A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: The Godly Doctor and the Abandoned Concubine ... Volume 1 1449 Retreat, I beg you for something

Yuwen Yuanhua was a natural general, and a place like the imperial city would only stifle his talent and make him lost in the crowd.

In the imperial city, Yuwen Yuanhua had to abide by the rules everywhere and was restrained in his actions. He was dull and inconspicuous among the noblemen in the imperial city. But it was different when he arrived at the border.

At the border, without the emperor or the censors watching him, Yuwen Yuanhua could be himself, a true hero and a rough man.

Although Yuwen Yuanhua was a rough man, he was very polite. At least he would not openly let people find fault with him. After receiving the Ninth Prince and Princess Anping with the highest standards, Yuwen Yuanhua took two jars of wine to find Feng Qingchen to reminisce about the past.

Among the group of people in the imperial city, Yuwen Yuanhua was the only one willing to talk to Feng Qingchen. He really didn't want to care about the others, especially the Ninth Uncle. He was afraid of being sold out by the Ninth Uncle and still being stupid enough to help the Ninth Uncle count the silver.

"I haven't seen you for two years. I almost didn't recognize you." Feng Qingchen now is completely different from the girl who stopped his horse and asked for help.

In the past two years, Feng Qingchen has grown very fast, not only in appearance, but also in his inner aura. For a moment, Yuwen Yuanhua didn't dare to look directly at him.

Yuwen Yuanhua threw a jar of wine to Feng Qingchen: "Next, the peach blossom wine you had someone send last time has been waiting for you to drink."

"Fortunately, the jar I prepared is small, otherwise... I really can't catch it." Feng Qingchen held the jar of wine in both hands and sat on the ground like Yuwen Yuanhua: "Although the climate at the border is bad, it is free. I haven't felt so unfettered for a long time."

When she opened the jar of wine, the aroma of wine hit her face. Feng Qingchen couldn't help but sniff: "Good wine." In the imperial city, she didn't dare to drink wine, for fear of getting into trouble or saying something wrong after drinking.

"You are bragging about yourself. This wine is yours. I am just offering it to you." Yuwen Yuanhua couldn't help but open the bottle and took a sip: "It's not strong enough."

"There's some to drink, and you're still complaining." Feng Qingchen also picked up the jar of wine and poured it into his mouth.

After the two drank for a while, Feng Qingchen put the wine jar beside him and looked ahead with lifeless eyes: "Tell me, what is the purpose of our lives? Struggling to get ahead, climbing up the social ladder, in the end, it's just to eat and drink to your heart's content."

Beiling was right in front of her, and Feng Qingchen felt a little homesick. She hoped that Fengli could make her feel a sense of belonging, just like the Feng Mansion, but she was also afraid that the Fengli clan would exclude her and treat her as an outsider.

"Responsibility, honor, and so much more. Besides, it's not easy to have enough food and drink. Do you know how to farm? Without power, how can you protect your family business?

Take me for example. As long as I surrender my military power, I can go anywhere in this vast world, but I cannot leave. If I leave, I will have no power. What will happen to my brothers? What if the new general treats them badly and excludes them? "Yuwen Yuanhua drank as he spoke, and soon the jar of wine was empty.

Yuwen Yuanhua threw the wine jar aside, not caring about the cold weather, and lay down with his head resting on his arms: "Feng Qingchen, look at the mink coat you are wearing. I took people hunting with me, but in the end... people like us who risk our lives are not qualified to wear it."

"What do you want to say?" Feng Qingchen turned his head and looked at Yuwen Yuanhua.

She knew that Yuwen Yuanhua's wine didn't taste good.

"I just want to tell you that my heart is not big and I don't ask for much. If one day the one in your family becomes the king of the world, remember to repeat what I said to you." As a military general, he had no choice but to prepare for a rainy day.

If he holds military power and is brave and powerful, he will be suspected of being too successful to be a threat to his master. However, if he has no one under his command and cannot fight a war, he will only kill his brothers. He has no choice.

"Why don't you go and talk to him yourself? You know he is not that kind of person." Yuwen Yuanhua was still as cautious as ever. There was a reason why the Yuwen family could be passed down from the previous dynasty to the present.

"He is the king and I am the subject. Do you think the king will believe a subject who expresses his loyalty to the king?" Besides, he is not the kind of person who would swear to the sky and say that he is loyal to someone.

The Yuwen family betrayed the previous dynasty and the Emperor of Dongling. If he said in front of the Ninth Uncle that he would be loyal to the Ninth Uncle and never betray him in the future, the Ninth Uncle would not believe it, and of course he himself would not believe it either.

"Even if you ask me to tell him, he won't believe it." Feng Qingchen thought of the history of the Yuwen family and sighed: This family has a history of betrayal, and more than once.

However, Feng Qingchen did not hate him. He believed that a man who knew practical matters was a hero. The Yuwen family simply recognized the situation. If General Yuwen had not seen the situation clearly, the Yuwen family would have been wiped out long ago and the Yuwen Army would not exist.

"You are different. Qingchen helped me once as a friend. Don't worry, I am not a person who is obsessed with power. When that day comes, if he doesn't trust me, I will hand over the military power as long as he lets me take my confidants away." If that day really comes, he will not become a general of the Xin Dynasty.

In just a hundred years, the Yuwen family has changed three masters in succession, and they will be cursed to death by scholars all over the world.

"Since you are determined, what are you afraid of?" Feng Qingchen shook the wine jar with a bitter face.

How come there is still half a jar of wine left? She’s almost drunk to death.

"I'm afraid you'll be destroyed before I give up power." Yuwen Yuanhua was also direct and carefree as if he was unprepared, but Feng Qingchen understood that Yuwen Yuanhua was only like this in front of her, and he did it on purpose.

"Okay, if that day comes, I will definitely protect you." Feng Qingchen stood up, patted the dust off his body, and picked up the wine jar beside him: "Leng, I'm going back first."

"Yeah." Yuwen Yuanhua lay on the ground motionless, looking at the dark starry sky with a confused look on his face.

He didn't know if what he did was right or not, he just wanted to save the Yuwen family army, nothing more...

Feng Qingchen returned to the tent and placed half a jar of wine on the table: "You heard the conversation just now."

"I heard it." Feng Qingchen drank the wine, her cheeks flushed, and she looked even more charming under the light.

"Do you believe it?" Feng Qingchen poured a glass of cold water to suppress the alcohol in his head: "This peach wine has been stored for an extra year, how come it is so strong."

"Don't drink with him in the future." The Ninth Prince wet the handkerchief and wiped Feng Qingchen's face.

"There will be no chance in the future. I haven't seen Yuwen Yuanhua for two years, and he is still the same, without changing at all. Otherwise, if he hadn't plotted against me once, I would definitely not think too much about it." Feng Qingchen felt angry when she thought of how Yuwen Yuanhua pretended to be pitiful in front of her and then she asked Yuwen Yuanhua to go find Su Wenqing.

At that time, Yuwen Yuanhua had long wanted to rely on the Ninth Uncle, but he thought that he was not worth relying on, so he wanted to trick the Ninth Uncle into looking for him, but the result was...

She was foolishly deceived by Yuwen Yuanhua and thought she was doing a good job.

"Do you think that a man who can command hundreds of thousands of troops would really be as brainless as he appears to be?" The Ninth Prince took off Feng Qingchen's coat and slid his fingers across Feng Qingchen's cheek with a teasing look.

The room was quiet, with only the sound of the Ninth Prince undressing Feng Qingchen. There seemed to be an ambiguous atmosphere flowing in the small room. Everything was natural, but...

Just as the Ninth Prince was about to carry Feng Qingchen to bed, Feng Qingchen shuddered all over and said aggrievedly, "Why do I feel so cold?" As soon as these words came out, the ambiguous atmosphere instantly dissipated.

"How can you ruin the atmosphere so much?" The Ninth Prince said helplessly.

"I really feel cold." Feng Qingchen felt aggrieved. She had just drunk some wine and her whole body was warm. Now that the alcohol was taking effect, she took off her coat. How could she not be cold?

"Just stop talking." The Ninth Prince looked up at the sky...