Zhu Chengjun felt cunning for a moment and stopped to listen to what they said secretly. However, even when he closed the door, Chen Zixiao was very cautious and his voice was very low. After listening for a long time, Zhu Chengjun only heard a few words coming out of the gap in the window, such as "medicine" and "story".

He didn't understand very much, and after listening for a while, he lost interest and shook his head and walked out of the east wing.

Not far outside, I saw He Yi.

Just now, the old uncle told him where to send the goods. At this time, he was holding a long box in his hand, obviously containing the wooden sword that he had just taken to the old uncle. Just as he was asking someone to prepare a horse to walk out by himself, Zhu Chengjun ran over with a smile.

"Uncle Heyi!"

He Yi turned around and saw that it was him, and smiled, bowed to him and bowed: "Your Highness."

Zhu Chengjun ran over and asked, "Uncle Heyi, where are you going?"

"Go outside and do something."

"What to do?"

"Of course, what His Majesty the Emperor gave."

"What did the father tell me?"

Zhu Chengjun blinked and asked, "Is it a war?"

He Yi smiled. He naturally knew that this little prince had high hopes for him since he was a child, and sometimes even taught him martial arts step by step. Although he is still young now, he could already see the brave and martial spirit of His Majesty the emperor at that time.

When he mentioned "war", he was more excited than anyone else.

So, Shi Yi smiled and said, "It's related to war, but not war."

Zhu Chengjun blinked: "Why is it related to war, but it's not war yet? Isn't war a war just war?"

He Yi laughed twice. Over the years, he had rarely had such a cheerful laugh, especially after Ye Zheng left, there were no one in the court who could talk to him intimately. Only in front of such a child could he show some true nature.

After laughing, he said patiently: "Your Highness, although war is a war, there are many things related to war. The predictions of war, preparations before the war, and even cleaning up after the war are all great questions."

Zhu Chengjun blinked again and said, "Then are you--preparing?"

Shi Yi nodded with a smile.

Zhu Chengjun said: "Then where are you going to prepare? Just now, what did you tell my uncle? What is the altar where you are?"

Tsurui smiled and said, "I can't tell you this."

Zhu Chengjun pouted immediately.

He Yi smiled and said, "Your Highness, you are still young and not yet time to ask about these things. Okay, you should go back and rest quickly. Today, the sun is poisonous, be careful to make you sick after a while."

After saying that, he gently patted Zhu Chengjun's thin shoulders, clamped the long box with the wooden sword, and turned around and left.

Zhu Chengjun pouted unwillingly, watched his back disappear in front of him, and after a while, he whispered: "I have grown up long ago, I know what's going on."

Suddenly, he smiled sly again: "If I don't let me see it, I will go and see it!"

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Although the people in Handongwei have become accustomed to the frequent wars at the border, it does not mean that they don’t care about the war. On the contrary, because of their knowledge and experiences too many wars, they can clearly feel that the war will be very big and will even affect their lives.

For example this time.

His Majesty the Emperor came to Handongwei in person. After two small-scale battles, Baihu City mobilized almost all the troops and horses, and even the troops of the Dongchaga tribe were stationed with them more than ten miles away from Handongwei.

On the Handongwei side, a large group of people also left the city one after another.

The smoke and dust from horse hooves filled the entire city and had not settled for a long time.

This time, it was obviously a big battle.

Such noise naturally reached the Duwei Mansion. Nan Yan sat in front of the window and felt a gust of wind, and there was even a fishy smell of dust in the wind. She sighed softly and said, "Is there another team out of the city?"

Delu smiled and said softly, "It's more than one or two."

Nan Yan nodded gently, and after a while, he sighed again.

She is no stranger to war and other things, and she also knows that there will inevitably be uncertainty in wars and no one can win. However, after so many years, she will always follow Zhu Feng with peace of mind and wait for every result.

But for some reason, before this time officially started, and before the formation was even put on both sides, she felt panicked.

But this kind of panic is not obvious panic, but an indescribable anxiety. It seems that there is a small cluster of flames deep in my heart, which has not burned into a sea of ​​fire, but it always burns a little in her heart, making her restless.

Nan Yan took the fan next to him and slapped himself.

Ruoshui walked in and saw her like this. He hurried over to take the fan, fanned her gently, and said, "My lady, don't fan like this. If it's too hot, I'll ask them to bring another ice plate."

Nan Yan didn't respond, and was silent for a while, asking, "When is it?"

Ruoshuidao: "Just just meet you."

"Where is the emperor?"

"After the emperor went to the study in the morning, he left the Duwei Mansion at noon, as if he had gone to the barracks with Lord Chen, and he hasn't come back yet."

"That's how..."

Nan Yan thought for a while and said, "Let the kitchen keep the food hot, and wait for the emperor to come back and send it over as soon as he comes back."

"I have already explained it."

Ruoshui said: "The Empress should have dinner on time, so she didn't eat much at noon."

Nanyan had no appetite at first, but she was also strange. The more worried she was and the less she had, the more she deliberately forced herself to eat something. This is why she has experienced so many storms over the years but has never been crushed by pressure.

So he stood up from the couch and said, "Let them bring the food. By the way, call the King of Han here and let him have a meal with me."

"yes."

Ruoshui handed the fan to the little palace maid next to him and went down.

After a while, some light meals were delivered to the kitchen. Nanyan sat at the table and asked them to serve themselves half a bowl of soup. After drinking a few sips, they started to enjoy the appetizer. But after waiting for a while, Zhu Chengjun never came.

She couldn't help frowning and turned to Delu and said, "You go over and see the girl Ruoshui, and let her go and call her, but she can't call her for a long time."

"yes."

Delu also turned around and walked out.

But as soon as she reached the door, she ran into Ruoshui who was running back in a hurry. She was sweating profusely and looked panicked, and she staggered in.

Nan Yan frowned and said, "Why are you doing in a panic? Hell?"
Chapter completed!