Yi Xin as a concubine

He signaled the man in black to go down with his eyes.

"What's going on? Tell me slowly."

Chu Xingchen personally poured a cup of tea and handed it to the dusty Mo Xuan Yifan.

"Something happened at the Heqi Tower in the north, so I rushed over to deal with it. Just after I finished dealing with it, I heard that the Qiang State was invading. I ran over to take a look. It seemed that the other side had been preparing for a long time, and they had no shortage of food, weapons, and equipment."

"The north has only recovered a little in the past two years. We have put in a lot of effort. I am afraid we will fail again this time."

Mo Xuan Yifan drank the water in the cup in one breath, put the cup on the table with a bang, and when he loosened his grip, the cup broke into pieces, which showed how angry this man was.

"Have you met General Xu?" Chu Xingchen seemed not to notice the broken cup. He picked up another one, filled it with water and handed it to Mo Xuan Yifan.

After taking the cup again, Mo Xuan Yifan's impetuous temperament gradually calmed down.

"Yes, but General Xu is not young anymore. I'm afraid this battle will be disastrous! The hero is old, he has no son, and his only grandson is only in his early teens."

Chu Xingchen pondered for a long time before speaking: "The north cannot afford to lose anything. Send 10,000 elite soldiers to support it. If necessary, take the Xu family's child to Yingzhou. The Xu family army cannot be without descendants."

"Twenty...twenty thousand?"

"But we only have..." Mo Xuan Yifan swallowed, as if he was frightened.

"The north was originally a land of exile, and has never been productive. But that is why we were able to preserve a piece of pure land. That is our only way out, so we must not make any mistakes."

"Yifan, you have to go there in person. Take my seal and order Wu Mang to disperse the people and enter the Northland in batches. Be careful to hide your whereabouts."

After turning around twice on the ground, he said again: "You can use it as a surprise attack, but you can't fight head-on."

Mo Xuan Yifan's eyes lit up when he heard that. At least he still had some reservations, otherwise it would be like throwing a meat bun at a dog - there would be no return!

"Let's first allocate a batch of weapons and equipment to be shipped over, and ask the Xin family for help with food and fodder. They should have the channels."

Speaking of the Xin family, Chu Xingchen was distracted for a moment, but it was only a moment, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." Mo Xuan Yifan put down the water cup, turned around and left.

As soon as Mo Xuan Yifan left, the door of the study was pushed open again.

"Daddy, Xiaobao is here to see uncle." The little baby voice was innocent and tender.

Chu Xingchen walked out from behind the table, bent down and picked up the three-year-old child, and said in a gentle voice: "Uncle has something to do, can you come back to play with Xiaobao next time?"

"Okay~" the little kid responded obediently.

"Be good, little darling. Come and play with mommy." Chu Xingchen skillfully placed the child into Xiang Qing's arms without touching the other person at all.

"I saw Yifan coming. Why did he leave in such a hurry? I was just planning to get him something to eat." Xiang Qing took the child, lowered her eyes and spoke.

"It's urgent." There was a distinct sense of alienation in his voice. After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the desk, and it was obvious that he was sending the guest away.

Xiang Qing held the child's hand tightly, turned around and left silently.

He sighed deeply and picked up the information scattered around the table again.

In Chuxiu Palace, the night wind suddenly blew up, bringing with it tiny drops of rain, and the air became chilly.

"I can have a peaceful night tonight." Aunt Meng looked at the dark clouds outside and said in a low voice.

"Be quiet, so that your aunt can sleep well." The senior palace maid Qin Sheng smiled with her eyes curved and spoke softly with a slight raise of the corners of her mouth, while her hands were circling Aunt Meng's temple with neither light nor heavy pressure.

This is a person who is gentle to the core at first glance.

"Yes, let's get those below prepared, so they all have something to do, so they won't cause trouble every day and make the palace so chaotic."

As soon as Aunt Meng finished speaking, she gradually fell asleep.

Qin Sheng smiled gently, took the quilt to cover the person, stood up gracefully, took a wet towel to wash her hands, and then washed the towel slowly and cleanly.

She looked at the sleeping person, walked out of the room with a smile on her lips, carefully checked the doors and windows, made sure they were all closed, then walked slowly into the rain.

She walked to a locked gate, tapped her toes lightly, and the oil-paper umbrella blossomed into gorgeous roses in the air, then quietly fell into the gate.

"Master, the servant is coming in."

The gentle voice was filled with careful tentativeness. There was no movement from inside the door, but there was a sound of clothes rubbing against each other, which was a signal for her to come in.

With a creaky sound, the dilapidated door was slowly pushed open, but what was in sight was not dilapidated. In the house, cigarette smoke was curling and gauze curtains were hanging lightly. The thick velvet carpet on the ground made no sound when stepped on. Behind the screen embroidered with a picture of a charming maid, there was smoke and the sound of water drops seemed like an ambiguous invitation.

She untied her skirt as she walked and threw it casually on the soft carpet. By the time she reached the screen, she was completely naked.

Without any hesitation, he took a step forward and sank. The sound of water gradually spread and it took a long time for the water to return to calm.

"There were originally eight people I was optimistic about. One of them injured his face a few days ago. I guess he is also stupid. I will start training them tomorrow. I will let them serve you."

The woman had a gentle smile and a soft voice, but her tone was filled with the paranoia and madness of someone determined to win.

"Master, rest assured. I will help you achieve whatever you want."

After putting on his clothes, he looked again at the bed covered by the gauze curtain, then gently bowed and took his leave.

No sound was heard from the people in the house during the whole process.

In the end, even the light footsteps of Qin Sheng were dispersed by the rain and mist, as if everything was a dream and had never really existed.

In the early morning after the rain, the fragrance of flowers is particularly strong.

The loud, clear sound of the gong penetrated through the layers of buildings, striking accurately in the ears of all the women, disturbing the tranquility of the garden.

When the gong sounded for the third time, the neatly dressed and sleepy-looking girls staggered out of the courtyard and rushed towards the parade ground.

Xin Baoer slept with Zhao Xian and Wei Yu last night. She had no idea that the three of them would have plans for today. They made a lot of noise and fell asleep very late. Now they all had dark circles under their eyes and looked listless.

Xin Baoer still had a wound on her face, with half of her face wrapped in gauze. She hesitated for a moment when she walked to the door, but finally stepped out.

If I could send her away for this reason, it would be a blessing in disguise. Hearing some ridicule and sour words is really not a big deal. I heard a lot of them in my previous life.

Sure enough, Xin Baoer received countless stares along the way, some with disdain, some with ridicule, some with gloating, some with sympathy, some with fear, and some with avoidance.

Xin Baoer didn't know that humans have so many expressions when dealing with the same thing.

Xin Baoer didn't care what others thought. Instead, she felt somewhat relieved. It was better to be scolded than to be remembered.

The garden is filled with fragrant breeze and the spring scenery is boundless.

The women, who didn't know why they were gathered together at this moment, didn't dare to speak carelessly for fear of being laughed at. They all looked at their noses and their noses at their hearts. Some of them couldn't help but gossip, but they spoke in low voices, making it difficult for a third person to hear.

Aunt Meng and a group of other aunts and palace maids sat in the shade on the steps. They were silent and no one dared to look up at them.

Xin Baoer took advantage of the tall girl next to her to look around secretly, and saw Aunt Yu, whom she had met several times, standing not far from Aunt Meng. She thought she was quite respectable.

Just as she was about to look away, she met a very gentle gaze. She subconsciously wanted to smile, but the gauze wrapped tightly around her face made the smile look a bit forced. She felt like she didn't want to laugh or cry, and it looked very awkward.

But that person didn't show any extra expression, still smiling gently, but her eyes slowly moved away. Although she looked at him casually, Xin Baoer could feel that she was looking for someone.

He lowered his head again and twitched the corners of his mouth. What does it have to do with him?

After finishing the cup of tea, Aunt Meng sat up straight and signaled the senior palace maid Qin Sheng to speak.

"Everyone should be here. Look at each other to see if the people you live with have arrived yet."

The voice is as gentle as the breeze on your face and the drizzle that moistens the earth, passing through the crowd. Every word seems to fall on people's hearts, making people subconsciously obey.

The girls all started moving, looking for people to live with among the crowd, and Xin Baoer was no exception.

After finding everyone, he subconsciously looked at the woman who was speaking, and couldn't help being shocked. Could this girl have some magical power?

His lips were just slightly open, and there was no vibration in his chest and throat, so how could the sound be transmitted so far?