My Empress is My Bad Girl

Yun Dai sneered: "So this is why you were injured?"

Mingwei smiled bitterly and said: "To be honest, if the opposite is my own son, I will not be soft. However, Xiaoer and Mingcheng, both of whom are my nephews, I really... can't do it."

"So, you are even more unsuitable to stay here. As for Xiao Er, let his father take care of it."

Zhao Yuanjing said, "As for Mingcheng, Dai'er said that he would keep his life and send him back. So, you don't have to worry."

Mingwei sighed, "I'm not worried about that kid. I just feel sorry for Xuan Xuan. Is she okay?"

"not good."

Yun Dai didn't have to keep this kind of thing.

Ming Xuan Yuan was depressed because of Ming Cheng, and because of her wayward departure, her father was gone.

She fell into depression for a while.

When Yundai left Kyoto, she was still nesting in her small courtyard, drenching her sorrows through wine.

The whole person is haggard.

Mingwei sighed deeply.

My own sister, how not feel bad.

"Plus the news that you were seriously injured went back, everyone in the Hou Mansion was even more worried. The second cousin was strong on the surface, and she was afraid that she would wash her face in tears at night. You, just go back with peace of mind. Stayed here for two years, once You haven't returned home, and you have been seriously injured many times. You are worthy of Da Zhou."

Mingwei said: "Let me think about it again."

He doesn't want to be home, but he can't worry about the more than 200,000 soldiers he has personally brought in these two years.

Yun Dai agreed with him to think again.

But if you want to return, the handover work must be carried out normally.

The soldiers of Da Zhou had suffered two defeats in a row, and were a little bit depressed.

At this time, he, the coach, left, worried that the army would lose heart.

Once the military spirit is scattered, there is no need to fight this battle.

Although Zhao Yuanjing must be a better leader than him, the problem is that Zhao Yuanjing cannot reveal his true identity.

Can the soldiers serve him?

Stop making any troubles.

Mingwei tossed and turned for two days, very anxious.

On the third day, Zhao Yuanjing will officially meet with the soldiers, and MEAN WELL will announce the change of coach.

Early in the morning, he was wearing armor, leading Zhao Yuanjing and Yun Dai, the toddler—

The children wore men's clothing and looked like Zhao Yuanjing's entourage. As for Yun Dai, she wore a neat Hu suit instead of making men's clothing.

Many soldiers recognized her.

The queen mother came in person.

The soldiers were a little boiled, kneeling all together and chanting the Queen Mother Chitose.

Morale boosted.

This was unexpected by MEAN WELL.

Unexpectedly, Yundai's appearance would cheer up the once depressed morale.

He added a bit of confidence in his heart, but he was still anxious and said that he would return to Da Zhou to recover from his injuries, and General Zhao would replace him as a general.

The soldiers looked at each other as expected.

They looked at Zhao Yuanjing who was wearing a silver mask.

Although he can't see his face, judging from his upright and loose figure, as well as the outline of Ling Yu's eyes and chin exposed outside, he is an extremely young man.

Can he do it?

Everyone couldn't help wondering if the court had abandoned them, called General Ming back, and replaced him with a hairy boy.

Zhao Yuanjing stepped forward, holding the long sword on his waist with one hand, hunting in the wind with his cloak, the silver mask gleaming with cold light, revealing a pair of phoenix eyes, calm and even a little cold.

He swept his eyes at the crowd and said, "My name is Zhao Zun. Although I am not well-known, I have followed His Highness King Qin to practice martial arts when I was a child. I also learned how to line up troops.