Chapter 122 ('I came here to give the eldest princess..

ei take the leader, the emperor would not have pitied him as a little soldier!Chen Jingzong stepped forward, pulled up the man who had seen blood on his forehead, and said angrily, "what is the use of...the imperial army continued to stay outside Wuduo Mountain for a few days. During the

period, Ling Rucheng personally led the officers and soldiers to dig a grave outside the mountain.

for the officers and soldiers who died in the battle of Wuduoshan, except that very few generals could be transported back to the capital to be buried by their families, most of the soldiers could only leave a small wooden plate engraved with their native names waiting for the imperial court to provide compassion for their families, and then buried with thousands of colleagues into this humble tomb in the barren mountains and mountains, sharing a tombstone.

on the day the dead were officially buried, Huayang, on behalf of the queen mother and younger brother of the palace, led Ling Rucheng and other generals to watch the ceremony and burn incense.

the mountain wind is chilly, blowing the plain white skirt of Huayang.

her hand holding incense was stiff by the wind, but in fact she didn't feel anything. She just looked pitifully at the grave in front of her and the lonely tombstone.

it's a pity that the piles of bones by the uncertain river are still people in the boudoir dream.

in the previous life, after Chen Jingzong went to battle, Huayang also dreamed of him, not just for one or two nights.

in the final analysis, she only disliked Chen Jingzong's carelessness at that time, and there was no deep hatred between the two. During the four years of husband and wife, apart from cynicism, there were also laughter and laughter. Even the intimacy of the bed she had resisted was not the whole ordeal, and there were moments when she remembered that she was soft and hot on her face.

now that Chen Jingzong is standing next to her, she no longer has to sleep alone in many long nights, but how heartbroken are the men in the graveyard, their parents and their wives

after incense, I returned to Huayang in the camp, with red rims under my eyes and cold cheeks.

Chen Jingzong came over with a steaming towel, sat next to her, and wiped her face.

his face was also unusually heavy. Huayang asked, "how much have you sacrificed in this counter-insurgency"

Chen Jingzong lowered his eyes: "1132 people."

Huayang wrapped around his neck and pressed his face against his shoulder.

she had never seen these people, but Chen Jingzong practiced with them for more than a year and fought side by side with them on the battlefield.

Chen Jingzong didn't want her to indulge in this sentimental mood, so he smiled and patted her on the back: "all right, it's over. Hurry up and get ready. The army is about to leave."

tens of thousands of soldiers died in exchange for the stability and value of hundreds of thousands and millions of people.

the imperial army captured the King of Henan at Nanyang House in Henan Province, which is two thousand miles away from the capital.

speaking, if Huayang and Chen Jingzong went to the Chen family's Lingzhou old house instead, it would be much closer.

it's just that no matter how far it is, we still have to go back to Beijing.

it was a hot summer when I left Beijing, but it was a cold winter when I returned to Beijing. No matter how tightly the camp was tied up at night, there was still wind energy to find cracks and come in, making the pots of charcoal fire seem useless.

oddly enough, the quilt covered by Chaoyun and Chaoyue at night is not as warm as that of Huayang. The two servant girls are good, but Huayang is cold. They cough when they sit in the carriage during the day and cough when they stay in the camp at night.

after nightfall, Chen Jingzong slipped over quietly.

in order to hide his presence here, the lights went out early in the camp in Huayang.

"I told you not to join the army, but have you fallen ill now"

huddled in a quilt, Chen Jingzong touched her forehead.

fortunately, two doctors followed her. She burned for two nights for a day, but her forehead finally stopped burning.

Huayang said feebly, "if that's all you came to say, you can go now."

Chen Jingzong: "I came here to sleep for the eldest princess."

Huayang pinched the inside of his right upper arm so many times in vain that he already knew that the flesh on his body was too tight, and it was easier to pinch the flesh on the inside of his upper arm.

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actually has a lot of meat on her thighs, but when she reaches out her hand there, Chen Jingzong feels happy.

when the flesh on his arm was pinched, Chen Jingzong took a breath: "warm quilt is also a kind of bedding. What did I say wrong"

Huayang: "No matter what you say, you begin to make mistakes from the moment you open your mouth."

Chen Jingzong: "OK, I'll gag now."

as he put his arm around her waist and lifted it up, he kissed her.

Huayang did not open his face for the first time and pushed him away and said, "I am so sick. Thanks to your kiss, I am not afraid to give it to you if I am too sick."

Chen Jingzong fished her back, holding her warm cheek and said, "how can you still want to make me sick" You win if you make me sneeze. "

maybe Huayang's illness is really not serious enough. She recovered after a few days, and Chen Jingzong didn't seem to be affected at all.

only at night, Chen Jingzong would still sneak over and call it warm quilt for her.

Huayang is afraid of being seen, but she really likes Chen Jingzong's "bedding". Once the quilt is covered, there is a "big heater" with just the right temperature around him. Even if the cold wind outside the camp roars with snowflakes, Huayang will not feel cold.

the next morning, the wind stopped, the snow was still falling, and the outside was covered in silver.

Chen Jingzong got up a long time ago, went to Ling Rucheng's handsome account for a while, and then went straight to Huayang.

Huayang sits in a chair with a cloak, asking Chaoyun to comb her hair.

seeing the snowflakes on Chen Jingzong's hair and shoulders, Huayang can imagine how heavy the snow is outside.

Chen Jingzong took the feather duster in Wu run's hand and looked at Huayang while sweeping the snow on his shoulder. "Ling Shuai said, the army will continue to be stationed here until the snow stops."

Huayang nodded.

when Huayang is dressed, Chaoyue comes back from the kitchen, carrying a food box with vegetarian dumplings she personally made for princesses and horses, as well as vinegar sauce dipping.

when the bowls and chopsticks were set, Wu Run and others withdrew.

Chen Jingzong uses large bowls, while Huayang uses small bowls. They sit face to face, one tall and strong, the other slender and exquisite, so much like that pair of children's bowls.

Chen Jingzong aimed his eyes at Huayang and whispered, "will you shed tears at the thought of the late Emperor recently"

Huayang shook his head.

Chen Jingzong: "well, do you want me to get some meat to replenish your body"

Huayang glared at him.

Chen Jingzong: "We are people who cheated together during the filial piety period of the old lady in our family. In front of me, why should you stick to etiquette and law" As I said earlier, the old lady doesn't want me to go hungry for those false gifts. The Emperor loves you so much. She only wants you to eat and drink more than I do, and restore your beaded appearance as soon as possible. "

Huayang is silent.

Chen Jingzong: "are you afraid that one day I will laugh at you for this"

Huayang did not admit or deny it.

Chen Jingzong raised his hand and swore to God, "if I dare to ridicule you for this, I will be punished by God to be your father-in-law for the rest of my life and the next."

Huayang smiled, picked up a dumpling and took a bite, but still said, "Chaoyue and Grandpa Feng are both good cooks. Eating meat and vegetarianism doesn't make much difference to me. Why should I break the rules for this" But you can eat all the meat you crave, as long as it's not in front of my eyes, and don't let anyone run into it. I just don't know. "

Chen Jingzong looked at her and said, "I can eat meat by myself, but I can't do the other one by myself."

even if Huayang could not understand what he said, he could see the look in his eyes.wards the clouds and the moon.she looked down at the jewelry placed inside the counter and only looked at Han bottle with the afterlight.Han Ping er is the daughter of Han Qianhu, a 14-year-old from J...