Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 122 Closing
After Fu Xiuyun learned that Fu Mingjue was injured, he sent someone to take a look, but he just sat silently beside Ling Youyao's bed, his back stiffened, and he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

Mr. Li opened his lips. He was always eloquent, but now seeing Fu Mingjue like this, he couldn't say a word.

In the end, he had no choice but to salute, and quietly exited the tent.

I don't know how long Fu Mingjue sat like this, from late at night until early morning, and then in the evening, Yin Zhu came to persuade him, Jiang Liu and Sun Fuzhi all came to persuade him, but no one could persuade him.

He just sat there like this, his eyes were deep and dark, and there was no trace of emotion on his stern face.

In that indifferent silence, there was a trace of bloody hostility, which made him strange and vicious again.

Fu Mingjue has always been decisive in killing and attacking, not surprised by favor or humiliation, and has never shown such an expression as now.

Jiang Liu went back and forth, carefully opened the curtain and came in, his tone became softer and softer: "My lord, Your Majesty, please go over."

Fu Mingjue remained silent, he didn't even lift his eyelids, he just raised his hand to gently smooth Ling Youyao's slightly frowning brows.

Whenever I think of Ling Youyao's frightened and helpless eyes when she looked at him, it was like a blunt knife stirring back and forth in his heart, so that he would even make such crazy and unreasonable demands to Sun Fuzhi.

He thought he was probably really crazy.

The more you want to hide some things, the more you can't hide them.

She thought that after so many years, she would never think of it again, but she didn't want to come to this day.

Ling Youyao was afraid, and Fu Mingjue was also afraid.

It's just that one is afraid that he will die, while the other is afraid that the matter will be brought up again.

Jiang Liu stood aside, neither to persuade nor not to persuade.

After struggling for a long time, he still said: "Your Majesty, if you don't want to go there, your subordinates will go back for you. It's just that you haven't closed your eyes all day and night. If you continue like this, your body will not be able to bear it."

Fu Mingjue's eyes darkened slightly, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his lips: "What is he doing with this king?"

"Your Majesty didn't say anything, just let you go there."

Fu Mingjue lowered his eyes and looked deeply at Ling Youyao, his eyes were tender and yearning, and he said softly: "The left and right just want to ask what happened to the king at the top of the mountain, you just go back to him."

"If your majesty blames the crime, let him punish the king behind closed doors."

"My lord, are you really okay with this?"

Jiang blushed.

Fu Mingjue acted as if he didn't hear, stroked Ling Youyao's hair on the temples very gently, and said: "This king has not recovered from his serious injury, and the imperial doctor told him to rest."

"Yes, my subordinates understand."

Jiang Liu got the order, turned around and went out. Anyway, it was not the first time he had resisted the order. Who told His Majesty to indulge the prince?

Fu Xiuyun was not surprised to see Jiang Liu. Fu Mingjue's absence was expected, and he didn't intend to blame him. He just let the order go, saying that he was leaving for Beijing tomorrow.

Hearing the news of returning to Beijing, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

This autumn hunting is probably the most memorable and exciting autumn hunting for everyone.

In just ten days, from Lingling's concubine to Yuanwuwei's assassination, which one of these is not thrilling to watch?

Mingyue and Liang Wenyao died successively at the hands of Fu Mingjue, and He Luo was also arrested. The cancer left over from the previous dynasty was finally completely eradicated at this moment.

King Jing'an succeeded in rescuing him this time, and Fu Xiuyun's previous suspicions about him disappeared temporarily. After questioning the defense forces in the northern border as usual, King Jing'an embarked on the road back to Liangzhou.

Pei Ce went all the way to Futai Mountain before stopping.

"Okay, let's send it here."

Pei Jun was wearing silver armor, shining brightly in the sun, and his sharp eagle eyes were rarely softened. He said to Pei Ce, "Huanzhi, Beidi has changed frequently recently. As a father, I'm afraid I won't be able to return to Beijing for the New Year this year."

Pei Ce said carelessly: "It's not the first year you haven't returned to Beijing for the New Year, I've already gotten used to it."

The brows of the young man raised slightly, and the tear mole at the end of his eye added a bit of flair to him.

Pei Jun sighed deeply, and said: "I know how much I owe you these years, but the situation is like this, and there is nothing I can do as a father."

The three sons of the Jing'an Palace, the eldest son and the second son joined the army at the age of 14, and now they have become generals with modest achievements. However, Pei Ce was born at an untimely time and only stayed in front of his parents for five years before being sent back to the capital.

I thought it was just a temporary separation, but I didn't expect this separation to be 13 years.

Pei Ce has long been used to living a free life, but if he is alone for too long, he will feel lonely.

"You've said this hundreds of times, and it made my ears callous," the young man said indifferently, "you can stay in Liangzhou with peace of mind, and don't worry about me."

Seeing him like this, Pei Jun felt sore and unbearable, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

"Huanzhi, before my father came, your mother told me that you are not too young, and it's time to get married. If you have a girl you like, you can write to my father, and my father will go and ask His Majesty for you. .”

Pei Ce's gaze paused, and his expression suddenly dimmed, "Eldest brother and second brother are not married yet, how can I be ahead of them?"

"Your eldest brother and second brother are engaged in military affairs and cannot return to Beijing all year round, so the marriage has been delayed until now."

"Is it because I didn't join the army that I have to get married before them?" Pei Ce curled his lips and said, "If that's the case, then I'll go to Liangzhou with you!"

"You..." Pei Jun was at a loss for words for a while, and after a long time, he could only spit out the word "nonsense".

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Deputy General Jin who was waiting at the side came over to persuade him with a smile, "As expected, Ce is still reluctant to part with the general."

"If the northern border is peaceful in the twelfth lunar month, it is still possible for the general to return to Beijing this year for the New Year."

Pei Ce turned his head away unnaturally, and didn't speak, but he acquiesced to these words in his heart.

Pei Jun also came to his senses, and said, "Well, if I can get through this winter safely, I will return to Beijing to accompany you for the New Year as my father."

Hearing this, a smile finally appeared in Pei Ce's eyes, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "I see."

Vice-General Jin smiled honestly: "It's good to talk about it, it's getting late, General, it's time for us to set off."

"it is good."

Pei Ce watched his father leave, and only when he could no longer see anyone was there, did he look away reluctantly.

When he returned to the camp, he happened to see Ji Shuyu chasing after Cai Fuya, and couldn't help joking, "Ji Wu, what are you doing?"

Cai Fuya turned her head and glared at Ji Shuyu: "I'm going to see Youyao, you are not allowed to follow me anymore."

Ji Shuyu couldn't stop her, and didn't want to persuade her anymore, so he had to compromise: "Then you go, see if King Jing will let you in."

Cai Fuya didn't bother to talk to him, she carried her skirt and went to Ling Youyao's tent.

Pei Ce came over and said, "You care about her so much, why don't you go to propose marriage after you return to Beijing?"

Hearing this sentence, Ji Shuyu looked at him as if he had seen a ghost, "Huanzhi, are you confused? Which eye of yours sees that I care about her?"

"Two eyes."

Ji Shuyu silently looked away, and said leisurely: "She is the eldest daughter of the chief assistant's family. I am the son of a general, how can I be worthy of her?"

It was obviously a joking tone, but it revealed a bit of desolation.

Pei Ce knew that what he said was the truth.

(End of this chapter)