Queen Juan is here, run away

In the middle of the night, the two of them sat on the long stone bench under the pavilion, neither wanting to go back yet.

"Mr. Yu, tell me what you were like when you were a boy, I want to hear it." Lihua said.

Yuchi Gong laughed: "It's just old stories, what's there to listen to."

Even so, he still thought for a moment and picked some things from the past to talk about.

The palace lantern was quietly placed aside, illuminating the world in a quiet and peaceful place on this moonlit night.

There are many things tonight that Lihua has never been exposed to before, and the monster has never told her.

She was moved by the deep brotherhood between King Anding and Yuchi Gong, lamented the untimely death of King Anding, and was worried about the Wu family.

Lihua felt that Yuchi Gong had a difficult time in the past. As a prince, he was stared at by all the eyes of the world, and his actions were restricted.

He needs to avoid the suspicion of the late emperor, clear away the long-standing evils, balance the court, avoid the open and secret attacks of other princes, deal with endless slander and frame-up, and so on.

And around him, only the Queen Mother and King Anding supported him, and the others were all people who wanted to take him down, or seek benefits from him.

She may have known about these difficulties in the past, but she never paid attention to them.

Like the rest of the world, she only knew that the prince was born with dazzling brilliance, outstanding talents, and a solid position. He had won the trust of the late emperor. He turned the tide four years ago and saved the country from crisis with his iron-blooded skills, winning the support of the courtiers.

However, they forget that he is also a human being of flesh and blood. In his years when he should have been dressed in rags and acted recklessly, he was instead shouldering the heavy responsibilities of the world. If he was not careful, he would be doomed.

He couldn't let go of the death of King Anding, but he couldn't express his grief like ordinary people. He could only taste the pain of losing his brother alone in the silent night every year, feeling cold at the top.

Fortunately, she is here, and he is no longer alone from now on.

"I will spend every night like this with you." As long as she is here, as long as he needs it.

Lihua gently nestled against Yuchi Gong's shoulder, murmuring in a low voice, as if talking to herself. The voice was so soft that only she could hear it.

Yuchi Gong's words paused for a moment, and then he continued talking about the past as if he didn't realize it, but the smile in his eyes grew bigger and bigger.

He was not impatient at all. After telling a small story, he asked Wen Yan: "What else do you want to hear?"

Lihua felt a little sleepy without realizing it. She hadn't stayed up like this for a long time.

Hearing this question, Lihua shook her head to wake up.

She hugged Yuchi Gong's arm, raised her face and asked seriously: "Mr. Yu, what kind of person is King Anding? Can you tell me about it?"

She had rarely heard about King Anding's deeds before, but she heard more tonight than she had in the past four years.

But even so, she still didn't know what kind of person King Anding was. She only knew that he was talented but suffered injustice.

Lihua thought that despite his status as the evil brother, King Anding was a very nice and warm person.

Yuchi paused for a moment, turned around and saw Lihua's serious expression close at hand, and stretched out his hand to put her head back on his shoulder.

What kind of person is your brother?

He looked at the night sky and slowly fell into memories.

I don’t know how long they talked, but Yuchi Gong still couldn’t help but mention the catastrophe of the Xiongnu invasion four years ago, which was the last time of King Anding.

King Anding was regarded by the late emperor and court officials as a low-level talent, and the crossbow he designed ultimately played a huge role in the critical moment when the Huns were about to break through the border, causing the Huns to retreat steadily and saving all the people from the war.

Although it is inseparable from Yuchi Gong's decisive appointment of generals and formulation of strategies to retreat from the enemy, without this magical weapon, it would not have been so easy to defeat the Huns so quickly, and the price paid would have been much higher.