Bei Yutang drank the last patch of medicine again, and Xiao Mohua hurriedly ran in.

"Miss, miss, the prince defeated the Huns, killed the other party's commander, and captured ten cities. The Xiongnu have already sent a letter of surrender and peace, and the prince will return to Beijing in the near future. Xiao Mohua said excitedly.

The corners of Bei Yutang's lips raised slightly, "Hmm." ”

Xiao Mohua looked at the young lady so calmly, and couldn't help asking, "Miss, why aren't you excited?" ”

"I'm so excited!"

Small Ink Painting: ......

Not again! She couldn't see it at all.

It doesn't matter, though, as long as the others are as excited as she is.

The entire Daduan Dynasty was excited about Jun Wuxian's triumphant return, and countless students sang many poems praising Jun Wuxian's heroes and invincibility, and even children in the streets and alleys sang nursery rhymes praising Jun Wuxian.

Suddenly, Jun Wuxian's prestige reached its peak, and his wedding to the first beauty of the Daduan Dynasty also became the focus of attention of the entire Shangjing people.

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On the dark night, Bei Yutang suddenly sat up in shock, and unconsciously covered her chest with her hand, and her heart tingled, which directly woke her up from her dream.

After Bei Yutang woke up, he didn't feel sleepy.

She stepped out of bed and saw the red wedding dress on the hanger, and her cold eyes softened.

In three days, we will see him.

Three days had never felt so long.

Early the next morning, Xin Lian walked into the study, looked at Bei Yutang behind the desk, removed the different colors from the bottom of his eyes, and walked in front of her, "Miss, the prince said that he would postpone his return for a few days, and there is still something to deal with in the frontier." ”

Bei Yutang looked at her in surprise.

Xinlian handed her a letter, "This is the prince's letter. ”

Bei Yutang took her letter, this time it was not opened immediately as in the past, I don't know if it was her illusion, the letter in her hand suddenly became extremely heavy. She didn't dare to dismantle it.

Xinlian saw that she had not moved for a long time, and her heart burst out.

Did the young lady find out?!

After a long time, Bei Yutang opened the letter, and when she saw the familiar handwriting, she did not smile on her lips as before.

She put the letter on the table and looked at Xinlian with an awe-inspiring gaze, "What's wrong with him?" ”

His heart rippled, and a touch of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes, "The prince just can't come back for the time being." ”

"What the hell happened to him?" Bei Yutang's voice rose sharply.

Under her compelling gaze, Xinlian couldn't bear it anymore, and her eyes turned red, "The prince is dying." ”

Bei Yutang's heart ached, "Where is he?" ”

The voice was uncontrollably trembling slightly.

"Chishui City."

As soon as Xinlian's words fell, Bei Yutang rushed out of the study, and the servants on the road saw a figure hurrying by, and everyone looked at the familiar figure in surprise, not understanding why the young lady was in such a hurry.

Soon they all knew!

A thousand-mile horse galloped past at a gallop on the official road, rolling up the sky full of yellow smoke.

One day and one night, sleepless, when she hurried to arrive, the whole Chishui City was covered with white silk, there was no laughter and laughter on the streets, and it was as quiet as entering a dead city.

The city lord's mansion was full of people, and all the people spontaneously wore plain white clothes, and there was no smile on their faces, only sadness.

Bei Yutang got off the horse, his feet were weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

She walked into the mansion step by step, and her feet seemed to be filled with a thousand pounds, and it was extremely heavy. With each step, it seemed as if she had exhausted all the strength of her body.