Chapter 169 Letters
In the carriage, Yan Yu was sitting leaning on him, his hand was shaking with Xie Yun's.

At dawn, Yan Yu got into the carriage after he separated from "Your Majesty" last night. In order not to disturb Xie Yun, he sat like this all night.

The hand held in the palm moved slightly, and the eyeballs under the eyelids rolled a few times, then opened them and looked at the lying person.

Xie Yun also opened his eyes at this moment, his eyes seemed to be searching for something, turned around in the carriage, and then landed on Yan Yu.

He could clearly feel that he was slightly relieved.

"Are you awake?" Looking at Xie Yun, Yan Yu whispered, his mouth slowed down on purpose, he remembered what "Your Majesty" said, Xie Yun's ears were not very flexible for the time being.

It doesn't matter, even if he can't hear from now on, it doesn't matter to Yan Yu, he is still alive, that's the most important thing, he can be his ear.

Xie Yun nodded, Yan Yu slightly raised his hand, he nodded again, and Yan Yu helped him up.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Yan Yu asked in a low voice as he moved to Xie Yun's side.

Feeling the body, Xie Yun frowned, he didn't need to say anything, Yan Yu understood what he meant.

When injured, pain is inevitable. Xie Yun has always been a patient person. The two of them grew up together, and the words are clear.

It can make him frown to show that it is very painful.

"Here is the medicine prepared by the imperial physician. It can relieve pain. You can take some. I'll get you something to eat."

Letting go of Xie Yun's hand, Yan Yu wanted to get out of the carriage. Suddenly, the loosened hand held his hand again. He felt a pulling force, and followed that force, and sat back down again.

"You have injuries." He muttered in a low voice, Yan Yu cooperated with Xie Yun, and being held in his arms, he understood what kind of mood Xie Yun would be feeling at this time.

With so much gunpowder, fortunately they were located a certain distance from the explosion site, otherwise, Xie Yun would not be able to sit here at this time.

Like those guards, he will become a pile of minced meat. It's lucky that he has some temporary problems with his ears.

"It's okay." Stretching out his hand, he stroked his back lightly, not daring to pat it with his hands, he knew that Xie Yun's back was hurt.

After a while, Xie Yun's strength weakened, and he left his arms, "I'll get you something to eat."

This time, Xie Yun nodded.

Yan Yu left the carriage, Xie Yun sat back, let out a long breath for a while, almost, he couldn't come back.

At this moment, it was dawn, and Xie Zhao, who was sleeping in another carriage, got out of the carriage and came to visit Xie Yun.

She didn't come in directly, but first asked a question outside the carriage, but she didn't get a response, so she opened the curtain.

Seeing Xie Yun who was sitting, she was taken aback for a moment, then a happy face appeared on her face, and then got into the carriage.

She knew that Xie Yun's ears were temporarily inflexible, so she slowed down her mouth so that Xie Yun could recognize what he said.

Xie Yun looked at "Your Majesty" in front of him, and the feeling of disobedience came back again. He cleared his throat and tried to speak, but now his voice was very hoarse. Seeing "Your Majesty" wave his hand, he stopped talking.

Yan Yu came back quickly, took the food, Xie Zhao dismissed his gift, and only talked to Yan Yu about the next thing after seeing that Xie Yun could eat and drink normally.

"According to what the general saw, we still have to move forward as soon as possible. As for the wounded..." Yan Yu glanced at Xie Yun, "I found someone to escort them to the nearest town to recuperate."

Among the soldiers who went with Xie Yun, some were unable to return, and some were seriously injured, so they must not be able to move on.

Even those with minor injuries, it is best not to continue. Xie Yun will definitely be kept. He is indeed lucky. Although he was injured, he was between serious and minor injuries. Son woke up.

"I think so too. Do you want to go directly with the team, or do you personally send them to the town and follow the team?"

The paddock is definitely going, it has been set up for so long, and all previous efforts cannot be wasted at this time. Regarding this point, Xie Zhao had thought about it carefully before, and also said a few words to Yan Yu.

"The last general will accompany you." At this moment, of course he cannot leave His Majesty.

"Okay, you can discuss it with fourth brother, let's start as soon as possible." Xie Zhao nodded, turned to look at Xie Yun, and left from the carriage.

In the carriage, there were only two people left. After Xie Yun finished eating, Yan Yu talked about "Your Majesty" and his decision.

Xie Yun nodded. He could understand and support it. If it were him, his majesty's safety would be the top priority.

"In the team, there must be an internal response. You are not hearing well now, so be careful." He specially reminded Xie Yun to nod again.

Before noon, the procession divided into two groups, one group went to the nearest town, and the other continued to the paddock.

Before leaving, Yan Yu's letter was delivered to Xie Huai'an, and he was not afraid of being stopped by outsiders. Except for Xie's family, others would never understand the contents of the letter.

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"Your Majesty, this is a new fruit, you can try it." Jiang Hai put the small basket on the table and reported to Zhao Jing.

He came from Shangshanfang, and the manager in charge there entrusted him to bring the fruits.

After agreeing, Zhao Jing looked at Jiang Hai, someone took the fruit and washed it, and then brought it up.

"What is that bulging in your arms?" Zhao Jing asked, noticing Jiang Hai's chest.

Jiang Hai looked down, and took out the letter from his arms, "Go back to your mother, it's a letter from His Majesty to your servant."

"Write you a letter?" Zhao Jing was a little surprised, "What did you write?"

He thought of the letter from Xie Zhao he had received before, and it was for him in one sentence. Now, he did not receive the letter, but Jiang Hai received it...

"Go back to your mother, the servant hasn't read it yet." He just received it, before it was too late, after all, it was a letter written by His Majesty, so he had to open it respectfully after washing his hands.

Zhao Jing didn't speak any more, the atmosphere in the hall seemed a bit wrong, Jiang Hai thought for a while, and hesitantly offered the letter with both hands, "Then why don't you help the slave to read it, madam? The slave doesn't know how to read."

Zhao Jing glanced at him, amused in his heart, this dog slave, he can't read, doesn't he know?After all, he is his companion.

"No, you can see for yourself. If you have anything to tell Bengong, you can tell Bengong."

"Yes." Jiang Hai took the order, and carefully took out the letter in his hand and unfolded it.

It was only one page, and there were not many words on it, only a few lines in total. Zhao Jing saw it and felt stuck, as he only had one line.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Jiang Hai pouted, Zhao Jing asked curiously.

"Go back to your majesty, your Majesty wrote to the slave because he disliked the slave. Before, the slave wrote to His Majesty, talking about the situation in the palace and the matter between you and the princess. Your Majesty said... that the slave is long-winded."

(End of this chapter)

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