Xu opened her mouth, and finally turned her head and shed tears.
The battlefield was dangerous. Today, she saw that her husband's back was still wrapped in gauze and his injuries had not healed. As soon as he came back, he was about to fight again.
Xu felt that her heart was going to be broken.
Zhu Yingbo: "Xiaowei, even if this time hadn't happened, the emperor would have thought of other ways to let us go."
Xu's eyes stared at him: "Why are you telling me this? Am I stupid? How could I not know? Are you afraid that I will blame Yao Bao for this? Do you miss me so much?"
Zhu Yingbo was a little embarrassed because he was a villain. His wife was a bit shrewd and had a quick temper, but there was nothing to say about her temperament.
It was him who talked too much.
Mrs. Xu sniffed and whispered, "I just feel sorry for you, and I feel even more sorry for Yaobao."
The men have just returned and are about to go to war again. It is not yet known whether they will be able to come back.
As soon as Yao Bao was born, he was plotted to form a marriage alliance and control their general's palace. He was also slandered as a disaster star to plot against the men in their palace.
Emperor Xie is so ruthless, using their general's mansion to scheme against them thoroughly.
After hearing so much, Yao Bao is a little angry now.
The white-faced man from before, dressed like Bai Wuchang, appeared in front of her, shocked her and threw her into the pile of spells. She liked to call her a disaster star.
Then he heard her mother and aunt crying, and Yao Bao was at a loss.
Finally, she learned that the disaster star was going to be killed. She was shocked and woke up immediately.
She had just arranged a training plan for herself, and then she was going to die?
Yao Bao was so angry that he wanted to kill the man who said he was a disaster star.
She tried to use her divine power, but found that her divine power could not do this at present. Just when she was about to use external force, her mother fainted from crying, and she was stunned. Then the Heavenly Master also left, and she could only go quietly. Check how her mother is doing.
This mother is good to her, Yao Bao can understand this subconsciously, so he doesn't want her to get hurt.
Simply speaking, my mother was just too sad.
Yao Bao also accepted the absurd reality when Shen was in a coma.
Forget it, just die, it's just a matter of being born again.
After she finally accepted the reality and fell asleep again, she was frightened and woke up and told her that she didn't have to die and she was still happy with her husband.
Yao Bao was being held by Mrs. Shen, and his face had turned cold.
Are all human decisions so arbitrary and ever-changing?
Whether she is dead or alive, can you give me some happy words?
This will really make her irritated and make her feel unappreciated.
She was the central figure in this matter, and no one asked her opinion at all about the marriage, fame, death, and life.
The emperor's impolite behavior successfully aroused Yao Bao's dissatisfaction.
The old lady thought thoughtfully: "Now that things have come to this, we are lucky to have saved the child's life. It's too late today. You can go back and rest. We have to go on an expedition tomorrow. I'll pack your clothes."
Shen and Xu wanted to say something more, but they were taken back by Zhu Lao Er and Zhu Lao Er.
After the children went back, the old lady and Zhu Xinghong also returned to their yard.
After the two undressed, the old lady held her husband's hand.
"General, tell me the truth about what the future holds for our family so that I can be prepared."
"Ma'am, we have to prepare for the worst."
Needless to say, the old lady also understood that the road ahead would not be easy.
The old lady breathed out slowly: "After you leave, I will ask people to sell off the land bit by bit in exchange for silver notes to support me in the future."
The tacit understanding between Zhu Xinghong and his wife for so many years has allowed them to develop the ability for one person to speak one sentence and the other to understand ten sentences.
"General, can you tell me when I will return?"
Zhu Xinghong was silent for a moment, then said: "The injuries on my body are all minor and are not in the way. The boss's injuries can be tolerated by him. The contusion on the second's arm is not healed, but he can hold on."
The old lady turned her back, wiped her eyes with her hand and lay down.
"It's getting late, go to sleep."
Zhu Xinghong looked at his wife for a long time, then reached out and patted her shoulder gently.
"Madam, I will be back, and my son will be back too."
In the old courtyard
Mrs. Xu was applying medicine to the wound on Zhu Yingbo's back.
Zhu Yingbo looked at his son sleeping on the couch with a smile.
Mrs. Xu said softly: "He didn't even have time to say a few words to you before you left again."
They have been married for ten years and have only one son, who is now eight years old.
"I'll take good care of him when I come back next time."
Xu silently helped him put on his clothes, and at the last moment, she grabbed his collar, her hands trembling a little.
"Can't you just go?"
"Xiaowei."
"You are injured. Even if you have to go to war, there is no need to rush. Can't you let the emperor tolerate it for a while?"
Mrs. Xu was so anxious that she stomped her feet slightly. Zhu Yingbo took his wife into his arms and comforted her silently. The always strong woman shed tears at this moment.
The Xiyu tribe is easy to defend but difficult to attack. The army that went out to attack the Xiyu tribe a year ago suffered 70% damage. Her husband went into battle with injuries. How could she not be worried?
In Zhu Laoer's courtyard, Mrs. Shen was overjoyed and sad after giving birth. Her body was extremely exhausted and she could no longer hold on and fell asleep.
Zhu Lao Er was sitting on the couch holding his daughter, with love and reluctance in his eyes. Yao Bao was a little uncomfortable with his serious gaze.
Zhu Jiahuan came in quietly and stood in front of the couch.
"Huan'er, why don't you go to bed?"
Zhu Jiahuan asked with a serious expression: "Dad, can you come back alive?"
Yao Bao originally planned to close his eyes and pretend to sleep, but after hearing these words, he also looked at Zhu Yingzhuo.
She actually wanted to know too.
Zhu Yingzhuo thought for a while and chose to tell his son the truth.
"Actually, dad doesn't know either."
"Then, will uncle and grandfather die?"
"Maybe, maybe, we won't be able to come back."
Zhu Jiahuan lowered his head and thought carefully, then said to his father: "Dad, what should I do if you really can't come back?"
Zhu Yingzhuo reached out and touched his son's head, and said in a firm and serious tone: "If none of us can come back, Huan'er must take good care of her grandmother, mother, aunt, and sister, and don't let them be bullied, you know?"
Zhu Jiahuan changed his appearance from the young adult he had just been, and grabbed his father's hand: "But I'm afraid."
He is only five years old this year.
Zhu Yingzhuo endured it and forced himself to communicate with his son as a peer. The world when he grew up was cruel, but his Huan'er had to know.
"Zhu Jia'erlang has no right to be afraid. Huan'er, what dad told you today, you must remember that no matter when it is, no matter where you are, no matter how old you are, you can't be afraid. You must protect your family firmly. Where your family is, the roots of the Zhu family are there. You are the son of the Zhu family, and you must protect the roots of the Zhu family. This is your mission."
