"Crack!"
A teardrop fell down.
Lu Xingping squatted on the ground, the reluctance, regret and regret in his heart surged out. He hugged his shoulders and cried like a homeless child.
The child who used to jump up and down and could never sit still has matured a lot since coming back from the battlefield. Yun Cuihe is extremely pleased.
So these days, even if Lu Xingping locked herself at home for three days, she didn't pay much attention and could only tease her little granddaughter.
Looking at the pink and jade-shaped little girl in his arms, he smiled from ear to ear, not to mention how rare it was.
Chu Yue was attentive and noticed the difference in Lu Xingping.
On the second day, she went to Lu Xingping's courtyard.
Looking at the boy's red eyes, she knelt down and asked softly, "Xingping, are you okay?"
Lu Xingping raised his head, with questioning eyes.
"Sister-in-law, will you have any regrets in your life?"
"That depends on what the regret is."
Chu Yue smiled, sat on the ground not far from Lu Xingping, and handed him a small wine bottle hidden in her sleeve.
"If there is a chance that I can fight for, I will give it a try, but if there is no chance to turn things around, I will not persist. Who can live without regrets in just a few decades?"
She looked at Lu Xingping, her eyes seemed to see through everything.
"Life is only perfect if you have regrets. It is better to let it go and achieve it regardless of the consequences. Xingping, you are still young and there is still a vast world. Don't immerse yourself in a temporary trough."
After a long time, Lu Xingping nodded thoughtfully.
"I know sister-in-law, in one day at most, I will be able to sort out my emotions."
Chu Yue smiled happily, patted Lu Xingping on the shoulder, stood up and left.
Sure enough, Lu Xingping left the yard after the third day.
At that time, he was still a handsome young man, but he would no longer reveal the wounds buried deep in his heart to others.
At night, just lick it secretly.
…
Soon the day of Chu Wenzhu's wedding came. Lu Xingping personally carried her on the sedan chair and watched the sedan leave with a smile on his face.
"Xiaozhu, be happy!"
After he finished speaking, he took the horse from the backyard and rushed to the battlefield in the Western Region again.
Yun Cuihe looked at her son's retreating back and sighed.
"I've only been back for less than half a year and I'm leaving now. If I had known, I should have stopped him from practicing martial arts."
Chu Yue smiled and took Yun Cuihe's hand, "In the past, when Xingping was making trouble around me, my mother thought he was out of touch. Now that he leaves, my mother is reluctant to let him go?"
Yun Cuihe looked sad.
"After all, it's the flesh that fell from her body..." she said, looking at Chu Yue, reaching out and gently poking her forehead, and said angrily, "Don't laugh at me, mother, you are the same, you can't see four people in one day. Child, you are more anxious than me."
Chu Yue covered her mouth and smiled, leaning her head on Yun Cuihe's shoulder affectionately.
"It is precisely because I have become a mother that I can understand my mother's intentions."
Lu Youchuan and Lu Xinghe stood not far away, looking at the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who were as close as their own mother and daughter, with smiles on their faces.
…
When Lu Xingping was at home, under the influence of Chu Yue, he had some experience with medicinal herbs. This half-understanding of medical knowledge played a great role in the battlefield in the Western Regions.
In a raid, Ayimu, the most beloved princess of the King of the Western Regions, was successfully captured and brought to the camp, forcing the King of the Western Regions to retreat back to the Western Regions.
At that time, Princess Ayimu of the Western Regions was sixteen years old. She had a beautiful face and a graceful figure. She was also lively and active. Coupled with the love and indulgence of the King of the Western Regions, she was most arrogant and willful.
In the past, everyone in the Western Region obeyed her and did not dare to disobey her at all.
Ever since Lu Xingping brought her from the Western Region to the military camp in Nanyuan, Ayimu had repeatedly encountered obstacles in front of him.
The clothes and food in the military camp were extremely rough, there was no jewelry or makeup, and the bed was so hard that it was difficult to sleep.
Even if she got angry and went on a hunger strike, no one would obey her, and they would just let her starve.
After a day of hunger strike, Ayimu was already dizzy.
She found that no one in the military camp would take pity on these rough guys, and no one paid any attention to her when she didn't eat or drink.
Realizing this, she knew that her hunger strike was useless, so she threatened the soldiers outside the door that she would not eat until she was allowed to see their general.
When the soldiers outside the door saw this, they went to Lu Xingping's military camp and told him the princess's request.
Lu Xingping's eyes dimmed.
"It's okay to meet her. She is the most valued treasure of the King of the Western Regions. Don't starve to death. Then it will really give the Western Regions a chance to attack Nanyuan."
He said, throwing the military book beside him back on the desk.
Within a moment, Ayimu was taken to Lu Xingping's military camp.
When Lu Xingping kidnapped her from the Western Region, he covered his face with a black cloth. It was night, and she was knocked unconscious by him without even being able to see his face clearly.
When she looked at the tall, handsome and mature man standing in the tent, she was a little surprised.
"Are you the General Lu who kidnapped me to the Nanyuan Army Camp?"
She looked slightly arrogant, with a searching look in her eyes.
Lu Xingping had been on the battlefield in the Western Region for two years and was invincible, making many Western Region warriors frightened.
Although she had heard about him, the news that reached her ears was that this general of the Nanyuan Kingdom was nine feet tall, had a fat head and big ears, and had a ferocious face, which was extremely terrifying.
If she hadn't seen him in person, she would have believed it.
Ayimu clicked his tongue twice.
"He's really a human being."
When Lu Xingping heard her evaluation of him, he couldn't help but feel funny in his heart.
"Does Princess Ayimu think this general is a ghost?"
Ayimu raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose and pretended to cough twice to cover up his embarrassment. Then he muttered in a low voice, "According to rumors, he is no one."
Lu Xingping was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect that Ayimu was in the enemy's camp and yet he was still talking so brazenly.
"I wonder why Princess Ayimu wants to see me?" He sat down behind the desk and asked quietly.
Ayimu gathered her thoughts and looked at Lu Xingping.
"Since you kidnapped me to the Nanyuan Military Camp and didn't kill me, you must have wanted to use me as a hostage to threaten my father. In this case, you can't let the people under you treat me so harshly. Otherwise, one day I will return to the Western Regions. Encourage my father to send people to harass your Nanyuan Kingdom border."
Lu Xingping raised his eyes meaningfully.
"Princess, why don't you mention your conditions directly?"
Ayimu raised his chin slightly.
"I need to change to a more spacious tent. I also need rouge, gouache, clothes and jewelry, and maids to serve you. Also, I can't eat the food on the battlefield, so I have to ask someone to cook it alone."
Before Lu Xingping could speak, the deputy general beside him couldn't bear it anymore.
"Princess Ayimu, this is not the Western Region. You are just a prisoner captured by us. You are not qualified to negotiate terms with our general!"
Ayimu snorted coldly.
"General Lu hasn't spoken yet, but you subordinates have spoken first. Is this the rule of your Nanyuan country? I think you, the so-called country of etiquette, are nothing more than that!"
