comeback [rebirth]

Yan Xuan still remembers that on the fourteenth day of the first lunar month in the previous life, there was a light snowfall in the south of the Yangtze River after a long time.

At that time, Yan Xuan lived in the military camp most of the time, even if he went to Danlin County, he only checked the situation at the conscription office, and rarely had time to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River.That day, he went to the Captain's Mansion to check the procedures related to conscription, and when he walked out after the end, he encountered this little surprise.

Snow falls in Chang'an every year, and the northern border is even rainy and snowy in early spring, but it becomes a wonderful scene in Jiangnan.Even if it melts on the ground, people in the downtown can't help but stop and look up. Children from every household ran out of the courtyard one after another, raising their hands reverently to welcome the precious gift from heaven.

Yan Xuan was used to the snow, and hated the snowy conditions in the north. However, at this moment, he did not get on the horse by mistake. Instead, he slowed down and led Ge Ying to stroll through the gaps in the snowflakes.

The noise full of joy lingered around him, but it seemed to form a circle around him tacitly, turning around before touching him.He was trapped in a small space alone, and he turned his head to look at the people around him, but he could only see a mottled gray wall.

"Master." Fu Jianxin's voice suddenly came from behind, "Why are you here?"

In an instant, Yan Xuan came back to his senses, and immediately withdrew the expression on his face. He tilted his head slightly: "What's the matter?"

Fu Jianxin shook his head: "The Second Highness still confiscated it, and told us not to send pigeons to him, or we would catch one and roast one. The sender has no choice but to come back."

When he said the previous sentence, he couldn't help but be a little humorous in his reporting voice, but when he saw Yan Xuan still had a cold face, he immediately restrained his smile.

Yan Xuan didn't say a word, her eyes were half closed, and she fell silent by herself. After a while, she changed the subject: "What did you find out?"

"Before you asked me to check on Zhao Yu, there are some clues." Fu Jianxin did not continue the topic just now, and said seriously, "22 years ago, His Majesty led all his ministers to tour the south and enjoyed dance music in Suminglou. It happened that At that time, there was a dancer named Fuxuan in Suminglou, who met Duan Xiang, and they had been in contact for a few days."

Yan Xuan gradually stopped, and the black horse suddenly raised its head and neighed.

Fu Jianxin caught the other's wink and continued: "Later, this girl Fuxuan was found to be pregnant, and she left Suminglou alone, and traveled all the way to a place called Shunmiao Town in Chu State, where she gave birth to a baby boy. The baby boy is Zhao Yu. Four years ago, Miss Fuxuan died of illness, and the local people never saw Zhao Yu again, only heard that he went to Chang'an."

Children in twos and threes ran past this hidden corner. Yan Xuan lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said softly: "Four years ago, Zhao Yuchu was appointed as a meritorious officer."

"That's right. After only one year, the original prefect resigned from his official position, so Zhao Yu was promoted to the post of prefect and has served until now. Now he has a wife and a concubine, and they are the younger sister of Princess Chu's natal family and the county magistrate of Qingjiang County. Daughter of Qu Hongbo."

After finishing speaking, Fu Jianxin paused, seeing that Yan Xuan didn't seem to want to comment, he said: "Master, Prime Minister Duan had a son in his [-]s, and he and Mrs. Duan only have two daughters. If you can have a son now, even If they can’t recognize each other head-on, they probably won’t let it go. Since they can be sent to Chu State, then the master’s guess should be good, and the two must be related.”

Yan Xuan didn't say a word, her gaze was floating in the air, and complex emotions appeared in her eyes at a certain moment, with tenderness and distress, as if she was looking at someone far away through the void.

But this emotion was taken back by him in a blink of an eye, just like this fleeting light snow has now turned into drizzle.Everything seemed to be nothing but a mirage reflected by the white snowflakes under the passing light.

"You are staring at Zhao Yu in Jiangnan." The next moment he said, "Especially with Li Duwei...and Qingjiang county magistrate."

"Yes." Fu Jianxin responded, but he was sensitively aware that his master's words were strange, "Then master..."

Yan Xuan said, "I'll go back to Chang'an."

"Now?" Fu Jianxin was startled, "But I have never heard of what happened in Chang'an, could it be Mobei?"

Yan Xuan shook his head slightly, but he didn't intend to say any more. He took Ge Ying back and walked towards the direction of leaving the downtown area: "I'm only leaving for three days. You have to send someone to keep an eye on this place. .”

Fu Jianxin could only respond: "Yes."

Fu Jianxin had followed Yan Xuan for many years, and knew that the other party's reaction was that he didn't want to talk to him about Chang'an, so he didn't ask any more.He was half a step behind, siding behind Yan Xuan's right. He hung his head in silence for a moment, and finally couldn't help shouting: "Master."

Yan Xuan tilted her head to signal him and said.

"Are you a little bit about the conscription this time..."

In the middle of the conversation, he suddenly didn't know what words to use to describe it, so he stopped talking on the way.It wasn't until Yan Xuan urged him again with his eyes that he figured out some suitable words: "...Are you a little impatient?"

Yan Xuan remained silent, but looked forward.

Seeing that he wasn't angry, Fu Jianxin then said softly: "Although the number of conscription lists in May and June was small, they were not much higher in the past few years. Maybe it's just a coincidence. If there is any abnormality, it should be from December. Let’s start. This is half a year behind the adjustment of water transport in Duanxiang, and there is no real evidence to prove the connection, such an irrational judgment...it doesn’t seem like you would make it.”

The voice fell into the surrounding noise, and the lingering rhyme soon disappeared. Yan Xuan looked calm, as if he had always maintained his usual calmness, only in places where Fu Jianxin failed to notice, he unconsciously folded his five fingers together , gripping the horse's reins.

It seemed that it had been a long time, and it seemed that he had only walked a short distance. This question has not been answered, but Yan Xuan stopped suddenly.

Fu Jianxin glanced at him, then followed his gaze to the entrance of a mansion on the edge of the downtown area.

Naturally, the gate was not very luxurious, there were only two ordinary coarse cloth lanterns hanging at the gate, and there was no writing on it, but a plaque with the words "Xianyun Mansion" hung above the gate.However, at the same time, two people stepped on ladders on both sides of the door, removed the plaque, and quickly replaced it with another plaque with the surname written on it.

Fu Jianxin stopped and looked at it for a while, his eyes turned back and forth between his master and the mansion several times - he had rarely seen such a moment of stupefaction for Yan Xuan, as if he had removed all the armor from his body, and let all his Weaknesses are exposed.

He asked puzzledly: "But what's wrong with that family?"

Hearing this, Yan Xuan's black eyelashes with water drops trembled suddenly, and the drop of crystal immediately fell down and fell into the pool of water in the pit.

"No." Yan Xuan withdrew his gaze, and finally said, "I'm going back to Beijing right now, and keep an eye on the situation here."

Seeing that the other party ended the topic on his own initiative, Fu Jianxin didn't ask any more questions, and said "yes".

Yan Xuan got on his horse and quickly disappeared on the road leading to Chang'an.

From Jiangnan to Chang'an, if it is a bloody horse, how many days can it arrive in the shortest time?

Yan Xuan had never considered this issue before, and now he only estimated that it would be a day and a night, so he calculated the time and set off from Jiangnan in advance, and even reserved some free time in case of accidents, just to be able Arrive in Chang'an before the start of Yuandeng City.

If you don't sleep and rest, maybe it can be shorter.

After the snow stopped, it rained for a whole day, and the night of the fourteenth day of the first lunar month fell quickly.It wasn't until Choushi that Yan Xuan stopped at an inn on the way, ordered Xiaoer to feed Ge Ying some concentrated feed, and took a nap with his clothes on, before starting again before Maoshi.

The strong wind whizzed past my ears, and the horseshoes trampled over the broken branches and leaves on the ground at high speed, and all the travelers returning home on the road were thrown behind them.At this moment, he was like a lunatic throwing away his armor and dragging soldiers, like a lunatic who had left everything behind, and was speeding on the road leading to Chang'an, to that person.

impatient?Of course urgent.

sane?of course not.

But at this moment, he suddenly didn't want to care about anything. He no longer thought about the chaos in the south of the Yangtze River, the turbulent situation in Mobei, and the tit-for-tat confrontation over the past three years.He emptied himself into the familiar small courtyard of the Yan Mansion, emptied himself to the wall that he had cleaned up, and wanted to wait for that little pervert who didn't like detours to climb up the wall again, stepping on the not-so-smooth light kung fu. , talking to himself, landed in his yard, grabbed him and said, "Let's go, let's go see the Shangyuan Lantern."

Everything is the same as before.

The cold wind hit his face like a tangible icicle, but the moment he remembered Cen Yuan, his face immediately showed a gentleness that could melt the ice, as if even the long road in front of him had been shortened. Right within his reach.

However, at this moment, a soldier in familiar clothes came galloping from the opposite side, and when he saw his figure, he reined in his horse suddenly, causing the horse to lift most of its body, and almost knocked the soldier on it to the ground.

"Master!"

Seeing this, Yan Xuan immediately stopped Ge Ying's pace, his breathing stopped suddenly, and a bad premonition came to his heart immediately - even though he had been on the battlefield for several years, he had never encountered such uneasiness as he is now.

"Boss!" The person turned over and dismounted, and knelt down beside the horse with a "boom!"

Perhaps because he discovered this soldier heading for the south of the Yangtze River, Duan Meng privately called hundreds of Northern Army soldiers to block the place outside the gate of Chang'an City, and blocked his way into the city the moment he saw Yan Xuan.

"Master Yan! I didn't expect you to come so fast!" Duan Meng was riding on the horse, with the sword at his waist unsheathed, "But today's city gate, I will definitely not let you in!"

Yan Xuan's expression was awe-inspiring, his eyes were bloodshot under his eyelids, and he was staring at Duan Meng's direction. Even the sweaty BMW under his crotch seemed to be affected by the chilling atmosphere around him, kicking the horse's hooves back and forth anxiously, A ferocious cry came out of his nasal cavity.

Yan Xuan shouted: "Duan Meng! Get out of the way!"

"If I listen to you and give up this step, then how should my father-in-law rest in peace under the Nine Springs!" Duan Meng raised his sword and pointed at Yan Xuan, "Surround him!"

Hundreds of soldiers moved together, and surrounded Yan Xuan in the crowd in an instant, with almost no gaps.

Yan Xuan glanced aside: "The northern army guards the capital, and now you call it without authorization, where will you put your majesty and the people of Chang'an!"

Outside the crowd, Duan Meng flicked the reins lightly, and the soldiers automatically made way for him.He walked through the encirclement and came to Yan Xuan.

"Your Majesty Yan, don't worry. Tomorrow, I will go to His Majesty to receive the punishment." Duan Meng sneered, "If you die, you will have a future life. Even if you will inevitably fail in the future, at least I have achieved my goal today."

Before the words fell, Yan Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and finally there was an obvious change in his facial expression.He realized something, and pulled out the long sword beside him: "Get out of the way!"

His anxious expression was fully seen by Duan Meng, who smiled even more: "Master Yan, you are only one person, if you have the ability, go out from here, let the outside of Chang'an City be covered with blood, let the soldiers of Daning die under your sword!"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xuan suddenly swung the rein and rushed straight towards Duan Meng!

A fierce battle lasted for more than two hours. From the sunny afternoon until the night fell, Yan Xuan resisted hundreds of elite soldiers of the Northern Army with his own strength. He either used the back of his knife or simply cut off the opponent's actions. From the beginning to the end, he never really killed a single person!

Until the end, Yan Xuan's body was also stained with a lot of bright red, and he stabbed Duan Meng's leg with a sword!

The tip of the knife even pierced the horse's abdomen before it was pulled out.The screams of one man and one horse went straight to the sky, warm blood spurted out, some even splashed on Yan Xuan's face.

The cold air solidified the blood stains, and the lamp beside the city gate illuminated his cold eyes from afar. He hurriedly put the sword back into the scabbard, and without any delay, he immediately drove his horse towards the city.

The imperial prison is located in the corner of the city, and Yan Xuan thought that he could not meet the other party in such a bad appearance, and wiped away the bloodstains on his face while hurrying.When he finally saw the strange, dark and oppressive iron gate, before Ge Ying could stop, he got off his horse and was blocked in front of the gate without accident.

"Step aside."

The guard at the gate said in embarrassment: "Master Yan, I'm sorry to obey."

Yan Xuan said in a hoarse voice, "Let, let go."

The guard looked at each other in dismay, and then said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yan."

Several guards pounced on one after another, and Yan Xuan beat them to the ground in the same way in an instant. The latter found the key to open the gate, and even had no time to cover up the sound of his footsteps.The jailers came to stop him one after another, but Yan Xuan never changed his direction, and rushed straight to the deepest part of the prison, step by step going deep into the place he wanted to go while resisting.

However, when he finally saw the person he was thinking of, the person was leaning against the cold prison wall with his eyes closed, unable to respond to his call.

"Cen Yuan."

"Yunsheng..."

He embeds the person tightly in his arms, and prints gentle kisses on the corners of each other's eyes and temples.He wiped off the blood that was originally stained on his hands on his clothes in a random way, and then wiped the corner of the opponent's lips with his fingertips vigorously.He persistently called Cen Yuan's name and words over and over again, trying to wake him up, and he didn't even notice when the people around him retreated.

He tried everything and tried his best, but in the end he could only find that he was not so omnipotent.

The moonlight has completely dissipated.

In the 24th year of Ninghuan, on the evening of the [-]th day of the first lunar month, the second prince, Cen Yuan, was given poisoned wine and died in the Imperial Prison for assassinating the prime minister.

Yan Xuan sat in the prison for a whole night, and did not return to Changping Mansion with Cen Yuan's body until dawn the next day. He completed the funeral by himself, and did not even allow the old housekeeper who wanted to help to touch him.

It was already late at night after the end, he found a jar of millet wine, turned back to Yan Mansion, and drank in his courtyard until dawn.

Since then, many ministers in the court have played, reprimanding Duan Meng and Yan Xuan. Emperor Ning claimed that he was ill, and the morning court was suspended for several days.

The officials in the court debated endlessly. Some people said that Yan Xuan should be punished according to the law, some people said that the top priority should be to solve the foreign troubles in Mobei, and some people said that Duan Meng was guilty of calling the Northern Army without permission. In addition, the second prince accused the old prime minister During his lifetime, he formed a party for personal gain, disregarded human life, and even planned to murder the former prince and Zhaoyi, so he should be strictly investigated.

There were different opinions, and the quarrel made Emperor Ning's already dismal complexion even worse, until Yan Xuan came out and shouted loudly in the center of the hall: "Your Majesty."

In an instant, the entire hall fell silent, leaving only the lingering sound.

"The three crimes of stabbing Duan Meng, breaking into the Imperial Prison without permission, and taking away the body of the second prince are indeed the crimes of a humble minister, and I am willing to be punished." Yan Xuan looked directly at the emperor and said loudly, "But on top of that, Mobei foreign troubles It is imminent, if the ministers continue to argue here, it will only be happy for the barbarians who covet the territory of Daning, and it will only hurt the hearts of the people of Daning."

Some radical ministers on the side immediately wanted to intervene to refute, Emperor Ning slapped the table with a "bang!", shaking those voices back.

"Yan Qing, you continue."

Yan Xuan was always calm and composed, without a trace of wandering eyes: "I don't want to make up for my mistakes, I just hope that your majesty will allow me to lead the army to the north first and repel the foreign enemies. When I return to Chang'an, I will take the initiative to accept the punishment."

Even though Emperor Ning was sick, sitting on the dragon chair still had the majesty enough to look down upon the entire hall.He looked back at Yan Xuan quietly, but was in a daze for a moment.

In front of him, the most valued courtier in front of him, the child who could almost be regarded as his own son, was still neither humble nor overbearing in this situation, but only when he looked at him, there seemed to be obvious hatred in his eyes.

The index finger resting on the armrest knocked subconsciously, he laughed at himself silently in his heart, but soon said indifferently: "Okay, I promise you to lead the troops, and you must drive the barbarian Xiongnu out of Daning."

Yan Xuan prostrated himself on the ground, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

On that day, the second decree issued by Emperor Ning was to make a thorough investigation of the former prime minister's actions during his lifetime within two months, and then he stepped down from the court.

Shortly thereafter, considering the food reserves in Mobei, Yan Xuan first led five thousand elite soldiers, all the way north, and arrived in Cang County on February 23.

On February 25, Yan Xuan and his deputy led troops to detour up the river from the east and south respectively, and fought against the Xiongnu in a double-team. The enemy retreated steadily, but the figure of King Xikang was never found in the army.

On February 27, Jishan exploded, and the movement was so great that almost the whole of Mobei felt the earthquake and the mountains shook. The snow on the mountain rushed down and rushed straight to the source of the river.At the same time, the king of Xikang who disappeared suddenly led [-] cavalry to block the Hejia official road north of Jiangyuan and besieged all the people in the city.

During the crisis, Yan Xuan commanded the whole army to fight and retreat, resisting the king of Xikang with his own body, and sent out another thousand soldiers to escort the people out of the city from the south gate first.

On the second day of March, all the [-] people in Jiangyuan and its surrounding areas were sent to Cang County, where the local military officers took over and continued to seek refuge in the south.The king of Xikang was furious and wanted to overwhelm him, so Yan Xuan closed the gate of Cang County tightly with his backhand, keeping the foreign enemies and the people firmly on both sides.

The huge Jiangyuan city was completely submerged by the thick layer of snow, and once again piled up into mighty hills.The bitterness of the snow penetrated into the skin and bone marrow of every soldier, and the dust that was raised was enough to cover the gunpowder smoke and loess, turning the entire Mobei sky into a gloomy one.

The mighty army of the Huns was hidden behind the snow and fog, but the sound of attack clearly penetrated the sky, as if condensed into a sharp sword pointing directly at Daning, condensed into a thick iron net above the heads of the soldiers and the people.

In front of the city wall, the Ning army lined up in line with an order, with spears everywhere, and Ge Ying held his head high at the front.The chilling atmosphere hovered in the air, making every inch of this land stained with dignity and sharpness.

Yan Xuan stood upright in front of the formation, pressing one hand tightly on his left chest amidst solemnity, briefly put away the sharpness of his whole body, and took out the jade pendant of peace that never left his body from behind the damaged armor.However, as soon as he glanced at it, he couldn't help sighing helplessly—only to see that at some point, the tip of the weapon pierced the armor on his chest, splitting this jade pendant, which symbolized peace, into two halves.

Since the people have dispersed, how can the jade be safe?

Yan Xuan silently brushed off the dust on the jade, took one last look, and then put it back into the lapel.When he raised his eyes again, the softness that would only be given to one person was fully withdrawn to the bottom of his eyes. He was wearing a robe and armor, standing upright, and the sunlight piercing through the dust and mist reflected the sharpness in his eyes.

He is Daning's shield and Daning's spear.

With the whistling of the north wind, Yan Xuan suddenly pulled out his spear, and the pointed end cut through the snow and mist, stabbing a deep ravine on the ground.

"Those who cross this line will regard death as home, even if they are shrouded in horse leather."

Ge Ying galloped out first, and all the troops followed after stepping on the dividing line between life and death.The crowds on both sides of the city gate headed in completely opposite directions, heading for the hope of life while heading for the well-being of their home country.

The horn has sounded.

On the second day of March, Yan Xuan led [-] elite soldiers to face [-] Xiongnu cavalry outside the city of Cang County.

On the fourth day of March, the Xiongnu again sent [-] troops to press forward step by step with the wheel tactics, but they were all blocked by the Ning army and returned in vain.

On the seventh day of March, Yan Xuan led his army in pursuit and pushed the barbarians from Cang County in the southernmost part of Mobei to Gequan Border Pass in the north.

On the tenth day of March, the Ning army had less than [-] soldiers left, and nearly [-] cavalry of the Xiongnu were ready to go, intending to make a comeback.

On the twelfth day of the third month, Yan Xuan led a hundred soldiers, detoured deep into the enemy camp, and took the head of the king of Xikang.

On the thirteenth day of March, a loud shout came from nowhere: "It's the reinforcements! Our reinforcements from Daning have arrived!"

The leaderless Huns were quickly subdued, and the long-lasting roar on Mount Ji finally stopped, and the hills formed by the accumulation of thick snow began to melt for a long time under the sunshine.The gunpowder smoke on the battlefield finally dissipated, revealing a cloudless clear sky.

As a citizen of Daning, even if he was exhausted, he could not allow his knees to touch the blood-stained ground. Yan Xuan's feet were firmly planted on the border gate like an unshakable city wall, wearing armor and holding a spear tightly.

The only thing that was loose was that he looked up at the sky, smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and thought at the last moment - a cloudless sky is beautiful, but if it is in the distant sky, it can give birth to a free-floating Floating cloud is the best.

In March of the 24th year of Ninghuan, Yan Xuan led the army to defend Mobei with his own body, and tried his best to keep the barbarians out of the territory of Daning.

On the [-]th of the same month, he died at the border.

The mighty mountains and rivers came to a standstill in an instant, and time quickly went back in the cold wind in Mobei. hometown.

When Yan Xuan opened his eyes again, the melody was mixed with the high-pitched voices of the soldiers punching through the tent, and the firelight reflected on the curtain, complementing the faint light of the candlestick, but still a little dazzling.

He stared blankly at the half-written Huajin battle report in front of him, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. It was not until the sound of a wine jar breaking outside the tent that his floating consciousness was completely shaken back to the depths of his body.

He curled his fingers, and subconsciously lowered his head to look at the object he was holding tightly in his hand, only to realize that he had been holding the jade pendant engraved with peace since he didn't know when.The broken word "Ping An" was restored as before, and the suet white jade was transparent and flawless, with only subtle marks on its body that showed that its owner never left his body at all times.

The air was filled with the smell of wine and meat, and Yan Xuan realized that he had been reborn.

As soon as he walked out of the tent, Fu Jianxin found him, and handed him the freshly grilled meat and wine together: "Master, this is the wine and meat presented by the vagrant just now, and I left a lot for you."

Yan Xuan reached out to take it, but his eyes flicked across the faces of many soldiers near the campfire one by one. These familiar faces were all elite soldiers who were closest to him. On the battlefield of Quanquan.

Seeing him in a daze, Fu Jianxin thought there was something wrong, so he hurriedly asked, "Master, is there something wrong?"

Yan Xuan woke up like a dream, shook his head, thanked him, and reflexively wanted to turn around and return to the tent, but before this first step was taken, he reacted again and found a corner to sit down .

Some soldiers even ridiculed him and said: "Commander, didn't you just say you were going to write a battle report? Why are you so excited to come drink with your brothers?"

A smile appeared on Yan Xuan's face: "The battle report should be finished before returning to Chang'an, there is no rush for a day or two."

The soldier yelled at the people around him again: "It's over, it's over, even the coach has started to be lazy!"

Someone deliberately teased him: "What are you talking about! Be careful and wait for the coach to double your training volume after returning to camp!"

"Ah?!" The soldier immediately turned to Yan Xuan, "Commander, you won't do your own thing for such a trivial matter, will you?"

Yan Xuan took a sip of wine calmly, and said slowly: "From the day of reporting back to the camp, two sets of basic training will be completed every day, and no meals will be allowed before the end."

"Do not!!"

The trombone of the soldiers soared into the sky, but was quickly lost in the laughter of the crowd. The starlight and the bonfire illuminated everyone's drunken smiles, and they returned to the world with the joy of victory and peace.

The night before entering Beijing, Yan Xuan suddenly remembered that on the day he arrived in Chang'an in his previous life, he happened to meet Cen Yuan with a fever due to an old injury, so he called Fu Jianxin and told him not to follow the team the next day, but to return home after dawn. City, to the Second Prince's Mansion to deliver medicine.

The next day, when the moon was setting and the sun was rising, the horn of triumph pierced the sky, and the army marched to Chang'an in an orderly manner.

Familiar Yong'an Avenue, the lively welcome, everything seemed to be in order, until Fu Jianxin returned to the team early, told him about the accident that Cen Yuan found his whereabouts, until the Highness reversed the normality of the past two or three years, and showed him After seeing the long-lost strange spirit, he realized——

Perhaps he was not the only one who was reborn.

After all, the last life was not a happy ending, there was hatred, regret, and regret.But when they come back to this world and the initiative falls back into their hands again, it means that they are not without the opportunity to walk on the most appropriate and happy path, but they just wasted more time, took some detours, and suffered some hardships before that. That's all.

Put it to death, and then you will have a new life.

After coming out of Cen Yuan's mansion and all the way to Emperor Ning, Yan Xuan thought about it for a long time, and even thought about taking Cen Yuan away, away from this dreary city, anyway, he was never afraid of what would happen to him. What is the charge of abducting the prince.

But after all, this is not the best, nor is it a thorough method. In addition, the current situation in Mobei is still uncertain, and the family and country are uneasy. It is uncertain when the barbarians in the north will attack the border again like the previous life.

Daning still needs him.

So after entering the palace, when Emperor Ning took the initiative to ask him what reward he wanted, he knelt down to salute with his helmet in one hand, and the armor clanged on the brick surface of the hall.

"I implore Your Majesty to marry you and the second prince, Cen Yuan!"