The reborn general girl is the emperor

Chapter 284
On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the wind and snow blew all over the city, and the gray tiles and floor tiles became all white.

Qin Zhen picked up and put down the embroidery stretcher in her hand, and frequently looked up at the door and the window.

"Since madam cares so much, why don't you go and see for yourself?"

Seeing her absent-minded and restless, Nanny Qi poured tea for her, "Go and see for yourself, it's better than waiting here worriedly for Chu Lan to reply."

Qin Zhen put down the embroidery frame, looked down at the unfinished painting on it, and shook her head, "You don't understand, she doesn't want me to see her like that."

Caressing the uneven embroidery surface, Qin Zhen twisted the thread and mended a few stitches, "I'm also afraid to see her."

After a few stitches, she put it down again and sat silently for a while.

"I'm afraid that after seeing her, I won't let her go again."

Taking a deep breath, Qin Zhen clutched the veil, raised her head and sighed, "If I want to stop her, she will listen to me. Just like her father, she will never force me, and just think about it on her own."

She seemed to think of something interesting, chuckled, but lowered her eyes again, "I don't want to drag her, and she shouldn't be dragged by me."

Cursing the corners of her lips, she let out a long sigh, as if she had figured it out, "That's it, just listening to her news and knowing that she is by my side is enough."

She spoke slowly, but the embroidered cloth was splashed wet.

Nanny Qi raised her hand and patted her on the back to comfort her, and changed the topic, "We have basically arranged things for the stove sacrifice and New Year's Eve, but there are still a few things that have not been settled on the first day of the new year, and Madam needs to go over them in person."

Qin Zhen nodded, and when she raised her head again, she was no different from before, only the corners of her eyes were slightly red and the pupils were slightly moist.After receiving the list from Nanny Qi, she was able to sit still again.

At least, this year, it can barely be regarded as a family reunion.

Qin Zhen thought so, but God failed to fulfill her wishes.

In the fifth year of Qianyuan, on the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, various ministries of Xueyuan assembled a large number of soldiers and horses and camped in the hinterland of Xueyuan, facing Jingcheng across the river.At the same time, they gathered heavy troops at Langkou Pass in the north, planning to attack the two cities at the same time.

The battle report of Langkou Pass arrived on the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, and it was already the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month when the Jingcheng battle report reached Yan Qing.

"Are you going to Jingcheng?"

Guo Jia looked at Yan Qing who was standing in the yard with his gun closed, eyes full of disapproval, "What about Beidi?"

"There are people guarding the North."

Yan Qing walked into the corridor with a gun in hand, stretched his muscles and bones, picked up the tea bowl on the table and drank it down, and smiled at her, "Don't worry, I'm not going to charge."

After taking the handkerchief and wiping his sweat, Yan Qing sat down at the table, "Jingcheng is located between the three cities, so we can know the latest battle situation as quickly as possible and make dispatches to the three cities as quickly as possible."

"I know."

Guo Jia frowned, still disapproving, "But as soon as you got better, you started working day and night upside down, and even put on armor to go into battle. To put it bluntly, I'm afraid you didn't drive Xue Yuan away, so you tired yourself out first." down."

Yan Qing sneered, raised the gun and walked back to the courtyard, swung the spear, and stood upright in the courtyard, his brows were calm, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, and his voice was slightly raised at the end, his voice was a bit ruffian, but loud , "I walked out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and I also climbed up the underworld. I am very familiar with the road before the gate of hell. The two guards said that they are not planning to accept me yet!"

Looking at the tall and straight gunmen in the yard, and listening to the ruffian's incoherent words, Guo Jia seemed to have seen that young general she had never seen before, who had not been studied by the court's dirty calculations, and who was full of vigor in the western Xinjiang desert.

She couldn't persuade this person, but when she was parting, she said, "Treasure."

Standing on the horse, Yan Qing bent over and rubbed the top of her hair, and said to her with a light smile, "I leave the red makeup to you. You are more convincing than me to reverse the case and rectify the name of the Ni family."

After Guo Jia nodded in response, Yan Qing straightened up and shouted, "Nihongzhuang!"

Hongzhuang stood beside Guo Jia, looked up at Yan Qing, "The last general is here."

"Miss Guo's safety is in your hands."

"The last general takes orders."

Hong Zhuang bowed her head to accept the order, but looked up at her after a while, "Take care."

Yan Qing grinned, he was free and easy that he hadn't seen for a long time, as if he was no longer tired of tedious things, and became a straightforward but cunning little general who only needed to go forward when his father and brother were still alive.

With heavy gazes falling behind her, both Hongying and Bailu nodded to her, silently assuring.

Hong Zhuang lowered her eyes and placed her hand on the long sword at her waist.

She should have been by her side, fought side by side with her, and lived and died with her.

Rubbing the hilt of the sword with her thumb, Hong Zhuang suppressed all emotions with her lowered eyes.

Yan Qing turned his head to look at the other person again, and cupped his fists respectfully, "For the reorganization of official ways in the North, I need your help."

"The general is serious. As the head of the Northern Land, I can do some practical things for the people of the Northern Land. It is my fortune to be able to share the worries of the General and Ms. Guo."

Zhang Hongfeng stood with his hands folded, and spoke respectfully and politely, but at the end of the sentence, he raised his head and smiled warmly, "Speaking of which, the general and I can be considered cousins. An older brother is not as capable as a younger sister, and he can't do much. Can help a little."

Seeing this cousin whom he had met only a few times, Yan Qing clasped his fists at him again, but the previous politeness and alienation were lost, and there were more jokes and casualness between siblings, "Then thank you, Cousin Hongfeng."

"Sister Qing is being polite."

Zhang Hongfeng also responded with a smile, his jokes mixed with seriousness, "You have me at home, so don't worry."

Yan Qing nodded with a smile, and looked up at the tower three miles away.

On the tower, Qin Zhen supported the battlements and looked into the distance.

She didn't see Yan Qing when he came back, nor did she when he left.

Not wanting, but not dare.

Tears scattered into the wind and were blown dry by the cold wind, leaving only red, swollen and dry eye sockets filled with a pool of desolation and sadness, imprinting the distant mountains and the people who disappeared at the foot of the mountains.

Tsing Yi tugged at her sleeve and stood aside, watching Yan Qing walk away, looked up at Qin Zhen who was silent, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say, so he lowered his head and pulled her Sleeves, quietly by her side, just like the many days and months when Yan Qing was not around.

At the corner of the tower, Yan Zhongqi stood with his back against the wall and hugged his chest, listening to the silent sound behind the corner, his eyes fell on the empty space.

Before Yan Qing left, he never went to say goodbye to Qin Zhen, nor did he discuss it with Qin Mang, but only went to him.

In fact, if she didn't say anything, she would protect Beidi and the people she wanted to protect.

But she did.

That meaning is different.

Yan Zhongqi raised his eyes, turned his head to look at the person who disappeared in the whiteness, thinking about the expression on Yan Qing talking to him that day.

Although she smiled, she was as lively as a child of her age, with slyness and teasing, but as soon as she spoke, people felt that she would probably never come back.

The term "Tuogu" may be inaccurate, but it is not bad.

That kid is about to lose his mind.

(End of this chapter)