Chapter 243: Late night war report

Princess Yunle finally chose a different surnamed king, Pingnan Wang Shizi Xue Xun, as the horse. King Pingnan has 30,000 soldiers in his hands and guards the southwest all the year round. It is the royal prince who has the closest family roots to the royal family. It was not unexpected that the Queen Mother chose his son.
Nie Wushuang listened to Yang Zhi's obituary and smiled slightly: "The Queen Mother finally got what she wanted."
Yang shook his head straight: "Yu Nu's humble opinion, I'm afraid that the Queen Mother's move is not beautiful. Putting a wild horse on a beautiful network can't change his nature. Pingnan Wang's nature is not tame. I am old, but after three dynasties, I have always been loyal to the royal family. Even now, even if I marry my queen mother, I am afraid it will not help the queen mother. It will only deepen the suspicion between the empress and the queen mother. "
Nie Wushuang stunned: "Let's go with her. No one can stop what the Queen Mother wants to do."
At the end of March, Ying Guo was gradually blooming in spring, and good news came from the reinforcements to support Qi. The Qin Army was short of food, and the continuous spring rain caused malaria in the Qin Army from a long distance. The combat effectiveness of the Qin Army was greatly reduced. Yerutu had to tighten his front. And Xiao Fengqing has been helping all the way, has arrived in Quzhou City, and then go to "Qixiaguan" to reach the meeting between Youzhou and Gu Qinghong, and the daily news has filled Xiao Fengyun with spring breeze.
One day he came to the "Yonghua Temple", where he had a rare leisurely and lethal Nie Wushuang playing the piano. Nie Wushuang answered with a smile, and the sound of the piano was relaxed, like the clear spring water, and he became tired.
Nie Wushuang twisted the strings lightly, and looked up inadvertently, but found out that Xiao Fengxi had fallen asleep on the soft couch. She slowly walked to his side and saw Qingjun's face slightly frowning during his sleep, and there were two faint shadows under his eyelids. She knew that in the past few days, she had taken care of everybody and worried about 30,000 reinforcements, so she couldn't sleep well.
Nie Wushuang looked for a moment, and stroked his eyebrows lightly, smoothed his frowning brows, and took a thin cap to cover. She was about to turn away, and a strong hand grabbed her arm.
Nie Wushuang turned his head and smiled slightly: "The emperor didn't fall asleep."
Xiao Fengxuan's eyes did not open, she pinched her in her arms, and slowly said: "I was really asleep just now."
Nie Wushuang fell on his chest and smiled, "The emperor must have been awakened by the courtier."
Xiao Fengyi looked for a comfortable posture and hugged her in her arms. Then she opened her eyes, with a smile in her eyes: "Just now I feel like there is a feather on my face. Are you peeping to sleep?"
His gaze fixed on her, and Nie Wushuang froze in his heart, and lowered his eyes: "Chen Ye just felt that the emperor frowned when he slept, so he wanted to smooth the emperor ..."
Before she could finish, he had kissed her red lips gently. The tangy ambergris is light and long. Nie Wushuang is imprisoned on a small soft couch, only to feel that the whole world is suddenly narrow. Xiao Fengyi kissed for a while, then let go of her.
He held her in his arms, his eyes relaxed: "Frown frowns because there are so many indecisive things. I often think about when I can be free and worry-free, even if it's a moment of joy. But I don't seem to think about it A moment like this. "
Nie Wushuang's strange pity was in his heart: It turned out that as the supreme five-year supreme, he was always unhappy.
She smiled suddenly: "It turns out that emperor troubles."
Xiao Fengxun caressed her ink, and smiled: "If you are not worried, aren't those officials going to start to feel uneasy? I thought I followed a fainting monk."
Nie Wushuang looked at the newly emerged willow branch outside the temple, and said with emotion: "I don't know when I will be able to live comfortably, or rafting on the lake, and walking in the mountains. Or go to the desert steppe to see the wind blowing the grass The scenery of cattle and sheep is present. Does the emperor think that Chen Ye's idea is strange? "
Xiao Fengxuan looked at the vague longing on her face, and smiled: "Although I can't promise you to go immediately, but in my lifetime, I will definitely take you to see."
Nie Wushuang looked up suddenly: "Really ?!"
"Nature is true. Did you forget the bamboo house that you took to see when you were in autumn hunting? I often think that if I was not born in the emperor's house or an emperor, I must be a hermit who likes landscapes. I drink wine on the moon in my spare time and hunt and fish when I am busy. This kind of life is a fairy-like life. "Xiao Fengying said with a smile, and tenderness overflowed into the deep eyes like obsidian:" On such days, would you like it? "
Nie Wushuang's heart was so hot that he couldn't help clinging to his arms, but sadness gradually appeared in his beautiful eyes.
Obviously knowing that it is not true. In their ears, the two people are talking about promises they cannot fulfill, and frankly they can never realize their dreams. He has his emperor plan, and she has her own hatred. At the moment Tu Qiong appeared, the love lingering in the past can be wiped out in no time. But all this beauty may not be forgotten after years.
She didn't believe him. She can't believe herself.
Nie Wushuang closed his eyes, demanded his thin lips, and kissed gently. The hole in my heart was getting bigger and bigger, and I could not fill it. Xiao Fengshou clenched tightly, couldn't help hugging her tightly, and walked into the heavy curtain nave. The golden silk warm account, the jade body is fragrant, and the two are lingering in the dead, completely forgetting the chilly spring cold ...
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The copper leak ticked, and Nie Wushuang sank into a heavy nightmare. The fog in the dream was so thick that she could not tell from north to south, she was walking step by step, but she did not know where she was going. Someone was shouting sternly in the dense fog, and her ghost-like scream made her creepy.
She tried to open her eyes and fumble forward, and finally the thick fog cleared away. Xiao Fengyi stood with her back to her, and she stroked her heart. "How are you here, emperor?"
Xiao Fengxi slowly turned his head back, expressionless. She was frightened by his expression, and barely smiled and stepped forward: "The emperor, what happened to you?"
Her eyes moved to his chest, and there was a dagger suddenly inserted there. Xiao Fengxuan approached slowly, as if he didn't notice his pain: "Wushuang, you hurt you ..."
"No! I don't! ..." Nie Wushuang woke violently, dripping cold sweat on his forehead.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Fengying was awakened by her and quickly got up. Nie Wushuang looked at him and did not understand how he had such a nightmare.
"Having a nightmare?" Xiao Fengdi took her shaking hand and hugged her in his arms. "How did you have a good nightmare."
Nie Wushuang leaned on his chest and felt his powerful heartbeat. Everyone said that day and night have dreams. Is it because of his hidden worries that he has such a nightmare?
"Come, bring water." Xiao Fengyi called the palace people to get water, feed her to drink it, and comforted: "Don't be afraid, let me be."
Nie Wushuang grasped the cup in his hand and looked at him with complicated eyes. At this moment, the palace door was knocked suddenly, Nie Wushuang was startled, and the cup in his hand was almost released.
Before Xiao Fengyu spoke, the father-in-law Lin walked in quickly and handed a letter sealed with Zhu Qi: "Emperor, urgent telegram!"
Nie Wushuang was shocked and looked at the secret letter in Xiao Fengyu's hands. When Xiao Feng was too late to put on his coat, he hurriedly opened the envelope, and after looking at a few lines, he frowned deeply and his face was gloomy. Nie Wushuang had a bad hunch in his heart, and was about to ask, Xiao Fengyi and the secret letter in his arms, put on his coat and said: "Go back to the Hall of Ganlu, rest well."
Nie Wushuang couldn't help but reach out and pull his sleeve tightly: "Emperor, what is going on?"
It was more momentous for her to ask questions in a hurry, but Xiao Fengyi did not blame it, just looked at her with a calm look:
"Nothing big. I'm gone." He said no more explanation, and the palace people waited to put on his coat and left in a hurry
Nie Wushuang looked at his figure, and the ominousness in his heart grew. She knew him too well, and such a rushing battle report was clearly bad news. But how can I find out?
Nie Wushuang stayed awake all night. On the next morning, she called Yang Zhi and asked directly, "Is there any way for Yang Gong to contact His Royal Highness?"
Yang Zhi watched her look carefully: "What's the matter, mother?"
Nie Wushuang frowned. "The emperor received the battle report last night, and this palace looked bad."
When Yang saw this, Wen Sheng advised: "The mother-in-law doesn't have to worry. Although her Highness has not fought, this battle is of great importance. Her Highness has a lot of generals and they are all experienced generals who will be safe."
Nie Wushuang sighed a long breath: "This palace thinks the same way, but still can't help worrying. After all ... there is only one big brother in this palace."
Yang Zhi again said, "Even if the mother knows the news in the battle report, she can't help it. Why bother to increase troubles? The emperor has his own decision on military affairs."
When Nie Wushuang heard it, she was suddenly discouraged: "Is this palace worried too much?" Yang Zhi naturally understood what she said, but she really couldn't help but worry, but she couldn't do it. She had already strongly opposed Nie Mingzhang's assistance to Qi State, and her revenge had not yet been reported by herself. How could she help the enemy instead? Not to mention that he was in danger because of this absurd aid.

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