Zhao Jingting was in a good mood and wanted to drink from three large tanks.
It's just that he was the only one in such a large general's mansion, and he lost interest again.
Xie Lun has been away for five months. He doesn't know how he survived these five months. He thinks about him every day when he eats and sleeps. He thinks about him when there are many people, and even more when there is no one. .
Today, he missed Xie Lun even more.
He couldn't wait to tell Xie Lun that the 200,000-strong army they had trained could finally be put to use openly and no longer secretly.
And the two of them no longer have to be sneaky.
The general knew about their affairs, Du Heng knew about it, everyone knew about it, and everyone understood and gave their blessings.
The princess also specially wrote a letter to him, saying that she was in love with Xie Lun and asked him to treat Xie Lun well.
…
Zhao Jingting was a little sad, and his eyes glowed warmly when facing the orange flickering candlelight.
I wonder if Xie Lun is doing well in southern Xinjiang. Is he used to eating? Are you used to drinking
Are you having trouble eating and sleeping just like him
He felt that Xie Lun should be like him, but he was afraid that Xie Lun would be like him.
He felt that he was really hypocritical. How could a grown man in his forties be so effeminate
…
"Boom!"
The knock on the door woke Zhao Jingting up. He was so busy that he put away the letter and asked in a deep voice: "Who is it?"
"Brother Zhao, it's me." Mu Nanshan said softly outside the door.
"It's Nanshan, come in quickly," Zhao Jingting got up in a hurry and welcomed Mu Nanshan in. It was still very cold in Culun in early March. He pulled Mu Nanshan in and said, "Nanshan, sit down and warm yourself by the fire. I'll give you some Pour me a cup of hot tea."
"Okay, thank you, Brother Zhao." Mu Nanshan sat down.
"I want you to come over now, are you freezing?" Zhao Jingting handed the tea cup to Mu Nanshan and looked at the handsome young man opposite through the dim candlelight.
Mu Nanshan was only nineteen years old when he first arrived in Kulun. That year there was a great upheaval in the Beidi royal family, and he almost fell into the trap of someone else. It was Xie Lun who fought hard to rescue him from Beidi. At that time, he was not as heroic as he is now. people
"Why are you so cold-free? Brother Zhao, don't forget that I'm from Beidi, and Beidi is colder than Kulun," Mu Nanshan said with a smile, paused, and then asked Zhao Jingting, "Has there been another letter from the capital? "
Every time Lu Zhishan wrote to Cullen, he would also send a letter from Mu Nanzhi to Mu Nanshan. Although the siblings had not seen each other for many years, their contact had never been broken.
"Yes, this is a letter from the princess." Zhao Jingting took out a letter from the drawer and handed it to Mu Nanshan.
Mu Nanshan was so busy that he opened the letter. As soon as he saw Mu Nanzhi's twisted handwriting, he couldn't help but laugh. He just kept reading the letter with a smile, watching Mu Nanzhi chatter to him. Three large pieces of paper. He knew that Mu Nanzhi disliked writing. It took a lot of effort to sit at the desk and write such a long letter to him.
He read every word carefully, read it once, couldn't help but read it again, then folded the letter again and put it back in the envelope.
He missed Mu Nanzhi just as much as Mu Nanzhi missed him.
"Looking at your expression, I know that the princess must be in good health and everything is fine." Zhao Jingting said with a smile.
"Yes, the eldest sister is very good, and the brother-in-law is also very good," Mu Nanshan nodded, then took a sip of tea and said to Zhao Jingting, "Brother Xie has been away for almost half a year, why haven't you come back yet?"