"No need," Zhong Zhiling hadn't spoken yet when he heard Helan Ya's voice coming from outside, followed by a white hand pushing open the study door, and then Helan Ya came in. She was wearing a purple silk shirt with a cloud pattern, the color was very soft, but her face was solemn and calm. She walked in front of Zhong Zhiling, stretched out her hand to hold Zhong Zhiling's hand, and then said seriously word by word, "Brother Ling, you can lead the troops to the battle without worry, I will stay in the camp, I will guard the northwest for you, you can go without worry, my baby and I will wait for your triumphant return."
Zhong Zhiling looked at Helan Ya's beautiful face, and couldn't help feeling guilty. He and Helan Ya had only been married for three months, and now Helan Ya was pregnant. How could he bear to be separated from her? But he had to go. This battle was too important for him, the Northwest Army, and Zhong Mingwei. He would never let anyone else do it. He had to go into battle himself to feel at ease, but...
"What? Brother Ling, are you worried that a woman like me can take care of the camp?" Helan Ya asked with a smile. When she said this, her eyes were full of pride and arrogance. "Brother Ling, don't forget how I helped my brother ascend to the throne. I, the eldest princess of the Turkic people, am different from those delicate Han princesses in your Great Zhou. In order to take back the throne from the rebels, I once led 300,000 soldiers to fight fiercely. Now that I'm married to you, the famous war god of the Great Zhou, can I only stay in the backyard and do red and embroidery?"
"No..." Zhong Zhiling said hurriedly, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he couldn't continue.
Of course he knew the difference between Helan Ya and the Han princess, and he also knew that Helan Ya sincerely wanted to share his worries. He had known from the beginning what kind of person and temperament Helan Ya was. This woman was strong and heroic, but also vulnerable, and she only showed it in front of him, which fascinated him.
But the more he understood her, the more he understood how tired she had been over the years. For the Turkic kingdom, for her brother, and for his foolish lover, this woman had been toiling for half her life. Since she married into the Pingxi Palace, she rarely left the harem. He knew that she was tired and finally lived a life she had longed for. She didn't care about the eldest princess, she just wanted to be his housewife. She liked this kind of peace and tranquility, and liked the harem with only two people. How could such a woman not move people? Not make people feel distressed? He swore in his heart that he would protect this piece of heaven and earth well, but today, he was going to break his promise...
"Since it's not the case, please rest assured, my husband," Helan Ya smiled softly. As if she had sensed Zhong Zhiling's thoughts, the smile in her eyes deepened. "Brother Ling, go for revenge without worry, help Ming Wei to the top without worry, and rest assured that I will take good care of myself and the Northwest Camp." Having said this, Helan Ya paused, and then continued slowly, "On the eve of my marriage, my brother told me that the Turks would always be my strongest support. Today, I will tell you the same thing again."
"I understand," Zhong Zhiling nodded, unable to say anything else. Facing such a Helan Ya, his heart was filled with deep gratitude and love. He did not plan to continue wasting time in the study room. He just wanted to accompany Helan Ya to sleep for a while before dawn. At that moment, while pulling Helan Ya out, he instructed Meng Tan, "Meng Tan, go to the camp and gather all the generals. I will be there in an hour."
"Yes, I obey your command!" Meng Tan bowed and retreated hurriedly.
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