Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 500 I only want my son to be good

Although Han Qianfeng drank a lot, he was not drunk. Hearing her words, he suddenly raised his head. The astonishment in his eyes made Nan Wangfei even more uneasy.

Ask him, "What did you say to him?"

Han Qianfeng avoided her anxiety, and his eyes fell on the cup.

"It's nothing, just ask him to lead the army to help Daliang attack Zhou, maybe he is afraid that he will not see you after leaving home for too long, so he asked this question."

Princess Nan didn't believe it, and her intuition told her that something must be hidden from her.

Han Qianfeng had something to do, but not only did he keep it from her, even the emperor and Queen Mother Zheng didn't know about Han Ming's life experience.

He can't say it, even until the day he dies.

Having said that, Han Ming has nothing, and he has nothing.

The revered Nanwang Mansion collapsed when he came here.

Are you counting on Han Lin, that dandy who can't support the wall?

"Okay, tired, go back and rest."

Han Qianfeng fell into a deep sleep after lying on the couch, while Han Ming suffered from insomnia until dawn.

He didn't think that Han Qianfeng said what he said last night just to threaten him, in fact, he guessed right.

In the evening of the next day, the imperial decree was issued, ordering him to set off in three days, with Ning Yao and Yang Yi accompanying him.

The days of parting passed quickly, but Han Ming felt that it was very slow. He didn't want to stay in the palace, and he didn't want to live in a depressing and suffocating atmosphere.

He had already made up his mind to stay in Dazheng to repay the kindness of his upbringing, but Han Qianfeng kept forcing him.

Just because he doesn't say anything, doesn't mean he doesn't understand. His tyranny makes him want to escape.

He is a citizen of Da Zhou, but he was raised in Da Zheng.

If he leads the army, I will be sorry for Da Zhou.If you resist the order, I'm sorry Da Zheng.

Go out and go out, it's better than others, at least he can reduce some killings.

He even had the determination to die, since he was in a dilemma, he would use his life to pay back.

Han Ming began to regret that he had met Ling Yue.Not only can't be her reliance, but also let her bear the sadness of gaining and losing again.

Touching the red coral bracelet on his wrist, the sockets of his strong eyes were faintly red.

Taking a deep breath, he rolled up his sleeves and entered the small kitchen.

An hour later, he went to invite Princess Nan.

The mild and smiling eyes made Concubine Nan's heart feel sore, and she will leave tomorrow, this trip is very difficult and dangerous, she is reluctant to part with it.

"Mother, you said that day that you wanted to eat the meals made by your daughter-in-law. The daughter-in-law said that the baby is powerless now, but the meals can still be prepared, but the baby can't guarantee whether he can eat them."

Concubine Nan was amused by him, her son made it with his own hands, no matter how unpalatable she would swallow it.

Han Ming gave her a piece of fish, and Nan Wangfei was full of praise after tasting it.

"Is it really good?"

"Of course! When did Ming'er learn this?"

"I learned it in Dazhou, and every time Yue'er complained that it was unpalatable."

In fact, he had tasted it before serving it, and it was not difficult to swallow.But she seriously said that it was unpalatable, so he couldn't help but believe it.

But when he was about to remove those, she stopped him again, still serious.As long as my brother cooks what I say, no matter how unpalatable it is, I have to give face.How could he bear to force such a caring little sister?I had no choice but to study hard and practice hard when I had the opportunity, until one day I found out that Ah Yun was also secretly studying the recipes, and he didn't give up.

That kid has a weird temper, but he is good at caring for her.Han Ming thought to himself, if he really died on the battlefield, he should be relieved.

"Ming'er? What are you thinking?" Princess Nan noticed something strange and couldn't help asking.

Han Ming smiled back, only saying that he was leaving tomorrow, and he didn't know when he would see her again.

This made Nan Wangfei's eyes linger with sadness, but a man's ambition is everywhere, after all, he has to experience some experience. Her son has always been excellent, no matter where he goes.

Before dawn the next day, Han Ming opened the door in military attire, only to see Princess Nan already waiting in front of the door. The bleak autumn wind was blowing her hair, and the tired eyes flashed across his eyes, which made his eyes wet.

Concubine Nan didn't speak, she stepped forward silently to help him tidy up the armor, and took out a peace talisman from her sleeve and tied it on his body.

"Although this trip must be safe, it's more reassuring to wear this." She raised her head and smiled at him, hiding her trembling hands under the veil, "There are no eyes on the battlefield, just do your best, I just want my son to be well." !"

She tried her best to make her voice sound calm, but it was just the opposite. She was still choked up in the wind, so she could only laugh at herself: "When you get older, you tend to be sad, and it sounds like parting life and death. Okay, let's go."

Han Ming nodded. For some reason, looking at her tearful eyes, he felt extremely sad.

Immediately knelt down in front of her and kowtowed: "Mother, take care!"

Nan Wangfei supported him with trembling hands, wiped her tears from her side, before she calmed down, she was hugged tightly by him, and when she looked up, he had strode away.

As soon as Han Ming arrived outside the mansion, he heard Han Ruoying's voice behind him: "Brother, wait for me!"

Han Ruoying didn't care about Han Qianfeng's dignified and steady confession all day long, so she rushed over with her skirt in hand.

"Ruoying."

"Yes, yes." Han Ruoying stuffed the safety talisman that had been carried all the way into his hand: "Fortunately, I made it in time, brother, you fight hard, and I'm at home!"

Before he could speak, he pulled him aside: "If you see Ah Yun, capture him and make him my husband!"

The sorrow of parting suddenly turned into a speechless question. Han Ming rubbed her hair and swallowed the words on his lips. He only told her to be sensible and obedient, and take good care of her parents.

Ning Yao rode forward: "My lord, the army is ready to go, shall we set off?"

He said goodbye to Han Qianfeng last night, and Han Ming didn't know what to say when he saw him again, so he tightened his grip on the reins, turned his horse's head, and rushed to his battlefield.

Han Ruoying kept waving at his back, and when she couldn't see him, she lowered her head and turned back. Suddenly bumped into someone, and she shrank her neck just as she was about to scold him.

"Father."

Han Qianfeng didn't know when he got here, he didn't say anything, he just looked at the direction where Han Ming disappeared.

Big week.

Ye Zhaolin was dead, the crisis in General Wu'an's Mansion was lifted, Xue Ping rushed to Hengcheng non-stop, and the capital began to have new turmoil.

The officials who originally supported Ye Zhaolin quickly stopped watching, turned to Ye Shijing and Ye Liyou respectively, racking their brains to show favor to the new master.

The few who did not express their positions, such as Ling Lie, Guan Yunhuan, Zhang Bin, etc., seemed to be extremely out of the group, but because of their pivotal status, they also became the targets of the two princes competing for coercion and lure.

On this day, Ling Lie waited for Guan Yunhuan outside the Hall of Qinzheng to celebrate the old father-in-law's birthday together, but after waiting for a stick of incense, he still couldn't see him.

Back to the main hall, there is no one there, which is strange.

"Ling Xiang, are you waiting for someone?"

Seeing that it was Qian Jin, Ling Lie asked him, "Have you seen Guan Yunhuan?"

Qian Jin smiled mysteriously, lowered his voice and said: "The Third Highness has something to talk to Guan Yushi."

Ling Lie cursed secretly in his heart, how many times he told him to keep a distance from Ye Shijing and Furong Palace, but he still couldn't prevent it!
His expression became serious. He was really worried that if his uncle was overwhelmed by old feelings and made wrong choices, even he would be implicated.Is that one from Hengcheng a fuel-efficient lamp?
But it's no wonder he, except for a few people, who would know that the current emperor has a son?
Qian Jin bumped him with his elbow, his small eyes were both obsequious and sincere: "Mr. Ling, don't wait and see, no accidents, the future of the world in Da Zhou belongs to His Highness the Third Highness."

(End of this chapter)