The battle took place in Jiankang City. The once prosperous Qinhuai River and Wuyi Lane were shrouded in the smoke of war. Wang Sengbian and Chen Baxian joined forces to attack. Although they always had disagreements and disputes, this time they were no longer divided.
Xiao Yi was stationed in the main tent, making plans, and Zhao Pei was by his side, inseparable. At this moment, she just wanted to stay by his side. She suddenly realized that she had wasted too much time, and those twenty years had passed inadvertently.
He is her support.
As the night deepened, Zhao Pei lay quietly in Xiao Yi's warm arms, hugging him tightly. Xiao Yi slept quietly, breathing evenly. Zhao Pei looked up at him for a long time, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly with his breathing, that quiet and peaceful sleeping face was so familiar and yet so strange.
She remembered the first time he slept beside her. She had looked at him like this that morning. At that time, her heart was extremely complicated, with doubts, helplessness and sadness. But now, her heart and eyes are full of attachment. Maybe there is a little regret, but this regret is also because of loving him.
When she was young, she didn't know that a lifetime is so long. Long enough to forget a person, long enough to fall in love with him just like falling in love with that person before. The same throbbing and the same surge.
Xiao Yi's eyelashes trembled a few times, and Zhao Pei quickly turned her head and closed her eyes. But she heard him laugh dully: "Since you are awake, why do you still pretend to be asleep?"
Zhao Pei opened her eyes awkwardly and continued: "You woke up..."
He looked at her with amusement and held her in his arms, pressing Zhao Pei's head against his chest. His chin rubbed Zhao Pei's head, and she could feel his lips on her hair. With tenderness, Zhao Pei smiled with half-closed eyes and quietly enjoyed this rare warmth.
He murmured in a low voice from above: "I originally wanted to attack the imperial city and bring you out personally, but unexpectedly you escaped by yourself. Do you know how I felt when I saw you? It was... simply indescribable. I have been afraid of losing you."
Zhao Pei smiled lightly, and a subtle strangeness flashed across her eyes. She had waited for more than half a year, but there was no sign of Xiao Yi. If Xiao Gang and Zi Ye had not sacrificed their lives, how could she still see the sunrise in the future? But at this moment... Zhao Pei didn't want to think about it. She believed him.
"Sheng Lian..." Xiao Yi called her softly, his soft voice bringing Zhao Pei into a soaring world. It had been a long time since she heard this name. "You said something when you threw yourself into my arms yesterday. Can you say it again?" Xiao Yi coaxed her, even with a request.
Zhao Pei was stunned for a moment before she remembered what she said. Her face suddenly became red with anger: "What... did I say anything? You must have heard it wrongly."
Xiao Yi ignored her blushing face and chuckled playfully: "I just want to tell you, me too."
Zhao Pei felt warm in her chest after hearing this. She smiled happily and curled up in Xiao Yi's arms, almost forgetting that she was still in a cruel war. War... Zhao Pei suddenly remembered that Hou Jing had said: "The brothers are only concerned with fighting for power and profit, but they don't care about me and the emperor in the palace." "The main target of Xiangdong King now is Shaoling King, not me, Hou Jing."
Zhao Pei's heart skipped a beat and she asked hurriedly, "By the way, Qi Fu. How is Xiao Lun doing recently? And Eighth Brother, where is he recently?"
Xiao Yi was stunned, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared. His tone became much colder: "They... are you always thinking about these when you are with me?"
Seeing that he was angry, Zhao Pei thought he was jealous and laughed. Someone outside the tent called out, "Your Majesty? Your Majesty? There's a tip."
Without saying anything, Xiao Yi picked up his clothes, got out of bed, and walked out. The two figures outside the tent chatted for a long time before Xiao Yi opened the curtain and poked his head in: "I still have war matters to discuss. Peipei, you should rest first. I'll come to see you when I'm done."
Zhao Pei didn't think any more and nodded with a smile.
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Earlier, Hanzhen came to visit Zhaopei and brought a box of food: "Mom, try it, I made these myself."
Zhao Pei smiled and got off the couch and walked forward. Although they were just a few simple stir-fries, they were delicious and the aroma made Zhao Pei's stomach swell with appetite. "Did Zhen'er really make these?"
Hanzhen smiled proudly: "That's right, otherwise how could I be in the kitchen." Once she revealed this proudly, Zhaopei was in a good mood or she was used to Hanzhen's unreasonable things, she smiled faintly and started to eat. Hanzhen immediately picked up a pot of hot tea and poured it for her: "Mom, you have to eat it all."
Zhao Pei looked at Han Zhen and asked tentatively, "Zhen Er, you must have heard a lot about war along the way."
"Yeah." Hanzhen poured the first cup of tea and nodded: "I must know everything that Dad knows."
Zhao Pei held the chopsticks and asked her as if nothing had happened: "Then, Zhen Er, do you know how your sixth uncle is doing recently?" As soon as these words came out, Han Zhen's face turned pale instantly, and she stared at Zhao Pei with her mouth slightly open. Her hands loosened their strength, and the teapot fell to the ground, breaking with a crisp sound.
The sudden change startled Zhao Pei. She frowned and looked worried: "What's wrong, Zhen'er?"
Hanzhen hurriedly bent down to pick up the pieces, and the tears that overflowed from her eyes fell into the tea puddle on the ground and could not be seen clearly. Ji Jijiang heard the noise and ran over to see Hanzhen squatting on the ground to clean up the dishes.
He stepped forward to help clean up and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the tear marks on Hanzhen's face: "Miss Hanzhen, what are you doing..." Ji Jijiang was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Zhao Pei, whose face was pale, thinking that the mother and daughter had had a quarrel.
Hanzhen narrowed her eyes and smiled: "I accidentally dropped the teapot, it's okay." She stood up quickly and said with a smile: "Mom, I'll go make you another pot." After that, she turned around and ran away. Zhaopei looked unhappy. She was silent for a long time and stared at Jijijiang and asked: "Jijiang, do you know what happened to King Shaoling?"
Ji Jijiang paused, then smiled awkwardly: "Princess, Ji Jiang left the palace with you. These... Ji Jiang is not very clear."
Zhao Pei could only think of waiting for Xiao Yi to come back, but in the next few days, she only saw the team escorting her and her daughter back to Jiangling. (To be continued)