As agreed upon on the way, Huo Yan planned to take Yuan Nanan to the military camp.
Yuan Nan'an was very excited and pulled Yuan Xuan to go with him.
Yuan Xuan was not interested, but Huo Yan insisted that he must go and told him that this was Yuan Cheng's intention.
When Yuan Xuan heard this, his eyes darkened slightly.
Yuan Zhao glanced at him and Huo Yan, and thought that when Yuan Cheng was Yuan Xuan's age, it was also his first year on the battlefield.
She suddenly understood Yuan Cheng's intention of asking Yuan Xuan to follow her to the northwest.
At the same time, she glanced at Yuan Nanan, who was unconsciously immersed in joy.
Huo Yan told her what happened along the way, and combined with her observations over the past few days, she could sense the changes in the relationship between the two children.
Yuan Nan'an had lived in Yangzhou since he was a child. Although he was familiar with etiquette and rules, he did not have much awareness of the class differences among royal nobles.
After coming to the capital, she did not receive traditional education like other noble ladies.
Yuan Zhao knew that this daughter must be untethered.
But Yuan Xuan is the legitimate son of the crown prince, and this identity will inevitably restrict him.
All the adults knew this, and Yuan Xuan himself was also clear about it.
In fact, Yuan Nan'an was single for more than ten years before he came to Beijing.
He was the only child in the Eastern Palace and he had few brothers or sisters. Most of the noble children in the capital who interacted with him were attracted by his status and position, and he had almost no real friends.
Since he was a child, his father and mother arranged the best education for him.
He studied and practiced martial arts alone. Everyone around him treated him with great respect. It seemed that everyone, including himself, treated him as an extraordinary person.
He grew up early and fast, and even if he didn't show it on the surface, he knew in his heart that he had been carrying the responsibility since childhood.
He felt lonely and could only talk to his mother non-stop. He once asked his mother about it, but his mother told him that it was not just him, his father and grandfather also grew up like this.
It seems like everything happens naturally.
But since Yuan Nan'an came to Beijing, there was finally someone to accompany him in studying and practicing martial arts... Those things he used to do alone, someone finally completed with him.
He felt a lot more relaxed because Yuan Musheng came back.
For the past six months, he has only been with Yuan Nan'an, enjoying a rare period of happy and carefree days.
But Huo Yan's words today seemed to bring him back to reality.
He was inexplicably resistant, but there was nothing he could do.
So he could only look at the excited Yuan Nanan and say nothing.
Yuan Zhao couldn't help but worry:
As long as Yuan Cheng ascended the throne, Yuan Xuan would be the crown prince for sure.
If Yuan Nan'an and him...
Thinking of this, Yuan Zhao felt that he was overthinking it. Both children were still young and would meet more people in the future. Maybe he was just feeling romantic now.
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The next day, Yuan Nan'an got up early and Yuan Zhao carefully combed her hair into a high ponytail.
Her black hair cascaded down like silk, adding to her spirited demeanor. Donning a well-tailored riding outfit, the girl's upright figure took on a more heroic air, her sleeves swaying gently as she moved, amplifying her agility and competence.
After not seeing each other for some time, Yuan Zhao couldn't help but look at him carefully, and was surprised to find that Yuan Nan'an had grown a lot taller.
Although there is still some childishness in her eyes and eyebrows, her figure has become slender and strong due to years of martial arts training, and she is as energetic as Hsinchu in spring.
When Yuan Xuan saw her, his eyes were instantly attracted and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The two followed Huo Yan to the military camp outside the city.
The moment you step into the military camp, the unique atmosphere of the battlefield hits you in the face. It is the smell of swords, guns, iron and blood, mixed with the morning breeze, carrying a steady and assertive power.
The camp was bustling with activity. The soldiers had started their patrols early. Their steps were neat and powerful, the sounds of drills could be heard one after another, and the clash of swords and guns made an exciting and crisp sound.
There is no prosperity and refinement like the capital here. All you see and hear is rough and bold, as sharp and ostentatious as the flashing of swords and the shadows of swords.
Amidst the flying dust, team after team of soldiers marched past in unison, raising a light cloud of dust.
Huo Yan was not wearing armor, but from the moment he stepped into the military camp, he exuded an aura that was difficult to ignore.
"General!"
"Greetings, General!"
"The General is back!"
The soldiers passing by stopped what they were doing, stood up and saluted, and the loud and uniform voices echoed throughout the camp, full of respect and pride.
Yuan Xuan and Yuan Nan'an followed closely behind him, watching these majestic scenes, and couldn't help holding their breath. Their originally brisk steps gradually steadyed, but a trace of nervousness and restraint still passed through their hearts.
The solemnity and passion mixed together in the camp made them feel a little unfamiliar, yet also vaguely exciting.
Many people also noticed the two people following behind Huo Yan.
The eyes that fell on the two of them were all curious.
The person in charge of receiving them was a deputy general in the army named Wu.
Deputy General Wu saluted Huo Yan first, then looked at Yuan Xuan behind him with a casual look, "This must be His Royal Highness the Grandson of the Emperor."
Yuan Xuan was very surprised, and Huo Yan explained to him, "Your father served in the army for a period of time, and many of his subordinates are still here."
"Deputy General Wu is one of them."
Deputy General Wu nodded and said with emotion, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was only about ten years old when he joined the army, and now His Royal Highness the Grandson is already this big..."
At this moment, someone ran into the tent with a clear voice: "Father, you called me!"
The person who came was a young man of similar age to Yuan Xuan, dressed in silver armor. With his quick footsteps, the armor made crisp "ding-dong" sounds, making him look particularly capable and powerful.
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