Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1657

The lantern that successfully passed the level this time fell into the hands of the North Wing Emperor. Is this about the lantern? This is his intention for Tang Chujun.

Emperor Mingde patted Cen Yuan's shoulder happily and said, "Don't feel wronged. Aren't all the lanterns we won sent to your house?"

Cen Yuan sneered, "Ha!" and turned away.

Suddenly, I felt a sinking sensation on my back; it was Pighead Nine who pounced on me.

Cen Yuan was unable to move and couldn't shake it off, "Get out of here."

"I won't!" Pighead Nine smiled, "I'll ride on horseback and follow you tomorrow when we go to war."

"I'm going to fight, not to take care of children."

"I'm not a child anymore! I want to defend my country and become a great general." Zhutoujiu was full of confidence.

And the lanterns won that night were quietly delivered to Yu Sheng Pavilion.

It was exceptionally quiet in Yu Sheng Pavilion.

Nanny Zhong was very apologetic and prepared to go into the house to wake up her master.

She explained to Emperor Mingde that the master was so sleepy that he fell asleep as soon as he got home. He was supposed to sleep for only an hour, but he couldn't wake up after falling asleep. He was too sleep deprived.

Emperor Mingde held the little fat man's mask in his hand and took a deep look at the room. "Don't wake her up. When she wakes up, give this to her."

He stood for a moment in front of the palace lanterns with interlaced light and shadow, with a feeling of separation in his heart, and his throat was choked with sobs.

He knew she was awake.

I just don't want to see him.

After a moment, Emperor Mingde touched the amulet he was wearing on his body, and left with great strides.

The amulet was obtained by Tang Chujun for him at Baoguo Temple. He always wore it close to his body, as if she was always by his side.

All the words in my heart are just tinged with the sadness of parting. Well, I will save all the words for her when I return to Beijing.

In the west wing, Tang Chujun was holding the fat man's mask and crying.

She didn't see him.

She didn't want to say goodbye to Emperor Mingde.

I heard that before a soldier goes to war, if he doesn't see the person he wants to see or says what he wants to say, he will come back alive to see them even if he holds his breath.

Tang Chujun just wanted him to come back alive to meet her.

She clasped her hands together and prayed for the gods' blessing. Suddenly she remembered that she had always prayed for the blessing of Emperor Mingde in the past, and Emperor Mingde had always been the god in her heart.

How reluctant. Tang Chujun chased after him with a mask on her face covered with tears. The wind and snow were raging, blowing her long hair.

She stumbled out the door.

There is a bustling crowd outside and the night will be lively all night long.

Tang Chujun couldn't help covering her face and crying. Seeing Tang Xinghe and others coming from afar, she quickly put on a mask and hid in the door.

She is not young anymore, how can she let the younger generations see her in such a ridiculous state?

It would make people laugh. Tang Chujun hurried back to Yu Sheng Pavilion and asked someone to move the lanterns into the house.

In the blurry light and shadow, she thought of Emperor Mingde's smiling face, and suddenly she laughed while crying.

If he could return safely, he could call her "little fat girl" if he wanted to. It wouldn't cost him any money.

He told her that he would return to Beijing after recovering the lost territory. This was his biggest dream in this position.

He wanted to bring back all the people who were scattered outside and living worse than cattle and horses, so that they could live in the sunshine of a prosperous era, have food to eat, clothes to wear, and live and work in peace and contentment.

This man has the whole world in his heart!

Pretend for her too!

Tang Chujun wrote with ink: I hope to wait for you to come back and talk about mulberry and hemp together.