"But once the decisive battle begins, you must obey the orders of the main battalion."
"So." Feng Zhiwei bit her lower lip, "I want them to fail in this decisive battle, and I want to make it only to Shunyi's iron cavalry. Chunyumeng is here now, plus Yang Yu and the others, Shunyi Among the iron cavalry are many descendants of the imperial family, as long as they make great contributions in this battle, they will become the backbone of Tiansheng's army in the future, this is a rare opportunity."
Hua Qiong was silent, and muttered for a while: "It's too risky..."
"Eternal meritorious deeds are in danger." Feng Zhiwei sneered.
Hua Qiong thought for a while, then smiled loudly and said, "I will always follow you."
"You'd better not go." Feng Zhiwei said, "The child is still young, He Lianzheng wrote a letter the other day saying that he would laugh..."
Speaking of his son, Hua Qiong's bright eyes were also stained with the softness of his mother, and he smiled and said: "I made him a bag the day before yesterday, and asked the king's messenger to take it back. I don't know if I put it on. I heard that she is growing fast, so don't think she is too small."
"Don't mention knowing." Feng Zhiwei hurriedly covered her mouth, then looked around in fear, for fear that the invisible Young Master Gu would suddenly appear, "Nan Yi hates these two words the most, don't look at him and say nothing, I thought about it very much, that day I saw in his bag the baby bottle that I knew was used before, and he actually kept it with him.”
Hua Qiong giggled, and said: "Okay, Yu Diao'er is becoming more and more like a human being, knowing that missing is also a good thing."
"Oh? Everyone knows miss." Feng Zhiwei squinted at her, "Do you know?"
"Me?" Hua Qiong pretended to be stupid, brushed his temples and sniffed, "You know, I miss my family, Hua Changtian."
Feng Zhiwei smiled strangely.
"What are you laughing at?" Hua Qiong looked at her in astonishment.
Feng Zhiwei pursed his lips and did not speak. He searched for something in his clothes. After a while, he took out a letter, pressed it to his heart, and sighed pretendingly, "Some people are pitiful, they miss you day and night. , tossing and turning, trying my best to search all over the Central Plains, but met the most ruthless woman in the world, without mentioning a word, still thinking about another man!"
Hua Qiong's eyes lit up, and she reached out to snatch the letter, "Let me see!"
Looking at her unpretentious expression, Feng Zhiwei also felt a rare bright joy in her heart, and suddenly felt amused, put the letter behind her back, and said with a smile, "Ah? Why? I have something to do with you." What's the matter? Go, don't disturb this general thinking about the military situation."
"Military situation, you bah." Hua Qiong rushed over and pinched her face, "You bad woman, you actually hid my letter and didn't give it to me. See if I don't tear you apart!"
"It's none of your business, it's none of your business, you flirtatious woman." Feng Zhiwei grabbed the letter and ran away, Hua Qiong grabbed her belt and threw her down with a groan, the two of them rolled into a ball on the grass, The crisp and bright laughter rushed to the clouds, and the first-quarter moon was so startled that it became a little brighter. I peeked out of the clouds and peeked at this peerless woman. It is rare to let go of the pure joy of worrying.
"You... shrew..." After a long time of trouble, Feng Zhiwei was tired, panting and paralyzed on the high slope, and waved the letter at Hua Qiong, "I should... not tell you... I'm so anxious..."
Hua Qiong glanced at her, grabbed the letter, and went down the slope to read it with a smile. Feng Zhiwei sat up and rolled her eyes—this woman needs to find a place to hide when she reads the letter.
She lay down comfortably, put her head in her hands, and looked at the smiling moon with a smile. She felt that the moon was very bright tonight, and the wind was very refreshing. , making people want to sing in such a moonlight.
She thought she could guess what would be written in the letter—that shrewd young man once thought that attachment was not love, and he once forgot to think about the affection behind it because of the logical marriage, but once she left him, he suddenly understood that there was a kind of love. When there is perfection, I don't think it is precious, but when it is missing, I feel empty.
To be able to search for her for nearly a year, and to find her here in various ways, one can imagine how many twists and turns Yan Huaishi has gone through, and such twists and turns have proved all his intentions.
There was the sound of pedaling footsteps down the slope, Hua Qiong rushed up with big strides, her pretty face was slightly red, her eyes were bright, and the thin letter paper was flying between her fingers, like a pair of butterflies.
She ran in front of Zhiwei Feng, stood still, and looked at her with her chest heaving and falling, she seemed unable to say what she wanted to say for a while, turned her head suddenly, and ran down again.
Feng Zhiwei sat up stunned, wanted to laugh, but couldn't.
What kind of joy is filling the chest, which makes people unable to express it in words, and wants to burst the heart and lungs and blow up to heaven.
Feng Zhi smiled, sincerely feeling happy for that woman, but he didn't realize that his eyes had been covered with a light sadness like night mist.
With the sound of pedaling footsteps, Hua Qiong ran up again. Feng Zhiwei couldn't help it this time, and was about to make fun of it, when Hua Qiong carefully stuffed the letter into his arms, put his hands on his hips, and faced the vast expanse of northern Xinjiang. Sky, cried out:
"Ah! I'm so happy!"
"I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy..." The shouts of joy were rumbled across the mountains on all sides, and then reflected back endlessly, in the ears of everyone, they kept stirring.
Tears welled up in Feng Zhiwei's eyes.
That night, the wind in northern Xinjiang cleared away, and the two people under Gao Gang leaned head to head to listen to the singing of the night.
Hua Qiong pressed the letter to her heart, closed her eyes and fell asleep, suddenly sniffed, and said, "Feng Zhiwei, how many days have you not bathed?"
Feng Zhi didn't move slightly, and said lazily, "Same as you."
The two of them sat up and looked at each other. They didn't have the conditions to take a bath. In addition to the crazy noise just now, there was dust in their hair. die.
"Just now I went around the bottom and saw a river in the distance." Hua Qiong pointed to the west.
"Okay, go take a shower!" Feng Zhiwei immediately got up, and said to the air, "Brother Gu, I'm going to take a shower, it's nearby, don't worry."
Hua Qiong giggled, and said: "You should worry about whether you will be seen by yourself, he will definitely follow."