Ling Xuewei breathed a sigh of relief after learning that the Independent State had resumed normal operations.
War brings sacrifice and death.
On that day, a grand soul-sacrifice ceremony was held in the Independent State.
Pray for the soldiers who died in the war, and may their souls rest in peace. At the same time, the military's generous pensions are more than three times more than before. Although the levels are different, such rich rewards are not even for a large family.
, I’m afraid it will be difficult for even one kingdom to do so.
Ling Xuewei did not tell Di Jian that she was back, but stood quietly in the corner, looking at the soldiers in military uniforms with white flowers on their breasts, taking off her hat and observing in silence.
Countless soul lanterns rise into the sky, and each one represents the heroic spirit of a warrior. Even if it is floating thousands of miles away, you can find your way home through this soul lantern and return your soul to your hometown.
The melodious and melodious singing sounded, and I listened to it over and over again, as if I was singing and praying.
Along with the sound of drums, the soldiers sang songs.
"The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty passed the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned."
"But let the flying generals of Dragon City be here, and don't teach Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountains."
The melody is passionate and depicts a passionate picture of fighting and indulging in the world.
This song was accidentally sung by Ling Xuewei before, and was heard by Fu Ji, who was later introduced into the army.
Because she didn't expect it to spread, she didn't change the lyrics at all. Although the place names in the lyrics were all unfamiliar, China is so big and vast that there really is a country called Qin.
By a strange combination of circumstances, it has become a military song that everyone in the army can sing.
She looked at the tens of thousands of soul lanterns in the sky, standing silently.
In such a chaotic world, as long as there are people around, there will be disputes.
She settled in one place and established a state city not for power, fame, or territory, but for the hope that she could use her own strength to protect herself and those around her from harm while also making more homeless people.
Those who returned were protected.
The war was not what she wanted, which led to the current situation, and she also has an unshirkable responsibility. Now, the only thing she can do for these sacrificed soldiers is to give their families the best treatment and guarantees.
From a distance, Ling Xuewei saw Di Jian and Ning Yu standing at the front of the team, their expressions solemn and solemn.
Especially Di Jian, after this period of training, his impetuousness has faded away, giving him a calm general demeanor.
It seems that she can now completely rest assured that the general will be handed over to Di Jian.
"Are you tired?"
Beside him, Ye Moyan gathered up Ling Xuewei's cloak. When his cold eyes met her, all the chill seemed to have gone away, and he was as warm as the breeze.
Ling Xuewei shook her head, "Go back."
"How many days will you stay? It's rare to come back."
"With them here, I feel relieved."
In fact, the country has not been stable recently. She knows that Ye Moyan has to deal with political affairs until very late every day. It is extremely rare to be able to spare time to accompany her. How could she not be considerate of Ye Moyan and act arbitrarily?
The two of them left the city and were about to call for lightning when they saw a man coming out of the corner.
Seeing the person coming, she raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why are you here?"
"Since you're back, why don't you leave without showing your face?" Xue Duan stepped forward. He accidentally discovered that the Lord of the City, who had disappeared for many days, was back and stood in the corner. He did not leave until the funeral was over.
He told the people around him and followed him.
It seems that this gentleman came back secretly. Other superiors would not be willing to give up a rare opportunity to win people's hearts at this time. But this one was better. He gave the opportunity to his subordinates without giving up, allowing them to establish a reputation, but he withdrew.
Behind the scenes.
Sometimes I really don’t know whether this is naive or profound. No matter how trustworthy her subordinate is, isn’t she afraid that the people below her will have different intentions due to fame, wealth and authority?
Ling Xuewei didn't know that Xue Duan had thought so much in just a short period of time. Now that he was discovered, he couldn't just leave like that, right?
So Ling Xuewei asked Ye Moyan in a low voice. After he nodded, he found a nearby restaurant and the three of them walked in.
We asked for a quiet private room, ordered some food, and the three of us sat down.
Ye Moyan carefully took out the spare bowls and chopsticks from the spiritual ring, and soon the food was served. They were all special and exquisite snacks, and Ling Xuewei also ate them with gusto.
Recently, she found that her appetite had increased a lot, and she would be hungry again within two hours after eating. So Ye Moyan specially ordered the imperial chef to make a lot of exquisite pastries and snacks, as well as soups for her after meals.
Meals.
Ling Xuewei ate happily, but there was some guilt in her heart. She was being raised like a pig. Could it be that this man wanted to make her so fat that she couldn't walk so that she could stay by his side all day long?
Ahem... I have to say that a certain woman is becoming more and more dirty now.
Ye Moyan didn't notice the increasingly weird look in Ling Xuewei's eyes, and concentrated on serving her food. No one knew her taste better than him. She liked spicy food, and meat was indispensable in every meal.
To put it bluntly, this is a carnivore.
And the appetite is definitely comparable to that of a man!
According to the rules of the palace, no more than three meals should be eaten, and no soup should be used for half a quarter of an hour after the meal. This would be of no use to the empress at the top of the pyramid.
To put it bluntly, it is as happy as it comes. A smile from the Empress and Empress is worth a thousand words, and all palace rules and regulations should be put aside!
Xue Duan looked at the man in front of him. His ordinary appearance did not look outstanding at first glance. It was just his overall bearing and the nobility and courage that he exuded that was unforgettable.
No need to think carefully, you already understand this person's identity.
Xue Duan was a little surprised that as the lord of a country, the legendary mysterious and famous Emperor of the Night, he would condescend to accompany a woman to this restaurant where only ordinary people would come.
Especially in him, there is no arrogance or dignity of an emperor at all. He treats the women around him like an ordinary husband, taking care of everything and being attentive and thoughtful.
This way of getting along between the emperor and the empress is unheard of.
"You eat it! Don't give it to me! Also, I don't want to eat vegetables, they have no taste at all!"
Ling Xuewei specializes in picking out big fish and meat, and won't even look at anything green.
"No, eating too much meat will make you tired. You must have a balanced diet. Have you forgotten what the old man told you?"
Ye Moyan persuaded with a gentle voice, how could he be as cold and ruthless as the outside world rumored, aloof and ascetic, and could not eat the fireworks of the world?
Sensing Xue Duan's gaze, Ye Moyan glanced at him lightly.
A pressure spread invisible, and just one glance made Xue Duan's heart tremble.
Xue Duan lowered his eyes, it seemed that this gentle drizzle was only for one person.
Sure enough, as the rumors said, Emperor Ye regarded the newly promoted empress as his favorite!
Usually it was an exaggeration, but now it seems that it is the other way around.
After a meal, Xue Duan left.
Looking at the direction the person left, Ling Xuewei looked confused. (To be continued)