After leaving court, the young emperor had nightmares for four or five days in a row. In his dreams, either Gu Nanxi led his troops south and burned down the entire Kyoto, or Gu Nanxi stabbed him with a sword, or his ancestors scolded him for being an unfilial son!

At such times, only the sound of Concubine Tong, the smell of her fragrance, and drinking a bowl of soothing soup could allow the young emperor to continue sleeping.

People have different joys and sorrows. The young emperor was trapped in a nightmare, while the people of the world were ecstatic about Gu Nanxi's great victory.

The news that Gu Nanxi was conferred the title of Duke of Yun spread throughout Kyoto in an instant.

The Hu people in the city became more humble, while the Han people became more arrogant. This was a chain reaction brought about by the victory.

In this age of conquest and being conquered, a resounding victory is the basis for a nation to stand up straight.

One morning when no one was paying attention, Wanyan Wushu left the bustling city with his men.

He didn't need to do anything else. The rift between the Emperor of the Great Zhou and Gu Nanxi had already become unfathomable.

Officials were writing eulogies, scholars began singing war songs, and even the Arab restaurants quietly put up a sign offering 50% off on drinks.

Munir stood in the extremely luxurious pavilion, drinking bowl after bowl of wine, full of regret.

God gave him a chance to go to heaven, but he did not cherish it.

If he could do it again, he would definitely hold Gu Nanxi's thighs tightly and not let go!

How can adding icing on the cake compare to providing timely help?

Even if he brought a lot of gold and silver to the Yongchang Marquis's Mansion at this time, I guess Miss Su wouldn't even look at it.

……

It is not an exaggeration to say that the whole world is celebrating. Even though Shuyao was in Jiangnan, which is far away from Kyoto, after learning the news, she witnessed the grand occasion of the whole of Jiangnan celebrating for General Gu Nanxi.

Ever since the news came that General Gu Nanxi had recovered his homeland and was named Duke of Yun, the supervisor in the shipyard has become much quieter. He has been staying in his mansion these days and has not gone out.

Shuyao's grandfather and uncles also came to Hangzhou by boat to celebrate with Shuyao.

After my uncle arranged for the team to unload the goods, he was the last one to arrive at the banquet. "General Gu Nanxi is so tough! I heard that the person she sent to report the victory circled Kyoto four or five times, loudly questioning the emperor if he dared to retreat south!"

Speaking of General Gu Nanxi, Fourth Uncle's eyes sparkled: "Only the General in the world would dare to slap His Majesty in the face like this! Last time he was named Marquis of Loyalty, it seems that I was pissed to death! This time His Majesty wanted to confer him the title of Duke of Loyalty, but the General directly retorted and specifically asked for the title of Duke of Yun. In the end, the Emperor had to do it, which really made people happy!"

Shuyao's grandfather reminded Shuyao: "The canned fruit business was very good last year, so you should buy more this year! I wonder when Erlang will come back? If he wants to go out to sea again this winter, you can prepare more canned food for him! Fresh fruits and vegetables cannot be stored at sea, so bringing more canned food can also satisfy your cravings!"

Shuyao nodded repeatedly, her eyes unconsciously glancing towards the seaside.

I wonder if that guy is too happy to leave? All the other caravans have returned, why hasn't he come back yet?

Shuyao straightened her thick diary and sighed inwardly, if that bastard doesn't come back, this diary will be full again!

People just can't help but talk about it.

Before the meal was over, the concierge came running and shouted, "Su Erlang is back! Su Erlang is back with his fleet!"

Bang!

Shuyao's mind buzzed and went blank. She could no longer care about anything else. Only that sentence filled her mind and eyes.

He is back!

"Wait! Shuyao, take the carriage! The beach is so far away, how long will it take you to get there on foot? Come on, get in the carriage!"

The uncle caught up with Shuyao in a horse-drawn carriage.

Shuyao finally came to her senses and climbed onto the carriage, urging him: "Uncle, hurry up!"

"It's almost there, it's already very fast! If it goes any faster, the wheels will fall off!"

The uncle felt jealous. It is said that girls should not be kept when they grow up. Seeing that his niece only had Su Yunting in her heart and eyes, the uncle felt jealous.

Shuyao lifted the curtain of the carriage, wanting to lean out and stand on tiptoe to take a look.

This dangerous action scared the uncle: "Hurry up and sit back! Do you want to see your Su Erlang in one piece, or do you want him to see you in the hospital bed?!"

Shuyao had to sit back, but the door curtain was not lowered.

The horse was clearly running hard and panting, but Shuyao still felt that it was not fast enough!

"Okay, we're here!" Before my uncle's carriage had even stopped, my little girl actually jumped down!

She lifted her skirt and ran towards the tanned figure on the dock.

"Yun Ting! Su Yun Ting!"

The clear female voice was full of surprise, mixed with sadness, and even a little grievance.

The seabirds on the dock suddenly flapped their wings and flew into the sky.

Su Yunting turned around and saw Shuyao flying towards him like a young swallow flying into the forest.

Su Yunting quickly opened his arms and caught Shuyao who was rushing towards him.

Because the impact was too great, Su Yunting held Shuyao and turned around several times before he was able to relieve the force.

"Why did you come back just now?! The goods of other caravans are almost sold out!" Shuyao punched Su Yunting hard on the chest, but her eyes were fixed on Su Yunting's face, and she was reluctant to leave.

After not seeing each other for a year, Su Yunting has grown taller and thinner, and his facial features have become sharper.

It was originally dark, and after being blown by the sea breeze and exposed to the sun, it became more like coal. Only those bright eyes were filled with Shuyao's figure.

"Why are you so dark? If it were the middle of the night, I wouldn't be able to see you!"

"Do you dislike me?" Su Yunting touched Shuyao's nose with his nose.

Feeling the long-lost warmth, Shuyao's eyes gradually became moist: "Of course, you are as dark as a Kunlun slave now."

Su Yunting lowered his voice and said in a hoarse voice: "I will only be your Kunlun slave."

Young couple, you look at me and I look at you, as if the whole world is just the two of them.

Suddenly a female voice came: "Erlang, who is she?"

Shuyao looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the woman was wearing a chest-length top, revealing her delicate collarbone and large chest.

She wore a pair of colorful wide-leg pants with a very low waistline, revealing her slender waist, and a small golden bell on her belly button.

A thick black braid was hung down to her chest, and exaggerated gold ornaments hung on her ears, wrists and neck.

She has deep facial features and a pair of expressive eyes under her thick eyelashes.

Seeing this woman, Su Yunting let go of Shuyao and introduced them to each other: "Shuyao, her name is Alita."

Shuyao suddenly remembered a storybook that was very popular in Yunzhou Weekly a long time ago.

[My husband, a general who had been stationed at the border for more than ten years, returned triumphantly, but standing next to him was a woman whom he regarded as a treasure...]

"Su Yunting, could she be your savior?"

"Huh? How do you know?"

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