Early winter is approaching
in the sandalwood Trojan car, there is a tea table on the couch covered with a thick white blanket. The delicate censer on the table emits a faint fragrance of herbs.
Jun Mo Yan leaned against the wall of the car, holding Lin Xuan wrapped in a cape in his arms, and put his hands around her waist on her slightly raised abdomen.
"Mo Yan, do you want a son or a daughter?"
After solving the problems of the song and Yuan Dynasties, Lin Xuan and Mo Dian went to Ximu together. The sandalwood Trojan horse was protected by many carriages in the middle. Although the road was far away, in order to prevent Lin Xuan from being too bumpy, Jun Mo Yan ordered to slow down the speed of the carriage.
Before the coming war, it's rare to have such a leisure time. There is no one else in the carriage to disturb you. Jun Mo Yan holds Lin Xuan and enjoys this warm moment.
Wen Yan, Jun Mo Yan said without thinking: "daughter!"
"What if it's still a son?"
Perhaps pregnant women always have a lot of conjectures about this kind of problem of giving birth to boys and girls. They look up at Jun Mo Yan, as if in a deliberate joking tone, and let him pet Lin Xuan by scraping his nose and say: "then continue to give birth!"
"You like your daughter so much?"
Jun Mo Yan saw Lin Xuan sitting up and quickly adjusted her posture for fear that the carriage would make her feel uncomfortable. He took a look at Lin Xuan's stomach and said, "my daughter is like you!"
"Xiaobao is like me, too!"
"But if it's a daughter, plus Xiaobao, a son and a daughter will make a good couple! Xuan'er, both men and women are our children. What are you worried about? "
Jun Mo Yan, who knows too much about Lin Xuan, although she conceals her emotions well in the communication, just in the moment, he caught a flash of fear in Lin Xuan's eyes.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Xuan looked down at his fingertips. At the next moment, some of his sharpened jaws were rubbed by his warm fingers and raised. Looking at Jun Mo Yan's calm eyes, he heard a sigh: "xuan'er, are you worried about the joint deployment of South Chu, North Yue and East Jun?"
Hearing the words, Lin Xuan's eyes flickered. This alone can naturally let Jun Mo Yan know that what he said is correct. He moved his finger along her cheek and comforted: "don't worry, Ximu's soldiers are well prepared in the frontier. No matter how many soldiers they send this time, the result will not change!"
"Well, the flame League is also moving towards Ximu. Mo Yan, you promise me that if you are in danger this time, you must protect yourself! For me, and for Xiaobao and the baby in her stomach! "
Lin Xuan looked at Jun Mo Yan with concern. Although her face was only worried, only she knew that she had been confused and disturbed all her senses since she left the state of song and yuan.
Can't say why, my heart is always flustered, that is a kind of nervous feeling, but can't know what, can't say is a kind of extreme suffering.
"I promise you! It's going to be OK. You'll sleep first. When you get to Ximu, it depends on the situation! "
"Well..."
Shallow should a, Lin Xuan followed Jun Mo Yan's action to lie in his arms, closed eyes sometimes turn, and complex mood let her suffer, and these Jun Mo Yan completely into the eyes, but did not say much.
*
red walls and golden tiles meet the first snowfall.
In the city of Jinyang, the state of Beiyue, which has been away for many days, the pure snow falls slowly from the gray sky. Compared with other countries, Beiyue, which was the first country to enter winter, had snow falling on the golden tiles. White frost and fog filled the air as pedestrians ran.
On the top of the Zhonghe hall, the wind Pavilion, wearing a golden cloak, stands on the snow covered steps and looks down with awe inspiring air. Beside them are the wind and rain dressed in military uniform and the wind and blue dressed in regular clothes.
"Prince, let's go!"
At the command of the wind Pavilion, the arms were waved, and the soldiers standing under the Zhonghe hall immediately shook their arms and cried out, "let's go! Let's go
After the wind and rain, he took an instant look at the wind and night walk on the other side of the wind Pavilion. His sight drifted over his missing right arm, and the corner of his mouth flashed a satirical arc.
Once a young god of war in Beiyue Kingdom, he killed countless enemies on the battlefield, but now he has become a one armed and incomplete prince. He ruined his future for a woman's chance. It's ridiculous.
Naturally aware of the sight of looking around, the wind night deliberately ignored, and then followed the wind Pavilion down the steps. Boots on the snow, issued a crunchy sound, wind night wearing a military uniform, cape with two belts tied in front of the neck, although the broad Cape will ripple with the wind during walking, but it also happens to block his empty right arm.
"Second younger brother, this battle against Changsha enemy is not better than before. If you haven't recovered, brother Huang advised you to stay in Beiyue like third younger brother."
I don't know when fengyeyu came to fengyexing's side. The wind Pavilion in front of fengyeyu was stepping down, which just let fengyeyu take the opportunity to ridicule fengyexing.
The eagle's eyes narrowed at the sky ahead, lowered the anger in his heart, turned to the unfriendly wind and rain at night, and said, "brother, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse. Even if the king is not as good as before, the battlefield command and marching arrangement are still the style of God of war! Brother, you'd better protect yourself to avoid any accident on the battlefield. After all, the sword is blind! ""You Ah, second brother, since you have said that, the emperor brother will not be sentimental any more. Just according to your current situation, don't delay Beiyue! "
With that, Feng Yeyu laughs twice and walks down the steps quickly. Feng Yexing stands still behind him and looks at Feng Yeyu's back. It's a flash from the eagle's eyes.
The army of Beiyue started from Jinyang city in the rustling snow. This time, the Three Kingdoms sent troops to attack Ximu from the north, the South and the East. He Fengting didn't believe it. No matter how powerful he was, how could he resist the joint forces of the Three Kingdoms.
"Prince, send a letter to Nanchu and Dongjun, tell them that Beiyue has left, and ask when they will start?"
"Yes, father!"
Before the troops were about to leave, Fengting stood by the carriage, turned his eyes to the wind and rain, and after that, he was supported by the eunuch. It was obvious that the emperor of Beiyue state would go with him to fight this time.
"Father, be careful!"
Outside the carriage, fengyelan did not know when she came. Even the queen was coming towards the procession. Fengting lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked at fengyelan and said, "take care of the government, I will come back as soon as possible!"
In the foggy weather, tens of thousands of soldiers walked out of the city gate, and outside the city gate, they had already been waiting for the troops dispatched from the barracks.
One hundred and fifty thousand soldiers marched to the frontier of ximukuo.
Ten days later,
due to its location in the north, the cold winter weather came very suddenly, which also caused great difficulties to the army of Beiyue. The bad weather and the sudden snowstorm forced the army to camp in a valley.
The tent was set up and the heater was raised. At this time, there were some complaints in the tent where the wind pavilion was.
"What kind of weather is this? Prince, you should send someone to look for the way ahead. If the snow is still heavy ahead, let the soldiers and horses change the way as soon as possible!"
The wind pavilion was sitting close to the heater. Originally, it thought that the snow would weaken after departure, but I didn't know that this year's weather seemed to be against them. It had been driving for ten days, and the soldiers and horses were too tired. As a result, they had walked less than half of the way.
"Father Huang, in fact, this situation is not bad for Beiyue!"
Just as Feng Yeyu was about to walk out of the tent, Feng Yexing, who was sitting beside Zhuo an and looking at the sheepskin map above, suddenly opened his mouth. This also made Feng Yeyu stop walking out of the tent at the right time, turned his head and looked at Feng Yexing, and asked, "second brother, what do you say?"
He looked up at the wind and rain at night, and then he said to the same puzzled wind Pavilion: "father, the reason for the weather is really incalculable. It's not Beiyue's wish to delay the journey. It's better to send a letter to Nanchu and Dongjun now and tell them the situation of Beiyue as soon as possible. In this way, since they have already sent troops, they will surely be the first to start a war when they arrive at Ximu.
In this way, when Beiyue arrived, they believed that they had been fighting with Ximu for many days, and they were exhausted physically and mentally. In this way, the new soldiers and horses in northern Yueyang will surely be able to defeat the soldiers and horses who have been fighting for many days in Ximu after rushing into the battlefield! "
"Second brother, it's easy to say. Don't forget that the three countries have reached an agreement. If the troops and horses of the three sides didn't arrive at the same time, no country would take the lead in launching an attack! "
The wind night rain looks at the wind night line, that pretends the mysterious tone, unavoidably more despises him.
"The prince is right. This time we sent troops to Ximu to annihilate them at one stroke. Do you think nanqianhe and donglingtian can't find out such a small scheme? Prince, act according to the plan. After one night's rest today, continue to drive tomorrow! "
"Yes, my son!"
Wind night rain pick eyebrow to see a low eye not language of wind night line, brave and resourceless, no wonder will be a woman harm like this!
After the wind and rain came out of the tent, the wind Pavilion looked at the wind and said, "OK, in the future, during the war, you should protect yourself in the rear of the barracks to prevent any fighters from entering the barracks. China's state of Yan is a lesson from the past, and Beiyue must not repeat it. "
"Father?"
Feng Ye Xing raised his eyes instantly, looked at the wind Pavilion in surprise, and asked again: "father, there are Deputy commanders of all camps in the rear. Why should the children's ministers be the turtles hiding behind?"
"What do you call that? Do you still want to go out and kill the enemy in your present situation? Your left hand can't even hold the knife. You have been killed by others before you kill the enemy! OK, I'm doing it for you! "
Listening to the derogatory tone of the wind Pavilion, Feng Yexing suddenly stood up and said: "father, my son's mind has been decided, this time my son must commit suicide in person, Jun Mo Yan!"
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