Born short-lived

The big Lingren's ship was getting closer and closer, and a beam of white fireworks screamed from Hua Xu's main ship and shot straight into the sky, literally turning the gloomy sky into white.

The vanguard ships of the Huaxu Fleet quickly widened the distance.

Zhou Zirong took a deep breath: "The striker goes up at full speed, and the Chinese army follows."

So, the dozens of light ships in the vanguard still had dense ghost spirits hanging on their bodies, and they slashed through the waves like crazy and drove straight towards Da Lingren. He rushed all the way over, as if wrapping a sea ship in a strange thick skin, because the speed was too fast, a few would be thrown off from time to time.

It may be that this scene is so weird that the generals on the main ship of Daling are all dumbfounded-what's wrong, the Huaxu people are dying?

"The artillery is ready—"

As soon as this order was issued, the overseer of the Dalingren felt that something was wrong.

At this time, the artillery was already aimed at the roaring Huaxu fleet.

"Wait..." the Overseer shouted, and he quickly rushed to the aft of the deck with a telescope, looking southeast.

When the warlord saw it, the hairs all over his body exploded, and he hissed, "Retreat——! Retreat! It's been tricked!"

Just to the south behind them, a large shadow of a ship appeared.

After experiencing the exhaustion of the previous dozens of days, when they found that there were a lot fewer ships in Huaxu's southeast sea port, they didn't take it too seriously, they just thought it was that Huaxu was about to die.

"Where are the people going to Beihaiguan!" the general roared.

The warlord said: "I don't know...there has been no news."

The Huaxu Fleet coming up from behind was extremely fast, and there was no time for Daling to hesitate.

"Retreat!" The general gritted his teeth and shouted, "Retreat!"

Da Lingren's artillery was wrapped in the wind and smashed towards the vanguard ship. The sea was very rough. If it was not light, it might be difficult to control the direction.

"Control the distance well," Zhou Zirong patted the messenger on the shoulder and said, "The waves are too big now, and I'm not as flexible as usual."

It can neither be washed away, nor can it be easily hit by Daling artillery.

Yinfeng glanced at the battle situation in front of him worriedly, and couldn't help asking: "They are going to withdraw now, do they really want to chase?"

"Chase for a while," Zhou Zirong said with a calm face.

A cannon rushed over in a daze, almost brushing the side of one of the ships. In the blink of an eye, it scraped off the spirit ghosts on the ship's wall, and exploded not far away. There was a splash of water, and the boat was thrown from side to side, with a burning smell.

The range of Huaxu's psychic copper cannon is shorter than that of the Daling, and its power is not that great. Fortunately, the current situation is that they are chasing the Daling, and they have the power to dodge and faintly gain the upper hand.

Da Lingren's artillery can rotate, but it is still not so easy for the ship to retreat. The forward fleet quickly turned around, but the bulky main ship showed its clumsiness at this time, and was busy changing from the front team to the rear team. , while still busy retreating, more or less neglected, the last sea ship had already withdrawn far away, but the original forward still had to take care of Chi Dun's main ship.

Daling's cannons smashed one after the other wrapped in hot flames like a meteor, and they could burn the flags directly by passing over the top of the ship.

The bow of one of the small ships collided with one, and it turned into a ball of fire in an instant, blowing up water splashes several feet high, and the shattered steel pieces flew around like volcanic rocks.

The orderly put down the telescope in his hand: "General! It's almost within the range of our army..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly fell silent, his eyes were still staring in horror, he froze for a moment, and then he slapped the deck with a straight "plop" - a piece of scorched steel was stuck in the back of his neck. The whole head was almost cut off, and the blood gushed out from the wound with the last weak pulse.

Zhou Zirong's face was ashen, and there were blood spots on his neckline, and the people around him fell silent.

"..." He stretched his neck and took a deep breath, "Heavy artillery is ready!"

Huaxu's vanguard caught up to the tail of the Daling, and countless dark blue psionic cannons flew towards the Daling fleet like a meteor shower.

There were loud noises one after another on the sea, big waves were lifted layer by layer, the strong wind wrapped in heat waves and rushed around, the boat shook intermittently, and the flags fluttered.

After being hit by the psychic cannon, the naval ship behind the Daling Palace was either blown out of a big hole and scrapped, or worse, its fuel tank was blown up, and the whole ship exploded directly. Puba puba spit out the tongue of fire.

Suddenly there was a roar not far behind, and there was only a commotion, and Zhou Zirong was about to turn his head to look.

"General be careful!!"

I saw a spirit ghost hanging on the side of the ship suddenly jumped onto the deck, perhaps seeing that there were too many people on the edge of the deck, but seeing that there were few people on Zhou Zirong, he straightened and jumped towards Zhou Zirong.

When Zhou Zirong looked up, the spirit ghost was not far above him, casting a heavy shadow.

One day ago, Huajing City Moon Palace.

It was already dark when Dong Sheng came. Since he was going to lead an army to the East China Sea early in the morning, he went to the Imperial Medical Office to help him prepare the herbs he needed along the way, while Dong Sheng was busy day and night rushing to batch the medicines. After finishing all the official documents, I just finished my work at the moment.

"See Your Majesty..." The palace servant at the gate of Moon Cold Palace gave him a prostrating salute.

"Pingshenpingpingshen," Dong Sheng said, with a strong nasal sound in his voice, he glanced in through the thick window paper, "how is the eldest princess?"

"Reporting to the emperor, the imperial doctor said," a palace official replied cautiously, "Fortunately, they were rescued quickly at that time. Both the mother and the child are fine, but they just caught the cold and need to be recuperated."

"Well, then take good care of it. The imperial doctor said that you can see people now?"

"Reporting to the emperor, the imperial doctor said that if you can see it, you can see it, but it should be rare."

Dong Sheng looked at the window paper in front of him and was silent for a while, then his tone became softer: "Hey, please let me know, I'll go in and have a look."

"Slave servant, let's go..."

The palace man knocked on the door, and the people inside also knocked a few times back.

"Your Majesty..." The palace man was about to speak, but Dong Sheng stopped him by raising his hand, and made a gesture of silence with his finger on his lips.

"It's enough for the people inside to know... Cough, stop shouting," Dong Sheng said, "Open the door."

The door opened a passage just enough for one person to pass through, Dong Sheng stepped in quickly and lightly, and quickly called for someone to close the door.

There was still some moisture on his body from the night dew outside. Seeing that the inner room was surrounded by heavy curtains, he took off his outer robe first, and several servants next to him immediately followed with copper sachets. It leaked out from the hollow, stroked his clothes, and it was regarded as removing the darkness.

"Your Majesty..." The servant opened the curtain a little, and Dong Sheng sneaked in, but saw that there was still a layer of veil hanging on the princess's Babu bed, and only stretched out a thin white wrist to rest on the side of the bed. The doctor took the pulse.

Only then did the imperial doctor realize that the emperor had arrived, and he was so frightened that he quickly prostrated himself on the ground: "See Your Majesty..."

"Go on," Dong Sheng sniffed and frowned, "How is she?"

The imperial doctor glanced back at the princess, kowtowed and said, "Your body is fine, but... the spirit has not been very good..."

Dong Sheng listened, looked at the petite person lying in the tent, and sighed helplessly: "Okay, you can get out first, and you can come in after I leave."

"The old minister obeyed..."

The imperial doctor got up quickly, lifted the hem of his clothes and walked out on tiptoe, bowing his waist and taking small steps.

Dong Sheng stood by the bed silently for a long time, and after a while he sniffed, then turned around and sat down on a chair by the bed: "Hey... I know you are awake, what a grievance, why bother... all these years , I am not aggrieved."

Dong Li lay on the bed without saying a word, only turned his head slightly, raised his eyelids and looked at him emptily.

"Ahem... don't you have anything to say to me?"

Dong Li sighed lightly: "Sister Chen... I have nothing to say... I hope Your Majesty will forgive me..."

"You...is it still because of the Jiang family?" Dong Sheng asked.

Dong Li trembled and closed her eyes, silently turning her head away.

"Master Jiang is on his way early this morning," Dong Sheng said without much emotional ups and downs, "I didn't let him go to the execution ground, but gave him a glass of wine."

It's all the face of the Jiang family.

Dong Li has also heard about this, Dong Sheng is about to personally conquer the East China Sea, and must send Jiang Kun on the road before leaving, so that the capital can settle down.

So until now, her eye sockets are still swollen, and when Dong Sheng mentioned this matter, she seemed to be numb and motionless, but there were one or two weak whimpers in her throat.

"Okay," Dong Sheng said, his head began to ache again, "Master Jiang begged me to bring you a word... He said, the reason why the first emperor has been refusing to store easily is not because you are not smart enough, but because you are not smart enough." It's not because of... anything else, it's because of the Jiang family."

"If she really doesn't value you, she won't agree with you to work in the cabinet." Dong Sheng said, "I didn't dare to interfere with the affairs of the cabinet at the beginning. At first, Master Li helped, and then Qiu My lord, help me... The first emperor originally wanted you to help me, but he didn't want to make trouble like this..."

Dong Li lay on his back on the bed with blank eyes, not knowing whether he listened or not.

"When I was only a few years old, I was thrown into the East China Sea by the first emperor..." Dong Sheng smiled and sighed, "Everyone has the feeling of licking a calf. She is an emperor, and she can't be like ordinary people. I never tasted the so-called mother-child love when I was a child, but if you taste it for me, no matter whether it is bitter or sweet, it is all that the late emperor can give."

Speaking of this, Dong Li also trembled slightly, and slowly closed his eyes, as if there were teardrops passing by the corners of his eyes.

Yes, when she was a child, she still tasted some unique maternal love. She remembered that when she was five years old, the empress was happy about something, and walked around the imperial garden with her in her arms for half an hour, until her arms were so sore. put it down.

"Maybe no one has told you. On the day of your wedding, the late emperor told me a word," Dong Sheng said.

Dong Li opened his eyes.

"She said," Dong Sheng recalled, "'A Sheng, you are destined to have no heirs in this life. In the future, when the princess is born, you will treat it as your own child, regardless of gender'... You are so smart, what do you mean by that? You should understand, right?"

Dong Li was taken aback, his eyes almost widened.

"I agreed at that time. People in the world often say that a gentleman keeps his word. Now that I have said it, I will not break my word," Dong Sheng said with emotion, looking at Dong Li with heavy eyes.

Dong Li was almost shocked, her eyes were staring at him motionless, her imperial brother was looking at her with a smile on his face at this moment, but there was a deeper meaning of determination in those beautiful pupils at the end of the eyes - although it seemed An understatement, but she understood that Dong Sheng was not joking at all.

"So the most important thing for you now is to take care of your body, cough..." Dong Sheng covered his mouth and coughed a few times without turning his face away, "In the future...as long as your Lin'er is healthy, smart, and wise enough, I will take care of you. He is my only child..."

Dong Li was almost unbelievable, she sat up with difficulty, pulled back the veil, her eyes were bloodshot, her pale lips trembled: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Dong Sheng smiled helplessly: "Brother Huang."

Tears welled up from Dong Li's eyes all of a sudden: "Brother Huang..."