Xuan Ling hugged Jiang Jiang and encouraged him, "Good son, your father supports you, but you must protect yourself and return victoriously. Don't let your mother worry."
He also couldn't bear to part with Jiang Jiang. God knew how much he loved this child.
Tears were about to flow down his face. He had a feeling for Xuan Ling that was difficult to explain, just like what he had said when he was a child - the person I love most in the world is my father.
Le Zhao smiled and stuffed a bundle into his bag. "Brother, this is some snacks I prepared. You can eat them on the way."
Yu Yan smiled and said, "Do you think Big Brother is going to travel and enjoy the scenery? And you're even preparing snacks?"
Le Zhao snorted, "What do you know? When you're bored on the road, it's a pleasure to eat the delicious food of the capital."
Yu Chen is already a ten-year-old boy with bright eyes and a graceful demeanor, looking very much like Xuan Ling.
"Brother, we are waiting for you to come back."
Jiang Jiang stroked the heads of his three younger brothers and sisters one by one, with an expression of unconcealable affection in his eyes, and the four of them hugged each other tightly.
Le Wen came running over. She was already a graceful young lady with delicate features. She handed over a bundle and said, "Jiang Jiang, here are some spare clothes I made for you."
Jiang Jiang took it and said with a smile: "Le Wen, you will always be my sister."
Lewen's face showed disappointment, but he forced a smile and said, "I know."
Yu Mo said, "General, you go to the battle this time, and next time it will be my turn. You must come back and teach me your experience."
The general nodded and the two of them high-fived.
Yu Qing, Le Yun stepped forward, "Brother, take care."
"Father, Mother, I'm leaving!" Jiang Jiang nimbly mounted a tall Arabian horse.
He straightened his back, his posture as straight as a pine tree, and looked down at the army ready for battle.
"Soldiers, follow me to kill the enemy, serve our country, and return victorious!"
The sound was like a loud bell, filled with endless passion and ambition, instantly igniting the blood of the entire army, and the cheers shook the sky.
The sound of horse hooves rang out, and the dark crowd gradually disappeared outside the palace gate.
Sheng Xiyan fainted in Xuan Ling's arms, and Xuan Ling quickly picked her up and carried her to the Yangxin Palace.
Yu Chen said: "The Queen Mother's mental state is really not good. She is a softie."
Le Zhao laughed and said, "Brother, do you dare to tell the Emperor this? I'll see if he doesn't beat you to a pulp."
Yu Yan said, "Father will definitely touch Mother's face in a while—calling her darling, darling! Hahaha!"
"Of course, that's right. Hahaha!" Several children laughed together.
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