Chapter 92: Do You Miss Him?
After listening to Jirimutu's high-sounding explanation, Fang Xuren curled his lips in disdain.
After seeing Jirimutu off, Fang Xuren returned to the tent.
"Sent away?"
Fang Xuren nodded, "Send him to the entrance of the military camp and watch him get into the sedan chair."
Chen Yu also carefully placed the two agreements in a wooden box and handed it to Vice General Wang. "Send it back to the imperial city as soon as possible over a distance of 800 miles. Inform my brother that the Mobei Kingdom will send the eldest princess to the Yue Kingdom as a hostage. In addition, we will return to the imperial court soon."
"As you command," Deputy General Wang clasped his fists and bowed, then took the wooden box containing the agreement from Chen Yu's hand.
"Everyone, retreat and get ready. We are going back to the base camp."
He hadn't seen Xu Zhao for more than a month and he missed her a little.
…
As soon as Shen Lingge received the news that his uncle was coming back, he told Xu Zhao immediately.
After calculating the days, he will be back in about three days.
Three days later, Xu Zhao got up early in the morning. She climbed up the hill in front of the military camp and looked into the distance, but could not see any human figures. She thought that the army was still some distance away.
Shen Lingge: "Sister Zhaozhao, I haven't seen my uncle for a long time, do you miss him?"
Although he is young, he can sense that the emperor's uncle has different feelings for Zhaozhao.
He hadn't thought about it at first, but after hearing Shen Lingge's question, ripples appeared in Xu Zhao's heart.
Even from Shen Yu's perspective, they had not seen each other for ten years, but for her, it was only a week before, but now it was a real month.
When asked this question, Xu Zhao answered truthfully: "I do miss him a little."
Chen Yu looks cold on the surface, but he is very thoughtful in his heart. He cares about the world, thinks about the people, and is kind and righteous.
To her, Chen Yu was no longer just a few words in history books, but a living person with flesh and blood.
Moreover, Xu Zhao would feel safe when being with Shen Yu. He would support and trust her unconditionally.
Just like the war launched by the Yue Kingdom this time, if Chen Yu had even a little doubt and distrust, he probably would not have been able to capture Mobei so smoothly.
Shen Lingge smiled secretly in his heart, it seems that the emperor's uncle's love is not one-sided.
It's a pity that Shen Lingge is not very old now, only in his teens, and doesn't know at all that not every kind of longing can be regarded as love.
It is still early and winter is approaching. The temperature is low. Standing on the hill, the wind blows in my face and it is bone-chillingly cold.
"Sister Zhaozhao, let's go back first. I'm afraid the emperor's uncle and his men won't arrive until after noon." Shen Lingge was in a hurry to go out, wearing only a single layer of clothes. He was so cold that his lips turned purple, and he couldn't help rubbing his hands.
Xu Zhao could see his expression and movements clearly, "Let's go," seeing that Shen Lingge didn't pay any attention, he reminded her a few more times, "Now the weather is getting colder, and it's very cold in the morning. Even if you are young, you should wear more clothes. Your body is your own. If you don't even care about it yourself, who will care for you?"
"Qinghe will definitely remember what Sister Zhaozhao taught me." He bowed as he said this.
Looking at Shen Lingge's appearance, Xu Zhao said, "Let's compete to see who can run back to the barracks first."
She hadn't exercised for a long time, so she took this opportunity to do some exercise.
If you just run, you'll feel warmer.
"good!"
"I'll count down from three, two, one. You can only run after I say run." Xu Zhao briefly explained the rules.
"No problem." Shen Lingge agreed readily.
"Three..." Xu Zhao prepared for a long-distance run.
Shen Lingge was curious, so he learned to do it.
"two……"
"one……"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Zhao ran out like an arrow without giving Shen Lingge any reaction.
Shen Lingge: “!!!”
After Shen Lingge realized that he had been deceived, he quickly chased after her, “Sister Zhao Zhao, you have no moral integrity!”
The term "not talking about martial ethics" was something Shen Lingge learned from Xu Zhao.
While Shen Lingge was accusing Xu Zhao, her steps followed Xu Zhao's pace and followed closely beside her.
"You are a martial artist, so what's wrong with you giving way to me?" Xu Zhao said with confidence.
Knowing that it was just a joke, Shen Lingge was not really angry. The two of them ran back to the barracks chatting and laughing.
"Go back quickly, wipe off the sweat on your body, and change into thick clothes." Shen Lingge is a child with his own ideas, which always makes people worry. Since Shen Yu entrusted him to himself, Xu Zhao must pay more attention to him and remind him many times about everything.
Having not exercised for a long time, Xu Zhao was panting heavily and walked slowly to the kitchen to calm his disordered breathing.
When she arrived at the kitchen, she asked for a pot of freshly boiled water and took it back to her tent.
After such a run, she had a light sweat on her back. The weather was getting colder, and if she didn't wipe it off, she might catch a cold.
After noon, there was a huge noise outside the military camp. Anyone could tell that it was the sound of the army returning victoriously.
Shen Lingge was originally cooking with Xu Zhao in the kitchen. When he heard that the army had returned, he stopped pestering Xu Zhao and ran excitedly out of the military camp.
Xu Zhao did not follow them out, but was thinking that the army had returned and the soldiers would probably be hungry, so she had to speed up and prepare the dishes that would be eaten soon.
There were not many people in the military camp during this period, and the people in the kitchen were lazy and had enough rest. Now they are full of energy. Hearing that the army has returned victoriously, they are all motivated to reward the three armies.
Shen Yu was riding a horse and saw Shen Lingge standing at the gate of the military camp from a distance, but he did not see Xu Zhao.
He was startled, wondering if Xu Zhao had left again?
Perhaps his anxiety affected the horse under him, and the horse's pace quickened. It was originally walking slowly, but now it started to trot.
Soon, Shen Yu arrived at the gate of the military camp. He pulled the reins with a serious look on his face, muttering, "Whoa!"
The horse stepped twice on the spot and stopped in front of Shen Lingge.
Shen Yu turned over and dismounted, looking towards the military camp. Before he could ask, Shen Lingge spoke first.
"Sister Zhao Zhao was in the kitchen preparing lunch for everyone, so she didn't come out to greet us."
Shen Lingge saw that the emperor's uncle's horse ran in front of him all of a sudden. The emperor's uncle's horse was very human-like.
Seeing him so anxious, looking like he was looking for someone, Shen Lingge, a shrewd man, guessed the reason immediately.
Hearing that Xu Zhao was still there, Shen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he hadn't left.
It had been ten years since the last time he left, and Chen Yu couldn't guarantee when they would meet again.
"Let's go. I haven't eaten Zhao Zhao's cooking for a long time." Chen Yu returned to his former coldness.
The army behind him would be arranged by several deputy generals, so he didn't need to worry about it.
Xu Zhao came to Shen Yu's tent with a food box. The two uncles and nephews of the Shen family were already waiting in the tent. Shen Lingge pestered Shen Yu to tell him about what happened on the battlefield.
Shen Yu said it simply, but Shen Lingge could still feel the danger on the battlefield. His uncle had faced such days alone for more than ten years.
Shen Lingge thought so, and his heart began to sour and distressed.
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