90. Injustice
"Report! General! The border town of Huaizhou has been breached by the Barbarian Princess!"
A loud and panicked cry suddenly cut through the silent night sky. Following bursts of rapid crying breaths and reports, lights were lit one by one in the originally dim military camp.
Lou Zhi pursed his lips and frowned, then suddenly put on his clothes and walked out, shouting in a hoarse voice.
"Come! Go inform Governor Yun! Send someone to the capital as fast as possible to report the military situation."
He paused, having been suddenly awakened from his sleep. He was calm despite his sleepiness. A thin white inner garment wrapped around his sexy body. He was walking while tying his belt, his black hair flowing freely without being tied up.
The sky was still chilly, and the lights were bright in the quiet night. Fang Li heard the noise and hurriedly got up. Trembling, he looked at the servants walking back and forth holding torches and lanterns, and asked in a low voice.
"What, what happened?"
Fang Li was known to the public as the Second Prince's servant. The servant, seeing her so carefree and unconcerned, glared at her and said in a panic, "I hear there's a war going on. Huaizhou is a border town. Huaizhou and Changzhou are the closest, and Beidi is also connected to the border town... What if the war reaches Beidi?"
Fang Li shuddered with fear when he heard this, his lips trembling, "Really? Really!?"
She was timid to begin with, and at this moment she was trembling with fear. She had been a playboy and spoiled child since childhood, and had never seen any big scenes. At this moment, she suddenly regretted her act of sneaking back to Beidi.
Fang Li stamped his feet in fear, his face full of regret. Just as he was about to shout a few more times, he suddenly seemed to remember something and screamed.
"That's right! Yun Zhihe! Yun Zhihe!"
She stumbled out at a rapid speed without changing her clothes, still shouting.
The sky was still dark, but the lights in the hall were bright. Yun Zhihe sat in the main seat with a solemn expression, and the other officials were equally solemn.
Zhao Yin also came along.
Although she has lost her title, her prestige and influence accumulated over the years still exist. She has been in charge of Beidi for many years and must know something about Beidi's affairs.
An official spoke in a hoarse voice, "This...this barbarian tribe is truly shameless! A few days ago, the prince came to the court to pay tribute, but now he has turned against his master!"
Yun Zhihe pursed his lips and took a deep breath.
...the color of Mobei.
His trip was indeed extremely complicated.
After listening to her complaint, another official pondered for a moment and then spoke.
"Lord Yun... the Longcheng plague destroyed farmland, and food is still insufficient. Furthermore, Queen Mother Cheng's rebellion scattered the Mighty Xuanyuan Army... and their forces were weakened. Although General Lou hurriedly led troops to support them, they were insufficient."
There was a hesitation in her voice.
“For example, is the situation very tense now?”
Yun Zhihe looked at her with appreciation, paused, and nodded.
In the previous incident of Queen Mother Cheng's rebellion, Xuanyuan Ying sent all his troops to Beidi on the surface, but actually left a part of them to intimidate the Xuanyuan army. That army is now in the capital.
The Xuanyuan Army has always been well-trained and has outstanding capabilities, but Xuanyuan Ying is afraid of another counterattack, so he dispersed the teams to various local armies, greatly weakening their combat effectiveness. If they are to be summoned again... I am afraid they will lose the morale of the army.
According to informants, there are nearly 200,000 troops outside the border town... Lou Zhi only has 150,000 soldiers, which is far outnumbered.
Yun Zhihe's chest was beating slightly. He took a deep breath and looked at everyone.
"My Lords, the situation is urgent right now. The Lord just explained it clearly, so I will not waste any more words."
"Biancheng and Beidi are not far apart. After the barbarians conquer all parts of Huaizhou, Beidi will be next."
She pointed at the city on the table and said.
"Beidi is located on the border, and the two places are connected. Biancheng is to the west of Beidi, and is also adjacent to foreign tribes. The two places are rugged. Although they are both located on the border, if you want to break through Beidi, you can either attack directly or start from Biancheng."
Yun Zhihe took a deep breath.
"There are still 50,000 troops in the city. General Lou only brought 150,000 with him. The remaining 50,000 soldiers are to guard against the barbarians who might lure the enemy away and seize the opportunity to attack Beidi."
"There's still time, Lord Chen. Please deploy personnel for defense and arrange for daily patrols. Don't let your guard down!"
"Lord Li, go and calm the people. The city is in chaos. The army is marching with such force. Tell the people that the situation is now clear and there is no need to worry. Anyone who wishes to leave the city may only go to the inner city and not to the barbarian lands. Remember this! No one should take advantage of the chaos to encourage corruption. Anyone who spreads false rumors will be executed on the spot!"
Yun Zhihe's voice was clear and resounding. When he spoke of "spreading evil words to confuse the people", his expression was gloomy, and he almost squeezed out the words "execute on the spot" with gritted teeth.
He clenched his fists until his fingertips turned white, took a deep breath, looked up, and put on a decent smile.
"Send someone to the capital as fast as possible to request more troops, as well as the Xuanyuan Army... No, it's nothing."
Yun Zhihe paused and pursed his lips.
Her orders were clear and targeted, and the rest of the people were eager to carry them out, creating a tense atmosphere.
Before everyone had left, there was a loud noise at the door, and in the next moment Fang Li was seen running towards them, crying and stumbling.
"Yun Zhihe! Yun Zhihe, what should we do? There's a war! Let's run!"
Yun Zhihe suddenly stopped, and the others also looked at Fang Li.
For a moment, Zhao Yin's expression froze.
Fang Li also felt the solemn atmosphere. He paused and looked at everyone in the room.
Coincidentally, she knew everyone in the room.
Almost everyone knew that she was a playboy back then. Although she had lost weight, her facial features and cowardly demeanor remained unchanged. Seeing her running towards her crying now seemed particularly familiar.
Zhao Yin's lips trembled. "Fang, Fang Li?"
Fang Li's expression was stiff.
"Uncle, aunt..."
Before she could say anything, Zhao Yin suddenly roared, "You really have no brains!!! Why didn't you stay in the capital and sneak out?! Do you want to lose your head?!!!"
Fang Li's tears fell, feeling extremely aggrieved.
I was a playboy, thrown into the capital, unfamiliar with the place and disliked by everyone. I was looked down upon every day and lived a life worse than a dog... My husband also passed away. All these days, my aunt never asked about him at all.
…At first he had coaxed her into going there lightly, saying that being an official would bring her good fortune, but now he has turned against her.
Come to think of it, her aunt has always looked down on her. Perhaps the only advantage Fang Li can have is that he is a mascot for the title, allowing her to enjoy a good life in Beidi.
It turns out that while Fu Fangli didn't enjoy any of the benefits, Zhao Yin lived a very carefree life...
Yun Zhihe knew that this was not the time to start a family dispute, so he frowned and pulled the two of them aside for a long time, while he led everyone to make quick arrangements.
After a night of urgent deployment, Yun Zhihe finally had time to drink some water. She sat at the desk with the letter that had just been delivered in her hand.
This is a letter from the palace that Xuanyuan Ying gave her.
She took it in her hand and rubbed it gently a few times, and a thick sour feeling filled her heart.
…She actually missed him very much.
I miss his body temperature, his voice, and him calling softly in my ear, "Jinniang."
A tingling sensation.
The lovers who had just fallen in love were deeply in love but were separated by fate. The capital of Beidi was so far away and there was no trace of him.
Her emperor was high and mighty, and would only show soft emotions towards her.
Her Majesty was so arrogant, but he could only cry softly in her arms.
...Yun Zhihe paused, lowered his eyes slightly, and gently opened the letter.
There was no letter in the letter, just a simple painting.
Yun Zhihe was a little stunned, but still opened the folded painting.
He was an excellent painter, and he was also the one who taught Yun Zhihe calligraphy and painting.
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, the woman's clothes flutter in the wind, her eyes and brows are filled with the misty and ethereal aura, noble and cold... Looking closely, her eyes and brows are extremely affectionate.
The painter seemed to have poured all his deep love into the painting, and every stroke was carefully depicted, without any flaws. She could imagine Xuanyuan Ying sitting in front of his desk, immersed in the moonlight, with soft eyes and brows, gently sketching the painting.
In an instant, a tingling sensation spread through her heart. She empathized with such love, pursed her lips, and felt his affection with red eyes.
He missed her very much, and so did she.
Once again, I inadvertently saw a line of small words next to it.
'I serve my heart with the river tide, sending my longing feelings from afar.'
The handwriting was elegant, but it concealed the heavy and heavy style he usually wrote in memorials. It was an elegant and restrained regular script, depicting each word in detail, full of the love that the man had for the person he loved.
His heart surged like the tide of a river, densely packed in his chest.
He and she are thousands of miles apart, but they still miss each other.
Xuanyuan Ying didn't say much, just a short poem.
"The river tide flows in my heart... I send you my longing from afar."
Yun Zhihe closed his eyes, placed the painting carefully on his chest, exhaled lightly and murmured this poem, which sounded especially clear and pleasant in the silent room.
The word "lovesickness" did not seem like something he could say. The cold and arrogant emperor was far away from the deep "lovesickness".
Xuanyuan Ying seemed not to say anything annoying. Even when she went to Longcheng, he only wrote her one letter a month, with some hidden concern in his heart.
It is very difficult to make him show his tenderness, but it is not difficult to make him cry.
Just gently kiss the corner of his lips, kiss him down, bite his Adam's apple, rub the red tip of his ear with your fingertips to make it itchy, and speak softly under his red eyes.
"……I love you."
Then he would burst into tears, his face showing a rare fragility. He would hug her and caress her gently as if longingly, murmuring and sobbing, "Jinniang, Jinniang..."
Then, Yun Zhihe felt a pity in her heart that she couldn't understand why. She would be extremely mean and bully him.
Bullying this, she accompanied her husband from a teenager to a young man, and then to a man.
It can be said that Xuanyuan Ying had been doting on her since she was a child. Under his cold appearance, he never scolded her even when she was occasionally naughty in her childhood. He just lowered his eyes to look at her with a slight smile on his lips.
In fact, he could not be considered a father. The age difference between her and him was not too big. It was just that he was too arrogant in the past. Yun Zhihe only had a reserved and restrained respect for him in her heart.
But... he was crying under her now, his cold face flushed with tears, and he called her in a low, hoarse voice, "Jinniang..."
Then murmured something in a hoarse voice.
"I'm fine, I love you..."
Yun Zhihe suddenly stopped, covered her eyes, slumped in the chair, and then laughed softly.
She is an unfaithful and wicked person who commits treason, has no moral principles, and has no sense of shame. She should be a pervert who is despised by everyone.
The adopted daughter and adoptive father, the loyal minister and emperor in the eyes of outsiders, weighed heavily on her shoulders, and the pressure made her desire it even more.
...But she doesn't regret it.
She only regretted that she didn't kiss away the tears from the corners of his eyes when he was crying... Even thinking about it now made her tremble and her heart soften.
I miss him so much...
Yun Zhihe closed his eyes, his fingertips trembling slightly as he felt the love that was almost surging out.
I really miss him.
Then whispered softly.
"I missed you so much... Ying."
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The last copy! I will try my best to finish it as soon as possible. The extra chapter must be a litter of eight treasures, the true nature of a spoiled husband! (bushi)
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