"Why send her to the army to suffer? Besides, the army is full of men. How can a girl like her who has been spoiled since childhood and doesn't even know the world survive in such a difficult environment? I'm not saving her, I'm clearly harming her, right?"
As soon as Su Junyao finished his words, Shaoyao knelt down and kowtowed hurriedly.
"My lady, that's not what I meant."
"Stand up. I will be criticized for doing this." Su Junyao watched Shaoyao stand up and asked softly, "Shaoyao, do you know Yan Gui?"
"I don't know. I only know that General Yan went into battle at the age of twelve and took back Yancheng at the age of sixteen. He has been guarding Yancheng for Your Majesty for seven years now."
Su Junyao stared at the lamp in front of him with burning eyes.
"Last spring, General Yan came to the capital. When he first saw Wei Yang, he begged General Yan to ask his father to marry the two families. But Wei Yang was still young, and he was afraid that the emperor would be jealous, so he exchanged the engagement letter and token in private. He will only formally conclude the marriage after Wei Yang reaches the age of 15."
Having said this, Su Junyao paused and looked out the window which was filled with dark shadows.
"If I don't send Wei Yang to Yan Gui, I'm afraid he won't be willing to protect my son."
Shaoyao looked at the plain-dressed woman in front of her. She was once the queen of a country, but now she was past the age of marriage, yet still very beautiful and charming.
The Su family's daughters are really well-born, and time has been kind to them.
Watching Shaoyao retreat, Su Junyao pulled out a scroll from the side.
She needs to copy for a while before she can fall asleep.
"Weiyang, for Xu'er's sake, I have to let you suffer first!"
With a light sigh, she simply threw the book back on the table. She didn't know why, but she felt restless and irritable. Even the faint moonlight outside the window made her feel annoyed.
"I'm not wrong. Wei Yang is such a good girl. Only by leaving her to Yan Gui can we keep her safe."
"But she is still so young, in her teens. If Yan Gui can't help it, will her body be able to bear it?"
The moonlight shone through the broken window frame and hit Su Junyao's face, and two clear tears fell down her cheeks.
Is she scared too
…
Seeing Wei Yang sitting on the prepared bed, Yan Gui made an excuse and said he wanted to go out for a tour.
Seeing the little girl nodding ignorantly, Yan Gui turned around, lifted the curtain and walked out.
"General." Ding Si and Ding Wu said in unison.
He glanced at where the two were standing, his eyes moved slightly, but it was gone in a flash, hidden by the cold moonlight at night.
"Keep an eye on the military accounts. No one is allowed to enter or leave. I'm going to take a walk."
"Yes." Ding Si and Ding Wu responded in unison.
Outside the military tent, not far away is the place where the soldiers rest.
Twelve people, that was the only number Yan brought when he returned, and now they were going to the border with him again.
Seeing Yan Gui coming over, everyone stood up and saluted.
"General..."
"General Yan..."
Yan Gui joined the army at the age of twelve, and it has been eleven years now. The officers and soldiers in the army naturally respect him very much.
These twelve people are his most trusted confidants.
I think it won't be a big deal to take Wei Yang back to Yancheng.
However, it is better to cover up a little.
Thinking of this, Yan Gui waved to Ding Er, who was in charge of supplies and military supplies, and said, "Help me get two sets of small-sized military uniforms tonight and send them to the account tomorrow morning."
"Yes." Ding Er was surprised, but did not show it on his face.
Small military uniform!
These soldiers are all elite, the youngest one is over 175cm tall, what's the junior one's rank
He didn't dare to say it, and he didn't dare to ask!
Just try to find the smallest one.
Or we can go back and ask Ding Si and Ding Wu. They have been following the general all the time and maybe they know.
When Ding Wu, with his sly eyes, told him that the general had hidden a small restaurant in the military account, he couldn't help vomiting three liters of blood.
It’s better not to ask. A man who acts like a woman is still a man.
Never mind, the smallest size will do, he has done his best!