The events in the palace reached the emperor's ears in just one night. After the morning court session, Fu Hanyu was left alone by Lu Yunshen again. However, this time, he did not advise him to treat Princess Annan well, but asked Fu Hanyu, as a husband, to be considerate of his wife.

After all, one was a strong and vigorous general, and the other was a delicate and weak little woman who had just tasted lust.

The satisfaction and joy on the emperor's face were hard to ignore, but Fu Hanyu's irritability and anger were getting stronger and stronger. After finally returning to the palace, he learned from the secret guards that Princess Annan had already left the palace today with her maid Biluo. Fu Hanyu's mania was even more difficult to vent.

Sure enough, that woman did it on purpose.

Fu Hanyu was sitting in the study at this time, his face was livid, and the hostility emanating from his body made the secret guards beside him silently lower their heads and remain silent.

That day, he just drank a little wine, and then got involved with that woman in a muddle. Now, the plan that had been planned long ago was also disrupted by the woman. Fu Hanyu now has a deep feeling of being calculated.

Thinking of this, Fu Hanyu's face was as cold as ice, his sharp eyes were extremely dark, and a cold light flashed faintly in the depths of his pupils.

The man thought indifferently, and then seemed to think of something, paused, and said in a deep voice, "Where are the fourth lady and the others?"

The silent secret guard on the side was stunned when he heard the words, and then responded, "Reply to the general, according to the report of the spies sent out, Miss Ye is almost in the capital. I think she will be there within three days."

Fu Hanyu nodded slightly, thinking of that gentle, quiet, well-behaved and intelligent woman, the lines on his face softened slightly, and a touch of warmth appeared in his eyes.

The secret guard on the side naturally also felt the change in his master's mood, but he consciously blocked it, and left quickly after receiving Fu Hanyu's signal.

After the secret guard left, Fu Hanyu took out an obviously old sachet from his bosom, and a long-lost look of nostalgia appeared on his face.

——The dividing line of General Fu's childhood memories——

Since he was a child, Fu Hanyu seldom saw his father. Although he would be proud and happy every time he heard from others that his father had defeated the enemy army and captured the enemy city, and how he frightened the enemy, he would feel confused and curious when he saw his mother squatting in the house crying.

Daddy won the battle, shouldn't mother be happy?

This doubt existed until that day, when he was taken to the mourning hall by his mother to see his father for the last time.

However, that day, his mother stopped crying, but his father was gone too.

Although that battle was the most beautiful victory in history won by the Beichen army led by his father.

On the day of his father's funeral, he accidentally overheard his mother's conversation with a graceful woman. On that day, he finally understood his mother's crying and his father's death.

Later, he went to the celebration banquet in the palace with his mother.

He really wanted to see up close how attractive the woman who made his father prefer to die on the battlefield rather than go home, the woman who made his mother deprived of her husband's love for her whole life, and the woman who never got his father's love and care was.

Later, he saw it, but he was drunk at the same time.

It was on that darkest, most desperate and painful day of his life that he realized that his physique could not drink alcohol. But it

was also during that drunkenness that he met the warmest salvation in his absurd life.

Thinking of this, Fu Hanyu became more determined in his mind. He would never be like his father, unable to protect even the person he loved.

Author: Buddha said it cannot be said. In response to a message from a little fairy~ps: I will be a little busy in the three-dimensional world in the next few days. I will try my best to ensure one update per day. Two updates may be stressful, so I hope the fairies will approve.