Chapter 350: A Counterattack, Something Serious Happened

Chapter 350: A Counterattack, Something Serious Happened

Zhao Mingyan was unexpectedly outmaneuvered by her.

When Ji Qingwu said this, his face was full of righteousness, and he had a bit of the demeanor of the imperial censor who had advised him at the court earlier.

It really doesn't make sense. If anyone hears it, they will think that the emperor was a tyrant. It is even more ridiculous than the absurd records in unofficial history.

Zhao Mingyan's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what to do with her.

Ji Qingwu looked down at Emperor Wu Su's expression, which seemed to be beginning to relax, but he still couldn't provoke him too much, so he had to stroke his fur.

She sat down again, placed Yuan Heng on her lap and held him in her arms.

"Your Majesty came alone, incognito, not as the Emperor, but to take back the child's father at night."

Ji Qingwu tapped Yuan Heng's little face and said, "This is not a little prince, but a child who has not seen his mother for a long time."

Yuan Heng's dark eyes became bright and he nodded in agreement.

Zhao Mingyan was quite satisfied with her description of her family, and a hint of amusement flashed across his eyes. He asked, "Then what are you?"

Ji Qingwu said: "As for me, I am..."

She pondered and said, "Remarry my own mother to another family."

Yuan Heng continued to nod in support, believing that whatever his mother said was right.

The father, in a fit of rage, took the child under his arm and took him away.

Ji Qingwu sat in the empty house, opened the small bag left by Yuan Heng with a melancholy look, folded the clothes inside and put them away.

In the middle of the night, Ji Qingwu took out the clothes from the box again, placed them next to the pillow, and was about to fall asleep in a daze.

There was a knock on the gate of Xinyuan Hall.

The voices of Lanzhi and Xuemei were clear in the night.

Ji Qingwu put on a coat, got out of bed, walked to the door, opened it a crack, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lanzhi came back trotting and said helplessly, "It's someone from Prince Yong's Mansion."

Miss Fifth had been asked to go there once during the day, and now she was asked to come and invite her in the middle of the night.

When Ji Qingwu heard that it was Prince Yong, he felt relieved. Prince Yong was the one who loved to make a fuss, so it was probably nothing serious.

But she was afraid that something serious might happen.

The one who came to tell the others to come was Eunuch Chang Lu, who was beside Prince Yong. He said in a hurry, "This time something serious has really happened!"

*

The North.

The loneliness of autumn is fully displayed here, the majestic yellow sand at sunset rolls up the black flag of Beili.

The news that Emperor Wu Su had regained consciousness in the morning did not reach the military camp until late in the evening.

Yuchi Lianping kicked the tent door open, and half of the tent frame was broken apart by him.

"No matter how happy General Yuchi is, he shouldn't destroy the military tent."

Wei Ting put down the military book and looked dimly at the tall and strong figure at the door.

Yuchi Lianping took off his helmet and placed it on the table, bringing up a lot of sand and dust.

He smiled and said, "The emperor has woken up. This is such great news. I can't help but come and celebrate with General Wei!" He then put down the jar of wine in his right hand.

Wei Ting watched as the clean and tidy tabletop was instantly covered with dust from outside, and the kicked-open door of the military tent was still blowing sand and dust into the tent.

He took a breath of the dusty air. The candlelight in front of him kept shaking, and he could no longer read the book.

Wei Ting made it clear directly: "No matter how excited the general is, he shouldn't kick the door of my tent."

Yuchi Lianping waved his hand and said with a smile: "General Wei is too polite. There is no need to distinguish between yours and mine between us."

After saying this, he called the deputy general at the door and arranged for the soldiers to repair the tent door.

Today, having received the good news, Yuchi Lianping looked at Wei Ting in front of him and felt much more favorable to him.

During these days, although Xi Jin's army came to provoke trouble from time to time, there were not many casualties on both sides.

Because Xi Jin didn't dare to actually charge forward.

Yuchi Lianping knew that, firstly, because Wei Ting was in charge, he had to say that when it came to using dirty tricks, no one could be better than the General Zhenbei in front of him with a gentle smile on his face.

In addition, Xi Jin was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the news of the death of the Emperor of Beili.

By then, even if he and Wei Ting were here, the morale of the northern army would be broken.

Yuchi Lianping looked around the tent and found bowls and chopsticks on the shelf above the bed.

He strode over to take it, and caught a glimpse of a pot of flowers on the top row, green with a hint of red, and said in surprise: "General Wei has a very refined taste, growing flowers and plants in the barracks."

Moreover, the soil seemed to be moist, and there was no dust on the upright, pointed leaves, as if they had just been carefully tended to.

Wei Ting ignored him and said, "I have already written a letter and asked the postman to send it back to Lin'an."

Yuchi Lianping waved his sleeves to brush away the dust on the table, placed two large bowls on the table, and filled them with the wine he brought.

He pushed the wine over and asked, "General Wei sent a letter of apology to the emperor?"

Wei Ting looked at him unhappily: "Can't it be a letter from home?"

Yuchi Lianping took a big sip and said comfortably, "The wine from the north is still tasty, stronger than the wine from Lin'an."

Wei Ting picked up the big bowl and took a sip. His throat felt like someone was stabbing it with a knife.

The word "strong" cannot be used to describe this wine; it's simply burning me.

Yuchi Lianping finished his bowl quickly, and filled his own cup again, saying, "General Wei, now that the emperor has woken up, based on my understanding of him, you should prepare the divorce letter as soon as possible."

When he heard the word "divorce", Wei Ting's hand holding the wine bowl froze.

Then, he took a sip of wine. The burning sensation from his throat to his stomach made him frown and his handsome face distorted for a moment.

"General Yuchi, since when have you started to meddle in other people's family affairs?"

Yuchi Lianping said: "I don't like to care about these things, but I think you are capable and a talented general. Don't create a rift with the emperor because of a woman, otherwise you will end up with..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Ting understood what he meant.

But he understood the meaning behind Yuchi Lianping's words better, so he sneered and did not respond.

"She is just a woman. There is no need for the king and his subjects to fight over her. General Wei is so brave and handsome. How can he not find someone better, someone more delicate and beautiful than her..."

Yuchi Lianping rolled his eyes, and after a long while he said in embarrassment: "Although it is hard to find, it must be there. I will keep an eye out for you."

Wei Ting waited for the burning sensation in his stomach to pass before he slowly spoke out the other person's true feelings.

"I think the general wants to settle the war as soon as possible and return to the imperial city to reunite with the princess as soon as possible."

Yuchi Lianping was drinking and choked on his wine when he heard this. He guessed the intention.

He was afraid that Wei Ting would develop a rift with Emperor Wu Su, and that something might happen in the far-away northern border, which would affect his return home to reunite with his wife and children.

Wei Ting glanced at him and said, "If Ji Changlin wants to rekindle his relationship with Princess Huachang, would the general be willing?"

What happened back then was no secret in Lin'an, and no one expected that the eldest princess would end up marrying this rough man.

He advised others that there were many women in the world and it was not his turn yet.

Yuchi Lianping slammed the wine bowl on the table, and the sand and soil began to shake.

He said angrily: "Fuck him! If Ji Changlin dares to come back from Nanchu and dares to appear in front of the princess, I will go back and chop him up!"

Wei Ting shook his head imperceptibly, picked up the wine bowl and poured the rest into his mouth. The wine slid down his chin, over his Adam's apple, and into his cold armor.

It's obviously a spicy wine, but it tastes bitter.

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