Reborn as a Sickly Child: The Emperor's Beloved

Shen Yanyan felt much more relieved after hearing what he said. Plus, with the military book she gave him, she thought everything should be fine.

The tranquility of the late night enveloped the entire room, and Shen Yanyan's sleepiness came over her like a tide.

Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally she could not resist the invasion of fatigue and fell into a deep sleep. Xiao Jingzhan looked at her peaceful sleeping face, and a tender feeling surged in his heart.

He gently moved closer to her and placed a kiss on her forehead, his gentle touch as light as a feather.

He felt her breathing, the long and even breath made him feel extremely calm in his heart.

Xiao Jingzhan hugged Shen Yanyan tightly, as if she was the most precious treasure in the world. As she breathed, he gradually fell asleep.

The morning light shines through the window and onto Shen Yanyan's bed.

She slowly woke up, and as usual, the seat next to her was already empty. Xiao Jingzhan had gone to the morning court again, and she sighed inwardly.

After getting up and washing up, another busy day began.

On the vast grassland at the border of Youzhou, a young man dressed in armor and holding a spear looked sternly at the fleeing bandits on the opposite side and frowned. These people were dressed like bandits, but their skills were obviously well-trained.

"General, let me chase them." Yin Xuan said and wanted to go on horseback.

“No need to chase.” The young man, dressed in armor, looked heroic, with a handsome face, eyes like stars under a pair of sword-like eyebrows, and his back was straight. He looked dignified and cold, just like pine and bamboo after the snow, with a coldness between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Go back to the military camp." After saying that, the young man reined in his horse, turned around, and galloped all the way. The people behind him followed on horseback, and a small team headed towards the direction of the Youzhou military camp.

Wei Ji had just stepped into the military camp and had not had time to relax his tired body when Yin Xuan hurriedly walked in with a letter.

"General, there is a letter from the capital." Yin Xuan's voice broke the silence in the tent.

Wei Ji took the letter and looked at the envelope, a trace of doubt in his heart. He gently opened the envelope, took out the letter, and started reading.

Looking at the contents of the letter, his brows furrowed slightly, and his fingers tapped the table unconsciously. Looking down, his tightly furrowed brows relaxed again, and there was a hint of happiness on his face.

The atmosphere in the tent became extremely quiet, with only the occasional breathing of Wei Ji and the sound of papers flipping. Yin Xuan stood quietly by the side, not daring to disturb the general's thoughts.

After a while, Wei Ji raised his head and looked into the distance, as if he was thinking about some important decision. He folded the letter again, put it in his arms, and then stood up.

"Take your men to patrol the border more often and report immediately if anything happens." Wei Ji's voice was firm and decisive.

The Prince Wei's Mansion is now completely under the control of Wei Chi. When something happens, that family of three will die, and the border will also be in chaos. It's a pity that he can't return to the capital to personally deal with those three people and comfort the spirits of his grandfather and mother in heaven.

Yin Xuan took the order and left, while Wei Ji walked out of the tent. The border in October was gradually getting colder, and the peaceful days were numbered.

His Majesty's birthday is coming soon. After winter, the country will be in chaos. He has no time to take care of the affairs of the capital. Guarding Youzhou is his greatest mission. From the moment he stepped out of the imperial city, he is just surnamed Wei and has nothing to do with the Wei Palace.

He knew his identity since he was a child. His grandfather sent someone to send him out of the imperial city and raised him on the border. He knew from a young age that he had a younger brother and knew the difficulties of his grandfather and brother. Although he suffered a little outside, he was free. The position of King Wei could only belong to Wei Chi.

In Chuzhou City, Bai Sheng stared at the poem in front of him quietly, and was deeply shocked. He had never thought that there was actually someone who could come up with these two lines of poetry. His heart was surging.

"Beijing?" Bai Sheng muttered to himself, with a strong curiosity in his heart. He couldn't help but guess that this person was in Beijing.

Bai Sheng felt that he should ask Xi Ling carefully, as she must know something about this person.

Bai Sheng got up in a hurry and walked towards the desk. He had to write a letter to Xi Ling to find out the news.

I went back to the tribe before and it took me some time to get out. I missed this person, what a pity.

Fortunately, fortunately, at least he knew that the poem came from the capital. It seems that he has to go to the capital.

He thought about going to the bedroom after finishing writing the letter. He couldn't delay any longer. One more day would lead to more accidents. It has been so long and he didn't know whether the person was still in the capital. He would go to the capital first to see and wait for Miss Xiling's reply before making any plans. He asked her to send the letter directly back to the capital. Now he was too excited and couldn't wait any longer. He had to go to the capital first.

Beijing.

His Majesty's birthday is approaching, and the capital is bustling with activity. Envoys from various countries have arrived in the capital, and the posthouse is bustling with activity.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites were extremely busy, arranging various matters for the accommodation of envoys from various countries in an orderly manner.

At the entrance of the post station, officials from the Ministry of Rites greeted them with smiles and were on high alert. They carefully checked the identities and documents of the envoys, and after ensuring that everything was correct, they led the envoys into the post station.

Inside the post house.

"This princess is going out. Who dares to stop me?" Zhongli Xiyue was dressed in exotic clothes, and her beautiful face was full of pride.

Her face is like a gorgeous painting, and every detail exudes a warm charm. Her eyes are bright and fiery, like burning flames, and her deep eyes reveal endless enthusiasm and vitality. Her eyebrows are long and slightly raised, adding a sense of agility and playfulness.

Her nose was straight and graceful, adding a three-dimensional feel to her face. Her lips were rosy and plump, and her slightly upturned mouth corners carried a charming smile that seemed to ignite the air around her.

Perhaps because she has lived in the north for many years, her skin is fair with a hint of wheat color, exuding a healthy glow. Her cheeks are slightly flushed, as beautiful as a blooming peach blossom. Her hair falls on her shoulders like a waterfall, and the slightly curly hair flutters in the wind, adding a sense of romance and uninhibitedness.

Her facial features are delicate and coordinated, and every part of them perfectly shows her beauty and enthusiasm. Her beauty comes not only from her appearance, but also from her inner passion and vitality, which makes people involuntarily attracted to her.

An exotic beauty indeed.

"Your Highness, the Second Prince doesn't allow you to go out." The maid Jiuai persuaded.

"This princess just wants to go out. The capital is so lively, what's wrong with this princess going out for a walk?" After saying that, she pushed away the guard in front of the door and walked out of the inn.

Seeing this, Jiu Ai hurriedly called for the guards to follow.

Who can stop the princess with her temper? The Second Prince is really something. It would be better if he didn't give the order!