Chapter 3285 His Royal Highness the King of Han is Missing
Zhu Chengjun suddenly felt cunning and stopped to secretly listen to what they said. However, even after closing the door, Chen Zixiao was very cautious and spoke in a low voice. Zhu Chengjun listened for a long time but only heard a few words coming out from the gap in the window, such as "medicine" and "building".
He didn't quite understand, and after listening for a while he lost interest. He shook his head and staggered out of the east wing.
Not far outside, I saw He Yi's figure.
Just now, the old prince had told him where to send the things. At this time, he was holding a long box in his hand, which obviously contained the wooden sword that he had just taken to show the old prince. When he asked someone to prepare the horse and was about to go out, Zhu Chengjun ran over with a smile.
"Uncle Heyi!"
He Yi turned around and saw that it was him. He smiled and bowed to him, "Your Highness."
Zhu Chengjun ran over and asked, "Uncle Heyi, where are you going?"
"Go outside and do something."
"What business?"
"Of course, it's what His Majesty the Emperor instructed."
"What did the Emperor tell you?"
Zhu Chengjun blinked and asked, "Is it about the war?"
He Yi laughed. He naturally knew that the Emperor had placed great hopes on this young prince since he was young, and sometimes he even taught him martial arts. Although he was still young, he could already see in him the Emperor's brave and martial spirit.
When it comes to "fighting", he is more excited than anyone else.
So, He Yi smiled and said, "It is related to war, but it is not a war."
Zhu Chengjun blinked. "Why is it related to war, but it's still war? Isn't war just war?"
He Yi laughed out loud twice. He rarely laughed so heartily over the years, especially after Ye Zheng left. There was no one in the court with whom he could talk to his heart. Only in front of such a child could he reveal some of his true nature.
After laughing, he patiently said, "Your Highness, war is war, but there are many other things related to it. Anticipating the war, preparing before the war, and even cleaning up after the war are all profound matters."
Zhu Chengjun blinked again and said, "So what are you guys preparing for?"
He Yi smiled and nodded.
Zhu Chengjun asked, "Then where are you going to prepare? Is that the altar you just mentioned to my uncle?"
He Yi smiled and said, "I can't tell you that."
Zhu Chengjun immediately pouted.
He Yi smiled and said, "Your Highness, you are still young, it is not the time for you to be concerned about these matters. Well, you should go back and rest quickly. The sun is very strong today, be careful not to get sunburned."
After saying that, he gently patted Zhu Chengjun's thin shoulder, picked up the long box containing the wooden sword, turned around and left.
Zhu Chengjun pouted unwillingly, watching his back disappear in front of him. After a while, he said softly, "I've grown up a long time ago. I know what's going on."
Suddenly, he smiled slyly: "Even if you don't let me see it, I still want to see it!"
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Although the people in Handongwei have become accustomed to the frequent wars on the border, it does not mean that they do not care about the wars. On the contrary, because they have seen and experienced too many wars, they can clearly feel that this war will be very big and even affect their lives.
For example, this time.
His Majesty the Emperor came to Handongwei in person. After two consecutive small-scale battles, Baihu City mobilized almost all of its troops. Even the troops of the Eastern Chaga tribe joined them and stationed more than ten miles away from Handongwei.
On the other hand, on the Handongwei side, large groups of troops were leaving the city one after another.
The dust raised by the horses' hooves filled the sky above the entire city and did not settle for a long time.
This time, it's obviously a big deal.
Naturally, the noise had reached the Commander's Mansion to some extent. Nan Yan sat by the window and felt a gust of wind, which even carried the earthy smell of dust. She sighed softly and said, "Another team is leaving the city?"
De Lu smiled and whispered, "There are more than one or two."
Nan Yan nodded gently, and after a while, sighed again.
She was no stranger to wars and knew that there would always be uncertainties in wars and no one could always win. However, over the years, she would always stay by Zhu Feng's side and wait for the outcome every time.
But for some reason, this time, before the battle officially started and both sides hadn't even set up their formations, her heart started to panic.
But this kind of panic was not an obvious panic, but an indescribable uneasiness, as if there was a small flame deep in her heart. It did not burn into a sea of fire, but it always burned a point in her heart, making her restless.
Nan Yan picked up the fan next to her and fanned herself.
Ruoshui walked in and saw her like this, and hurried over to take the fan, gently fanning her, saying, "Your Majesty, please don't fan me like that. If it's too hot, I'll ask them to bring an ice tray later."
Nan Yan didn't respond. After a moment of silence, she asked, "What time is it?"
Ruoshui said: "Just after the twelfth month."
"Where's the Emperor?"
"The Emperor went to the study this morning and left the Duwei Mansion at noon. He seems to have gone to the barracks with Lord Chen. He hasn't returned yet."
"I see..."
Nan Yan thought for a moment and said, "Tell the kitchen to keep the food warm and send it over as soon as the emperor returns."
"I have already given instructions."
Ruoshui said, "Your Majesty should also eat on time. You didn't eat much at noon."
Nan Yan didn't have much of an appetite originally, but she was a strange person. The more worried she was and the less appetite she had, the more she deliberately forced herself to eat something. This was also the reason why she had never been crushed by pressure despite experiencing so many ups and downs over the years.
Then he stood up from the couch and said, "Let them bring the food up. Oh, and call the King of Han over too, so he can dine with me."
"yes."
Ruoshui handed the fan to the little palace maid next to her and went downstairs.
After a while, some light meals were delivered from the kitchen. Nan Yan sat at the table and asked them to serve her half a bowl of soup. She drank a few sips to whet her appetite, but after waiting for a long time, Zhu Chengjun still didn't come.
She couldn't help but frowned, turned around and said to Delu, "Go and see that girl Ruoshui. Ask her to go and call someone over, but she can't get anyone to come."
"yes."
De Lu also turned around and walked out.
But just as he reached the door, he bumped into Ruoshui who was running back in a hurry. She was sweating profusely, looked panicked, and staggered in.
Nan Yan frowned and said, "Why are you so flustered? Did you see a ghost?"
Ruoshui's voice trembled as she spoke, "Your Highness, the Prince of Han is missing."
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