Chapter 11: Yun Fuzhi

The long night gradually dawned, and only a faint light could be seen, as if it was a road of no return with no end.

Yun Zhuan knew that if he went this time, what would happen was unimaginable.

It is possible that the course of history would be changed and Aung would die on the battlefield.

It is also possible that the same thing will happen again as in the previous life, and there is nothing that can be done to reverse it.

She doesn't want it, she doesn't want it.

She would never allow this to happen!

"Jiaojiao, it's okay, it's okay!" Wu Anhou kept comforting her, "Your father-in-law is very skilled in martial arts, and he will come back to watch our Jiaojiao grow up, get engaged and get married!"

[It's not easy to get out of this situation now. Jiaojiao is the apple of my eye. How can I convince her? ]

Yun Zhuan pulled at the corner of Marquis Wu'an's clothes and looked at him intently:

"Aunt, I had a dream. It's not good to dream about you."

Marquis Wu'an felt extremely comforted, it turned out that the love for this child was not in vain!

It’s so pitiful that I have to worry about the child day and night. It’s hard for the child.

"So..." Yun Yu'an was interrupted by Marquis Wu'an before he could finish his words.

"Jiao Jiao, all these things you think of are groundless! Do you believe in Grandfather?"

There was determination in Marquis Wu'an's eyes, and his body was supported by the backbone of the Yun family, which had been engaged in military service for generations.

Yun Zhuan held back tears and forced herself to remain calm: "I believe in Aung."

The little girl pretending to be strong makes people feel soft-hearted.

"That's enough. Grandfather will definitely come back alive, okay?" Marquis Wu'an wiped Yun Ju'an's little face with a wet silk handkerchief. "It's so beautiful, Grandfather's little darling."

Then he stuffed a token into Yun Zhuan's hand and said, "Seeing the token is like seeing Aung, do you understand?"

Yun Zhuan nodded. This token not only represented the power of Marquis Wu'an, but with this token he could directly meet the emperor.

This is the special right granted by the emperor to the Wu'an Marquisate.

"Then can you do something for Grandpa?" Wu Anhou asked with a smile.

There was unconditional trust in Yun Zhuan's eyes.

Wu Anhou whispered a few words into Yun Ju'an's ear, and then asked:

"Do you understand?"

Yun Ju'an nodded solemnly. If this matter was done perfectly, maybe it could change Aong's situation!

"I will send you to the palace tomorrow, and your exiled brother Lu Ze will also go to the Imperial College to study." Wu'an Hou rubbed Yun Zhuan's head. He decided to postpone it for two days, report to the Ministry of War, and then rush to join the army.

Yun Zhuan finally put his worries to rest and smiled.

Duhuo took care of Yun Zhuan's dressing.

"Okay, go and rest!" Wu Anhou said anxiously, "Our Jiaojiao usually doesn't sleep until noon, so why would she get up?"

The morning light shines through the window, brightening the whole room.

Yun Zhuan bowed somewhat embarrassedly: "Then Jiaojiao will leave first!"

Having said that, he walked briskly out of the main courtyard.

Wu Anhou rubbed his brows and suppressed the deep thought in his eyes. This strange feeling really made him very unhappy.

He always felt that someone was plotting something against the Yun family, but he couldn't find even a trace.

I even thought that my feeling was wrong!

Yun Zhuan felt extremely exhausted. Every time he took a step, his eyes became sore and he could not see anything.

Perhaps she cried too long yesterday and thought that her tears could keep Marquis Wu'an away. But she was overthinking. The imperial edict was not something she could easily disobey.

“Ouch—”

Yun Ju'an let out a soft cry and covered his head, feeling a dull pain.

"You're already eleven or twelve years old, but you still walk carelessly and don't learn your lesson." A cold male voice sounded above her head.

Yun Zhuan was about to retort, but as soon as he raised his head, his fierce expression disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by distance and... soft flattery:

"Ah... it's Brother Lu Zhe, you're right! A girl my age should be more calm, right?"

Lu Ze raised his eyebrows, without changing his expression, as he watched the originally cheerful lark transform into a straight-laced little adult, walking towards Jinge with his hands behind his back and a solemn expression.

The little guy changes his expression pretty quickly!

Do you really think he didn't notice?

Lu Zhen stood there, with his arms folded across his chest, wearing a black polarized robe, staring at the lovely back with interest.

Sure enough, after taking ten steps, Yun Ju'an turned his head cautiously, wondering if his enemy brother had left.

Suddenly she saw the man crossing his arms and looking at her leisurely.

Embarrassment flooded over Yun Zhuan's face, and he was too lazy to maintain his mask, so he ran away like a flash.

Duhuo was stunned. He bowed from a distance in the direction of Lu Zhe and then chased after his lady.

Who exactly is this exiled Young Master Lu that makes the young lady so in awe of him?

It's really strange.

Lu Zhe recalled Yun Zhuan's embarrassed and frightened look just now, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The weather is nice today. I guess it's another pleasant day, right?

Yun Fuzhi got up early and basked in the sun in the garden, while Su Xi pushed a wheelchair beside him.

He was hidden by a crowd of flowers, plants and trees, so the two of them could not see him.

Yun Fuzhi stood up and moved his arms and legs: "Can we stop taking the medicine? If you keep drinking, you'll really become a medicine jar."

His people said that at the hour of Yin today, his lovely sister actually went to look for the Marquis in tears, and he didn't know why.

In the past, the little girl was completely focused on joining the Shen family, but now that she has escaped, there is not a trace of resentment on her face.

It doesn't look like Yun Zhuan's style at all!

Could this matter really be so serious that it could make my little sister become like a completely different person?

"Master, your legs can't stand for long." Su Xi knelt on one knee and rubbed the calf muscles for his master. "Maybe you need to take medicine for a while?"

To be honest, this matter is not too big or too small in relation to Yun Zhuan.

"Yeah." Yun Fuzhi sat back in the wheelchair.

Su Xi was quick to speak: "You were born with deficiency, and Miss insisted on dragging you to play Cuju, and you fell off the horse--"

"Su Xi." Yun Fuzhi spoke in a very soft voice, "When is it your turn to discuss matters between your masters?"

Su Xi hurriedly looked at his master's eyes, which were dark and bottomless, and he immediately knelt down:

"Master, I am sorry for being too talkative. Please forgive me."

This section of the path is paved with cobbles.

Not to mention the suddenness of the kneeling, just the raised arc alone is too strong for the knees to withstand for long and would turn purple.

For a long while, Yun Fuzhi kept observing the small peach blossoms beside his elbow. The colors were gradually changing from pink to white, and some were still buds and had not yet bloomed.

She looks very much like his little sister.

A peach blossom face, cheeks smiling in the spring breeze.

"Get up." Yun Fuzhi said lightly.

Big beads of sweat appeared on Su Xi's forehead. Hearing this, he slowly got up and lowered his head.

He overstepped the boundaries.

"Let's go back." Yun Fuzhi picked a peach blossom and played with it in his hand, "Transplant two to Jin Pavilion to decorate it."

It's about the peach tree.

Su Xi slowly pushed Yun Fuzhi, and endured the discomfort in his legs: "I obey your orders."

Yun Fuzhi let go of the flowers and threw them down, and the wheelchair ran over them, making them dirty.

He closed his eyes slightly, and no emotion could be seen on his handsome face.

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