Gao Qiao stared at him and nodded slightly: "I haven't seen you for a few years. Liu Lang is so capable. My uncle was relieved, but he was relieved. Things are urgent, so it's not advisable. You should go back quickly."

Gao Huan stopped stopping, bid farewell to Gao Qiao, turned around and ran away, running for a while, recalling the scene when he had been away from his uncle for many years and met again inadvertently. Thinking of his aunt and son being in a foreign land and becoming hostages, his uncle pursued his father hard, his temples were frosty, and he only hoped that God would give him mercy and that his uncle could save his uncle from successfully, so that the family would be reunited from now on and not be separated again.

He subconsciously turned back again.

Behind me, where I was talking to my uncle just now, was empty and disappeared.

He touched the map in his arms, feeling a lot of emotion. When he turned around, his eyes suddenly became certain.

Just ahead of him, in a thick night, there was a figure standing on the short hill beside the ancient road.

The distance was not very far, but it was not close. I saw the figure facing the direction of the barracks, as if looking at it, motionless, as solemn as a mountain.

The moonlight shone from halfway up the mountain and vaguely shone a face full of beards.

Gao Huan's first reaction was that the man was his uncle.

But this thought just flashed through.

My uncle must have sneaked back to the camp and secretly protected my aunt, so how could he appear here again?

What's more, although the night is dark and you can't see clearly, it's obvious that the rough outline of this figure is definitely not an uncle.

Gao Huan stopped suddenly and pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife again. A sudden flash of his eyes, and in a blink of an eye, the figure suddenly disappeared into the night.

Gao Huan quickly chased after him, quickly climbed the hill and looked around.

Under the moonlit night, the fields are empty, and the yellow sand is like snow.

It’s empty, where can people be seen?

He hesitated, suspected that he had broken his eyes and shook his head. He touched the map in his arms again, and rushed back to report the news. So he stopped stopping, jumped out of his post and walked away quickly.

...

Chang'an.

After the eldest brother left that day, he should still be waiting for the court's reply. When Luoshen heard that the Guangling Army stationed in Shangluo had not yet evacuated.

But for Chang'an, with Li Mu's return, the threat from this army seemed to no longer exist.

These days, the streets and alleys of Chang'an City gradually began to spread in the Kanglong Road. When the people chasing people thanked Li Mu, the White Tiger appeared on the post. People thought of the day when Chang'an was in danger, the White Tiger passed through the military camp and rushed to the city gate. She was majestic and agile, and finally squatted beside Mrs. Li Mu. All kinds of mysterious sayings spread wildly and spread throughout the city.

Li Mu accompanied Luo Shen for a few days. He got busy a few days ago and left the city and returned today.

Although Luoyang has returned, most parts of Hebei are still in Murong Die's hands.

His Northern Expedition has not been completed yet. There must be another battle between him and Northern Yan.

Luo Shen knew that he was busy preparing for the war. When he came back during the day, he met with Jiang Tao, Sun Fangzhi and others to discuss matters. He waited patiently until the evening, and finally waited until he came back, and was very happy. The two of them had a meal together.

After the meal, Li Mu sent Luo Shen back to his room.

Luo Shen remembered that Gao Huan went to Beiyan to inquire about his mother's whereabouts. As the days were, it was a bit of a day. I wonder how he was asking about the news now, but I was worried and couldn't help asking him.

Li Mu hugged her into her arms and comforted her and said that news about Gao Huan should be soon.

Luo Shen leaned on his shoulder, thinking of Murong Zhe who was still locked up, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Murong Zhe was very nervous. No matter how he interrogated, he didn't say a word any more except for the news of the whereabouts of the eldest princess that day.

Luo Shen knew that Li Mu should have saved some preparations for Murong Zhe to exchange with the eldest princess and his son, so that she kept her alive.

It was also coincidental that she just thought of Murong Zhe, and a notice from the servant came from outside: "Li Langjun, the prison order has just arrived to report, saying that the Xianbei woman asked to see the Grand Sima and said that there was an important matter and she would tell her face to face."

Although he felt abnormal, Luo Shen's first reaction was that Murong Zhe might have let go and immediately looked at Li Mu.
Chapter completed!