women with them. Some of them even secretly developed feelings for each other with the soldiers...
But this... is a little story that happened to them in the hanging basket. Under this vast sky and within a distance of 100 meters, only they themselves know it, and others... are unknown...
After more than 30 days of running around and changing shifts day and night... everyone finally flew to Dihua, who was thousands of miles away.
Yan Bing, with the help of He Yougui, arranged food and accommodation for his classmates, and hurried to the imperial tent...
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, see who is here!" He Yougui shouted repeatedly, directly interrupting Emperor Xuan Si's idea of correcting the memorials, and then pointed at Yan Bing, who was standing outside the imperial tent with a smile on his face...
"Hmph... I just knew it was you... why are you still standing outside? Why don't you come in quickly! Leave the army! You run away in the battle! You still have the face to smile!" Emperor Xuan Si scolded Yan Bing on the surface, but he was also happy...
He slowly walked to the Arhat chair, pointed to the seat next to him and said in a deep voice: "Come here and sit with me and drink tea."
"My minister! Thank you!" Yan Bing bowed and hurriedly lifted his skirt and ran to the Arhat chair, but saw Emperor Xuan Si raise his hand and take away the tea bowl in front of her...
Emperor Xuan Si held Yan Bing's tea bowl and placed it in front of him, and smiled and said, "What did you call me just now?"
"Your Majesty..." Yan Bing blinked, looking confused...
"Xiao Zhezi! Come and take away the tea!" The smile on Emperor Xuan Si's face disappeared immediately, and he scolded coldly...
Yan Bing suddenly realized it, and quickly grabbed the tea bowl in Emperor Xuan Si's hand first, then knelt on the ground, holding the tea bowl and said respectfully: "Father... Please have tea..."
"Hey!! That's right!!" Emperor Xuan Si smiled happily, raised his hand and waved his sleeves. Xiao Zhezi immediately covered his mouth and smiled and stepped aside.
After taking the tea bowl handed over by Yan Bing, Emperor Xuan Si came up and took a big sip...
"Your Majesty... hot..." Xiao Zhezi looked worried, but Emperor Xuan Si looked like he was nothing, and wiped the corner of his mouth with the sleeve of the robe.
"It's okay...I'm happy today...I don't feel hot!"
Emperor Xuan Si put the tea bowl on the table, stood up and helped Yan Bing up, and said softly: "In order to take into account the royal face... I... can't appoint you as your son-in-law... But this father... I can still make you scream as soon as you want! No one can stop you!" After saying that, Emperor Xuan Si put away his smile and said loudly: "Yan Qihua obeys the order! I am grateful for your hard work for me over the years! I have made great contributions! I also have the same heart and virtue as me, and I will work together! I specially named you Princess Kaiyuan! I will be recorded in the clan's mansion! At the same time, I will be given a prince, with the surname as the book, and the throne will be forever!"
Emperor Xuan Si deliberately did not use the four words "forever attack, do not replace", but directly changed it to "forever attack," the intention of this is intriguing...
But this did not affect Yan Bing's confused expression at the moment...