After the rebirth, she became the emperor's white moonlight

Chapter 705 Wait for me to come back
Ten days later, Han Zhen's coffin entered Yanjing.

The street was surprisingly quiet that day, and the dusty soldiers carried the coffin into the palace.

Lord Yuhou immediately transported grain, grass and medicinal materials to Yanmenguan.

Supported by others, Emperor Yan Xun mourned the Duke who died for the country in front of civil and military officials, and at the same time issued an order to be buried with national ceremonies.

White silk was soon hung up in the Duke of Zhen's mansion, and a funeral was held. Three days later, Han Xiubai took over the title of the Duke of Zhen's mansion and became the new Duke of Zhen.

Just five days after Marquis Yu left, another letter was delivered to the palace.

Yanmen Pass was breached, and the army retreated to Jiahe Town behind. The battle situation was critical and they asked the imperial court for support.

After Yanshen received this letter, he immediately went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, held a court meeting, appointed several generals, and let them lead the troops to Jiahe Town.

The night is like thick ink that cannot be melted, with a slight chill.

"Grandpa!"

The maids bowed slightly to salute, then lifted their feet and walked out.

Chu Yun raised her head, and when her eyes fell on the court dress, she was in a daze.

Han Xiubai's whole body was radiant and cold, Ruyu's face was covered with a layer of dim yellow light, and he looked a little heavy.

"You're here." Chu Yun closed the ledger, stood up and walked down.

She picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of hot tea, and pushed it to his side.

Han Xiubai came over and sat down, reached out to pick up the tea gu and took a sip.

Chu Yun also sat down.

"Yunyun, I'm going to Jiahe Town." Han Xiubai's voice was very calm.

Chu Yun paused her hand, raised her head, looked at the man's quiet face under the light, and asked, "When?"

"Let's go tonight!" Han Xiubai said.

"So fast!" Chu Yun was shocked, pinching his clothes with his hands hanging in front of him.

Han Xiubai looked at the tension on her face, and his heart suddenly eased a lot at this moment. He pursed his lips and nodded slightly: "The situation over there is urgent. I must go as soon as possible. I have already asked the book boy to prepare."

He took a sign out of his clothes and handed it to her.

Chu Yun's eyes flashed, and he reached out to take it.

"The bookboy follows you, if there is anything, you can tell him."

Chu Yun tightened her hands holding the sign. She knew that this battle was inevitable. Although Han Xiubai had won the title in his previous life, he hadn't gone to the battlefield yet. Years, but now, many things are ahead of schedule, obviously the trajectory has not changed, but everything has changed.

"Yun Yun, my mother's place, you don't have to pay attention, if you can't make it through, go to the house I bought outside."

Han Xiubai's voice paused, his expression serious, "When I come back, I will find you!"

Chu Yun was silent for a while, then nodded slightly.

Han Xiubai took a deep look at her, and suddenly relaxed his brows and eyes, put the tea gu on the table, stood up: "I should go."

He turned around.

Chu Yun also stood up and followed him out.

Suddenly he stopped, turned around, reached out to hold her hand, and pulled her into his arms.

Just as Chu Yun was struggling, his hoarse voice sounded: "Live well!"

Chu Yun's body froze, and gradually became quiet.

Han Xiubai let her go, and kissed her on the forehead: "If there is another life, I will definitely treat you well."

As soon as the voice fell, he turned and walked out, and quickly disappeared into the night.

This night was destined to be unsettled, Mrs. Han was holding her son's hand, weeping and reluctant to let go.

But still he could only watch his son get on his horse and walk away from her.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Emperor Yan Xun slowly opened his eyes. When he saw the person sitting in front of the bed, he subconsciously tightened his hand and held her hand: "Huixian, I'm sorry."

When Queen Lian heard this, she smiled softly, "Why did the Emperor suddenly say this?"

Emperor Yan Xun glanced at her, "Did you ever hate me for Shi'er's death?"

Even the smile on the Queen's face subsided, and she didn't speak any more.

Emperor Yan Xun had a sense of luck and guilt in his heart before, but now that he sees her like this, he probably understands it in his heart.

"I'm sorry for that child, and I'm even more sorry for you. These days, I think about Shier every day. Sometimes I think, it's better to close my eyes earlier. That child is still young, and he will definitely be lonely and bullied when he is alone in the ground. When he was alive, he didn't fulfill the responsibility of being a father for a day, after death, I hope to be a good father."

Empress Lian took the medicine bowl handed over by the maid, took a spoonful, blew on it, and tested the temperature before feeding it to his mouth.

Feeling the warmth around his mouth, Emperor Yan Xun's eyes became hot again.

There is nothing he can't understand these days. These years, he has been around him back and forth, only this woman has been by his side forever, even though he has done so many wrong things.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember what my concubine said when we got married?"

Emperor Yan Xun opened his mouth and let the concoction slip into his throat, and he swallowed it with difficulty.

When the two got married, in fact, he was reluctant at that time, so he can't remember clearly.

But seeing her appearance at this time, he felt even more guilty and couldn't say it out loud.

"The concubine once said that if you marry Your Majesty in this life, you will be His Majesty's person. Life is not the same as death at the same time. The concubine is also at fault for Shier's death. If he hadn't insisted on giving birth to him, he might have been reincarnated as an ordinary person. I won't suffer so much with my concubine, she is not a good mother."

"Huixian," Emperor Yan Xun's voice was hoarse, his eyes were red, he held her hand tightly, "You are still young, you don't have to die with me, when Shen'er ascends the throne, you will be the queen mother."

"Your Majesty thinks that he respects my mother in his heart?" Queen Lian fed the spoon to his mouth.

"He still remembers Gu Qiao as his biological mother in his heart, isn't this what the emperor has always hoped for?"

Emperor Yan Xun's heart stung, Shen'er was actually not close to him, he knew that if he had given the child directly to the queen and kept him from knowing about those things, maybe now the father is kind and the son is filial, and Shi'er can love him more brother.

"sorry."

"There is nothing to be sorry for. In this life, the emperor's heart was given to Gu Qiao, and the hearts of his concubines were given to the emperor. This is fate, and that's it. Old couples. If the emperor closes his eyes one day, the prince Concubine Qiao must not be able to tolerate concubines, and concubines will only drink a cup of poisoned wine, and this is the end of their lives. I just ask God to take pity on them. If there is a next life, concubines hope to be born in ordinary people's homes. A healthy child, the family is harmonious and beautiful!"

She handed the bowl to the servant girl, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth.

Emperor Yan Xun looked at her calm expression: "Huixian."

He opened his mouth, in fact he should be able to think of everything, no matter how much he looks like, it is not Gu Qiao, Gu Qiao is dead, he is also old.

(End of this chapter)