The reborn general girl is the emperor

"This is the only condition in the post house. It's good to find such a light-transmitting cotton cloth, so don't pick it."

Guo Jia couldn't help but put down the hanging curtain she raised up, "With your current body that's been blown away by the wind, if you don't take care of it carefully, do you really want to die on the road?"

Yan Qing touched the jagged stitches on the edge of the cotton cloth, and knew that Guo Jia was doing it for her own benefit, and also knew that she and Qiu Sang exchanged hands to drive out the cap day and night, but the cotton cloth was really too thick.

"With this I can't see the way."

As Yan Qing said, he still wanted to lift the curtain, but seeing Guo Jia's face looked a little unsure, "I'll just lift it a little."

"You can't walk a few steps to the left and right, so what does it matter if you can see or not?"

Guo Jia didn't want to discuss this with her, and even directly directed Hongying who had just arrived, "Come here and help me, and get your master into the car directly. When she moves slowly, I don't know how long she will be dawdling." go."

Hong Ying, who was here to report the situation to Yan Qing, heard Guo Jia's words, frowned her slender eyebrows, and said to Yan Qing, "I'm sorry." Then, he hugged Yan Qing horizontally, He walked quickly to the carriage that was parked downstairs.

It wasn't until he was safely put down in the carriage that he pursed his lips and said, "Master, what you say is not pleasant, you still hold on to your bones. You are quite tall, and your hands are not as heavy as you can hold. Not long."

"It's a moment to be able to last for a while."

But no matter how hard they rushed, the snow-covered mountain for thousands of miles was like an endless corridor that could not be walked through. After passing one mountain after another, it would never end.

The day they left the mountain was a rare sunny day.

Guo Jia glanced at her, but saw that her originally snow-white complexion was flushed, and he stretched out his hand to touch her forehead, and it turned out that it was hot, which was different from the cold hands.

Seeing that Yan Qing did not listen, Hong Ying frowned fiercely, but there was no way, and it was impossible, to force Yan Qing to rest at this point, so she could only report to her the situation in Jingcheng in a muffled voice, "The border gate The city is completely closed, and the entire border has been sealed under martial law, and entry and exit are prohibited. The next thing is to wait for the people in the city to jump the wall and the snowfield to attack."

After all, Hong Ying reminded her, "It's just that a long-term high-level blockade will inevitably lead to exhaustion of people and horses, and it will also cause panic among the people."

Suddenly, Hongying seemed to have been pardoned, and quickly lifted the car door mat to go out. With a gust of cold wind, Guo Jia and Qiu Sang were brought in.

Fortunately, Yan Qing didn't ask any more questions, but just waved his hand to let him back out.

"woke up."

Hearing Yan Qing's soft but firm words, Hong Ying's drooping face was tense, and sweat clenched in her hands, afraid that she would ask further questions.

The high fever that just went off, finally came back again.

The temperatureless sun hung on the white-capped mountains, making people's eyes black.

"Ah."

After doing some calculations, Hongying replied, "It's been three or four months."

Pulling off the special face towel, Guo Jia stepped out of the carriage for the first time and sat on the side of the carriage.

In the snow-capped mountains in the wind and snow, the horseshoes rushed forward day and night, and the people in the car were in a daze and never woke up. The people on the horses ate, drank and slept on the horses.

Once in the car, Guo Jia quickly cooled off the cold by the special stove at the door, and then sat next to Yan Qing, with Qiu Sang guarding the charcoal stove at the door.

"I can't wait too long."

Yan Qing nodded, and asked again, "Has King Duan been missing for a while?"

After Yan Qing fell asleep, Guo Jia finally understood the weight of her words.

Yan Qing laughed, "Can't you wish me well?"

Yan Qing knew that they were all worried about her, but they didn't understand that her life was paid on credit, and she would have to pay it back sooner or later.She just wanted to do more things and leave less regrets before that day came, "How is the situation in Jingcheng?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to come back."

"Who went on an outing in the ice and snow with a wind-blown injury?"

Hong Ying lowered her head even lower, "King Shu is busy searching for King Duan's whereabouts, so he probably has no time for him."

Yan Zhongqi drove his horse and followed the car, and asked, "How is it?"

Guo Jia watched the breath of the people around him gradually weaken, and had no choice but to feel anxious.

Yan Qing seemed to have expected it, so he responded flatly, but asked after a pause, "Did King Shu not write to me?"

Yan Qing turned the heater in his hand, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, so that people could not see his expression clearly, and couldn't hear his anger, "Probably next spring, when the wind and snow stop, and the glaciers have not yet melted, they should take action."

"She wants to come out for a walk."

Hong Ying's eyes were fixed, and she lowered her head slightly to hide her expression, "General Bai wrote a letter the day before yesterday, saying that everything is fine. It's just that there are newcomers in the capital, and I'm afraid that there will be changes in the capital. I hope the master will make plans early."

Yan Qing glanced at the square copper heater embedded in the car, and said with a smile, "It's not like fleeing, it's more like going on a picnic."

Guo Jia's heart skipped a beat, and she pulled the cotton coat covering her body, but there was no answer.

Yan Qing closed his eyes obediently, but amidst the sound of wind and snow beating and the noise of horseshoes, he said softly, "I'll leave it to you later."

"According to your instructions, people have been deployed at various passes and main roads. The surrounding people have been arranged to enter the city, and they are centralized and controlled on the grounds that there are chaotic parties in it. They are guarded by General Qi Wei's soldiers. Strict entry and exit. Even if there are people from the Xueyuan with malicious intentions mixed in, there is no need to worry."

People who have been dazed all this time suddenly wake up. On this winter day, where the wind and snow have just passed and the sun is shining high, it only reminds people of four words—return to light.

Hongying frowned even tighter. She didn't know why she was so sure, but she asked again, "How is Xijiang? I haven't received a letter from there for a while."

Guo Jia took a look at her, touched the stove in her hand, and saw that it was still warm, so she gave up, but she didn't forget to nagging Yan Qing, "Holding the stove is still so cold, like a person made of frozen stone. It’s not even warm. If the people under your hands are not thoughtful, I think you will freeze to death before you die of illness on the way.”

The two words that Guo Jia uttered softly were quickly blown away by the wind, but it made everyone who heard it tense.

He poured half a bowl of medicine from the medicine-filled water bag, warmed it up on the stove, stared at Yan Qing and drank it, and Guo Jiacai put a soft pillow behind her to persuade her to sleep.

Guo Jia sniffed, and said in a rough voice, "It's hard to get out of danger, and the weather is so good, we should let everyone rest."

Yan Zhongqi was silent for a moment, then drove the horse to the front, and stopped the carriage.

Guo Jia got back into the carriage, wrapped Yan Qing into a ball, put on a special mask for her to walk in the snow, and then half-lifted and dragged her out with Qiu Sang.

Yan Qing moved his hands and feet, which were almost immobile by the cotton-padded clothes, and smiled wryly.

Why is it wrapped up like this?
It's just that her words were still on her lips, but the moment she stepped out of the carriage and looked into the distance, she turned into a sighing smile, "It seems that my life should not end here."