In the silent Flower Hall, Xue Baochai's gentle voice slowly whispered.
"I'm a little envious of everyone."
She said.
She had always been a girl who was as careful as hair. Today, she realized that terrifying barrier.
Yes, barrier.
She sighed softly. "Pin'er and I haven't seen husband for more than two years. Things have remained the same, but people have changed. Although he is still the same person as before, I always feel that there is a lamentable and thick barrier between us … I don't even know why Miss Zhao and Miss Zhang were silent before."
Lu Shu-jen's expression changed slightly. She sighed softly.
Sister Bao said in a daze, "Is there something wrong with taking Qin Zhou and planning slowly?
If husband wants to take revenge and vent his anger, he naturally has to threaten the situation and force the Imperial Capital. If he doesn't take Qin Zhou, grab chips, and gain support, what else can he do? "
"In the end, he is the Marshal of the Empire, a subject of Houtu, and the grandson of the Jia family. Can he openly rebel?
Let's not talk about the fact that this is the Jiang Country that he and countless fellow soldiers who died in the calamity have built with their own hands. If he raises the flag of rebellion high and meets the soldiers of the imperial court on the battlefield, how will he face his former fellow soldiers? Where will he place the ancestors of the Jia Mansion? "
"I don't know. I don't know what husband is thinking …"
"The Emperor has lost his virtue and harmed loyal people. Naturally, it is greatly wrong and he must vent his anger. Now that the war has ended and the world is at peace, there is no need to defend against foreign enemies. The struggle between the power of the monarch and the power of the subjects will surface. The Emperor intends to take back his power, and the subjects have long been on guard. Now that husband has returned to the court, he can take advantage of the situation and obtain the assistance of the officials of the court to suppress the power of the monarch together …"
"In this way, forcing the Emperor back to the depths of the palace, preventing the imperial edict from leaving the Imperial City, and even overturning the court and ruling over the Empire, isn't this the best choice with the right time, the right place, and the right people?"
Xue Baochai's tone was very erratic, as blank as her expression. "But why does everyone think that husband will rebel?
Hearing the news that he is preparing to take Qin Zhou and plan slowly, they instead feel it is very strange?
General Zhao, Miss Zhang and Miss Zhao don't understand this logic. How come you don't understand it? "
Zhao Yunlong didn't answer.
Xue Baochai didn't seem to want to answer.
She stared at her hands and said in a daze, "Miss Zhao has a pure heart. Miss Zhang is rough but delicate. As for General Yunlong, you can do whatever you want with your husband, but you can't be careless with big things. My husband once said that existence is reasonable and everything has a reason. Your behavior is so abnormal, there must be a reason …"
The girls looked at each other, but no one knew what to say.
Xue Baochai's smile was somewhat sorrowful. "I keep feeling that there are some things that Pin 'er and I don't know. Husband is hiding things from us. General Zhao and Divine Doctor Lu are also hiding things from us …"
"But what exactly it is, I don't dare to think or guess."
"We've been separated by life and death with our husband. To be able to meet him again is already a blessing from the heavens. No matter what, as long as he's still him, that's all that matters. But … but …"
At this point, Xue Baochai couldn't continue.
Tears like beads slid down her bright and clean skin.
In her heart, she had long viewed Sun Lang as her husband. Even if they hadn't been engaged back then, after the battle of the great wilderness and the news of Sun Lang's death in battle, she still resolutely announced that she would marry into the Jia family to observe filial piety for her dead husband … and she had already decided to observe filial piety for the rest of her life.
As for later, when the clouds parted and the moon appeared, it made her so happy that it was as if she was in a dream. She had originally thought that as long as her husband was still alive, as long as her husband was still willing to recognize her, nothing else mattered.
But she was wrong.
After not seeing each other for two years, her husband had become much more distant from her. There was even a faint sense of vigilance and concealment … she didn't know what her husband was concealing and guarding against. They were clearly husband and wife. They had even crossed death. Was there anything that couldn't be said?
Especially when she discovered that only she and Pin 'er didn't know. But Zhao Yunlong knew, Lu Shu-jen knew, Zhang Yinluo and Zhao Feihuang … seemed to also know.
She didn't dare to think about what this meant.
There were too many frightening things for her to think about.
Why didn't her husband use his real name and instead call himself Sun Lang?
In these two years, why didn't her husband return home even once? Even now, he lacked interest in returning to Jinling. He also didn't take the initiative to ask her anything about the Jia family.
There were too many suspicious points. She didn't dare to think about them carefully. She had originally planned to continue waiting, waiting for her sincerity to move metal and stone. Just like how she had waited for two years with infatuation until her husband finally returned. She had originally thought that she could continue to wait, but she was wrong.
Because she was afraid.
Because the last time she waited, there was already no worse result. The worst was that she would guard her husband's cenotaph for the rest of her life and then go to the netherworld to continue their previous fate.
But this time … she really didn't know what kind of result there would be from waiting.
This kind of loss and fear could even make the usually calm and collected Bao jiejie, who didn't bat an eyelid, directly shed tears … because this involved the thing she cared about the most.
Seeing Xue Baochai cry, the girls all panicked.
But before they could do anything, Lin Daiyu took out a handkerchief and handed it to Xue Baochai. Then she held one of Bao jiejie's hands. She raised her head and looked around at everyone. Her gaze finally fell on Zhang Yinluo's face. Lin Daiyu's question was concise and comprehensive. "Can't you say?"
Yinluo showed a distressed expression and sighed. "Where did this come from?"
Lin Daiyu thought for a moment. "It seems that you don't know much … Then, Zhao Yunlong."
Zhao Yunlong flatly refused. "Sun Lang will tell you this matter personally. I won't say anything."
Lin Daiyu nodded. "Okay, Bao jiejie and I will leave for Qinzhou now."
Zhao Yunlong shook his head. "No, the situation now is delicate. You can't run around. Otherwise, you will be targeted by people with ulterior motives and will cause trouble for him … You should wait a little longer."
Lin Daiyu said, "Then let's write a letter to mention it."
Zhao Yunlong said stiffly, "That won't do. There have been a lot of things happening recently. If you write a letter, it will be of no use except to annoy him and make him hesitate.
When it's your turn, it will naturally be your turn. Before that, think of a way yourselves. "
These words were a little unreasonable, but it was obviously Zhao Yunlong's style. She considered things from Sun Lang's point of view. As for other people's feelings, sorry, Chao Po-tao didn't care.
Lin Daiyu's small face turned cold. "You …"
Zhao Yunlong stared back unceremoniously. "What are you looking at? Sun Lang won't leave you behind."
The smell of gunpowder grew stronger.
Lu Shu-jen, who had been watching from the sidelines, didn't say a word. She understood Zhao Yunlong's thoughts very well.
It was normal for Chao Po-tao to be angry.
Because that day on the outskirts of Mingzhou, Sun Lang's attitude had already explained everything … He had been summoned to this world and forced to fight for six years in another person's identity. Now that he had obtained freedom, he would never want to return to that nightmarish past, and even wanted to make a clean break with everything from the past. But because of Xue Baochai and Lin Daiyu, Sun Lang's attitude had actually subtly wavered.
At the very least, he didn't directly reveal his identity and origin. Instead, he chose to continue hiding it, even if it meant that before everything was revealed, he had to live in his past identity. Sun Lang also did this, because he didn't want Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai to feel the slightest bit of shock and bewilderment.
Sun Lang had done so much for the two of them, and it could even be said that he had made a great sacrifice. Even a heartless woman like Zhao Yunlong would feel sour in her heart …
— — I also feel sour in my heart.
— — Damn it, the troublesome Jia Mansion.
That's right, the root of everything was the Jia Mansion, and Sun Lang's past identity.
With this layer of awkward relationship, Sun Lang felt that his hands and feet were tied when he faced Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai.
And now, it seemed that the matter of the Jia Mansion would have to come to an end sooner or later …
Looking at Zhao Yunlong and Lin Daiyu who were at daggers drawn, Lu Shu-jen hesitated for a moment. She wondered if she should go out and say a few words to smooth things over. To be honest, she didn't really want to go out.
Because she was also jealous, so jealous that she wanted to explode.
But at this moment, Yinluo hurriedly stood up and waved her hands between the two of them. Perhaps because she was very anxious, her movements were very large, to the extent that the pair of objects in front of her chest were also actively making very conspicuous movements — — it looked like she was looking for trouble.
Yinluo didn't realize this point. She wanted to say something polite, but the auras of Lin Daiyu and Zhao Yunlong were too strong, and they were both famous generals of Tian Yuan that she had previously looked up to. For a moment, she didn't know what to say, but she had to say something.
Therefore, her brain heated up, and a sentence suddenly popped out in her heart. Without thinking, she blurted it out.
"Don't fight, don't fight!"
The air suddenly became quiet.
Zhao Yunlong and Lin Daiyu's expressions became rather strange.
The next moment, Lin Daiyu couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.
Sun Lang was a transmigrator. Sun Lang didn't want to forget this identity, didn't want to forget his hometown. But back then, in the army, he was alone and his martial arts had yet to reach great success. He had to keep this secret and play his role well. He couldn't meet people and tell them that he came from another world.
Therefore, there was only one way left to remind himself to remember.
Nonsense, jokes, science, stories — — he did his best to leave his mark in this world. Whatever he thought of, he would say it so that others would know, so that he wouldn't forget.
And the interesting and practical joke of "Don't fight, what are the benefits of Jinkela? Whoever says it right will get it" was naturally said many times.
And this joke was very familiar to both Zhao Yunlong and Lin Daiyu. The former was inseparable from Sun Lang, and the latter almost never missed any of Sun Lang's story meetings.
Therefore, when Yinluo accidentally said that sentence, everyone actually got it.
At least, with Lin Daiyu's smile, the hostile atmosphere actually eased just like that.
Fortunately, by chance, Sun Lang's messy things still had such an effect — — Yinluo let out such a sigh in his heart.
Speaking of which, why did I have to do something like stop a fight …
Really, Sun Lang, you have to remember to thank me properly …
Yinluo curled his lips in his heart and said softly, "Sisters, can I say something …?"