Chapter 63 If it really doesn’t work out, just be her mistress?
Looking back to her previous life, every letter she wrote home was full of concern for him and the situation.
This letter from home is not addressed to him, and every word and sentence has nothing to do with him.
Yan Xingchuan was silent for a few breaths, then took the letter and left: "Let's do as we just arranged. Jingzhi, come with me."
"yes."
Everyone followed the order and left the tent, but Cui Jing had no choice but to follow and go to the tent where Yan Xingchuan was staying.
Seeing Yan Xingchuan sitting at the desk, as if he wanted to read the letter again, Cui Jing felt a headache starting to build.
He stepped forward and said with a stiff upper lip: "Master, my Sixth Lady is engaged and doesn't want to..."
Yan Xingchuan raised his eyes and looked at him.
Cui Jing couldn't finish the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
Yan Xingchuan said calmly, "Leave this letter with me. When you reply, remember to send me a copy. Also, don't tell anyone."
Cui Jingren was almost dumbfounded: "No, King, King of Northern Yan, is it really that serious?"
Is it really that serious?
Who is he? A powerful ruler, he commands respect wherever he goes.
If he wants to get married, there are many women in this world who are willing to fight for him.
Even if she couldn't be his wife, she would be willing to be his concubine, just asking for a little pity and love from him.
What about Song Liuniang, Zhao Liuniang, Wang Liuniang... As long as he wants, he can raise more than ten of them, and there are both thin and plump ones for him to choose from.
He did this just for Cui Si, who didn't want to marry him?
Yan Xingchuan glanced at him and said, "You don't understand."
Cui Jing had never experienced it, so how could he understand his inability to let go, his unwillingness, and his inability to obtain what he wanted.
But even so, because she was unwilling, she did not feel wronged and did not dare to force it, so she could only... do as she wished.
When he was quiet these days, he always thought of the past between the two of them, and when he fell asleep, he often dreamed of the scenes of the two of them getting along.
We were married for more than ten years, and it is still vivid in my mind.
Come to think of it, he had indeed let her down a lot over the years.
When he was fighting outside, sometimes she stayed behind to guard Beiyan City for him, to stabilize the rear and resist foreign enemies. Sometimes she followed him, advancing and retreating with him, never leaving him.
When he was alive, she had never done anything to feel sorry for him.
On the contrary, he was full of revenge and didn't care much about her. He even owed her and let her down.
Even later, in order to repay Lin Qingning, he gave her the position of queen, putting her in such an embarrassing situation.
He even refused to let her go in order to keep her.
She said he was ungrateful and a piece of shit, and she was right.
It is understandable that she would not want to go the same way with him again if she had the chance to do it all over again.
He couldn't even... couldn't even find a reason to make her look back at him, to make her change her mind.
The pain in it made his whole body ache and ache, and every time he thought about it, the pain would accumulate deeper and more.
Yan Xingchuan vaguely felt that if he continued like this, he might be finished.
Could it be that it is really as Chen Mo said, if it really doesn't work out, then I will be her mistress?
Only in this way can I calm down my inner torment and desire a little.
"Yes, I don't understand." Seeing him like this, Cui Jing was really scared.
He was really scared. He was afraid that when Cui Si got married, Yan Xingchuan would go crazy and try to steal the bride away.
"But my Lord, with the enemy at hand, you shouldn't be bothered by this affair."
Please, fight for your own kingdom, isn't it okay if your goal is the throne of the imperial city?
Yan Xingchuan nodded: "Don't worry, I know what's going on."
Rebellion is no joke. Anyone who follows him will have his entire clan implicated.
If he loses, not only himself or her, but also none of his civil officials and soldiers will have a good ending.
With such a major event, he naturally dared not relax for a moment.
Even if he had to do it again, he would not dare to be careless.
"Go see Censor Yang and ask him to reveal everything he knows, including the situation of the Yuanzhou garrison and the situation of the noble families.
Also, ask about the situation in Imperial City and have someone write everything down."
"Tell him not to try any tricks. If he dares to hide anything, I will send his loyal Yang family down to reunite with him if I capture the Imperial City someday."
At this point, Yan Xingchuan sneered: "Does he think that I am a good person? He dares to negotiate with me. I hope he can accept it."
Since the rebellion, Yan Xingchuan's hands were stained with the blood of countless court officials and generals, including treacherous criminals and loyal officials like Yang Yushi who were brave and fearless of life and death.
But if he didn't kill them, these people would come and kill him instead.
Different camps, swords against each other, that's all.
"Go ahead and get the letter tomorrow."
Cui Jing had no choice but to nod in agreement. After leaving the tent, he breathed a sigh of relief and took people to see Censor Yang.
The sun sets in the west, and the setting sun falls on the blood-stained battlefield.
Yan Xingchuan read the news submitted by Cui Jing, and then summoned civil and military officials again to discuss the matter of continuing the attack on Yuanzhou.
When it was late at night and everyone had left, he would sit at his desk in front of a candle and write a letter to her.
The bright moon shone between heaven and earth, the dim candlelight sprinkled on the paper, and he began to write:
Liu Niang, I hope you are well.
I am now in Yuanzhou, everything is fine, but I often think of our past.
Looking back on the past, I have indeed failed you in many ways.
However, the past is the past, and I can only tell you now that if you have any needs or requests, just write me a letter and I will definitely do it for you.
......
He wrote a lot, but when he came to his senses, he found that there was not enough paper at hand.
In the end, I had to give up with regret and finish the letter.
When Cui Jing came to pick up the letter the next day, he found a thick stack of letter paper and his mouth twitched.
Yan Xingchuan knocked on the desk and asked him to write on the envelope: "You write it."
If the envelope had his handwriting on it, she probably wouldn't even want to open it.
In this case, the only option is to let Cui Jing write for me.
Thinking of this, Yan Xingchuan wished that Cui Jing's hands were on his body... No, no, even if Cui Jing's hands were not on his body, if he wanted Cui Jing to write for him, it would not be impossible, right?
Thinking of this, Yan Xingchuan's gaze towards Cui Jing changed from disdain to admiration.
This uncle is still somewhat useful.
It would be better if you could be more obedient.
.
Five days later, on the twelfth day after the letter was sent, Cui Si received a reply from Cui Jing. Looking at the two letters, one thin and one thick, Cui Si felt strange.
Thinking that Cui Jing had hidden something in the letter, she first took out the thick one. When she saw the thick letter paper and the handwriting that was familiar but not Cui Jing's, her face turned pale.
"unlucky!"
It’s come to this, why don’t you give up?
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