The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 1145: Four pieces of jade

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Tomorrow is the day when Liao Chongwu will lead his troops and set off. At this time, he and Zhong Ming'e are in the same room, facing the crescent moon in the sky outside at night, and the two of them are naturally inseparable.

"I will be back in two months at most," Liao Chongwu said softly while stroking Zhong Ming'e's long hair, "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself and never let any new injuries occur on my body. , don’t be allowed to think at home all day long.”

"Just know that I am worried," Zhong Ming'e sighed, "Just know that I am worried about you every day."

"I know, I know it all," Liao Chongwu suddenly curled his lips and smiled, his big hand gently covering Zhong Ming'e's heart, lowering his eyes and looking tenderly at the long black hair of the two people mixed together, both hanging on Zhong Ming'e On the chest, "It always contains me and only me."

"What about you here?" Zhong Ming'e stretched out his hand to cover his heart and asked him with raised eyebrows, "What are you pretending to be?"

"Put your ear closer, I tell you..." Liao Chongwu looked at Bai Jinjin's little ear that was close to his face, couldn't help but smile, and then whispered to the little ear word by word, "It's just a frown, but it's in the heart."

"Bah! Who did you learn these sour words from?!" Zhong Ming'e was startled at first, then blushed and backed away from Liao Chongwu. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Remember to learn more in the future. I'm curious about it."

"Okay!" Liao Chongwu smiled widely, with fine lines appearing in the corners of his eyes. He leaned over and shamelessly nibbled and bitten on Bai Jinjin's face, which made him very noisy. Zhong Ming'e screamed and laughed, and Liao Chongwu was afraid that he would get cramps from laughing, so he stopped, and then said with a smile, "How about you teach me now? If you are the master, I will learn quickly!"

"Okay," Zhong Ming'e smiled enough and rested his head on the man's lap. He looked at the man with watery eyes without blinking, while softly reciting word by word, "I feel sad to say goodbye. , how long does it take to miss a little love? Use your sleeves to blow the poplars and snow. The stream is sloping, the mountains are covering it, and people are gone!"

Liao Chongwu looked at those watery eyes, said no more, and lowered his head little by little.

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August 15th, the 34th year of Jiasheng

Mid-Autumn Festival.

Beijing suburbs.

The camp of King Anjun.

Ten days ago, Long Live Lord Zhong Mingzheng ordered the army stationed in Beijing to attack Zhili and strangle King An's rebel party. As a result, the army stationed in Beijing retreated steadily after they fought with King An's army. Within ten days, An's army was defeated. The prince's camp was moved from Zhili to the outskirts of Beijing, and its strength increased from 20,000 to 50,000. Most of the more than 30,000 additional soldiers were prisoners of the army stationed in Beijing who voluntarily surrendered. Now, There were less than 20,000 people left in the army stationed in Beijing, and they had retreated to the capital, intending to fight against the trapped beasts, while Prince An's army set up camp on the outskirts of Beijing.

"Sir, why don't we strike while the iron is hot and attack the capital directly?" In the big tent, Zhong Mingwei, Meiya and other people were sitting around talking, Fu Jiayou asked impatiently.

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. If we attack the city, I am afraid that all the people in the capital will not be able to celebrate the Ansheng Festival. By then, the people will definitely be resentful of us." Before Zhong Mingwei could speak, Meiya spoke. , "Besides, it's good for the army to stop and rest. The soldiers have been running around killing the enemy for so long, so it's time to stop and rest. It just so happens that we can also spend the Reunion Festival with the soldiers."

"Madam, you are very considerate," Kong Wenmin nodded hurriedly, and said with emotion, "In the past, how could we care about the integrity of the Royal Forest Army? But with these solar terms, we have to work harder than before, for fear that something will go wrong, every day We all do things with our heads up, and there is always a string in our heads all year round. However, since we went to Ninggu Pagoda, we have experienced several festivals in a serious way." At this point, Kong Wenmin suddenly remembered again. What, then his eyes were unnaturally cast on Chen Qingxuan next to him, and then he lowered his voice and said to Chen Qingxuan, "I remember last year's Mid-Autumn Festival, just in time for me to send you to the provincial examination, and we were halfway there. ”