Wei Lan and Huan Heng went all the way to the north smoothly. Once they entered the border of Youzhou, it was the territory of the Huan family. Huan Heng immediately contacted the defenders of Baicheng to understand the situation of the battle.
This is the biggest battle for Di Jie in recent years. Just as the weather has been good these years, Di Jie's people have been well-equipped with soldiers and horses, so Di Jie's king is thinking about taking this opportunity to take down Youyun Ten. The six cities, the sixteen cities of Youyun included the defense line established by the entire Great Chu based on the natural barriers of the Yangtze River. Once the sixteen cities of Youyun were captured, there would be almost no natural barriers to defend from Youzhou to Shengjing. With such attention, Di Jie almost sent all 200,000 cavalry over. The Huan family has always been stationed at the northern border. It is not a big deal for 700,000 troops to 200,000 cavalry, but the bad thing is that these years The Huan family relied too much on the imperial court and did not store food, so after the imperial court cut off the grain, within a month, the grain and grass had bottomed out. Huan Song sold all the jewelry in the house at a high price and bought food at a high price, but it was a drop in the bucket for the 700,000 troops, so he didn't dare to go to war at all, so he had to retreat and retreat again and again. In less than a month, he had already lost two city.
Wei Lan and Huan Heng, under the protection of the Baicheng defenders, wore the stars and wore the moon, and arrived at the front line Tusu City in less than two days. Tusu City is one of the most critical cities. If it is captured, the Chu army will go up the mountain from now on. . Because he knew that Tusu City was so important, Di Jie put all the main force here, and Huan Song also issued a death order. Swear to defend Tusu City.
When Wei Lan and Huan Heng arrived, as soon as they entered the city, they could hear the sound of killing outside the city. For the past three days, the soldiers were drinking clear water and porridge, but they had been attacked by Di Jie twice in a row. It was the third storm today, and the morale of the soldiers had already been demoralized. In order to boost morale, Huan Song actually led the troops to charge forward.
Although the entire southern imperial court was very afraid of Huan Song, a martial artist, Wei Lan had to say that he was indeed a martial artist.
Unlike the obscene and treacherous emperor in the court, Huan Song's ability to win 700,000 troops has a lot to do with his own hard work and integrity. He never thought of betraying Chu, and he never loved his soldiers. Parents and children, even his own son Huan Heng, did not have any extra preferential treatment in front of the soldiers. Wei Lan is not surprised at all that he, a general, would take his soldiers out of the city to fight at such a time.
However, when he heard that Huan Song was on the battlefield, Huan Heng became angry, and he climbed up the tower with his spear in hand, angrily saying, "He's looking for trouble for me again!"
Wei Lan followed closely behind him. Even on the battlefield, Wei Lan was still wearing a large robe with a lake blue and white background, a jade crown on her head, a long sword hanging from her waist, and clogs on her feet. She looked simple and elegant, unlike this The bloody battlefield is out of place.
As soon as she got up the tower, a feathered arrow flew over, Wei Lan pulled Huan Heng who was rushing forward into her arms, and said with a frown, "What's the rush?"
"Then old bastard, can I not be in a hurry to find his death?" The soldiers rushed up with shields, and escorted Huan Heng and Wei Lan to the front of the tower. The deputy general at the side ordered: "Bring up the stones and hot oil, organize the soldiers to stand in their positions, and they go up against the mountain. A group of cavalry, what is there to be afraid of?"
Hearing Wei Lan's calm voice, Lieutenant General Nanlou immediately settled down. This white and pure Wei Shizi has always been a sharp weapon to stabilize the morale of the army. Although Marshal Huan and Little General Huan make people feel that the men are handsome and passionate, but at this time, they still need such a person who can plan strategies anytime and anywhere to stabilize people's hearts.
"The stones are being moved from the rear, but food is in short supply in the city now, and hot oil is still used, isn't it..."
"You don't have to worry about that," Wei Lan came forward and came up with a countermeasure: "You don't need to hide anything today, bring all the saltpeter and hot oil, and be sure to frighten them on this day, and go back to recuperate for a few days. good."
"Yes." Seeing that Wei Lan was confident, Nan Lou immediately complied. After Wei Lan had ordered everything, she suddenly heard Huan Heng bluffing, "Damn it, he's surrounded!"
Wei Lan raised her head, and found that Huan Song had indeed charged too hard, and had already separated from the main force before he knew it.
There are a total of 230,000 defenders in Tusu City, including 130,000 infantry and 100,000 cavalry, when the opponent came with 100,000 troops, Huan Song led 100,000 infantry and 70,000 cavalry out. At this moment, the two sides are at a stalemate, and Huan's army already seems to be retreating, Wei Lan frowned, Huan Heng said anxiously: "I'll save him."
"return!"
Wei Lan pulled Huan Heng back, and said in a cold voice, "You stand guard on the tower, and I'll go rescue you. Your Huan family father and son must keep one no matter what."
"Alan..." Huan Heng was a little flustered: "I'll go, the battlefield..."
"It's not that I haven't been on it!"
Wei Lan shouted angrily, then turned around and told another lieutenant, Bai Yun, "Call out all the remaining cavalry. I'll go out first, and you guys will follow."
In Huan Song's situation, he couldn't wait for her to regroup before going out. Bai Yun and Huan Heng were stunned for a moment, before they thought of how Wei Lan was going to get out, they saw Wei Lan snatch the bow, feather and arrow from the soldiers behind him, then turned over and jumped off the tower!
"Wei Lan!!"
Huan Heng leaned out suddenly, wanting to grab the opponent, but saw Wei Lan holding an arrow from the arrow frame and inserting it on the tower. The friction between the arrow and the wall slowed down the speed of the downward rush, and this At that moment, the soldiers below also noticed the person who was descending from the sky, they raised their bows collectively, and shot towards Wei Lan. Wei Lan pulled out an arrow in the air, and jumped to one side of the city wall, and then quickly stepped down on the bumps and bumps of the bricks and tiles when the city wall was built.
In an instant, she landed on a cavalry soldier who had just rushed under the city wall. When she landed, she stepped on the opponent's head, and directly shattered the opponent's head and fell down. At that moment, she raised He drew his bow and shot the first arrow in the distance!
Everyone was baffled by her arrow, but Huanheng Nanlou and others standing on the tower were very clear that the arrow was pointing directly at the direction of the surrounded Huan Song, who was behind Huan Song. A soldier rushed towards him, but Huan Song didn't notice it until there was the sound of arrows raining from behind, and the man behind him was shot down to the ground!
Huan Song swung his long saber and turned his head, and saw a lake-blue wide-sleeved long robe stepping over the crowd like a crane among the mountains of swords and sea of blood.
She threw out the small fan in her sleeve, and saw that the small fan was like a sharp blade, instantly cutting a path of people's heads, and then she jumped up again, raised her bow, and shot an arrow!
Every arrow shot steadily at the soldiers who wanted to pounce on Huan Song, and she herself was getting closer and closer to Huan Song.
Huan Heng stood on the tower, commanding, while staring at the two people on the battlefield, his heart was full of anxiety.
Those were the most important people in his life, and they were all in danger.
Huan Heng felt that his heart was beating so fast, and with Wei Lan around, he was not at all worried that something would happen to his father. Ever since he met Wei Lan, he felt that Wei Lan had such a magical power, that wherever she was, He has nothing to worry about.
But for some reason, he was afraid that she would get hurt. On the battlefield, she was like a lone crane, so dazzling and beautiful, all the mountains of corpses and seas of blood were her background, and the roar of drums was her movement. Stretch your sleeves wide, pull the bowstring, a small fan flies out from your hand, and the long sword draws a strong sword spirit. This is the beauty of the prosperous age. These beauties made him so worried, he had never felt so afraid.
He was afraid that she would never come back, he was afraid that she would collapse suddenly.
What a strange emotion this is. Three years ago, she fought against him countless times on the battlefield, but he was never worried, never afraid, but he just felt that being a man shrouded in horse leather was also an honor.
But when he returned to the battlefield on this day, he looked at the beautiful and outstanding young man, and he no longer had such thoughts.
A smile makes people fall into the city, a smile makes a prince drunk.
He just wanted to hold her up on the high platform, watch her sing and drink drunk; hide on the silk couch, and smell her intoxicating fragrance.
He no longer considers her a brother.
There was never a moment when he was so clearly aware of his own dirty thoughts.
Before returning to the north, he still felt that he had brotherhood mixed with love for Wei Lan. However, when he stood on the city wall and watched that man fight on the battlefield, he felt his blood swell and his desire was embarrassing, and he finally decided—what a shit brother.
The north is his land, he is the king of the north, the blood fuels his courage, and the sword fuels his lust.
He clenched his fists tightly, resisting the urge to curse, and stared at that self-assertive person.
When she came to Huan Song, she had just run out of arrows, so she simply threw away her bow, swiped her long sword, and formed a circle around Huan Song, smilingly said: "Marshal, Wei Lan is late."
"Boy Lan is here," Huan Song yelled while beating someone, "That little bastard Huan Heng is here too?!"
What kind of wonderful existence is it for a father and son who like to call each other their father/son as bastards
Wei Lan coughed, and Huan Song stood back to back against the soldiers and said, "Here we come."
"Damn it, I thought he was going to die in Shengjing."
Huan Song was obviously very happy, and after spitting, he remembered again: "Why the fuck are you getting more and more sissy?"
Wei Lan: "..."
Wei Lan doesn't want to talk to Huan Song any more, but Huan Song seems to feel that the crisis is over when he sees Wei Lan, and chatters while beating someone: "Xiao Lan, let me tell you, next time you go to the battlefield, you still have to wear a military uniform. I know that you wear silk silk that is much more powerful than our armor, but can you consider other people's feelings? You are already very good-looking, and you are so coquettish even on the battlefield. Where do you let Huan Heng's face go? He You want to marry a wife in the future, you hang out with him every day, and your mother looks better than him, which girl do you let him fall in love with?"
Wei Lan: "..."
For some reason, she suddenly felt as if the cabbage she planted was about to be kicked by a pig. She fiercely split the person in front of her in half, blood spattered her face, Huan Song didn't know why, but felt a chill welling up, he glanced back quietly, and saw Wei Lan said with a smile: "Marshal, swords and guns have no eyes, it is better to concentrate on fighting."
"It's okay," Huan Song said, not afraid of boiling water, "I was born on the battlefield, and I can fight here with my eyes closed. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I still miss you. Xiaolan, Shengjing is not fun Doesn’t that dog emperor make you sick? He won’t give me money or food this time, hey, when I’m done fighting this battle, I’ll go back and pull him down!”
Wei Lan: "..."
Huan Song nagged for a long time, the reinforcements finally arrived, Di Jie finally couldn't bear it anymore, seeing that the Huan family had sent out so many cavalry, he immediately decided to retreat. Wei Lan organized the army to return to the city. She was the last one to go back at the rear. As soon as she arrived at the door, she saw Huan Heng waiting for him there. He was wearing a black robe with a golden crown on his head. It was also a little messy, seeing him in order, I felt relieved, and said a little tiredly: "Ah Heng."
Huan Heng rushed over directly and hugged her in his arms.
The person in his arms soothed his heart, and he didn't even know when this feeling became qualitative.
It seemed that from the moment she decided to choose him, from the moment she rebelled against the imperial court and left Shengjing for him, and from the moment she gave up Xie Zichen for him, he felt that she belonged to him.
If he had never been here before, he could still look at each other from a distance, but when she came, he would never be able to leave her.
Because you have been happy, you can't lose it. If you have it and then lose it, that's too cruel.
He hugged her tightly, his voice a little hoarse: "Alan, don't do this next time."
Wei Lan smiled slightly, patted him on the back and said, "It's okay, isn't this what I'm used to?"
She was also the one who protected him on the battlefield before. However, Huan Heng didn't let go, he trembled slightly, and closed his eyes: "Alan, your life is mine, I won't allow you to do this again."
Hearing such words, Wei Lan felt a little grudge in her heart, but after thinking about it, it was just because Huan Heng cared too much. Her life has always been her own, and it won't be her life just because someone says it's hers.
Wei Lan sighed, and said softly: "Ah Heng, don't be afraid, I will pay attention to it in the future, let's go back."
There are still many things to do when I go back. After this battle, there are only three days left of the food stored for a week, and the medicinal materials have also bottomed out.
Nanlou directed the rectification of the wounded and cleared the battlefield, while Huan Song called Wei Lan and Huan Heng over. When he entered, Huan Song was applying medicine, and there were only him and his concubine Ruoshui in the room. Ruoshui is the woman he loves the most. When he heard that there was a husband back then, Huan Song fell in love with her, so he snatched her away. After suffering pain for more than ten years, Ruoshui finally became the most trustworthy person around him. a woman.
With no other people around, Huan Song lost his vivacious look, and his complexion was a little pale. Huan Heng couldn't help but frowned when he walked in, and said in a stiff voice, "What's wrong with you?"
"Little bastard," Huan Song sneered, "I have been to Shengjing for two years, but nothing has changed."
Huan Heng relaxed his brows and eyes, walked forward, observed Huan Song's injury and said, "What's the matter with you?"
"I can't do it anymore." Huan Song said casually, Huan Heng's face froze, and Huan Song sighed: "The doctor said that I can't fight anymore, and I have to go to Yaowang Valley immediately. I don't know As long as you go, I will wait for you to come back."
Huan Heng didn't speak, but Huan Song was happy: "Hey, say something."
"It's good if you're not dead." Huan Heng finally spoke, and said directly, "You should leave quickly."
"Don't rush me yet." Huan Song looked impatiently at Wei Lan and said, "I still have some things to do. Xiao Lan, you have used up so much oil in the city, tell me, what are you going to do?" manage?"
"You first transfer food from the side to last for two days, and then give me another five days, and I will get food from Huazhou."
"Huazhou?" Huan Song frowned. Behind the two Youyun states is the Huazhou Plain, rich in products, but the question is: "Will he give it?"
After all, it is the land of the imperial court, and most of the official factions in Huazhou are under the control of the Xie family. He knew that the two of them had kidnapped the fourth son of the Xie family from before.
Wei Lan smiled: "If he doesn't give it, we will surrender directly to Di Jie."
Once the Huan family army surrendered to Di Jie, Huazhou was the first state capital to be attacked. Upon hearing this, Huan Song immediately said: "Impossible! Even if I starve to death, I will never surrender to Di Jie."
"Actually, there is another way," Huan Heng said with cruelty in his eyes, "We might as well feed the war with war. Let's just drag Di Jie's corpse back and hold on first. When we're full, we'll beat them down!"
Huan Song: "..."
He felt that the two wolf cubs were more disgusting than the other.
"No," Huan Song said immediately, "I don't eat human flesh."
"Marshal," Wei Lan couldn't help laughing: "How about this, if I can get food from Huazhou, we won't eat human flesh, okay?"
"I will not surrender."
"Of course," Wei Lan's eyes flashed coldly: "Da Chu's soldiers will always belong to Da Chu."
But it was this kind of certainty that made that emperor, that family, too confident. If Huan Heng's method is really followed, and the Huan family's army supports war with war, then the Huan family's army will have no weakness, and the southern court will really be unable to restrain this wolf anymore.
She was going back to the south after all. She sent Huan Heng back, but it didn't mean she was going to help Huan Heng send the Northern Army out.
Huan Song understood what she meant, nodded his head, and said a little tiredly: "Go and prepare, I don't care about you young people. I have something to tell Ah Heng."
"Yes." Wei Lan bent down and stepped back.
After Wei Lan left, Huan Song turned his head to look at Huan Heng, this is his son, his temper is exactly the same as his when he was young, but his little face is much more beautiful, he probably followed his mother.
His mother was so beautiful that the mountains and rivers changed their colors. When he was young, he didn't have the status he has now. The first time he saw her, he couldn't help but rob her and was chased for a month.
Fortunately, she was an obedient woman, and she followed him and accepted her fate. From then on, the husband and wife were harmonious, until Huan Heng was born, and she had a dystocia and left.
That was the woman he loved the most, so even though he later had concubines and sons here and there, Huan Heng was always different.
"After I go to Yaowang Valley, Youzhou and Yunzhou will be handed over to you."
"Um."
"Although all your cousins have been sent away by me, the north is still unstable, and you are too young to hold on."
"Don't worry so much," Huan Heng said impatiently, "Hurry up and go to the doctor."
"So I arranged a marriage for you."
"Get out... what?!" Huan Heng suddenly raised his head, his face was full of shock, Huan Song coughed, and said with difficulty: "General Tang's daughter, Tang Nanlou's younger sister, Tang Mo, grew up with you when I was young. Big one, do you remember?"
"Who?!" Huan Heng was confused, "I don't remember."
"Brat," Huan Song laughed, "You remember Wei Lan."
Speaking of this, Huan Heng felt a little embarrassed, he hesitated and said: "Well... A Lan... It's different. You see, she doesn't even want the position of the eldest son... so she sent me here..."
"What are you talking about!" Huan Song slapped him, and said with a smile: "No matter what, Wei Lan is still a man, you compare her to a woman! No matter how good she is, she can be with you forever, and can give you money. Have a baby?"
Huan Song was originally joking, but Huan Heng, who was drawn away, didn't yell as usual. Huan Song felt something was wrong, frowned, and then heard Huan Heng say: "Father, she is a man, and she is more than this." All women in the world are good."
"What did you say?"
Huan Song frowned, Huan Heng was a little uneasy, he clenched his hands nervously, and said with difficulty: "My relationship with Ah Lan is not brotherly. So Miss Tang's marriage..."
"Bastard!" Huan Song slapped him, this time he used all his strength to yank Huan Heng to the ground, Huan Song coughed hurriedly, Ruoshui hurriedly got up to give him the air, Huan Song pushed Ruoshui, cold Voice: "Get out."
Ruoshui was slightly taken aback, pursed his lips, and retreated. Only the father and son of the Huan family were left in the room. Huan Heng straightened up and knelt down. Huan Song glared at him angrily: "Do you know what you are talking about? Who is he, Wei Lan? He is the son of Marquis Chang Xin, a man , is the Lord that you can’t even find a place to go on the bed!”
Hearing this, Huan Heng's face changed slightly, he was ashamed and annoyed, and said angrily: "Speak more cleanly!"
"Fart! You fucked up with a man and you want me to clean it up? And even though Wei Lan is fair and tender, is she a fucking rabbit? You tell me clearly," Huan Song raised the whip: " Are you being suppressed?"
"Huan Song!!"
Huan Heng couldn't bear it anymore, roared angrily, blushed and said: "She doesn't know anything, what are you talking about! Even if Wei Lan and I are in love, we don't necessarily have to do these nasty things. You fucking Your mind is full of obscene things, you should go to Yaowang Valley as soon as possible, and I will let you know, don't worry about the rest."
Huan Song was choked by Huan Heng, Huan Song had heard of this kind of thing, but he never thought that one day it would happen to his son, he was so angry and furious that he wanted to go out and chop Wei Lan up, and then Want to simply split the two together. But after all, he has been through life and death for so many years, and he also understands that the key problem is not here at all. He has not been here for a long time, and he will leave as soon as the food and grass that Wei Lan brought over arrives. He also knew Huan Song's temper, it was impossible for him to let Wei Lan go, so Huan Song turned a corner: "Okay, I don't care, but there are a few things you have to do for me."
"Let's talk." Huan Heng didn't pretend to be good when he got the advantage, and said directly: "Do whatever you can."
"First, you can't be the one below."
Huan Heng: "..."
"Second," Huan Song narrowed his eyes: "You must marry Tang Mo and give me a grandson."
Huan Heng immediately said: "No."
"Get out!" Huan Song became angry, and kicked Huan Heng: "Do you know, I'm the only fucking son left."
Hearing this, Huan Heng was stunned for a moment, he had never been close to the offspring of those concubines, but he also knew that apart from himself, he still had an older brother and a younger brother. Although he had a vague impression of those two people, and in his memory, these two people and his mother were plotting how to kill him almost every day, but they were all dead
"Dead." Huan Song looked a little disappointed, after all, he was still his own son: "You didn't come back in Shengjing, and there is chaos here again. Some moths in the army are ready to move. One died on the battlefield a few days ago, one In the mansion."
Huan Heng didn't speak, he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while. The man in front of him was much older, he looked at him with loving eyes, and put his hands on his body: "Ah Heng," Huan Song said with sadness in his eyes, "I'm leaving, your qualifications can't hold back Huan's family. Army. If you marry Tang Mo, Old General Tang will be your biggest backing, and you can spread your wings to your heart's content."
"But... Alan..."
"She will go back to Shengjing, silly child," Huan Song said with pity in his eyes, "She came to our north just to pave her way to the imperial court with military exploits. Only in the imperial court can she stand up to Fengfeng, in the north, you have the power, but those are traitors, you have no power, and you can't be reconciled. She is much smarter than you."
"She won't abandon me..." Huan Heng said with difficulty: "She left everything in Shengjing and came to the north with me, she won't abandon me."
"Even if she won't abandon you," Huan Song sat beside him, and the two talked slowly like two brothers: "Can you abandon the military power? I have run the Huan Family Army for more than 30 years, you Do you want to hand over to others?"
"Huan Heng," Huan Song seemed a little tired: "If you don't marry Tang Mo, I won't hand over the Huan family army to you. I don't want to kill you."
"Father," Huan Heng felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he gasped and said, "in your heart, am I very useless?"
"Why?" Huan Song said with a smile in his eyes, "You have always been my best son, but Ah Heng, you sacrificed too much for Wei Lan. If you were in the military camp two years ago, I would take you to build a Prestige, then today you will not fall to the point where you need to be supported by nepotism. But now there are no people in the army, even if there are my subordinates, they may not be satisfied with you. You also know that in the barracks are all fighting Yes, you are just a little general now."
"It's not that you are bad, it's that I'm too useless," Huan Song sighed, "It's that I can't hold on anymore."
Huan Heng didn't speak, his eyes were sour, he stood up and said: "Let me think about it."
"Aheng," Huan Song called him, and said calmly, "I snatched your mother back. Whatever the men in our Huan family wanted, we snatched it back. You married Tang Mo, and it has nothing to do with Wei Lan. If she doesn't want to be with you, you let her be with you; if she wants to go back to Shengjing, you tie her with an iron chain; if she really goes back to Shengjing, you snatch her back from Shengjing. As long as you have the power, you have the ability."
"But if you have nothing," Huan Song said indifferently, "then you can only wait for her love. But Ah Heng, why did she leave everything and come to the north? Because of you? No, it's just that she knows too well. After leaving us, I found a way to supply food myself. From now on, the northern army is really just the Huan family army. This is too dangerous for her, a southern nobleman. She risked her life to send you here, but just to You accept this kindness, and when she returns to Shengjing in the south, my Huan family will be the most solid support for her on the Qingyun ladder."
"No..." Huan Heng's voice was difficult.
Huan Song didn't want to disturb his son's dream, but he still wanted to speak.
"If not, then she should support you to support the war. This is the best choice for my Huan family. It's just that I don't want to. Always relying on the court is my weakness to the court. I don't want to fight. I'm different from that dog emperor, I'm a subject of Great Chu, I don't want to fight the old emperor, and then benefit those animals in the north."
Huan Heng didn't reply, he straightened his back and clenched his fists. Huan Song didn't force him, and said calmly: "You go, go back and think about it."
"Son, leave."
Huan Heng spoke forcefully, then turned and left.
When the two were talking, Wei Lan was writing the "Surrender without food" memorial in the house, and handed it over to a special military post to send it back. Then he began to pack his luggage and planned to set off for Huazhou.
The maid Bai Zhi came in, packed her things for her, and said: "Have you ever raised an eagle, my lord?"
"Eagle?" Wei Lan didn't expect this new maid to be so enthusiastic, and she started talking to her as soon as she came up. Bai Zhi pursed her lips and smiled, took out a sachet from her bosom, held it in her hand and said: "This is Mr. Xie, who asked the servants to hand it over to you. He said that with this sachet, you can see the eagle."
"Mr. Xie?" Wei Lan raised her eyebrows, she never thought that Xie Si's hand would be so long. She glanced at the sachet and saw that the material was indeed the unique silk of Xie Zichen's silk and satin village, so she held it in her hand and said with a smile: "Your son, what else do you want to say?"
"Young master said that if the son of Wei came to Huazhou to collect food, he would sweep the couch to welcome him."
Wei Lan laughed lowly, looking at the sachet in her hand, for some reason, she remembered Xie Zichen's usual calm and cold face, and couldn't help feeling that it was so cute.
"He even thought of me going to Huazhou, he knows me very well." Wei Lan raised her eyebrows: "Tell your son, prepare the Bo bar."
"Yes." Bai Zhi didn't dare to raise her head, feeling that this man was the same as her own master, with a radiant appearance that nearly blinded her.
When the two of them had packed up their salutes, Huan Heng came to Wei Lan's gate, saw Wei Lan's package, and said, "Going to Huazhou?"
"Yeah." Wei Lan nodded: "I'll leave the city to you."
As she said that, Wei Lan picked up the package and walked out. When they passed by, Huan Heng grabbed her. Wei Lan turned around, raised her eyebrows, Huan Heng opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.
"What's the matter?" Wei Lan turned her eyes gently, and looked at the person who looked like a panicked little beast in front of her: "I have to hurry, is there anything important?"
"My father..." Huan Heng said hoarsely, "He wants me...to marry Tang Mo..."
Hearing this, Wei Lan froze for a moment, too much surged up in her heart, but she couldn't speak.
"My son," Bai Zhi calmly said next to him, "The military situation is urgent, let's go to Huazhou first."
Wei Lan came to her senses, she didn't know how to deal with such a matter for a moment, she had the urge to flee for the first time, and said with difficulty: "A Heng, I'll go to Huazhou first, and we'll discuss this matter when I come back."
After she finished speaking, she turned around in embarrassment, and the silk as smooth as jade slipped away from Huan Heng's hand.
He didn't pull her hard, he didn't dare to pull her hard.
He was standing alone in the promenade, and saw the man drifting away. There is little rain in the north, but the first rain of autumn still falls. He watched the man lift the sword and disappear into the depths of the corridor, the autumn rain hit the yellowing leaves finely and densely, as if it fell on his heart, every time, it hurt like a needle prick.
Alan.
He looked at the direction where the person disappeared, and for some reason, he felt great sadness.
Why, can't he give him a response, an answer, to make him firm, to turn around and go back, and tell his father that he won't marry Tang Mo. He doesn't want this Huan family anymore, he doesn't want to marry Tang Mo.
But why did this person go so decisively? Why didn't this man even ask a question.
When she accompanied him to the north, he was filled with joy. This joy gave him delusions and desires that he shouldn't have. He began to want to keep her, he began to want this tenderness to belong to him alone forever.
But when he had such a thought, he found that the original joy had turned into uneasiness and heartbreak.
His A Lan has always been a prodigal son, wandering around like the wind.
Wei Lan came out of Tusu City, and took the people on the road to Huazhou. Her mind was blank, and all that came to her mind were the words Huan Heng said, that he wanted to marry Tang Mo.
He wants to marry Tang Mo, what about her
A ridiculous idea flashed in Wei Lan's mind.
It is probably because it has become a habit to guard a person. When there is another person beside that person, it is unavoidable to be in a hurry. If Huan Heng belongs to Tang Mo, she is a woman, what qualifications does she have to treat him well
They weren't really brothers, and she wasn't really a man. When two people are getting older and want to pamper that person for the rest of their lives, what else can they do besides husband and wife
However, if you are a couple...
For some reason, Wei Lan suddenly thought of Xie Zichen's shadow. That was when they were still studying, Wei Lan often drank with Wang Xi and others at night, and when she came back, she would see the lights in the room, and when she opened the door, she would see Xie Si in a white shirt, casually dressed. A black robe, kneeling and sitting beside the desk. He took off his jade crown, his long hair fell behind him, his pale and cold features felt a little warm under the lamplight, when he heard her open the door, he raised his head, his eyes were calm and indifferent, and he asked, "Are you back?"
At that time, after she was drunk, she often had the illusion for a moment, thinking that this was her appearance after marriage. She was fighting and fighting outside, and then opened the door, and she could see the man under the candlelight, calm and calm.
Everything will be quiet, and she will shed her armor and smooth her wings.
The sudden thought caused Wei Lan to be in a trance for a moment. At this moment, an eagle hovered in the sky. Wei Lan stretched out her hand, and the eagle landed on Wei Lan's wrist. He took down the letter and opened it. It was written in Xie Zichen's usual correct handwriting.
"It's cold and the road is slippery. The food and grass are ready. At the Huazhou boundary marker, I hope you can go slowly."
Seeing this, she didn't know why, her restless heart was swept away, Wei Lan laughed, she didn't have the habit of letting men wait for her, with this letter, she even rode her horse and headed to Huazhou. rushed over.
When Wei Lan was rushing to Huazhou, Xie Tong put a cloak on Xie Zichen, and said a little dissatisfied: "My lord, since your son is going to come to Huazhou, what are you in such a hurry for?"
"I'm not in a hurry." Xie Zichen said calmly, glanced at the people who were still packing their luggage, and said coldly, "Hurry up."
Xie Tong: "..."
His master's duplicity has really remained unchanged for many years.
Xie Tong cursed in his heart, followed Xie Zichen out, and rushed directly to the junction of Huayou and Youzhou. Xie Zichen's horse was racing fast, and he didn't even know that the autumn rain was falling on him. Xie Tong couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "Master, if you say you are in a hurry, you are in a hurry, don't you just want to see her? There is nothing wrong with admitting it. You are so bored, you will suffer sooner or later!"
Xie Zichen didn't speak. After Xie Tong finished speaking, his heart felt a little hairy again. He looked at Xie Zichen cautiously, but saw him raise his head and saw an eagle hovering in the sky.
Just when Xie Tong thought Xie Zichen couldn't speak, he suddenly spoke.
"Yeah," he said, "I miss her."
I don't see you for a day, and I think about it like crazy.
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[When the father knows that his son likes Wei Lan]
(Xie Fu)
Xie Jue: What? Do you like Wei Lan? Which Wei? Which Lan? Is it the Wei Shizi I know
Xie Jue: Yes? what is it This is a man you know? My Xie family is full of Tsinghua, you are going to embarrass my Xie family like this
Xie Jue: Forget it, I can't control you... Let me just ask you, you are on top, right
(Wangfu)
Wang Qing: Xi'er, do you like Wei Lan? Hmm... It's pretty good, bring it back, I don't have any opinion.
(Lin Fu)
Lin Xun: Do you like Wei Lan? ! ! I disagree, I absolutely disagree! ! Unless I'm dead, it's absolutely impossible for Wei Lan to enter my Lin family's door! No, Che'er, you mean Wei Lan? Uh... get the doctor! ! Che'er, after being down there for a long time, he is prone to hemorrhoids. Let me ask you a question, how many men are you his
(emperor)
Emperor: Chenger, do you like Wei Lan? ? Well, it is very beautiful, not bad.
at night.
Emperor: Call Wei Shizi into the palace. Since it is okay with my son, I should... also be okay