At this time, Mo Yunjing was sitting by the bed, holding the letter written by An Xuetang in her hand, and the contents of the letter were ashamed of the word "quiet" she wrote on the envelope.

This letter... indeed, I can only read it quietly.

He always knew that she was always good at expressing her feelings in front of him. Compared to him, even women in this world, her attitude towards emotional matters was different from others.

She said many things about her lover when she wanted to say, and she never cared about being reserved or not. There are many things that can only be done to her lover. It is obviously a man who should take the initiative, but she never seemed to think that a man should take the initiative. As long as she wanted to do it, she would do it.

The letter she wrote was bluntly talking about her longing for him, and she was underestimating the misfortune of the mansion and the capital.

He knew that she didn't want to say too much, but that he didn't want him to worry about what happened in the capital at this time.

But no matter how concise she said, it is so concise that ordinary people may think that what she said is not worth mentioning. How could he not know how troublesome and chilling the capital today are?

How could those people and things in the capital not cause trouble for their Northern Xinjiang Palace?

But she really tried her best to prevent him from worrying.

In addition, she also said how she tortured Zhao Si to death and avenged all the revenge he experienced when he was in Xuanguo.

She said that although she is pregnant now, she is not a woman with no power to tie a chicken, and there are many brothers and sisters from Xuntanggu who are helping her, so he must not be distracted by her.

Speaking of her excellence and the people around her, Mo Yunjing could clearly see that her handwriting was a little fluttering from the content in the letter.

Looking through the words, Mo Yunjing wetland's deep eyes stared at the details of the letter, as if he could see the smug look on his face when writing this letter. The corners of his mouth gently raised, as if he was infected, and his mood couldn't help but feel refreshed.

In the letter, in addition to explaining her own affairs one by one, she asked the most about his situation. She thought he didn't know about Yun Liu's letter to her, but now she pretended to be wronged in the letter and said that she had not received any news from him for a long time.

He was blaming him for not writing her a letter to report on his safety after coming to Youlan City.

She said that except for doing what she does on weekdays, the only thing she does is to think of him and then think of him.

Seeing this sentence, Mo Yunjing chuckled, she was still like that, dared to love and hate, dared to think and speak.

She said that when she was eating, she would think of him, whether he had time to have a good meal, whether he could have a slightly decent food under such conditions, and whether the chefs in the military camp had good cooking skills.

She said that she would miss him even more before going to bed, wondering if he could sleep well here, and whether he would be busy until he had no time to sleep?

She said that whenever she put her hands on her abdomen, she always felt that the two fetuses in her abdomen seemed to be asking her why their father did not use their warm palms to serve them as quilts for them over the days.

She also said that she knew that this place was a military camp after all, and the Red Army repeatedly attacked, so she knew that he must be very busy, but no matter how busy or tired he was, she had to take good care of herself. She and the two children in her womb were waiting for him to return home safely.

Seeing her care every word, Mo Yunjing's eyes became more and more tender and tender, and somewhere in her heart was soft that she had never felt before.

He had a shallow relationship. Before he met her, he never thought that someone would think of him like her.

Even Mo Junyi had a sense of respect and fear in his concern for him, which was completely different from her constant concern.

She knew that he was the living king of hell on the battlefield, and that he was covered in blood from others, but she had never been distant from him because of such a thing, and would not dislike him.

What she didn't know was that because of her, he could feel the beauty of being missed by others. Because of her, his heart that had never fluctuated, and it was like he had the different warmth he had to take on. And because of her, when he went on a war for the first time, he had the idea of ​​giving away everything, breaking through all obstacles, and saving his life.

There were only a few pieces of letter paper in my hand, but Mo Yunjing repeatedly read it several times.

I don’t know how long this state lasted, but Mo Yunjing finally sat at the table, grind the ink himself, and picked up the pen.

She said she missed him, but how could he control her heart when she missed her?

He thought he could bear it until he returned home and could slut with her, and slowly told her, but at this moment he read her letter, and her missing him could not continue to endure it.

So he finally picked up the pen, and like her, he expressed his longing for her in the letter.

...

Yun Liu has already written a letter now. This time, he sent someone to send a letter not to the princess. He knew that the prince would write the letter to the princess himself, so there was no need for him to continue reporting the situation here to the princess.

So he chose to write this letter to Ning'er.

After getting Mo Yunjing, Yun Liu couldn't wait to say, "I'll arrange someone to deliver the letter now."

Mo Yunjing glanced at the letter in Yun Liu's hand in unknown meaning, but did not expose him, but just said, "Call Xunwu."

"Yes, Prince."

Not long after Yun Liu left, Xunwu entered Mo Yunjing's camp. He raised his hand and said, "Prince,"

Mo Yunjing looked solemn, "Are you still not found any clues?"

"When I went back to the prince, I searched almost all the places within a radius of dozens of miles of Youlan City, but I still couldn't find any clues. They seemed to have disappeared out of thin air."

The brothers Xuntanggu brought to him these days were looking for the people from Xuntanggu, but no matter how they looked for them, they couldn't find any clues.

They were obviously sure that the hundreds of brothers really came to Youlan City with explosives in advance.

But they were actually missing and could not find it no matter how hard they were looking for it.

The problem is that the hundreds of brothers cannot be found now, which means that the explosives they carry are gone.

You should know that this time they came to support the King of Northern Xinjiang, and they brought not much explosives at all. Now most of the explosives in Xuntang Valley are in the hands of hundreds of missing brothers.

In order to help them better help the Northern King win the battle, the princess almost allowed them to transport all the explosives developed over the past few days here.

But now I found that the person was missing and the explosives were gone.

No one knows whether the hundreds of brothers had any problems, and it is impossible to confirm whether the hundreds of explosives in their hands fell into the hands of the enemy.

Once it falls into the hands of the enemy... the consequences are unimaginable.
Chapter completed!