Dressed as a wicked peasant woman, she was doted on by a crippled husband

"Where is it better to move?"

Su Yuanyuan raised her eyes, and looked at the beautiful boy against the light, her eyes were serious.

"The capital."

At the feet of the Son of Heaven, even if there is a war on this continent, it will not be affected.

But Su Yuanyuan has never thought about moving her family to the capital city. She was born and raised here, has family and friends, and she has built up a family business with great difficulty, so why is she willing to do so? give up?
Seeing that she is still hesitant in this situation, Qi Fang is also a little anxious, now it is at a critical juncture, why doesn't she listen to persuasion?
All the frontier battle reports were sent to the capital one by one. His imperial sister wrote three urgent letters urging him to go back. His elder brother had already left yesterday, and he made it clear that he wanted to abandon this mountain city.

He really regarded Jiang Zhiyi as a friend, and he kindly reminded him because he didn't want to see him suffer.

Seeing that Su Yuanyuan was still obsessed with his obsession, Qi Fang was discouraged, and he couldn't be blamed for it.

Jiang Wenzheng came back very late that night. He took off his outer robe, sat on a stool and gently rubbed his roots. The black eyes showed his exhaustion at the moment.

Su Yuanyuan had just finished washing, brushing her hair and coming in from the outside, when she raised her head, she bumped into Jiang Wenzheng's dull eyes.

With a hoarse voice, he waved at Su Yuanyuan, "Yuanyuan, come here."

Su Yuanyuan didn't know why, Jiang Wenzheng sat at the table, the dim candlelight cast light and shadow on his face, and the man's outline became soft.

She walked up to him obediently, her exquisite figure looming under the gauze nightdress.

Jiang Wenzheng wrapped his arms around her, hooked her slender waist, and brought her to him.

Jiang Xuan has been surveying the situation outside for the past few days. There are already [-] troops of the Minbei tribe heading towards Mount Fushan.

If the speed is fast, they will arrive at the Mount Horsefly City in three days. At that time, there will definitely be a massacre in the Mount Horsefly City. I don't know how many dead souls there will be.

He was hesitating whether to stay and guard the Mount Fushan City, or to migrate to the south with his whole family.

Su Yuanyuan was overwhelmed by his depressed mood, so she could only gently stroke his back with her hands.

"what's wrong?"

She asked softly, but she clearly felt that Jiang Wenzheng seemed to have something to say, but she held back all the words as if she had some scruples.

Jiang Wenzheng raised his head to meet Su Yuanyuan's gaze, and finally replied in a flat-sounding voice, "It's okay, go to sleep."

In the middle of the night, Jiang Wenzheng secretly made a decision.

If this mountain city is breached, then the ten prefectures and eight counties will inevitably be breached one after another. At that time, the capital will definitely become the palm of the Minbei people, and where can they go even if they migrate.

Therefore, there must be someone to guard the Butashan City, but he also has to make plans for Su Yuanyuan.

Suzhou and Hangzhou are well-developed in commerce and protected by the Ganges River. It is difficult for wars to develop there. Besides, Su Yuanyuan always has so many weird ideas in her head. Going there will definitely allow her to develop and display. Fist chance.

With such calculations in his mind, he had already figured out how to retreat for Su Yuanyuan in a short period of time.

If he can defend this Mount Afly Mountain City, he will be able to enjoy peace for a period of time. If he cannot, he will wrap his body in horse leather and bury his body in a random place. It is really shameless to face the ancestors of the Jiang family.

The next morning, Jiang Wenzheng got up early and prepared breakfast for Su Yuanyuan. He stood by the table and waited quietly for Su Yuanyuan to wake up.

Until the hour of Chen, the sun hangs in the sky, the clouds are sparsely floating across the sky, and the air gradually becomes hotter.

As soon as he moved his ears, he heard soft rustling voices from the back room. He heard the sound and looked over, and saw Su Yuanyuan coming out of the back room wearing thin clothes.

The first thing she looked at was not Jiang Wenzheng, but the steaming porridge on the table and the food in the grate.

Su Yuanyuan had just woken up, so it could be said that she had no image at all, and she stretched out her little paws to grab and eat.

It's just that her hand was only halfway out before being photographed by Jiang Wenzheng's big hand.

She covered her hands pitifully, looking at the food on the table, almost drooling.

"Go wash up first."

Jiang Wenzheng spoke helplessly, but when he met Su Yuanyuan's eyes, he could only compromise.

He rolled up his sleeves, picked up a steamed bun and approached Su Yuanyuan.

Su Yuanyuan happily opened her mouth and bit it, her mouth full of meaty aroma.

Jiang Wenzheng thought about it for a while, and then slowly opened his mouth to explain the current situation to Su Yuanyuan, "The Minbei tribe may be attacking Mashan City in the next few days, so you take Ayi to hide elsewhere first, and I will let Jiang The second master bought you a small courtyard and a small shop in Suzhou, and you can make a living by doing some business there."

Su Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment, and her brain couldn't digest what Jiang Wenzheng said.

The Minbei people are coming to attack the city of Fushan, why should she take Jiang Zhiyi to Suzhou, and Jiang Wenzheng?
She stood there in a daze, "What about you?"

After he had thought about her and arranged everything for her, why was there no sign of him?
"Jiang Wenzheng, what do you mean?"

It was the first time for Su Yuanyuan to call him by his first name directly, her narrow eyes gradually dimmed, and even her voice became colder.

Jiang Wenzheng was suffocated for a moment, and even his throat was tight and painful.

"Yuanyuan, listen to me..."

Su Yuanyuan directly took off half of the steamed stuffed bun she was biting into her mouth, glanced at Jiang Wenzheng angrily, threw her hands on his head, turned around and left.

Jiang Wenzheng turned his head away in embarrassment, and clenched his hands helplessly.

He raised his eyes to look at the back of the woman leaving, and his heart seemed to be tightly held by someone.

And on the official road more than ten kilometers away, a small carriage staggered towards the direction of Mount Abashan City in the west.

The middle-aged man was sitting on the wooden plank in front of him and driving the carriage, and he looked extremely unshaven and scribbled along the way.

"Madam, you can see the children after passing that mountain."

Ye Han raised the whip in his hand, turned his head slightly to talk to the people in the carriage.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted from the inside, and a beautiful woman poked her head out from inside.

Her face was a bit sick, but when she saw the towering mountain in the west, the end of her eyes couldn't help but to show a faint smile.

"Hurry up, can't you?"

She coquettishly blamed Ye Han who was sitting outside driving the carriage. The horse was still the war horse from before, but it was walking slowly at this moment.

Of course Ye Han knew how she wanted to see the children sooner, but he was really worried about her health.