In Tianducheng, the imperial capital of the imperial palace, in a gorgeous Don Juan palace a little east of the central axis of the palace, dozens of maids and eunuchs rushed into it, but there was hardly a sound in the entire courtyard, and everyone held their breaths and even Even the footsteps are well controlled, a look of sincerity and fear...
"Xian'er stay, the rest will go down."
"Well..."
The well-carved bed rails, the finely crafted curtains, and a woman with a weak breath lying on the wide bed, she gave the order just now, although the voice was very soft, but after hearing it, people couldn't help but feel uneasy. The feeling of daring to disobey.
"Mother..."
"Xian'er, come, sit next to the mother, and let the mother... well... see you."
It turned out that the woman lying on the bed was actually Li Qingcheng, the mother of a country who had left the country. Although Li Qingcheng was described as thin and haggard at this time, she was unforgettable by her own style, and her natural extravagance was even more unforgettable. Don't dare to underestimate her, she deserves to be the number one beauty who left the country twenty years ago. Even though twenty years have passed by in a hurry, you can still see the beauty of the city from her face.
Li Xian sat quietly beside Empress Li Qingcheng and shed tears as she watched her already thin and impersonal mother in front of her.
Seeing her daughter like this, Li Qingcheng showed a pale smile and said, "My mother and daughter have been ill for the past few years, and I haven't had time to take a good look at my little princess. Xianer, you have grown up."
"Queen Mother!" Li Xian gently held Li Qingcheng's hand outside the quilt, but did not dare to exert any force on her hand. Li Qingcheng's hand could clearly feel the complete hand bones under the skin as white as mutton fat. Every slender blood vessel is clearly visible, and this hand seems to be broken when touched.
"Xian'er, don't feel sorry for the queen mother. The queen mother has no regrets, but she can't let go of you and your brother... Kekekeke."
"Empress mother, pass on the imperial doctor." Li Xian held Li Qingcheng's hand, tears welling up from her eyes, streaking across the face that was 70% similar to Li Qingcheng's, and smashed heavily on the red brocade quilt. The tears were quickly sucked dry, leaving only a round dark red spot, like a dry blood stain.
"Silly child, don't you know about the mother's body? Let our mother and daughter be alone for a while, and the mother has something to tell you."
Li Xian nodded and obeyed Li Qingcheng's will, but the dark red spots on the red brocade under her body were rapidly increasing...
Li Qingcheng was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, as if he was trying hard to endure the discomfort of his body and as if he was trying to hold on to something.
"Xian'er, in the future... If you get married, remember to choose according to your heart. The mother... The mother believes in my daughter's vision... Don't worry too much about life's important matters... You... child, make people... worry."
"Well, mother, Xian'er knows..."
"And your younger brother, your younger brother is not in good health. It's better not to sit in that position... but it is better. If he thinks so, he must express his position in advance... King Qi... has a generous temperament, definitely... definitely not... cough..."
"Mother! Xian'er knows!"
"Report to the Empress, the Crown Prince is here!"
Hearing the report of the palace maid outside the door, Li Qingcheng's already dazed eyes flashed a ray of light.
"Let the crown prince come in!" Li Xian said first.
With a "squeak", the door to the bedroom opened, and a young boy wearing a black robe with dark gold threads and a white jade crown walked in.
It was Li Zhu, the prince of Li Kingdom. Judging from the appearance of this little boy and his elder sister Li Xian, he looked so handsome, but there was a little more masculine air between his brows. Unfortunately, he was not tall enough to describe Shang Xiao, and his complexion was a little pale. Even with a majestic outfit next to him, there is still a bit of weakness.
"Queen Mother! Sister Huang." Li Zhu obediently came to Li Qingcheng's bed and saluted her mother and sister.
"Come on, Huang'er, let the mother take a look."
"Yes, Queen Mother." The eight-year-old Li Zhu stood upright in front of Li Qingcheng's bed and looked like a king.
Li Qingcheng looked at the pair of sons and daughters in front of her with a gratified smile. She looked at Li Zhu and said hard: "Emperor, remember to listen to your sister."
"Queen Mother!" After all, Li Zhu was only an eight-year-old child, and even though his education required him to be "invisible", he finally cried when he saw his own mother look like this.
Li Qingcheng's blurred eyes lingered on the faces of his children. Finally, he looked at the closed door of the palace for a few times. He hesitated for a few times, and finally turned into a faint sigh, and then slowly closed his eyes...
"Pearl, my sister asked you, do you want to board that big treasure?"
"Well... Pearl thought!"
Leaving the country and border
"Brother, put it on quickly!" Lin Yu handed a three-finger-wide sackcloth to Lin Wanyue.
Lin Wanyue took the sackcloth and tied it to her head like Lin Yu and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Lin Yu lowered his voice and said to Lin Wanyue, "The Empress has passed away!"
"Oh." Lin Wanyue nodded.
Lin Yu continued: "The Empress is the sister of our Marshal."
Seeing Lin Wanyue's somewhat surprised expression, Lin Yu sighed inwardly that his elder brother was too insensitive to politics and didn't seem to care about anything except killing the Huns. How could this work? So he kindly explained: "Brother, if you are not a military household, you may not know that General Li Mu's father is the emperor's surname, the emperor's surname. The old general has a son and a daughter, and the son is our Grand Marshal General Li Mu. The daughter later married the crown prince, which is now the current saint."
Lin Wanyue opened her mouth, but before she could speak, the low voice of the horn came over!
"There is an enemy attack!" Lin Wanyue immediately grabbed the sackcloth wrapped on the bed and carried it on her back as quickly as she had changed when she heard the sound of the horn. Then she took the spear on the shelf and rushed out of the camp.
Lin Yu followed them to their respective teams. After the teams were assembled, the archers climbed to the camp wall as soon as possible. The sound of the drums beating "dong dong dong" almost formed a frequency with Lin Wanyue's heartbeat.
The ground began to vibrate slightly. In the past two years, Lin Wanyue has been able to judge the number of people coming from the Huns from the vibration of the ground. Feeling this amplitude, I am afraid there is a tough battle to be fought!
"preparation!"
"Release!" With the commander's order, the sound of arrows breaking through the air echoed in the camp.
In the distance is the neighing of the Huns' horses, mixed with a whimper.
With a bang, a shot archer fell off the camp wall and landed not far from Lin Wanyue's camp. Lin Wanyue turned her head and saw: the arrow was penetrating between the eyebrows and the flesh. More than an inch.
The semaphore of each battalion had begun to wave, and Lin Wanyue looked at the semaphore ahead: archers cover, infantry charge forward, cavalry flank...
Lin Wanyue held the spear in one hand and the Pu Dao tightly around her waist with the other hand. With the sound of the drums, the camp door was opened!
"Come on!" The vanguard general roared and the infantry battalion took the brunt of it and ran out!