Chapter 66: (one)

Wei Lan and Huan Heng went all the way to the north smoothly. Once they entered the realm of Youzhou, they were the Huan family's land boundary. Huan Heng immediately contacted the defenders of Baicheng and learned about the battle.
This is Di Jie’s biggest battle in recent years. The weather has been going well these years. Di Jie’s people have been well-trained, so Di Jie’s king thought about it and wanted to take this opportunity to win Youyun Ten in one fell swoop. Six cities, the Sixteenth City of Youyun included the entire Great Chu's defense line based on the natural risks of the Yangtze River. Once the Sixteenth City of Youyun was taken, there would be almost no natural risks to defend from Youzhou to Shengjing and Mapingchuan. With this kind of attention, Di Jie almost sent all 200,000 cavalry over. The Huan family has always been stationed on the northern border. The 700,000 army is not a big deal to the 200,000 cavalry. However, the bad things have been bad these years. The Huan family relied on the court too much and did not store grain, so after the court cut off the grain, the grain and grass had bottomed out within a month. Huan Song sold all the jewelry in the house at a high price to buy food, but for the 700,000 army, it was a drop in the bucket, so he didn't dare to go to war at all. He could only retreat and retreat. In less than a month, he had lost two in a row. city.
Wei Lan and Huan Heng were escorted by the Baicheng garrison, wearing the stars and wearing the moon. Within two days, they arrived at the forefront of Tusu City. Tusu City is one of the most critical cities. If they are captured, the Chu army will go up against the mountain. . Knowing that Tu Su City is so important, Di Jie put all the main force here, and Huan Song also issued a death order. Swear to defend Tusu City.
When Wei Lan and Huan Heng arrived, they heard the sound of killing outside the city as soon as they entered the city. For the past three days, the soldiers have been drinking water and porridge, but they have been attacked twice by Di Jie. In the third storm today, the soldiers had already been morale. In order to boost their morale, Huan Song actually led his troops to rush up.
Although the entire southern court was very jealous of Huan Song, the martial artist, Wei Lan must say that he is indeed a martial artist.
Unlike the lewd and treacherous emperor in the imperial court, Huan Song's ability to obtain 700,000 troops has a lot to do with his own efforts and integrity. He never thought of rebelling against the great Chu, and he has never been fond of soldiers. Parents and children, even their own son Huanheng, in front of the soldiers, there is no additional preferential treatment. It is not surprising that Wei Lan will lead soldiers out of the city to fight at such times.
However, as soon as he heard that Huan Song was on the battlefield, Huan Heng became angry, and he climbed up the tower with a spear, and said angrily: "He is looking for something for Laozi!"
Wei Lan followed him closely. Even on the battlefield, Wei Lan was still wearing a lake-blue white robe with a jade crown on her head, a long sword hanging from her waist, and wooden clogs. She looked simple and elegant. The battlefield is out of place.
As soon as she went up to the tower, a feather arrow flew over. Wei Lan pulled Huan Heng, who was rushing forward, into her arms, frowning and said, "What's the hurry."
"Then the old will go and find death, can I be in a hurry?" The soldier rushed up with a shield and protected Huan Heng Wei Lan to the front of the tower. Huan Heng was anxious to find Huan Song from the thousands of horses, and Wei Lan calmly The lieutenant on the side ordered: "Bring up the stones and the hot oil, and organize the soldiers to stand in their positions. They are up against the mountain, a group of cavalry, why are they afraid?"
Listening to Wei Lan's calm voice, Lieutenant Nan Lou immediately settled down. This white and pure Wei Shizi has always been a weapon to stabilize the military's mind. Although Marshal Huan and General Huan make people feel like a man with passion, but at this time, there is still a need for such a man who can plan tactics anytime and anywhere to stabilize the hearts of the people.
"The stones are being transported from the back, but now the city is in short supply of food, and hot oil is used, isn't it..."
"You don't need to worry about this," Wei Lan came from the front and had a countermeasure: "Today, you don't have to hide your own privates. All the saltpetre and hot oil will be brought in. You must be afraid of them on this day and return them to cultivate for a few days. it is good."
"Yes." Seeing that Wei Lan was confident, Nan Lou immediately responded. After Wei Lan ordered everything, she suddenly heard Huan Heng screaming, "Damn he is surrounded!"
Wei Lan looked up and found that Huan Song was indeed rushing too hard, unknowingly he had cut away from the main force.
There were a total of 230,000 defenders in Tusu City, including 130,000 infantry and 100,000 cavalry. When the opponent came with 100,000 troops, Huan Song took 100,000 infantry and 70,000 heavy cavalry. At this moment, the two sides are in a stalemate, and the Huan Family Army has already shown signs of retreat. Wei Lan frowned, and Huan Heng anxiously said, "I'll save him."
"come back!"
Wei Lan pulled Huan Heng back and said coldly: "You are on the tower, I will save it. Your Huan family father and son should keep one anyway."
"Alan..." Huanheng was a little flustered: "I'll go, the battlefield..."
"It's not like I've never been on it!"
Wei Lan shouted angrily, then turned to another deputy, Bai Yun, and said: "Call out all the remaining cavalry. I will go out first, and you will follow."
In Huan Song's situation, she couldn't wait for her to regroup before going out. Bai Yun and Huan Heng were stunned. They didn't know how Wei Lan would go out, they saw Wei Lan grabbing a bow and feather arrow from the soldiers behind him, and then they turned over and jumped off the tower!
"Wei Lan!!!"
Huan Heng leaned out abruptly, trying to grab the opponent, but saw that Wei Lan grabbed an arrow from the arrow frame and inserted it on the tower. The friction between the arrow and the wall slowed down the speed, and this The soldiers at the bottom of the time also spotted the man who had fallen into the sky. They raised their bows collectively and shot at Wei Lan. Wei Lan drew an arrow in the air, and jumped to the city wall once, and then quickly stepped down on the bumps and bumps of the bricks when the city wall was built.
In an instant, she had landed on a cavalry who had just rushed under the wall. When she fell, she stepped on the opponent's head and shattered the opponent's head directly. In that instant, she lifted He raised his bow and shot the first arrow far away!
Everyone was inexplicably shot by her arrow, but the Huan Heng South Tower and the others who stood on the tower were very clear. The arrow pointed directly at the direction of Huan Song who was surrounded by him. A soldier leaped at him, but Huan Song didn't notice it until the sound of arrows rain came from behind him, and the man behind him was shot to the ground!
Huan Song turned his head with a long knife, and saw a lake-blue, wide-sleeved robe walking towards the crowd like a crane in the sea of ​​blood.
She threw the small fan in her sleeve directly, and saw that the small fan was like a sharp blade, instantly cutting a person's head on the road, and then she jumped up again, raised her bow, and shot an arrow!
Every arrow was shot steadily on the soldier who wanted to pounce on Huan Song, and she herself was getting closer and closer to Huan Song.
Standing on the tower, Huan Heng stared at the two people on the battlefield while commanding him, his heart full of anxiety.
Those are the most important people in his life, and they are all in danger.
Huan Heng felt that his heart was beating so fast, and with Wei Lan, he was not worried that his father would have an accident. Since he met Wei Lan, he felt that Wei Lan has such a magical power, where she is. He has to worry about everything.
He didn’t know why, but he was afraid of her being injured. She was on the battlefield, like a lone crane, so scorching eyes and so beautiful. All the corpse mountains and seas of blood are her background, and the roar of drums is her movement. Stretching his sleeves, pulling the bowstring, the small fan flew out of his hand, and the sword flew out of the sword. This is the beauty of the flourishing age. These beauty made him so worried, he had never felt so scared.
He was afraid that she would not return, he was afraid that she would suddenly fall.
This is a strange emotion. Three years ago, she had fought with him countless times on the battlefield, but he was never worried, never scared, but he just felt that the shroud of Marge is also an honor.
But when he returned to the battlefield on this day, he looked at the beautiful and prodigious young man, and he had no such thoughts.
Smile to the city, smile to the drunk prince.
He just wanted to hold her to the high platform and watch her sing and drink; hide on the Lingluo couch and sniff her intoxicating fragrance.
He no longer treats her as a brother.
There has never been a moment for him to know so clearly that his own dirty and dirty mind.
Before returning to the north, he still felt that he was brotherhood mixed with love for Wei Lan. However, when he stood on this city wall, watching the man fighting on the battlefield, feeling his blood swelling and embarrassing his desires, he finally determined-what a brother.
The north is his land, he is the king of the north, the blood arouses his courage, the sword stimulates his desire.
He clenched his fist, resisted the urge to curse, and stared at the self-assertive person.
When she came to Huan Song, the arrows just ran out. She simply threw the bow, swept the sword, and protected a circle around Huan Song, and said with a smile: "Marshal, Wei Lan is late."
"It's the Lan boy here," Huan Song yelled while hacking people, "Han Heng is here too, right?!"
What kind of wonderful existence is a father and son who like to scold their father/son as the bastard?
Wei Lan gave a clear cough, and Huan Song resisted the soldiers back to back and said: "Here."
"Mom Lao Tzu thought he was going to die in Shengjing."
Huan Song was obviously very happy, and after taking a sip, he remembered: "How come you grow stronger?"
Wei Lan: "..."
Wei Lan doesn’t want to talk to Huan Song anymore, but Huan Song seems to feel that the crisis is over when he sees Wei Lan. While hacking people, he chats: "Xiao Lan, I told you that you will still wear a military uniform next time you go to the battlefield. Knowing that you wear a silkworm that is much stronger than our armor, can you think about the feelings of other people? You are already very good, even the battlefield is so coquettish, where do you put Huan Heng's face? In the future, you will marry a daughter-in-law. You hang out with him every day, and your mother looks better than him. Which girl do you want to see him?"
Wei Lan: "..."
I don't know why, she suddenly felt a sense of sulking that the cabbage she was growing was about to be held by a pig. She severely cut the person in front of her in half and splashed her face with blood. Huan Song didn't know why, and felt that there was such a chill coming up. He quietly looked back and saw Wei Lan smiled: "Marshal, there is no eye for swords and guns. It's better to concentrate on the battle."
"It's okay," Huan Song dead pig is not afraid of boiling water: "I was born on the battlefield, here I can fight with my eyes closed. It's been a long time since I saw you, I still miss you. Xiaolan, Sheng Jing is not fun Huh? The dog emperor made you disgusting, right? He won't give me money or food this time, hey, hey, when I finish this battle, go back and pull him down!"
Wei Lan: "..."
Huan Song babbled for a long time, and finally the reinforcements arrived. Di Jie finally couldn't hold it anymore. Seeing that there were so many cavalry out of the Huan family, he immediately decided to retreat. Wei Lan organized the army to return to the city. She was the last one to go back. She was the last one to return. As soon as she reached the door, she saw Huan Heng waiting for him. He was wearing a black robe with a golden crown on his head. Wei Lan's robe was stained with blood and hair. It was also a little messy. Seeing him neat and tidy, I felt relieved, and said a little tired: "A Heng."
Huan Heng rushed over and hugged her in his arms.
The person in his arms soothed his heart, he himself didn't know when this feeling became qualitative.
It seemed that from the time she decided to choose him, from the time she left Shengjing from the court for him, and from the time she gave up Xie Zichen for him, he felt that she belonged to him.
If he had never been before, he could still look at each other, but when she came, he could not do without her.
Because you have been happy, you can't lose it again, and it's too cruel to have it and lose it again.
He squeezed her tightly, his tone a little hoarse: "Alan, don't do this next time."
Wei Lan smiled slightly and patted his apostasy, "It's okay, isn't this what I'm used to doing?"
She had been protecting him on the battlefield before. However, Huanheng didn't let go. He trembled slightly and closed his eyes: "Alan, your life is mine. I don't allow you to do this again."
Hearing such words, Wei Lan felt a little grudge, but after another thought, it was just because Huanheng cared too much. Her life is always hers, not because of whoever says it belongs to.
Wei Lan sighed and said softly, "Aheng is not afraid, I will pay attention to it in the future, let's go back."
There are still many things to go back. After this battle, there was only one week of food left, and only three days left, and the medicinal materials had bottomed out.
The South Building was in charge of rectifying the wounded and clearing the battlefield, while Huan Song called both Wei Lan and Huan Heng over. When I entered, Huan Song was applying medicine, and only him and his concubine Ji Ruoshui were in the room. Ruo Shui is the woman he loves the most. He heard that there was a husband back then. Huan Song took a fancy to her, so he snatched it over. After so many years, Ruoshui finally became the one he trusted the most. A woman.
With no other people around, Huan Song lost his vigorous appearance, and his complexion was a little pale. Huan Heng couldn't help but frown as he walked in, and said stiffly, "What's wrong with you?"
"Little bastard," Huan Song chuckled, "I have been in Shengjing for two years, and it hasn't changed."
Huan Heng loosened his eyebrows and walked forward, observing Huan Song's injury and said, "What's the matter with you?"
"I can't do it anymore." Huan Song said casually. Huan Heng's complexion became stiff, and Huan Song sighed: "The doctor said that my body and bones can't fight anymore, and I must set off to Yaowanggu immediately. I don't know what to do. I’ll wait for you to come back as long as I go."
Huan Heng did not speak, and Huan Song was happy: "Hey, you have something to say."
"It's fine if you haven't died." Huan Heng finally spoke, and said directly: "You go quickly."
"Don't rush me," Huan Song was a little impatient, and said to Wei Lan, "I still have something to do. Xiao Lan, you use so much oil in the city. Tell me, what are you going to do? do?"
"You first adjust the grain from the side to last for two days, then give me five days, I will get grain from Huazhou."
"Huazhou?" Huan Song frowned. Behind the two states of Youyun is the Huazhou Plain, which is rich in resources, but the question is: "Will he give it?"
After all, it was the court's land, and most of the Huazhou official factions belonged to the Xie family. He knew that the two of them had kidnapped the fourth son of the Xie family from the past.
Wei Lan smiled: "If he doesn't give it, we will directly surrender to Di Jie."
Once the Huan Family Army surrendered to Di Jie, Huazhou was the first state capital to be attacked. Upon hearing this, Huan Song immediately said: "Impossible! Even if I starve to death, I will never surrender to Di Jie."
"Actually, there is another way," Huan Heng had a ruthless look in his eyes: "We can simply raise Di Jie's corpse and hold them back, and when we are full, we will kill them completely!"
Huan Song: "..."
He felt that the two wolf cubs were more disgusting than the other.
"No," Huan Song said immediately, "I don't eat human flesh."
"Marshal," Wei Lan couldn't help but smile: "If that's not the case, if I can get food from Huazhou, we won't eat human flesh, okay?"
"I will not surrender."
"Of course," a cold light flashed in Wei Lan's eyes: "The soldiers of Da Chu will always belong to Da Chu."
But it was this kind of determination that made the emperor and the clan too confident. If Huan Heng's method is really followed, the Huan's army uses war to support the war, then the Huan's army will no longer have any weakness, and the southern court really can no longer contain this wolf.
She is going back to the South after all. She sent Huanheng back, but it didn't mean that she would help Huanheng send the Northern Army out.
After understanding what she meant, Huan Song nodded, and said tiredly: "Go and prepare, I don't care about you young people. I have something to tell Aheng."
"Yes." Wei Lan bent down and leaned back.
After Wei Lan left, Huan Song turned his head and looked at Huan Heng. This is his son, his temper is exactly the same as his youth, but his little face is much more beautiful, probably because of his mother.
His mother was a person who was so beautiful that the mountains and rivers changed their colors. When he was young, he did not have his current status. When he first saw her, he couldn't help but robbed her and was chased by others for a month.
Fortunately, she was a submissive woman. After following him, she also confessed her fate. From then on, the husband and wife were in harmony, and until the birth of Huanheng, she died of labor.
That was the woman he loved the most, so although he later had Ji concubine and son scattered, Huan Heng was always different.
"After I go to Medicine King Valley, Youzhou and Yunzhou will be handed over to you."
"Ok."
"Although your cousins ​​were all sent away by me, the north is still unstable, and you are too young to hold it."
"Don't worry about so much," Huan Heng was a little impatient: "Hurry up and go to the doctor."
"So I arranged a marriage for you."
"Fuck...what?!" Huan Heng raised his head abruptly, his face was shocked, Huan Song coughed, and said with difficulty: "General Tang's daughter, Tang Nanlou's sister, Tang Mo, I was with you when I was young Growing up, do you remember?"
"Who?!" Huan Heng looked dumbfounded: "I don't remember."
"Smelly boy," Huan Song laughed, "You remember Wei Lan."
Speaking of this, Huan Heng became a little embarrassed and hesitated, "Um...Alan...it's different. Look, she doesn't even want the position of the son... just send me here..."
"What are you talking about!" Huan Song slapped over and smiled and said, "No matter how Wei Lan is a man, you compare her to a woman! No matter how good she is, she can be with you for a lifetime and can give you Have a baby?"
Hwanmatsu was originally joking, but Hwanheng who was drawn away did not yell like he used to. Hwanmatsu felt wrong instinctively, frowned, and then listened to Hwanheng said: "Father, she is a man, better than this. All women in the world are good."
"what did you say?"
Huan Song frowned, Huan Heng was a little nervous, squeezed his hands tightly, and said with difficulty: "I am not a brother to Alan. So Miss Tang's marriage..."
"Bastard!" Huan Song slapped him over. This time he used force and slammed Huan Heng to the ground. Huan Song coughed hurriedly. If Shui got up to give him comfort, Huan Song pushed Ruo Shui, cold. Channel: "Get out."
Ruo Shui was taken aback for a moment, pursed his lips, and then stepped back. Only the father and son of the Huan family remained in the room. Huanheng straightened up, knelt down, and Huan Song glared at him, "Do you know what you are talking about? Who is he Wei Lan? It is Chang Xinhou's son, a man. , You can’t find a place to go in bed!"
Hearing this, Huan Heng's face changed slightly, and he was ashamed and annoyed, and said angrily: "You speak more clearly!"
"Fart! You with a man, but I want to clean it up? And although Wei Lan is white and tender, is his mother a rabbit? You tell me clearly," Huan Song mentioned the whip: " Are you crushed?"
"Huan Song!!"
Huan Heng couldn't help it anymore, and roared, blushing and said: "She doesn't know anything, what are you talking about! Even if Wei Lan and I fall in love, we don't necessarily do these nasty things. You There are nasty things in your mind, you should hurry to the Medicine King Valley, I'll let you know, and leave the rest of you alone."
Huan Song was choked by Huan Heng. Huan Song has also heard of this kind of thing, but he never thought that one day it would happen to his son. He was so angry and angry that he wanted to go out and chop Wei Lan. Just want to split the two together. But after all, he has gone through life and death for so many years, and he also understands that the key issue is not here at all. It hasn't been long since he, and he will leave as soon as the grain and grass obtained by Wei Lan arrive. He also knew Huan Song’s temper, it was impossible for him to let Wei Lan go, so Huan Song turned a corner:
Okay, I don’t care, but there are a few things you have to do for me.

"Let's talk about it." Huan Heng said directly, "I can do everything I can."
"First, you can't be the one below."
Huan Heng: "..."
"Second," Huan Song narrowed his eyes: "You must marry Tang Mo and give me a grandson."
Huan Heng immediately said, "No."
"Fuck off!" Huan loosened angrily and kicked Huan Heng: "Do you know, I'm the only son left by you."
Hearing this, Huan Heng was stunned. He has never been close to the children born to those Ji concubines, but he also knows that besides himself, he still has an older brother and a younger brother. Although he had a vague impression of those two people, in his memory these two people worked with his mother almost every day to figure out him, but they were all dead?
"Dead." Huan Song's eyes were a little lost. After all, he was still his son: "You didn't come back in Shengjing, and there was chaos here again. Some moths in the army were about to move. One died on the battlefield a few days ago, the other died. In the house."
Huan Heng didn't speak, he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while. The man in front of him is much older. He looked at him with loving eyes and put his hand on his body: "A Heng," Huan Song's eyes were a little sad: "I'm leaving, your qualifications can't hold the Huan family. Military. Marry Tang Mo, General Tang will be your biggest backing, you can spread your wings to your heart's content."
"But... Alan..."
"She will return to Shengjing, silly child," Huan Song said with pity in his eyes: "She came to our north, only to use her military service to pave her way to the court. Only in the court can she stand upright. At the pinnacle, in the north, you have the right, that is the chaser, you have no right, and you can’t be reconciled. She is much smarter than you."
"She will not leave me..." Huan Heng said with difficulty: "She left everything about Shengjing and came to the north with me. She will not leave me behind."
"Even if she won't leave you behind," Huan Song sat beside him, and the two masters talked slowly like two brothers: "Can you leave the military power? I have run the Huan Family Army for more than 30 years, you Are you going to hand it over?"
"Huan Heng," Huan Song seemed to be a little tired: "If you don't marry Tang Mo, I won't hand over the Huan Family Army to you. I don't want to kill you."
"Father," Huan Heng felt a little uncomfortable, his heart suffocated, and he gasped and said: "In your heart, am I very useless?"
"Why?" Huan Song had a smile in his eyes: "You have always been my best son, just A Heng. You sacrificed too much for Wei Lan. If you were in the barracks two years ago, I will take you to build Prestige, so today you will not fall to the point where you need to be supported by nepotism. But if there are no people in the army now, even if there are my subordinates, they may not be satisfied with you. You know, the military camps are all shot out. Yes, you are just a little general now."
"It's not that you are bad, it's that I'm too useless," Huan Song sighed, "I can't hold it anymore."
Huan Heng didn't speak, his eyes were sore, and he stood up and said, "I think about it."
"Aheng," Huan Song stopped him, and said calmly: "I snatched your mother back. Whatever the man in our Huan family wants, I snatched it back. You married Tang Mo, it has nothing to do with Wei Lan. If she doesn't want to be with you, just let her be with you; if she wants to return to Shengjing, you will tie her with an iron chain; if she really returns to Shengjing, you will her back from Shengjing. As long as you are powerful, you are capable."
"But if you have nothing," Huan Song said indifferently: "Then you can only wait for her love. But Aheng, why did she leave everything to the north? Because of you? No, she just knows too well, if you are pressing With us, I found a way to provide food. From then on, the Northern Army is really just the Huan Family Army. This is too dangerous for her a Southern aristocrat. She gave up her life to send you over, but she wanted to You accept this kindness and wait for her to return south to Shengjing. My Huan family will be her most solid support on the Qingyun Ladder."
"No..." Huan Heng's voice was difficult.
Huan Song didn't want to disturb this son's dream, but he still wanted to speak.
"If it is not, then she should support you to fight for war. This is the best choice for my Huan family. I just say, I don't want to. I always rely on the court. It's my weakness to the court. I don't want to fight. I am not the same as the dog emperor. I am a subject of Da Chu. I don't want to fight with the old emperor and let the beasts in the north benefit."
Huan Heng didn't reply, he straightened his back and clenched his fists. Huan Song didn't force him, and said indifferently: "You go and think about it."
"Son retires."
Huan Heng said hard, then turned and left.
While the two were talking, Wei Lan finished writing the memorial of "surrender without giving food" in the house and handed it back to the special military station. Then he began to pack his luggage, planning to set off for Huazhou.
Maid Bai Zhi walked in, packed her things, and then said: "Has the son raised an eagle?"
"Eagle?" Wei Lan never thought that this new maid was so enthusiastic, so she came up to talk to her. Bai Zhi pursed her lips and smiled, took out a sachet from her arms, held it in her hand, and said, "Master Xie asked the slave to hand it over to the master, saying that with this sachet, you can see the eagle."
"Master Xie?" Wei Lan raised her eyebrows. She never thought that Xie Si's hand stretched so long. She glanced at the sachet and saw that the material was indeed the satin unique to Xie Zichen's name. She held it in her hand and said with a smile, "What else do you have to say?"
"The son said that if Shizi Wei comes to Huazhou to collect grain, he will welcome him by sweeping the couch."
Wei Lan laughed and looked at the sachet in her hand. For some reason, she remembered Xie Zichen's always calm and cold face, she couldn't help feeling that it was so cute.
"He even thought of me going to Huazhou, he knew me very well." Wei Lan raised her eyebrows: "Tell your son, prepare a thin bar."
"Yes." Bai Zhi didn't dare to look up, feeling that this person was the same as her own master, with a flash of light on her face, and she was about to blind her.
When the two of them had almost packed their salutes, Huan Heng came to the door of Wei Lan and saw Wei Lan's package. He said, "Go to Huazhou?"
"Yeah." Wei Lan nodded: "I will leave it to you in the city."
With that, Wei Lan picked up the package and walked out. When she passed by, Huan Heng grabbed her. Wei Lan turned her head, raised her eyebrows, and Huan Heng opened her mouth, but said nothing.
"What's the matter?" Wei Lan gave a gentle gaze, looking at the person in front of him who looked like a panic little beast: "I have to hurry, is there anything important?"
"My father..." Huan Heng said hoarsely, "Want me... to marry Tang Mo..."
Hearing this, Wei Lan was stunned for a moment. There was too much in her heart for an instant, but she couldn't speak.
"Shizi," Bai Zhi said calmly next to him: "Military situation is urgent, let's go to Huazhou first."
Wei Lan came back to her senses. She didn't know how to deal with such a thing for a while. For the first time, she had the urge to flee and said with difficulty: "A Heng, I will go to Huazhou first, and I will discuss this matter when I come back."
After speaking, she turned around a little embarrassed, and the jade-like silk slipped away from Huanheng's hand.
He didn't pull her hard, he didn't dare to pull her hard.
He was standing on the promenade alone and saw the man drifting away. There is little rain in the north, but the first rain in autumn still fell. He saw that the man lifted his sword and disappeared deep in the corridor, and the autumn rain was hitting the yellowing leaves closely, as if it had fallen in his heart, and it hurt like a needle.
Alan.
He looked at the direction in which the man disappeared, and he didn't know why, but great sadness surged.
Why can't I give him a response, a reply, let him be firm, let him turn around and go back, and then told his father that he would not marry Tang Mo. He didn't want this Huan family anymore, he didn't marry Tang Mo.
But why is this person so decisive? Why doesn't this person ask more questions?
When she accompanied him to the north, he was full of joy. This joy gave him delusions and desires he shouldn't have. He began to want to keep her, he began to want this gentleness to belong to him forever.
But when he had such an idea, he found that the original joy has turned into anxiety and urgency.
His Alan has always been a prodigal, wandering around like the wind.
Wei Lan came out of Tu Su City and took the people on the road to Huazhou. Her mind was blank, and what Huan Heng said in her mind was that he wanted to marry Tang Mo.
He wants to marry Tang Mo, what about her?
An absurd idea flashed in Wei Lan's mind.
Probably it has become a habit to guard a person. When that person has one more person next to him, he can't help but feel a little hurried. If Huan Heng belongs to Tang Mo, she is a woman, what qualifications do she have, and how to treat him better?
They are not real brothers, and she is not a real man. When two people get older and want to spoil that person for a lifetime, what else can be done besides husband and wife?
However, if it is a couple...
For some reason, Wei Lan suddenly remembered the shadow of Xie Zichen in her mind. When they were still studying, Wei Lan often drank with Wang Xi at night. When they came back, she watched the light in the room and opened the door, and she would see Xie Si wearing a white shirt and wearing a casual dress. A black robe, kneeling and sitting right next to the slip. His jade crown was removed, his long hair fell behind him, and his pale and cold facial features were somewhat warm under the lights. Hearing the sound of her opening the door, he raised his head, his eyes calm and indifferent, and asked, "I'm back?"
At that time, when she was drunk, she often had the illusion for a moment, that this was what she looked like after marriage. She was fighting and fighting in the field, then opened the door, and she could see the person calmly and calmly under the candlelight.
Everything will be quiet because of this, and she will remove her armor and smooth her wings.
The sudden thought caused Wei Lan to be in a trance for a moment. At this moment, an eagle hovered in the sky. Wei Lan stretched out her hand, and the eagle landed on Wei Lan’s wrist. Wei Lan held the reins and moved from the eagle. Take down the letter and open it. It is Xie Zichen's consistent and correct handwriting.
"It's cold and the road is slippery, the grain and grass are ready, Wang Jun walks slowly at the Huazhou boundary marker."
Seeing this, she didn’t know what was wrong. Her irritated heart was wiped out. Wei Lanlang laughed. She didn’t have the habit of letting men wait for her. With this letter, she even pushed forward to Huazhou. Rushed over.
And when Wei Lan rushed to Huazhou, Xie Tong put a cloak on Xie Zichen, a little dissatisfied: "My son, since the son is coming to Huazhou, what are you so anxious for?"
"I'm not in a hurry." Xie Zichen said calmly, glanced at the person who was still packing, and said coldly: "Hurry up."
Xie Tong: "..."
His master's ability to talk wrong has really remained the same for many years.
Xie Tong slandered in his heart, and went out with Xie Zichen, rushing directly to the junction of Huayou two states. Xie Zichen's horse was furious, and Qiu Yu fell on him, and he didn't even know. Xie Tong couldn't help it anymore, and said: "My son, you say you are anxious and you are anxious, don't you just want to see her? Is there anything wrong to admit. You are so bored, and you will suffer sooner or later!"
Xie Zichen didn't speak. After Xie Tong finished speaking, he felt a little hairy in his heart. He glanced at Xie Zichen carefully, but saw that he raised his head and saw a hovering eagle in the sky.
When Xie Tong thought Xie Zichen could not speak, he suddenly spoke.
"Yes," he said, "I miss her."
If you don't see it for a day, you think like crazy.
The author has something to say:
[When the old man knew that his son liked Wei Lan]
(Xie Mansion)
Xie Jue: What? Do you like Wei Lan? Which Wei? Which Lan? Which Wei Shizi I know?
Xie Jue: Really? What is it? This is a man, you know? My Xie family is full of Tsinghua University, so you will be ashamed of my Xie family?
Xie Jue: Forget it, I can't control you... I'll just ask you, you are on the top, right?
(Royal Mansion)
Wang Qing: Xi'er, do you like Wei Lan? Hmm...it's pretty good, bring it back, I don't have any comments.
(Lin Mansion)
Lin Xun: Do you like Wei Lan? ! ! I disagree, I absolutely disagree! ! Unless I die, Wei Lan will never enter my Lin's door! No, Che'er, you mean Wei Lan? Um... get the doctor! ! Che'er, it's easy to get hemorrhoids after being here for a long time. I just ask you, which man are you his?
(emperor)
Emperor: Chenger, do you like Wei Lan? ? Well, it's beautiful, not bad.
at night.
The emperor: Summon Wei Shizi into the palace, since it is OK with my son