Guozijian little cook

When Xiao Nianzhi and Yan Nanrong left the mansion, they saw Yan Xingxuan waiting at the door of the mansion.

Seeing the person, Xiao Nianzhi was stunned for a moment: "Why didn't anyone say anything?"

While speaking, she had already approached him and handed him her hand stove.

On this cold day, I don't know how long Yan Xingxuan stood here.

Yan Xingxuan didn't care about this. He had not been here long and the stove was still hot.

He just touched what Xiao Nianzhi handed over and returned it.

During the process, they inevitably touched hands and pressed them gently. Yan Xingxuan laughed with satisfaction: "I just came here, and I was about to tell someone. I figured it out after thinking about it."

As evening approached, the north wind blew loudly, and it was really painful to hit my face.

So, after Yan Xingxuan finished speaking, he helped Xiao Nianzhi walk towards the carriage: "Let's get on the carriage first."

Although there is nothing wrong with two people riding together, today is a special day.

Therefore, Xiao Nianzhi got on his carriage.

Yan Nanrong also obediently bowed to Uncle Wang.

The three of them exchanged brief greetings before getting into the carriage and driving to the palace.

Either he doesn't want to talk, or it's so cold that if he stands outside for a second longer, he will suffer.

The carriage staggered into the palace.

When they reached the second gate, they had to get off the carriage and go to the palace.

The various paths in the palace are either paved with cement or remain the same.

But they were all kept very clean.

Although there are still piles of snow in some places, the walking areas are definitely clean.

The three of them were talking while walking. Xiao Nianzhi was the first to speak: "By the way, I heard that Xixue is coming back."

When Xiao Nianzhi was still young, he received a letter from the other party, saying that he would be back almost during the Chinese New Year.

However, this is almost the same. Sometimes, it is really much different.

For example, today is New Year's Eve, but the other party has not entered the capital yet.

However, the sky is high and the road is far away, and it is winter. If it snows somewhere, it is easy to stop and rest temporarily.

Guo Sixue has a lot of battlefield experience. There is no reason why he can't understand such an ordinary road.

Therefore, Xiao Nianzhi is not too worried.

Hearing what she said, Yan Xingxuan nodded: "...I heard from the emperor that he is coming back."

There was a long, suspicious pause before he spoke.

He seemed to know something, but it was hard to explain.

This made Xiao Nianzhi couldn't help but turn his head to look at him.

It was cold, and Yan Xingxuan was wrapped up very tightly.

Although Yan Xingxuan looked like a peacock with its tail spread in front of Xiao Nianzhi most of the time.

However, he is not stupid, he knows how cold it is!
  Therefore, at this time, he exposed the upper half of his face and had a pair of exotic eyes. After feeling Xiao Nianzhi's gaze, he turned around and looked at it intently and seriously.

If you look closely, you will find that Yan Xingxuan's eyes seem to be slightly evasive and guilty.

Xiao Nianzhi:?

Xiao Nianzhi, who always felt that there was something going on here, pursed his thin lips slightly and lowered his eyebrows.

How could Yan Xingxuan see this? Xiao Nianzhi didn't need to ask more, he had already made all the moves honestly: "Think about it, don't think too much, I didn't say it because I didn't want you to worry, and the battle report only gave a rough idea, no Miss Guo must be injured."

Guo Sixue was injured? After hearing this, Xiao Nianzhi suddenly raised his head with a look of disbelief.

Although the battlefield is ruthless, the sword has no eyes.

However, Xiao Nianzhi always believed in Guo Sixue and felt that she could protect him.

Just thinking of General Guo who had barely managed to save his life and returned to the capital for a long time to take care of him, Xiao Nianzhi couldn't help but smile bitterly: Sometimes, she really takes it too much for granted.

No matter how well protected it is, it is still a ruthless battlefield!
  Injuries may be commonplace for those soldiers.

Death may be the cruel reality after every war.

Xiao Nianzhi just sent more and better blessings and hopes to his friends. In his heart, he felt that they were protected by gods and Buddhas and would not be hurt or sacrificed.

Now that he heard the news that Guo Sixue was injured, Xiao Nianzhi didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

After a long time, she opened her mouth, but she couldn't find her voice.

Xiao Nianzhi felt that she should have thought of it earlier. The war in the northwest was still going on, and something must have happened if Guo Sixue suddenly returned to Beijing.

Now that the war is tense, other personal matters must take a back seat.

Therefore, it is more likely that he will return to Beijing to recuperate like General Guo did before.

After all, more and better medical resources are in the capital and the palace.

Thinking of this, Xiao Nianzhi's eyes were a little sore.

Yan Xingxuan couldn't bear to see his sweetheart like this, so he quickly raised his hand and touched Xiao Nianzhi's head: "Think about it, don't worry, it's just that he was injured, the situation is not necessarily certain."

"To take a step back, it's a comfort to at least save your life and come back alive, right?"

For border soldiers, sacrifice is a common occurrence.

Therefore, living is their greatest hope and desire for them.

In Yan Xingxuan's view, compared with the names of the sacrificed soldiers and generals in the battle reports, Guo Sixue was only injured, which was considered a good ending.

Although the war is not over yet, after the opponent recovers from his injuries, there is a high probability that he will go to the battlefield again.

Thinking of this, Yan Xingxuan couldn't help but sigh.

Yan Nanrong followed silently behind him without saying a word, his nose a little sore.

As soon as His Majesty knew about the things in the battle report, he told the Guo family immediately, and Yan Nanrong also knew about it.

But he didn't want his cousin to worry, so he never said anything.

Now when I hear Uncle Wang mention it, I can't help but feel sour in my heart.

Although I know that this is my mission as a soldier, I can't help but feel sad when facing the reality.

What's more, they are related, which makes them feel more worried and sad than others.

The three people were silent for a moment, or Zhao Shangshu happened to be passing by. Seeing that the three people were silent, he couldn't help asking in a low voice: "It's such a cold day, why are you standing here if you don't go in?"

Looking at the three people with a slightly sad expression, Zhao Shangshu's mind changed and he probably guessed something, and then he sighed: "It's better to go in first, Jiren has his own destiny, and he didn't die in the battle. From then on, he became A handful of bones in the yellow sand is a good thing."

At the end of the sentence, I don't know whether I was sighing or comforting myself: "Being able to come back alive is a blessing among misfortunes and should be cherished."

Governor Zhao was also injured, and His Majesty arranged for someone to take him back to Beijing.

Second Master Zhao seemed to be lamenting Guo Sixue, and also seemed to be lamenting his own family.

Xiao Nianzhi's face turned red from the cold. She also knew that standing here would not look good, and if she was late for the banquet, the scene would only be even more ugly.

Therefore, he quickly calmed down and signaled to Yan Xingxuan and the others: "Then let's go in first."

It's just that my mood is not as good as when I came here, with the joy of the New Year.

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