Chapter 1861: Life and death are small, but survival is big

However, in this vast snow, a tall figure stood firm.
That upright figure, like a pine tree.
He stood at the forefront of the team, also facing the strongest north wind, the gust of wind swept the wind cloak behind him, hunting in the wind, as if he wanted to uproot this strong pine.
But he was motionless.
The people behind looked at his figure, all silent, only Xiao Shunzi holding an umbrella, cautiously walked over and held it above his head.
Of course, there is no way to stop the dazzling snow.
However, Zhu Feng didn't care.
He just raised his head calmly, those eyes with introverted eyes looked at the red sky in front of him. Although the ridges of the mountains completely blocked the situation inside, he couldn't see the fire burning directly into the sky, but his In his eyes, there seemed to be flames burning.
That kind of flame made him feel cold even if he was in the snow.
Not only can't it feel cold, but even--
"emperor,"
Xiao Shunzi was wrapped in a thick cotton coat. At this time, she couldn't hold it anymore. His teeth kept knocking. It was even more presumptuous to say that Zhu Feng's body was only ordinary clothes, and only a piece of wind cloak, such thin clothes. , Is to freeze to death!
He boldly said, "The emperor, add another dress."
"..."
"It's too cold."
"..."
"If the emperor is ill, even if the maidservant died ten thousand deaths, it would be hard to blame."
Zhu Feng was still unmoved, but frowned slightly.
"Stop talking!"
"emperor……"
Xiao Shunzi really couldn't help but knelt on the ground with a plop. There was already a layer of snow on the ground. When he knelt down, his knees suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill. He trembled and said, "My lord, the dragon body is important. , The emperor is really not good."
"..."
"If the imperial concubine knows about it, I'm afraid it will hurt too."
"..."
Hearing his wordy words, Zhu Feng was about to get angry, but suddenly he heard the words "concubine empress", and the anger in his heart seemed to be extinguished.
Turning his head and glanced at him again.
Helplessly said: "Okay, get the clothes."
"Yes Yes!"
Xiao Shunzi was about to cry. She hurriedly got up, stumbled and ran back, just about to drag a piece of clothing from the horse's back, stretched out a hand next to him, and took the piece of clothing.
Xiao Shunzi opened his eyes wide: "The son?"
The other party only smiled faintly: "Father-in-law Shun, let me come."
"..."
Xiao Shunzi hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything. He smiled and gave the clothes to the other person. The man walked over and carefully sent the clothes to Zhu Feng.
"The emperor, let's put on your clothes, don't worry your mother."
Hearing this voice, Zhu Feng, who was originally focused on looking forward, stood motionless in the snow, but Zhu Feng, who had already galloped a thousand miles in his heart, finally turned his head back.
Looking at each other, he frowned slightly: "Why are you here?"
"..."
"It's just not long, so I should take a good rest and recuperation."
The one standing in front of him was not someone else, but Gu Yiyou who had been injured from Hot Moon Bend before.
At this moment, his face was still a little pale, standing in the wind, his body was a little swaying.
But, it's still OK.
He whispered: "Thank the emperor for caring."
"..."
"The villain has been awake for so many days, and it's not good to always stay in the house. Doctor Wang also said that he should go out for a walk to recover faster."
"..."
"It's just that the villain woke up and didn't tell the concubine empress, which worried her."
Zhu Feng was silent for a while, and then said: "She is pregnant, and I don't want her to experience too much sadness and joy. When things are over here, tell her again, lest she worry."
"..."
Only a few words, although plain, but the meticulous care in between, is beyond words.
Gu Yiyou couldn't help but feel happy when he listened.
Whispered softly: "The emperor and the empress are really deep in love."
Zhu Feng took the clothes in his hand.
Although the hands of the two people only briefly touched when they took the clothes, Gu Yiyou still felt that the temperature of the thinly-clothed Emperor, His Majesty, was as hot as a flame, and there was almost a kind of burn that would burn people. illusion.
After taking over the clothes, he didn't wear them either, just casually draped them on his shoulders.
Not affected by the cold wind at all.
Seeing him like this, Gu Yiyou didn't dare to persuade him. Although he didn't understand why, seeing the flame in Zhu Feng's eyes, he seemed to melt the falling snow around him. He could feel it at least, the emperor. The temperature of the mind.
In fact, Zhu Feng is suppressing the heat in his heart.
On weekdays, he had already entered Reyuewan.
Galloping the battlefield and fighting the enemy bravely is what makes him most interested. Standing outside waiting for news or something has never been his style.
But this time, he did not do so.
Maybe Nan Yan’s advice finally worked, maybe he finally figured it out. Since he wants to be the emperor, he must abandon the right to fight and kill the enemy. After all, the last mistake was plainly told to him. It's not a hundred battles.
If there is a slight injury, the life and death of oneself is small, but the life and death of Yan Country is big.
Besides, there is Nanyan.
And the child in her belly.
He must protect her, and more importantly, protect their children. He must not have an accident before the child is born.
So tonight, after he worked out his battle plan, he handed everything over to Yang Dai and Fang Buyuan, letting them act cheaply, while he was only standing outside the hot moon bend, waiting for the end of everything.
now--
He raised his head again and looked at the red sky in the distance.
In his heart, the desire to fight caused the blood in his body to boil, as if the flames there were about to burn on his body.
Zhu Feng clenched his fists, and tried his best to suppress the killing intent in his heart.
At this time, the breathing of the people around him became a little tight.
He turned his head again and looked at Gu Yiyou.
"how?"
Gu Yiyou also looked at the red sky in the distance and heard him ask. He hurriedly lowered his head and said softly: "Little man, the little man is just a little worried."
Zhu Feng said: "Worry they won't be able to get Hot Moon Bend?"
"..."
"The information you gave is very detailed, Fang Buyuan and the others will definitely be able to win it."
Gu Yiyou was silent for a long time before saying: "The sand bandits in Reyuewan will be suppressed by the emperor. It will be sooner or later."
"..."
"The villain is just worried—"
"worry about what?"
"Worry, Sinian."
"..."
"He was imprisoned by those sand bandits. In order to get the villain to report the letter, he even broke his wrist!"
At this point, Gu Yiyou's eyes were red.
He gritted his teeth and said: "The villain is afraid that he has already—"