She finally mustered up the courage to speak: "I'm asking about my adoptive father."
The smile on Xiao Zhun's face stopped, and fatigue once again covered his eyes. Xiao Nanhui also lowered his head again as if deflated.
The atmosphere was awkward for a moment, and such awkwardness had become more and more frequent between the two of them recently.
Xiao Nanhui's heart began to beat again, fearing that Xiao Zhun would say something he was afraid to hear, so he quickly changed the subject: "Is the emperor's visit to my adoptive father related to the matter of the secret seal?"
This statement did ease the awkwardness, but it also startled Xiao Zhun. "How did you know that?" Then he thought of something and frowned slightly. "But what did Yao Yi tell you? He's not afraid of death. Don't do anything foolish like him."
Xiao Nanhui knew that Xiao Jun never liked him going to Yao Yi, probably because of Yao Yi's identity. After all, he was still a person who made a living in the red-light district.
"No, he didn't want to say, but I had to ask." After a pause, he continued, "He didn't go into detail, only mentioning the Qu family in Wancheng. I heard that the incident happened in Huozhou, so I guessed it was related to the secret seal."
Xiao Zhun's expression was somewhat complicated, as if he was considering how to speak to her: "Nan Hui, I don't want you to get too involved in this matter."
Xiao Nanhui didn't say anything, but the three words "I don't agree" were in his mind.
Since the year before last, Xiao Zhun had been constantly busy. First, the floods in Qiuxi required the construction of dikes, then the suppression of bandits in Zhongshan, and finally the garrisoning of troops in Quzhou. She accompanied the troops, but they often went months apart. It was unknown what the emperor was thinking, treating a cavalry general like a chore. He knew Xiao Zhun was preoccupied with the Bijiang rebellion, yet he never mentioned the recovery of the area.
"Back south."
Xiao Zhun called her softly, and she quickly raised her head: "I understand, foster father. I heard that the prince of Jizhou Lingxi made unusual moves a month ago. This may be an opportunity for us. Foster father, you can take this opportunity to propose it to His Majesty."
Bijiang is located in the southwest of Kishu. I am afraid that there is someone with ulterior motives behind the prince's unusual behavior.
"Yeah." Xiao Zhun just responded and didn't say anything more. Maybe he had mentioned it before, but the person above was indifferent.
There was a flash of light in Xiao Nanhui's eyes, then it calmed down. She looked at the wrinkles on Xiao Zhun's brows caused by worry, and a smile appeared on her face.
"No matter what, Nan Hui is willing to lend a helping hand to my adoptive father."
Xiao Zhun's brows relaxed, and his expression softened. After a moment's deliberation, he said, "These past few years haven't been peaceful. If there's a war, it might take another year or two. By next year, you'll be twenty-one. If you find a suitable family..."
Xiao Nanhui's expression changed, and he quickly said, "Military affairs are very busy, and I want to help my adoptive father for a few more years."
Xiao Zhun was quite helpless: "You said so the year before last and last year. Do you think you will still be with soldiers all day long when you are my age?"
No... Xiao Nanhui remained silent.
I want to be with you.
"There's nothing wrong with the soldiers. They're better than those sorcerers and doctors who stir up trouble. If you must choose, please choose someone from the army. Nan Hui will follow your instructions."
Xiao Zhun carefully examined Xiao Nanhui's expression and asked, "Are you serious?"
Xiao Nanhui nodded gently: "Seriously."
It is not difficult to guess what Xiao Nanhui is thinking, as his face shows whether he is being truthful or not.
Xiao Zhun was not blind, so of course he could see it, but he could only respond perfunctorily at the moment.
The dark clouds that had been gathering in the sky for a long time began to roll over, and a burst of muffled thunder was heard, and it looked like it was about to rain.
"I will pay attention to this matter. His Majesty urged me to submit the new battle formation map of Quzhou, I..."
Xiao Nanhui mentally lashed out at that idiotic emperor and cursed him, his smile dripping with blood. "Godfather, get busy! Can't the battle formation be completed in one day? If you can't finish it, do it tomorrow. Don't work late."
Xiao Nanhui said this, bowed and left.
When he was about to leave the courtyard, Xiao Zhun called out.
"Back south."
Xiao Nan turned around and felt the raindrops falling on his face.
Xiao Zhun's face was like a pitch-black shadow in the unlit courtyard.
"Happy birthday."
Xiao Nanhui couldn't help but smile.
But what a pity, it was so dark that no one could see each other's face.
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