Shen Xihe listened to him, his obsidian eyes lightened: "I am not unhappy, nor am I annoyed."
Her reaction made Xiao Huayong feel as powerless as if he had punched cotton. He didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment. He was afraid that she was really annoyed, but he didn't want her to be so indifferent.
Lowering his eyelids, he whispered: "Yoyo, I hope you don't mind..."
Shen Xihe was a person who was extremely sensitive to other people's emotional changes. Xiao Huayong's words sounded a bit weird. She didn't want to find out why he was like that, because it was not important. "Do you really want to find someone to dissect the body of King Xun?"
As long as it is done properly, we will be able to create a rift between the current Xun King Xiao Changfeng and Your Majesty.
Xiao Huayong looked at the remains of King Xun and said, "My uncle has devoted his whole life to the Northeast. Although we are now serving different masters, his achievements cannot be erased. His body should not be humiliated after his death."
He could do all the things that were said to King Xun before, but there were some things that he could not do. This was the proper respect for a general who defended his country.
Shen Xihe slowly opened her lips. Xiao Huayong's respect for Prince Xun made her more convinced of Xiao Huayong's character: "Send him to Prince Xun's mansion?"
Fallen leaves return to their roots, and after death, people hope to be buried in their ancestral tombs and worshipped by future generations. Since we want to show respect, we might as well send the Buddha to the west.
Xiao Huayong pondered for a moment and nodded: "I sent someone to lead Xiao Changfeng to find my uncle's body."
Shen Xihe nodded without saying much. Xiao Huayong would not make any mistakes in his actions. She turned and left the secret room, and Xiao Huayong followed closely behind.
After leaving the yard, Xiao Huayong looked up and saw that the moon had moved westward. He really wanted to invite Shen Xihe for a night tour. Under the bright lights, they could take a boat down the river, brew a cup of tea, and have a good chat. The beautiful scenery and gazing at the moon by the river would surely be unforgettable.
However, Shen Xihe's health was not well yet, and he had not gotten enough rest, which caused great damage to his body. Xiao Huayong sighed in his heart.
"Your Highness, are you thinking about the Divine Brave Army?" Shen Xihe turned his head and caught a glimpse of the fleeting melancholy in Xiao Huayong's eyes through the moonlight.
Xiao Huayong: …
He really didn't dare to let her know that his mind was full of romance just now, so he could only respond vaguely: "Yeah."
"Prince Xun was forced by His Highness to show up in less than ten days." Shen Xihe did not get on the carriage. He put on the forehead veil handed over by Mo Yu and walked side by side with Xiao Huayong, facing the moonlight and slowly walked forward. "In ten days, many places cannot be reached, but this is based on the premise of starting from Kyoto. If Your Majesty sent a message to inform the generals not far from the Shenyong Army, it would be another matter."
Xiao Huayong wanted to remind Shen Xihe to go back and rest earlier, but he was reluctant to walk with her in the quiet alley where no one was around late at night. He hesitated for a moment, looking at the narrow bluestone path in front of him, and replied: "When His Majesty left the hunting ground, he sent six embroidered clothes envoys out of the capital, and my people lost three of them."
Zhao Zhenghao was still under punishment for reflecting on his previous actions, and he just happened to miss this opportunity. It was fate and timing, Xiao Huayong couldn't help but sigh.
Shen Xihe was slightly startled when he heard this. He had never dispelled the suspicion that Xiao Huayong was the master behind the impostor Hua Fuhai, even though the appearance of Xiao Fuxing earlier had taken away more suspicion.