The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 488 One-armed General (2)
The black shadow's aura remained undiminished, and it lit up the gold medal in Liang's hand. Fanhua couldn't understand what it was, but Yuan Chu was extremely surprised. He rushed forward to greet the person, and said anxiously: "Generalissimo, is it you? It's so late Already, Your Majesty has rested, you are..."

The black image had never heard Yuan Chu's words, and the rough voice that had been crushed by the wind and sand in the northern border said coldly: "Go and report to His Majesty, saying that Bai Yue is asking to see you."

It's not a tone of discussion, but a notice, asking Yuan Chu to obey his orders, just like the marshal's usual style on the battlefield, which cannot be discussed.

But after all, this is the imperial palace, not the battlefield in the northern border. No matter how capable Bai Yue is, he should never override His Majesty and order the imperial guards to lead with such an attitude.

When Yuan Chu was the emperor's personal guard, he worked with Bai Yue for a while, and knew that the generalissimo was the emperor's third uncle, who was from the Bai family and had a prominent reputation, so he could not use force.

Just as Xiaozhi was about to continue persuading him affectionately, an indifferent voice came from the slant: "After so many years, my temper has not changed. It is already night, and the child is not in good health, can't you wait in peace? My nephew is also very distressed, and will definitely shut you down."

Yuan Chu naturally knew whose voice it was. Ever since he entered the palace, the Medicine King of Beijun had never slept in the middle of the night. The Black Armored Army reported to him several times. Worried about the empress's health, it's fine if the North County Medicine King can't sleep, he can see the empress at any time.

Seeing that the King of Medicine of the North Commandery had actually spoken out against Generalissimo Bai Yue, Yuan Chu was in a daze, worried that the Generalissimo's temperament might lead to a fight.

But when Yuan Chu took a step and was about to stop between the two of them to be on guard at any time, he saw the violent-tempered Generalissimo Bai Yue took off his cloak and hat, revealing a rough and handsome face, just like the constant wind and sand in northern Xinjiang. , staring fixedly at Beijun Medicine King.

However, the strange thing is that Marshal Bai Yue pursed his lips, and he really didn't make any more noise, nor did he mention asking to see His Majesty immediately.

"If you have nowhere to go, you might as well follow me." Beijun Yaowang stood with his hands behind his back, as if he had decided that Bai Yue would not mess around.

The two stared at each other in the night, undercurrents surged.

Yuan Chu was overwhelmed by everything in front of him. Looking closely at their faces, they looked five or six points alike, and suddenly remembered that the two should be brothers...

Marshal Bai Yue remained silent, staring at Beijun Yaowang with his ruthless eyes: "Are you still qualified to come back?"

Although his words were inexplicable, he was walking towards Beijun Yaowang, his riding boots rubbed against the ground, making a heavy sound.

Yuan Chu didn't know what they were going to do. Listening to the conversation between the two, the relationship between the brothers was not very good. He was worried that they would fight, so he intended to follow. Beijun Yaowang seemed to have guessed his mind and said to him: "Commander Yuan, You do your patrol, as usual. We will walk around as we please, and we will not make trouble for you."

Yuan Chu hurriedly replied: "Yes." This is what the emperor said to him, and their nephew and uncle are considered to be in the same mind.

Seeing the two walking towards the long corridor behind Qingxin Hall one by one, Fan Hua, who had watched the play for a while, suddenly said, "It's so strange, there are weird people here."

After Yuan Chu heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he glanced at the empty bowl on the steps, Jiuming Mao was sure he wasn't surprised?Who else dares to sit on the steps of Qingxin Hall and eat the emperor's supper in the middle of the night, except for the little kitten?

Fan Hua didn't notice any difference in Yuan Chu's eyes, she was still staring at the distant Marshal Bai Yue, and suddenly widened her eyes and exclaimed: "Ah, he has no hands!"

"..." Yuan Chu's scalp was numb from Fan Hua's screams, and he hurriedly stopped her: "Little cat, if you bark again, His Majesty will be angry! There is no good food left!"

Fanhua quickly covered his mouth, not daring to say a word.

Yuan Chu sighed, Bo Xiang put the Nine Lives cat in front of the emperor, his heart is really big enough, if it is someone else, who can rest assured?

Seeing that Fanhua stopped bluffing, and Yuan Chu's gaze followed the Beijun Yaowang brothers, General Bai Yue must have felt hot, so he took off his cloak, revealing his shiny armor, adding a bit of majesty to the cold , the fly in the ointment is that his left sleeve is empty——

Yes, the whole Great Qin, and even the world of Kyushu knew that Bai Yue, the Great Marshal of the Great Qin, was a one-armed general.Therefore, Yuan Chu was not surprised.

It's just that since that Princess Rongchang entered the Great Qin Palace, so many legendary figures have appeared one after another, regardless of the time and priority, Yuan Chu really can't tell what kind of changes will happen.The years in the palace were turbulent like never before, and he knew that he couldn't avoid it, but he also vaguely expected some earth-shaking changes.

When Jun Zhi returned to the side hall, he saw his wife standing by the window with a cloak covering her shoulders.

The moonlight is pleasant. Looking through the hollowed-out windows, there is a unique scenery. Compared with the south of the Yangtze River, the moonlight in the Central Plains is slightly different. Even the distance between the sky and the earth seems to have changed.

Jun Zhi has been to the south of the Yangtze River, and has lived in the Central Plains for a long time, so her thoughts can follow her heart.

He purposely stepped heavily, not wanting to frighten her by appearing suddenly, Bai Lijing really heard the noise and turned her head to look over.After these days of recuperation, her body has recovered a lot, and her face is rosier than before.

"Your Majesty is back?" She smiled at him, her brows were soft, she lost a lot of youthful vigor and arrogance, more introverted and calm as a mother, and there were some delusions that the monarch couldn't see through.

However, no matter how confident and fearless Jun Zhi is, her willingness to live and give birth to a child is already the greatest favor to him.Just like she is standing by the window at this moment, waiting for him tenderly, this is something Jun Zhi never dared to think about in his previous years.

Therefore, even for a moment to warm his heart, Jun Zhi would rather ignore those incomprehensible confusions.He walked towards his wife and hugged her from behind: "My dear, it's so late, why are you still awake?"

"Your Majesty isn't here, so I can't sleep well." The answer from the man in his arms ironed Jun Zhi's heart, and the corners of Jun Zhi's lips were stained with a smile, but the supper brought by Fanhua flashed through his mind...

He leaned over to kiss her cheek and ear, and said with a smile: "I'm back, I'll take you to sleep, huh?"

"En." Bailijing did not refuse his hospitality, and let Jun Zhi hold her horizontally, carefully placed her on the dragon couch, undressed her, hugged her again, and gently patted her to sleep .

"Is the child good? Did you vomit again after I left?"

Bai Lijing smiled: "The miracle doctor said that the child is still young, so he doesn't know if he is good or not, and he vomited a few times. It is much better than yesterday, so it must be good?"

Jun Zhi stroked her hair from top to bottom, lowered his head, and sprayed his breath on her neck: "Jing'er, I hope you will have a son."

Bai Lijing looked up at him, feeling amused: "Your Majesty said, whether it's a son or a daughter, His Majesty likes them all."

(End of this chapter)