Chapter 1117 The Rumors Are True
Xiao Zhan silently handed over the medicine cup, and the amber medicine reflected Jiang Yuyin's pale face.
When she staggered out of the door, Jiang Xue suddenly grabbed her husband's sleeve and said, "Look at the fire in her eyes..."
"The secret guard found this item under Su Chang's pillow."
Xiao Zhan shook out half of a tiger talisman from his sleeve. The broken bronze part was still stained with the yellow sand from the northern desert. "Whether it is true or not, we will see it at midnight tonight."
The candlelight flickered in the warm room, and Su Chang was holding a worry-free lantern on the beam.
The little boy giggled and pulled his hair crown, and a red bean rolled out when the jade crown fell to the ground.
"This is..." Jiang Yuyin leaned over to pick it up, but was picked up by her husband.
Su Chang rubbed the red mole behind her ear with his nose and chuckled, "I secretly hid the red beans you planted in Tianshui Cold Palace that year for seven years."
If he could smile forever in this life, with his wife and children around him, sharing the joy of family, it would be the greatest happiness in the world.
"Achang, be careful. Wuyou is still young and can't stand any bumps."
"Don't worry, ma'am."
Su Chang steadied the child who was riding on his shoulders, and a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes: "I have practiced martial arts since I was young, how could I not be able to protect our child?"
Jiang Yuyin smiled when she heard this: "I was confused. My husband's skill of walking on snow without leaving any trace was well-known in the martial arts world back then."
The swordsman in white took the young son into his arms, and brushed his wife's hair with his fingertips: "Just now I heard from the palace servants that you talked to the eldest princess?"
The woman in plain clothes sighed softly, "My elder sister is much thinner than I remember. Although we were not close in the past, I still remember that she was the iron-blooded leader in charge of the Black Armor Army. When we meet again today, she looks as haggard as a candle in the wind."
"How could this be?"
"It is said that it was caused by childbirth, and the sandstorms at the border invaded his body."
Jiang Yuyin leaned on her husband's shoulder, her black hair falling like a waterfall: "But I see that the Prime Minister's expression is flickering, I'm afraid there is something else going on. Well, since they don't want to speak out, it's difficult for them."
Su Chang held his wife's slender waist and looked at the sleeping child in his arms: "Now that we have returned to our homeland, I will report to the emperor and then resign from the post of the Pacification Office and take you to live in seclusion in the south of the Yangtze River. Is that okay?"
"really?"
Jiang Yuyin suddenly raised her head, her bright eyes rippled: "I'm always afraid that one day..."
"Are you afraid that I'll leave without saying goodbye like I did three years ago?"
The man wiped away the beautiful woman's tears with his fingertips: "As the heaven and earth bear witness, if I betray my wife and children in this life, I am willing to be pierced by a thousand arrows."
"I want you to live a long life."
She covered her husband's thin lips with her bare hands: "As long as every year is like this day."
Seven days later.
When Huangfu Lie led the Mobei cavalry to make a comeback, the scarlet figure reflected on the city wall made his pupils shrink suddenly.
The woman who was said to be on her last legs was not wearing any armor, and her wide sleeves with cloud patterns fluttered in the north wind.
"Good job Jiang Xue!"
The foreign prince drew his black iron bow and three eagle feather arrows flew into the air.
Even though he knew he couldn't hurt the female warrior who had once broken through the enemy's formation single-handedly, he was still excited - the more unruly the phoenix was, the more it aroused his desire to tame this wild horse.
The woman in black on the city wall spun around to avoid the rain of arrows, and landed steadily on the battlement with her sleeves fluttering.
With a slight raise of her white hands, the eight hundred black-armored guards shouted in unison, shaking the sky. Every word they spoke pointed directly at the private affairs of the golden-armored general in the enemy camp.
The knuckles of the silver-armored general gripping the reins turned white, and his angular face beneath the helmet was shrouded in frost.
The deputy general rode forward and whispered, "Your Majesty, do you want to..."
"What's the hurry?"
Huangfu Shang raised his hand to stop him, his eagle eyes fixed on the figure on the top of the city wall: "Dangyang City is impregnable, why not watch this good show first."
Before he could finish his words, three silver-feathered arrows flew through the air and hit him just three inches in front of his horse.
A clear female voice came from a hundred meters away: "I haven't seen you for three years. Your Majesty's hearing has deteriorated."
Jiang Xue tapped the blue bricks of the city wall with her fingertips: "When your country's soldiers were arguing about General Lan's widow the other day, they were not so calm."
"When did the princess learn to behave like a street scoundrel?"
Huangfu Shang laughed in anger, the sword on his waist humming and trembling: "The letters between Jiang Xiaowei and the Xirong spy are still locked in my secret room."
"What a coincidence."
Jiang Xue suddenly clapped her hands and chuckled. The formation of the Black Armor Guards suddenly changed. As hundreds of war drums beat in unison, she spoke word by word:
"Would you like me to read to the three armies the scroll of ancestral documents sealed with wax in your country's imperial temple? Regarding..."
The tail sound turned into internal force transmission, and the enemy's flag shook violently.
The golden-armored general suddenly spurred his horse forward, but pulled the reins outside the range of the city defense crossbows.
The iron mask concealed his distorted expression, and only his hoarse voice, carrying murderous intent, penetrated the battlefield: "When I capture you and bring you back to the palace, I will make you experience what it means to be unable to survive!"
The north wind on the city wall blew up the black battle robe, and Jiang Xue's fingertips dug deep into her palm:
"Three years ago, during the battle of Weishui, Caiwei bore twenty-seven knife wounds for me with her flesh and blood. Today, you are using foul language to insult the heroic spirit!"
The bronze scabbard suddenly hit the city wall, sparks flew, and startled the jackdaws: "I swear here that I will use the Tianshui King's flag as the banner for the sacrifice!"
The sound was like thunder exploding in front of the three armies, and the armored guards in the front row were the first to slam their halberds into the ground.
The sound of metal colliding gradually spread, and finally merged into a deafening roar: "The Tianshui King's flag is used as a sacrificial banner!"
The countless roars caused the clouds to surge, and the war horses neighed and raised their front hooves.
Huangfu Shang stroked the crack on the jade pendant at his waist. It was the crack caused by the woman dropping it last month.
When his eyes swept across the other's pale knuckles, a sinister undercurrent flashed through his eyes: "Sound the gong."
The sound of forging that never stopped day and night in the armory thirty miles away seemed to echo in his ears through time and space.
In another twenty-seven days and nights, the tempered black iron crossbow will rewrite the entire battle situation.
"My Lord, the west corner tower..."
Before the guard could finish his words, the young man in black raised his hand and interrupted him.
Xiao Zhan stared at the gradually dissipating smoke and dust under the city tower, and covered Jiang Xue's trembling fingertips with his palm: "Your cold poison is most afraid of standing in the wind for a long time."
Yun Zhen leaned in the shadow of the city wall, looking at the folded hands that were squeezing the jade ring until it turned white.
He deliberately kicked the gravel at his feet, making a sharp sound on the stone road: "It is said that Princess Changle's tongue is better than a hundred thousand soldiers. Today I know that the rumor is true."
"Master Yun, are you here to measure the bricks and stones of the city wall?"
Jiang Xue raised her eyebrows and chuckled. The silver bell on her wrist flashed a cold light as she turned around: "After all, your country's delegation will set off the day after tomorrow."
The night wind blew up the flags on the city wall and swept past the bitter fragrance wafting from the medicine bag on Xiao Zhan's waist.
He suddenly put his arm around the thin shoulders of the person next to him, and the dark cloak wrapped the two of them in the same shadow: "It's time to take the third dose of medicine at twilight hour."
When the third watch bell rang for the second time, Jiang Yuyin suddenly sat up from under the quilt.
The remaining warmth in the depression beside the pillow had long dissipated. She walked barefoot on the cold floor tiles. The flickering lightning outside the carved window lattice reflected the empty courtyard.
The damp air of the approaching rainstorm wrapped around his chest and suddenly tightened, and Su Chang's sword disappeared.
At three quarters past three in the morning, moonlight slanted through the window lattice. Jiang Yuyin sat up in shock, her breathing quickened when her fingertips touched the cold quilt.
The moment the carved wooden door creaked open, the corner of the clothes with dark green bamboo patterns came into view.
"Why did your highness get up?"
Su Chang took a half step back, and the jade pendant on his waist hit the door frame with a crisp sound.
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