Su Wanwan was rushing to make the journey, and her whole body ached. How could she bear it?
She cried very quickly.
Lu Xingjian paused, his slender fingers wiping away her rolling tears, gently kissing her cheek:
"It's my fault, I hurt you."
"I just miss you so much."
That's what they say, but it's impossible to leave a deliciously fragrant wife uneaten.
The movements were much gentler after all.
"Are you really here for Maggie?" Su Wanwan asked again.
If that's the case, then her long journey is a complete joke.
He himself didn't care about the throne, but she couldn't let go of it and did her best to protect it for him.
There's nothing we can do; their interests are intertwined, and their son's identity is still unclear.
The man, his forehead beaded with sweat, gasped and uttered two words:
"no."
Su Wanwan didn't know if he was being sincere.
He's not stupid; he probably wouldn't mention his true feelings for another woman while he's with his wife.
Otherwise, she really would kick him out of bed.
But even if it's the truth, it's definitely sick, seriously sick:
"Are you crazy, staying here like this?"
Emperor Yingzong was captured at Tumu Fortress, not far from the capital.
However, if something were to happen to him in Yansui, which is thousands of miles away from the capital, the capital would be unable to provide timely assistance.
Lu Xingjian gently bit her earlobe and whispered something in her ear.
He added, "Go back tomorrow, don't keep me worrying."
Su Wanwan froze, then angrily punched him several times in the chest.
"You're a madman! You're a madman!"
Lu Xingjian pulled her fist to his lips and kissed it, chuckling softly:
"That tigress is trying to murder her husband again."
Su Wanwan said coldly, "No. If you don't leave, I won't leave either."
Lu Xingjian rested his head on her shoulder, his tone resolute:
"What nonsense are you talking about? Once a fight breaks out, swords and spears have no eyes. This is no joke. We have to leave!"
Seeing his firm attitude, Su Wanwan blinked, looking a little aggrieved:
"I'm exhausted. If I keep going, I'm afraid I'll die of exhaustion on the road."
"Besides, what if I get chased and killed by Tatar soldiers on the road?"
Her eyes were naturally large, and when they were filled with tears, her gaze was hazy and aggrieved, much like a frightened fawn.
Lu Xingjian's heart softened a little.
"Then you must stay with me and not leave my side for even a moment."
Yansui City is not large; it was built during the reign of Emperor Xianzong, Lu Xingjian's grandfather.
It was far less developed than ancient and impregnable border towns like Xuanfu and Datong.
He has a strong bodyguard force and is relatively safe.
Anyway, he would have to get back to the capital as soon as he finished things here, so there was no need to ask her to risk going back alone.
"Well, you should leave soon too. When do you set off?" Su Wanwan didn't expect him to agree so readily.
Her real intention was to urge him to return to Beijing as soon as possible.
The emperor should stay in the capital and leave the war to the generals.
What emperor would secretly go to the front lines to make plans and strategize?
He does have the demeanor of Emperor Taizong.
However, Emperor Taizong had a capable crown prince who could control the civil and military officials and help him stabilize the court.
This young empress, who was forced into the role, did not have the ability to do so.
Lu Xingjian patted her back restlessly, chuckling softly:
"What's the rush? We need to wait until you've recovered so I can have a few more good meals."
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
He only went through the motions because he was concerned about her health, and he wasn't satisfied at all.
We'll have to make up for it eventually.
Lu Xingjian stayed with Su Wanwan for a nap, then got up and went to the study to discuss matters with someone; he seemed extremely busy.
He wouldn't let Su Wanwan lie there alone, so he wrapped her in a blanket and carried her to the bed in the inner room of the study.
She continued sleeping, while he went to the outer room to discuss matters with others.
The group consisted of rough, unrefined men, many of whom had served in the military for years. When they got excited, their voices grew louder, shaking the windowpanes.
Lu Xingjian mainly listened, occasionally saying a sentence to grasp the overall situation, concise and to the point, grasping the core, convincing people and making them believe he was an expert.
When encountering something they don't understand or don't comprehend, they humbly listen to others' explanations, demonstrating a very pragmatic attitude.
Despite the noise from next door, Su Wanwan slept soundly.
When she woke up, it was already dark. Lu Xingjian was frowning and pinching her nose.
"You've been sleeping all day without eating. Get up and eat something before you go back to sleep."
He got so busy that he forgot about it and didn't eat anything. When he finally realized it, he was starving.
Su Wanwan, like a lazy kitten, rubbed her face against his palm, her eyes opening briefly before closing again.
"No, I want to sleep more."
She was exhausted.
All the anxiety, fear of loss, and worry that came with traveling were relieved.
The moment she saw him, it felt as if all her pressure had been transferred to his shoulders.
She just wanted to sleep until the end of time.
Lu Xingjian leaned down, his handsome nose gently brushing against hers, his voice low, like a puppy seeking comfort:
"Good evening, will you get up and have dinner with me? I'm starving."
Su Wanwan: "..."
Even though he was just next door, the moment he spoke, all those hot-tempered officers fell silent, finally responding with complete admiration, "Your Majesty is wise."
He really had a knack for taming generals.
Now she's pretending to be weak.
Glug~
Su Wanwan's stomach growled obediently.
Both of them looked at her stomach and burst out laughing.
When the two left, many flags had already been planted on the huge sand table displayed in the study.
The most striking feature was the eight white felt tents standing among them, and Su Wanwan's pupils contracted slightly.
After Genghis Khan's death, the Northern Yuan people built eight white palace tents to commemorate their ancestor, which were called the "Eight White Palaces".
It was equivalent to the Imperial Ancestral Temple of the Liang Dynasty.
She vaguely remembered that every year in mid-to-late March, the Northern Yuan people would hold a grand ceremony to commemorate "Suluding" and also carry out a spring festival, which was a rare and lively gathering.
It seems like it only takes a few days now.
Seeing her solemn expression, Lu Xingjian didn't say anything, but simply smiled slightly and squeezed her hand:
"What, you like fighting too?"
Su Wanwan shook her head, "No way, let's go eat."
Dinner was rather simple, nothing like the exquisite food served in the palace.
Su Wanwan was particularly interested in one of the dishes with a soft and glutinous texture: "What is this?"
"It's called Huangdu, but it's also known as Tuyu." Lu Xingjian answered fluently, and it's very likely that he had asked the same question before.
Su Wanwan was taken aback.
She remembered that Xiao Bin once came to her with a tuber, saying that he planned to plant it and named it "Huangdu".
Now, just over a year later, it has already been planted in Yansui.
The past seems like a distant memory.
This place is actually not far from Ningxia; it's much closer than going to Beijing.
However, she probably won't have the chance to see him again.
For the next few days, Su Wanwan stayed close to Lu Xingjian. After catching up on her sleep, she would quietly read books and gather information about the Northern Yuan from Lu Xingjian.
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