The daily life of a cold and aloof general raising his wife

Li Shu and Yan Jingrong returned to the capital a month after Emperor Mingde's death.

Fearing they would be recognized by acquaintances after entering the capital, Yan Jingrong specifically contacted Xie Huai'an and entered through the back gate of the General's Mansion late at night.

The sisters had so much to talk about when they reunited. Li Shu and Yan Jingrong originally planned to go straight back to the capital after returning from Northern Qi, but they saw many refugees and a bandit who had taken advantage of the chaos to come down the mountain. So they decided to do their best to help those in need. In this way, they traveled for more than a year in what was supposed to be a six-month journey.

As Li Shu recounted her experiences along the way, Jiang Shuwan couldn't help but stroke her hair, her eyes filled with both heartache and relief.

"Ah Shu, you've changed so much."

Li Shu smiled and said, "Sister Wan, you've changed too. You've become even gentler than before."

Seeing Jiang Shuwan's current appearance, Li Shu knew that everything she had written in her letters over the years was true, and that she was doing well and as usual, which put her at ease.

Jiang Shuwan's joy was genuine.

"In any case, now that you're back, you should stay in the capital so we can look after each other."

Li Shu looked troubled; she didn't know how to start the conversation.

Jiang Shuwan noticed her concern and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Shu slowly spoke, "I don't want to stay in the capital."

"If you don't want to stay in the capital, where would you like to go?"

"I want to travel the world."

Having left the palace and seen the vastness of the land, how could she be willing to return to that caged canary?

Jiang Shuwan remained silent.

Seeing this, Li Shu wondered how to persuade her, when she heard her say, "I support you."

Li Shu was somewhat surprised, then she said with emotion, "I thought you would try to persuade me."

Jiang Shuwan shook her head, but instead smiled firmly and said, "I will support whatever decision you make. Shuwan, be yourself. If you need any help, be sure to tell me."

Li Shu hugged her happily.

How fortunate it is to have a friend who understands you.

Royal Palace

After Jiang Shuwan left, the Empress held onto Li Shu tightly and refused to let go.

Before they met, they had a thousand words to say, but now that their daughter was with the former empress, they were so happy that they couldn't speak. They just kept holding their daughter's hand and wouldn't let go.

Seeing her mother's tense expression, as if she was afraid that she would die if she let go, Li Shu said with a laugh, "Mother, I'm not going to run away."

"Your mother knows that you just can't bear to part with me. I just want to hold your hand and hug you."

The Empress could not easily let go of her daughter, whom she had longed for day and night, now that she had returned.

The Empress's words brought tears to Li Shu's eyes, and she hugged her mother tightly.

"The daughter is unfilial."

Li Shu knew all about how much her mother had worried about her over the years, and that it was she, as a daughter, who had failed in her duty.

The Empress shook her head. "No matter what you say, in my heart, Shu'er is the best and most sensible child."

Li Shu slowly released her mother. Looking at the wrinkles at the corners of her mother's eyes and the gray hairs at her temples, she felt very guilty.

When Li Shu returned, the Empress ate more than usual.

After spending several days and nights by the Empress's side, Li Shu told the Empress what was on her mind.

"I will not allow it!"

When the Empress heard that she still wanted to leave the palace, she refused without even thinking.

Li Shu pouted and said sweetly, "Mother Empress~"

For the first time, the Empress coldly released her hand.

Li Shu knew that she was unhappy.

Li Shu acted coquettishly for a while before the Empress's expression improved.

"Does Yan Jingrong agree with your idea?"

The Empress knew that Yan Jingrong had been by her daughter's side all these years, and she also knew that the two were of one mind.

"What does he disagree with?"

Yan Jingrong clearly stated that he would accompany Li Shu no matter what she wanted to do.

At first, the empress was unhappy, but as long as her daughter was happy, she didn't care.

However, the Queen asked an important question.

That was the marriage between Li Shu and Yan Jingrong.

Li Shu is, after all, a princess of Daqing. How can she stay with Yan Jingrong without any official title or status?

Because of this matter, the Empress specially ordered Xie Huai'an to bring Yan Jingrong to the palace.

After discussing it, they decided to hold the wedding for the two of them at the general's mansion.

Originally, Yan Jingrong did not want to see his family again. Since he had chosen to fake his death, he wanted to leave this world completely. However, Yan Jingxuan saw it and Yan Jingrong secretly met with his family in the end.

When Lady Xuanping saw Yan Jingrong, she hugged him and burst into tears.

The Yan family members couldn't help but shed tears.

After learning what had happened to Yan Jingrong, neither Lady Xuanping nor Marquis Xuanping said anything.

Then Yan Jingrong brought up his marriage to Li Shu. Lady Xuanping was surprised that not only had her son been found again, but she had also gained another daughter-in-law.

A dozen days later, the couple's wedding day arrived.

Jiang Shuwan decorated the courtyard to be very warm and festive.

Only Jiang Shuwan and her husband, the Empress, and the Xuanping Marquis's family were present. There was no need for many people; those who witnessed Li Shu and Yan Jingrong's wedding banquet were all their closest relatives and friends.

After their marriage, Li Shu returned to the palace to accompany the Empress for half a month before leaving the capital with Yan Jingrong.

They traveled and enjoyed the scenery while also performing acts of chivalry.

**

Many scenes from before the Void Master's passing appeared before my eyes.

With war raging, the capital city is on the verge of falling.

More elderly, weak, women and children crowded into the White Horse Temple.

The Turks somehow knew that there were many people at the White Horse Temple, and suddenly a group of Turkic soldiers came towards the White Horse Temple.

At the critical moment, Xie Huai'an held up the Turkic army with his silver spear.

Xie Huai'an hadn't slept for two days and two nights, not to mention that there were so many Turks at this time, and one person could hardly fight against four hands.

Xie Huai'an quickly found himself at a disadvantage.

Suddenly, Xie Huai'an was hit by an arrow from the Turks. Xie Huai'an paused for a moment but continued to swing his spear.

Two arrows, three arrows, countless arrows struck Xie Huai'an. Finally, Xie Huai'an could not hold on any longer. His spear fell to the ground, and he stood straight and motionless.

Master Xukong looked at everything with compassion, then turned around and returned to the room he was repairing, taking out the temple's most prized treasure.

Inside the precious red box is a bead that glows with white light. This bead is called a dzi bead. It fell from the sky to the White Horse Temple and has been kept by successive abbots. The previous abbot said that it could only be used in times of national crisis.

Now is the time to use it.

Using dzi beads comes at a great cost, requiring the user to give their life, yet even so, Master Xukong has no regrets.

As Master Xukong chanted the incantation, the sky suddenly darkened, and everyone panicked. They looked up at the sky, and suddenly it seemed as if the sky had been torn open, and a burst of white light shone into the White Horse Temple.

Master Xukong opened his eyes and saw an identical room. He walked out of the room and saw that the snow was falling heavily outside, a peaceful and serene scene. After asking his disciples, he learned that he had returned to the winter of the twenty-eighth year of Yuanqi.

The Turks had not yet attacked, and all the suffering had not yet begun...