The First-Class Medical Princess

Such news came out of Song Haoliu's mouth, and he was shocked.

Murong Yuan never thought that it would be Su Yunchu who was behind everything.

However, before he could restrain his slightly frowning brows, Song Haoliu said, "But Jiangnan is not Yunchu's best destination. In Jiangnan, Yunchu is not the real Yunchu. The best Yunchu, but ever since my grandfather passed away, Yunchu is just the second young lady of the Song family, and she is no longer the girl who can talk brilliantly about a battle on the battlefield of the Northern Expedition."

"So... Your lord, Prince Jing's Mansion may be the best destination for Yunchu..." Speaking of this, Song Haoliu looked into Murong Yuan's eyes, and his voice was neither slow nor urgent, but he expressed a firm thought.

Murong Yuan suddenly remembered Song Yu's letter from Song Haoliu that day, and suddenly looked up at him, "Therefore, what Mr. Song said tonight is what your father really meant."

Murong Yuan's words were affirmative.

The corners of Song Haoliu's mouth were always smiling, "The Song family will not enter the dynasty. This is what the Song family meant, and it was also what Yunchu meant. It was the same for all literati in ancient times. What the Song family wants to protect is only the heart of heaven and earth and the culture of the world. As for the world and the people, leave it to the prince."

Murong Yuan looked at Song Haoliu and nodded solemnly, "I understand that what Ah Chu wants to protect is my mission."

But Song Haoliu stood up, "In this case, it is not in vain that I have waited hard for the prince for nearly two hours tonight, and I will take my farewell. Tomorrow, I hope the prince will have a smooth journey and win the flag."

Murong Yuan stood up and looked at the smile on Song Haoliu's lips, "But this king feels that sincerity is not enough after listening to Mr. Song's words."

"He who is sincere is sincere. The prince is not afraid to speculate on me with the worst malice, but I am sincere." Song Haoliu had already stepped to the door and left so naturally.

Murong Yuan only gave the people outside a wink, and the people outside understood, they just dodged and left the place.

Alas... In fact, having an uncle who doesn't know martial arts, sometimes, is indeed a waste of manpower, material resources and energy.

After Song Haoliu left, Yan Yishan jumped down from the beam, stared at Murong Yuan with a strange expression, "What kind of person did you provoke?"

This Concubine Jing's family is all freaks, even if there is Su Yunchu who is against the sky, and there is such a perverted uncle, he feels that Murong Yuan is looking for abuse.

But Murong Yuan didn't pay attention to him, but took a look outside, his eyes were gloomy, he didn't know what emotion he should be, "Tomorrow, the army will leave."

Hearing this, Yan Yishan straightened his expression on the front, "I don't know what it will be like to lead the army." As he spoke, he changed his expression again, and sighed, "It's hard for me to let go after so many years. Taking on the burden of the deputy general, I have been a cow and a horse for you for so many years, and now, I have finally come out on top."

Murong Yuan only glanced at him lightly, did not speak, but went back to his yard.

However, although there was a cynical smile on Yan Yishan's face, the light in his eyes flashed by.

Tomorrow... just wait.

In the early morning of the second day, many people in the city surrounded the streets on their own initiative, because King Jing was about to lead his troops to set off again today. Curiosity, people will have the mind to join in the fun, the long straight road above the city gate, although it does not seem to be crowded with people and crowded scenes, it is not enough, but it is almost the same. The war in the north will not affect the capital, The people in the city can't understand the suffering of the compatriots who are suffering from the war on the same land. Perhaps, this is the best treatment that people living in the political center of a country can enjoy.