Concubine Yun Shu gently pushed her hand away, leaned back in her seat, looked down at the middle-aged woman squatting on the ground, and opened her thin lips slightly.
"When someone trusts another person too much, they often overlook their abnormalities. Sometimes, only by letting go of feelings can you see a person's true colors. Grandma Gao, do you think I'm particularly foolish?"
Grandma Gao was silent for a while, and finally lowered her head silently, knelt on the ground, and said no more.
Concubine Yun Shu raised the corner of her mouth in an ugly arc, and it was unclear whether she was mocking Grandma Gao or herself.
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On the third day after the seventh prince set out, Yan Cheng also set out on his journey.
On that day, there was a constant stream of people coming to see him off.
The Yan family, the third prince who had not yet left the capital, Qu Zhaoying, who had just become the crown prince of Qi, Xie Guangling, Tang Xilu...
Everyone else came to see Yan Cheng off sincerely, but Tang Xilu seemed to be there to mock Yan Cheng.
After the others finished talking to Yan Cheng, Tang Xilu stepped forward and said meaningfully, "I, a native of Nanyou, am still in the capital, but you are leaving. I really can't bear to see you go."
"Thank you for your kindness, but I can't bear it. Your reluctance should be left to others! For example, Qu Zhaoyue. I think you should be more reluctant to part with him than me."
After all, these two guys have cooperated to cause trouble in the past few years, although they were always messed up by Yan Cheng.
Parting is already a bad mood, and Yan Cheng doesn't want to get too entangled with Tang Xilu.
He glanced at Tang Xilu indifferently, thinking that Tang Xilu in the book eventually died at the hands of Qu Zhaoyue, so he smiled very sincerely.
As for others, Yan Cheng does not want the plot of the original book to come true.
But for Tangxi Lu, Yan Cheng hopes that everything can develop according to the plot of the original book.
However, Tang Xilu, who had no idea what Yan Cheng's smile meant, could only respond awkwardly: "..."
The sun gradually faded its pale color at first light and rose slowly.
With whips waving, the convoy headed towards the north in a mighty procession.
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Kangtai City, the second city close to the border of Daxia, stands there quietly like a solid fortress.
Its geographical location is extremely special. Once Xiangcheng, which faces the Hu people, is breached, Kangtai City will become the second line of defense of Daxia and shoulder the heavy responsibility of defending Daxia.
Due to this special geographical location, the number of troops stationed in Kangtai City is slightly less than that in Xiangcheng, but much more than in other cities.
These soldiers patrolled day and night, on high alert, ready to deal with the invasion of the Hu people at any time.
Although Kangtai City has fewer troops than Xiangcheng, it is much stronger than Xiangcheng in some aspects.
For example, Kangtai City is more prosperous than Xiangcheng, has a larger population, and its economy is not much worse than that of inland cities.
There are many shops here, trade is booming, people live and work in peace and contentment, and it is a peaceful scene.
When there was no war, the Marquis of Zhenbei lived in the Marquis of Zhenbei Mansion in Kangtai City.
With him were his third son Yun Cong'an and four grandsons.
The Marquis of Zhenbei had three sons and one daughter. His eldest son was now serving as the Minister of War in the capital, his second son died in battle at an early age, his third son was stationed with him in the northwest, and his youngest daughter was a concubine in the palace.
The Marquis of Zhenbei considered it his life's mission to eliminate the Hu people. Unfortunately, the Hu people were too good at running. Every time he drove them away, they would rise again within a few years and continue to plunder food from Daxia.
Then he fought again, and the Hu people ran away again, and the cycle continued. The Hu people were like weeds, growing back again in the spring breeze, which was very annoying.
The daily life of the Marquis of Zhenbei is very simple. Apart from training his own soldiers, he also watches his generals train their soldiers.
In his spare time, he would sit in the courtyard, drink tea, play with birds, and enjoy this moment of tranquility.
This morning, Marquis Zhenbei was playing with birds in the courtyard as usual.
He held a small wooden stick in his hand and gently teased the bird in the cage, making some sounds from his mouth from time to time, as if he was communicating something with the bird.
Just then, a soldier came in quickly and handed him a letter.
When Zhenbei Hou took the letter and saw the sealing wax on the envelope, he was startled.
It was obvious that this letter was sent by the youngest daughter, Concubine Yun Shufei, at full speed.
He quickly opened the envelope and read it carefully.
The letter said that her son, the eighth prince, was about to be enthroned in the north, and she hoped her father could take care of him and give him some advice.
Marquis Zhenbei couldn't help but frown. His grandson had his own blood, so it wouldn't be a bad idea to take care of him and give him some advice.
only……
The grandson who was to be ennobled when he came to the north was the one who had returned from outside.
Yun Cong'an came in from outside and saw the Marquis of Zhenbei holding the letter with a frown on his face. He stretched his neck to read the letter and asked:
"Dad, who sent this letter? Why do you look so troubled?"
The Marquis of Zhenbei stuffed the letter to his curious son with a troubled look on his face: "Read it yourself!"
Yun Cong'an read the letter at a glance, his eyes quickly scanning every word, his brows sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed.
The Marquis of Zhenbei sighed beside him, wondering how to get along with this grandson who was abandoned by his daughter and then found.
As a father, you cannot turn a blind eye to the evil deeds done by your daughter, and you even have to make amends for her.
Marquis Zhenbei really couldn't understand what his daughter was thinking. Why would she exchange her own child for another?
After all, it's a piece of flesh that fell from my body. How can you be so cruel?
Concubine Yun Shu did a good job of hiding the truth, and the Marquis of Zhenbei only found out about his daughter's deeds when Yan Cheng was recognized and brought back.
But that was his beloved daughter, what could he do? He could only feel sorry for his grandson.
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