Chapter one hundred and twenty-three

There's going to be a war. And old rival, Chen Guo. Not long ago, Jing Wang finally provoked a mutiny, but she never thought that the inevitable success in her eyes was only the fantasy given to her by Emperor Yan. Most of the people who promised to support her as Emperor Yan were Emperor Yan. But it still brings losses, although it is much smaller than expected. Chen Guo took the opportunity to provoke the war, but he was given the title of respecting the king in prison, and... it was when several generals were getting old and sick. A war must be fought. It must also be won. Emperor Yan's first will, as in the past, requires all governors to send protons to Beijing. He must ensure that no one will set fire to his backyard when he should be consistent with the outside world. No one is willing to disobey his orders at this time, except Bai Mei. Five years ago, it was just a misunderstanding, which awakened Bai Mei's dream that she thought she could indulge willfully. After all, Anping Yanxuan, the male emperor who has always doted on and connived at Bai Mei and encouraged and supported him in the country of women's respect, could no longer endure endless speculation and doubt, and gave Bai Mei a title to drive away this woman who could shake her mind. In the late summer of the second year when Bai Mei left the capital and went to the fief, the young Emperor Yan was frequently reported to be in the harem, and finally he had an eldest daughter and named his father Jing Jun. People who know it may understand the oddness, but it is enough to make people who don't know it celebrate happily. Shortly thereafter, Bai Mei married Zhengjun and also had children-according to Emperor Yan's thinking, he did not fish the people, did not confuse the government, but stayed quietly in his fief. However, in such silence, Bai Mei is not idle. Jiangcheng was originally remote, but in five years, it has become one of the most prosperous and inviolable towns. Bai Mei is no longer a weak woman who can be kneaded. In the past five years, she forced herself to wake up from a dream of enjoyment and complacency and face everything. "No matter how bad I am, I will not send my children to be protons!" She said, "Susu, don't worry, nothing will happen. There are things, and I am also responsible." Family, relatives, friends... Bai Mei should be guarded to the end forever. Bai Houzheng Jun Su Shiyan only promised with a wry smile. He loves his children dearly and worries about his only wife... However, he is willing to believe in her, that nothing will happen to her, and that she can arrange everything. She said it was her responsibility. Therefore, instead of her two children who had just turned one year old, she galloped all the way south to Beijing. This makes Anping Yanxuan hate or annoy. To say that Bai Mei refused to trust the court and had any thoughts she shouldn't have, she clearly rushed to Beijing to recover her life. If you want to say that this man trusts the court and is single-minded, he just refuses to send his children as called. "Mother Emperor!" A little girl carved with milk and milk jumped into Emperor Yan's arms, looked up and stretched out her hand to try to smooth his frowned eyebrows: "Mother emperor, don't frown... there is a child! I have grown up quickly, and I can help my mother and emperor solve their worries!" Listening to her little adult-like words, Emperor Yan picked her up and sat on her lap, smiled slightly and stretched her eyebrows: "Why did Yan come?" "My son heard from my father today that Bai Hou, who dreamed of peace in the world, came to Beijing today and wanted to meet her... My son wanted to know what kind of person he was, the first in the world, and what kind of first in the world he was!" In the eyes of a little child, there is a kind of blazing light. "..." Emperor Yan's fingers trembled and staggered his eyes. "Mother emperor..." Anping Yongyan shook his arm and begged like coquetry: "Yan's son must be sensible, can't he not talk? The son minister wants to learn more... An Taifu also said that Bai Hou was a wizard and strange talent that day..." "Mr. An... what else did you say?" "An Taifu also said..." Yan Er's eyes turned and answered, "He also said that the mother emperor will definitely let me see her!" "Naughty!" Anping Yanxuan smiled and patted her little head: "You can attend the dinner in the evening, but don't be disrespectful!" "Must be! The child thanked the mother emperor!" Emperor Yan just looked at her with a bright smile somewhat similar to Bai Mei's, but smiled wryly. He couldn't say for sure whether he had changed compared with five years ago, but he clearly felt that Bai Mei was no longer the woman who liked charming and soft smiles before. The long thick black hair was rolled up high by Bai Mei and coiled on the top of his head. It did not fall at all. It was pinned with a finely carved ebony hairpin. The white gold-inlaid official uniform was clean, tidy and conformable. It was not stained with any lead powder and dust. It was less round, more angular, and had a three-point arrogant and reserved face. Silence, less laughter, less clarity in the dark eyes, more exploration and thinking, as if five years washed away her floating and lazy, also washed away her optimism and naivety. It seems that those pure and wanton expressions have never really existed, but absurd encounters in people's dreams. Like other courtiers, she just hangs her eyes and looks straight into Emperor Yan's eyes. She just bends respectfully, bends her knees and salutes respectfully.