Jiang Luan did not act rashly because of Jiang Qingluan's withdrawal. He is very worried about the current situation in Fu Kingdom. His documents were sent out when Jiang Qingluan arrived in Huacheng, but now Jiang Qingluan has besieged Jiangcheng for half a month. See, I didn't even see the feedback paperwork. Even if Jiang Qingluan locked the city, Jiang Cheng's pigeons could never be killed, and there was not a single reply.

If a middle-aged person feels weak, there will be a last-ditch chance if there are more people around him to encourage him, but if an elderly person feels powerless, it will be extremely difficult to cheer up again.

Jiang Xixi also has a lot of gray hair recently. He usually has a lot of things to do and doesn't want to accompany his family. Coughing, tasteless on the tongue, not much appetite, dreamy nights, night sweats, mental depression a lot.

The servants also waited carefully every day, for fear that something might happen to the Lord of Jiang City, after all, he was the only person who could check and balance Jiang Qingluan.

But Jiang Luxi no longer considered how to confront Jiang Qingluan at this time. He also gradually understood one thing. If the royal court is weak, there will be no talents available in Fu Kingdom. The best result is that the two are relative and dependent on each other, and they will check and balance each other to make themselves bigger, and at the same time strengthen the entire Fu Kingdom.At this time, he felt a little regretful, perhaps he had broken Jiang Qingluan's way, and only then did he have his own ending today.

"The envoy hasn't come back yet?" Jiang Xixi was a little helpless.

Jiang Luxi's close minister replied: "Just now Doctor Xia wrote back, saying that he has not seen any rebels so far."

"Um……"

Jiang Luxi knew what Jiang Qingluan meant, one was to humiliate herself, and the other was to see her sincerity.

"Doctor Xia also said..." The minister raised his head slightly, and saw Jiang Xixi gesturing to himself, and then continued: "Recently, many people in their vanguard army have injured their fingers, not knife wounds, nor abrasions. Knowing medical skills, the wounded soldiers look like poisonous wounds."

"Understood." Jiang Lingxi waved his hand, making people back off.

Jiang Luan knows that what Jiang Qingluan is doing now may not be true, it is just her favorite way of playing with falsehood, but he no longer has the guts to try it, Jiang Lingxi has a mirror in his heart, he knows how to use soldiers, he is not as good as Qingluan , the comfort of these years has allowed him to do whatever he wants in the country of Fu, not wanting to plan for many years in order to check and balance King Fu.Now he doesn't want to fight anymore.

"return."

Jiang Xixi called Jin Chen back.

"Family guy." The close minister retreated again, he was humble and obedient, just like everyone in Jiangcheng.In this city that is run entirely by the patriarchal clan, rank and seniority mean power.

"Prepare some warm clothes for me," Jiang Xixi said, "and then help me write a book for Jiang Xia, saying that I will go to Jiang Qingluan's pioneer camp to meet him in three days."

The close minister was taken aback, he had never seen such a strong wind and waves in serving Jiang Xixi on weekdays, and now he also felt a little trembling.

Boldly, he asked cautiously: "My family is going to the front line?"

"Ah."

Jiang Luxi closed his eyes. He couldn't think of any other way for the time being. The current situation was not good for him. If he really waited for Jiang Qingluan to attack, he would have no weight at all. Jiang Cheng had a history of being massacred. He didn't want to be a sinner in the history of Jiangcheng.

"Go ahead and do it."

The near minister looked at Jiang Xixi, and then realized that the other party was an old man at this time, stepped forward to replace Jiang Xixi with Mrs. Tang, sang a song, and then quietly retreated.

Outside the gate of Jiangcheng Mountain in June

Just after the awn seeds passed, the mountain also turned blue, and Fuxi’s sky was so blue that it seemed to be able to see the top of the sky even if he kept looking at that piece of blue. Those weak, some soldiers simply bare their upper body, jumped directly into the river not far away after wrestling in the school field to play.

Youtu also feels very relaxed recently, Jiang Cheng seems to be not at the edge of the camp, the days are very harmonious, sometimes when he meets Jiang Cheng soldiers fetching water by the river, he is not tense, just let them go as if he didn’t see them .

Compared with a year ago, this boy has grown a lot taller and his body is much stronger. He is as strong as a calf like those barbarian soldiers without coats. Jiang Qingluan said that Chang Lan is coming today. The fish is very delicious, and some rabbits need to catch some of them.The boy guarded the river for a long time with a homemade fishhook, but he got a little success.

So he blew the whistle, carried the booty and followed to the camp.In the distance, he saw a convoy, with black and red flags in front of the convoy, and there were a few red-armored people in the leading team, so he knew without saying that it was Chang Lan's convoy.

A rabbit flicked the fish to his body, and then ran up. The rocks on the ground hurt his feet, but the joy of seeing Chang Lan can make people forget these little things.

Near the convoy, there were soldiers blocking the way at the front desk, and there was a rabbit who was shirtless and barefoot today. It took him a long time to explain before people believed that this was Jiang Qingluan's close minister, so he let him pass, but he was not allowed to get on the carriage with his appearance Yes, there is a rabbit following the carriage.

Chang Lan lifted the curtain, saw Youtu was sweating profusely, and asked the maid to bring the handkerchief over.

"Thank you princess." Said the rabbit.

"It seems that the battle here is not serious." Chang Lan couldn't help but glanced around, and it was indeed a relaxed scene accompanied by the sun.

"Jiang Cheng is honest." Youtu replied: "Perhaps he wanted to send troops out to fight before, but now there is no movement."

In fact, she had thought of this when Jiang Qingluan asked her to come. If it was really dangerous, with Qingluan's character, she would not let her come here, but now there are many things going on in the county mansion... Thinking of this, Chang Lan Shaking her head, now that Jiang Qingluan is not far away from Qipeng, she naturally wants to support her with all her strength. Thinking of this, Chang Lan couldn't help but twitched her lips, and she didn't know what Fengxiang Palace looked like.

"Is Your Highness busy recently?" Chang Lan asked.

"Not busy..." Youtu said, "I'm just old."

"what for?"

"His Highness always stays alone, and doesn't like to come here, and doesn't look for Bazaar and the soldiers much."

Chang Lan frowned, a little hard to imagine how Jiang Qingluan would like to be alone when the sun was so warm in the past.

"But something is on your mind?"

"You rabbit don't know." You rabbit laughed again: "Perhaps your highness misses the princess too much, and finally got up today and was willing to call me to have a word, let me catch some fish for the princess."

Looking at the three rulers and the big fish on Youtu's back, Chang Lan thought, Qingluan must have caught it by himself in the past.

"Have a heart."

You Tu blushed and smiled with his head down. Jiang Qingluan was a monarch to him, and Chang Lan was an idol to him, and his idol's gratitude would always embarrass him.

"Go to the back and find a horse." Chang Lan said, "My feet are broken."

Chang Lan noticed that some rabbits hadn't worn shoes yet.

"You are riding a horse, and we will see His Highness soon."

Outside the big tent

Chang Lan's cavalry had just entered Jiangcheng, and Qingluan was notified by scouts that Jiang Qingluan had changed into her black clothes early on. These were made to order later, and were closer to the style of the Central Plains. There were also wide-sleeved long clothes. Elegant beauty.

At this time, the strong wind was hanging in the mountains, blowing her sleeves to be positive, and the black bandages in her hair looked like flying dragons. Today she put on light makeup for herself, and she looked even more energetic. Standing at the gate of the camp, her eyes kept on Looking at the east, I don't know when Chang Lan will come, so I just watched it for half an hour.

Finally, the shadow of a flag appeared at the end of the road, and Jiang Qingluan couldn't help but took a few steps forward.

"Horse, bring the lonely horse."

It is said that returning to the heart is like an arrow, and the goodbye also made Jiang Qingluan quicken his pace. This horse galloped faster than it ran on the battlefield.In just a moment, Jiang Qingluan's horse reached the front of the convoy.

"Your Highness!" A rabbit ran up to hold the rein for Jiang Qingluan.

After Qingluan dismounted, she jumped directly into Chang Lan's car, and she hadn't seen her for a long time. Jiang Qingluan also ignored the many subordinates on the occasion, so she sat side by side with Chang Lan, grabbed Chang Lan's hand and put it on her sleeve In the middle of the day, he covered those delicate hands with both hands, touching and rubbing Chang Lan's hands, rubbing and rubbing.

"Hey." Chang Lan sighed lightly.

"Ok?"

"Your Highness has never been so unruly."

Jiang Qingluan held her hand even tighter: "If you have too many rules, you will feel tired."

"When Qingluan returns to Fengxiang Palace in the future, aren't there more rules?" Chang Lan said, vaguely remembering what a rabbit said, and she really felt a little strange when Jiang Qingluan mentioned it. Before that, Jiang Qingluan had never mentioned tired words.

"How is your highness here alone?"

"Ah."

"Good or not?"

Seeing that Jiang Qingluan only spoke but did not answer, Chang Lan asked.

"That's it." Jiang Qingluan replied: "If you eat, you eat, if you sleep, you sleep..."

"At the gate of Jiangcheng, you don't see His Highness being half happy?" Chang Lan asked, Jiang Qingluan held her hand, and she simply locked in with him.

Jiang Qingluan bit her lip and said, "I'm not unhappy, I feel very happy."

"Hmph." Chang Lan covered her mouth and smiled, "Duplicity."

"But Jiang Cheng can't take it?" Chang Lan asked.

"No." Jiang Qingluan shook his head.

"Lan'er, I was just thinking..." Jiang Qingluan hesitated to speak.

"Your Highness, tell me."

"If I go back to Qipeng and redo the master of the land, I still can't change everything now, but Jiang Cheng is missing..." Jiang Qingluan looked at Chang Lan, and she felt that her brain was a little messy now: "Lan'er, you understand Is it? Fu country is not the world of Fu people."

Chang Lan was a little puzzled, or Jiang Qingluan took back Qipeng, Fu Wangxing returned to the throne, is Jiang Qingluan worried about Daxin's interference in politics?At that time, she supported Qingluan's rise, but she had selfish intentions, and her father and brother had even more selfish intentions. Chang Lan couldn't help guessing and asked, "Is Your Highness worried about me?"

"no!"

Jiang Qingluan explained: "Gu is just thinking, can the power of this clan be cut?"

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