Yuan Jiahe was in the room, excitedly planning tomorrow's trip. She talked a lot, but didn't get a single response. When she raised her head, she saw Xuan Du sitting at the table, lost in thought.
She walked over and asked curiously: "Xuan Du, what's wrong with you?"
Xuandu came back to his senses. He put away the letter he had just received and said with an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry, Aluan, I have to break my promise again. I just received a letter from your imperial brother, saying that there is something important. Please let me know."
I will go back to Beijing immediately."
Yuan Jiahe was stunned for a moment and asked nervously: "What is it?"
Xuandu said: "It's related to Xiao Chengyi. I don't know the details."
When Yuan Jiahe heard that it was related to Xiao Chengyi, he did not doubt it, but said: "Then I will go back with you."
"No."
Xuan Du held her hand and said: "You finally came out, so naturally you have to have fun. Your brother is going back to Beijing during the Mid-Autumn Festival. How about you go back with him?"
Yuan Jiahe was a little unhappy: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is still more than a month away, and I don't want to be separated from you for so long."
"Aluan."
Xuan Du stood up and hugged her, coaxing her and saying, "The matter is urgent. I need to rush back quickly. It's inconvenient to take you with me. Can you just be obedient?"
Yuan Jiahe raised his head and looked at him and asked, "Xuandu, are you hiding something from me?"
Xuandu held Yuan Jiahe's face helplessly and said seriously: "What are you thinking about? What can I hide from you?"
Yuan Jiahe stared at him again and again, not seeing any hint of guilt in him, so he believed what he said: "Okay, business matters are important, but you should write to me often after you go back."
"good."
Xuan Du responded and then kissed her forehead.
That night, the two hugged each other and fell asleep, but neither of them slept until late at night.
Early the next morning, when Yuan Jiahe woke up, Xuandu's figure had long disappeared, leaving only a letter.
She sat up, opened the letter and read it carefully. As she read, tears fell down her cheeks one by one.
After a while, she muttered: "Liar."
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Beijing.
Things in Mobei could no longer be concealed. The courtiers who learned the truth were all shocked, and the hall suddenly became noisy.
Some courtiers questioned: "May I ask why Your Majesty only announced it today? I heard that Princess Jiahe has left the capital for several days. Could it be that His Majesty did not want to send the princess to get married, so he deliberately concealed it."
"That is, if we had known that Princess Kangle had escaped, we would have been able to respond earlier. Now Mobei is about to attack. Your Majesty, aren't you disregarding the country and the country?"
All the ministers echoed, and they were all very excited.
Yan Jingxuan listened to the chaotic sounds below, he suddenly slammed the table and shouted angrily: "Shut up, everyone, what else can you think of besides sending the princess to marry?
Everyone only talks about benevolence, justice and morality. Mobei, a mere barbarian country, dares to ask us to cede Changzhou City as compensation. It is so arrogant that it simply doesn't take us Beichen seriously.
I have decided to send troops to attack Mobei to let them know how powerful we are in Beichen. Who among you is willing to lead the troops?"
In the main hall, the courtiers heard that His Majesty was going to raise troops to attack Mobei, and they all fell silent. At this moment, a low and clear voice came from outside the hall: "I am willing!"