169 to go back

Ang Wang turned his head and looked at Lin Yarong.

Lin Yarong didn't look very surprised. She sighed and raised her voice, "Eunt Zhou, please come in."

Angwang stood up with her, took a deep look at her, and walked out.

Outside the account, King An was not surprised to see Sun Jingbang. The man stood not far away with a meditative face. The sun hit Sun Jingbang's body and a golden halo appeared. Even if he is motionless, in the eyes of King An at this moment, Sun Jingbang stands like a mountain in front of him.

An Wang walked over.

"Your Majesty!" After salute, Sun Jingbang didn't say anything.

On the contrary, King An said, "Master, let's talk about when this battle will last?"

Sun Jingbang looked at King An and didn't seem to be surprised by such a problem as King An. After a pause, Sun Jingbang said, "It depends on when the reinforcements can reach Wanli Pass."

Ang Wang frowned and cursed in a bad tone: "Has General Cao's men arrived yet?"

Sun Jingbang shook his head.

Angwang snorted heavily: "It seems that someone doesn't want us to have a better time." Speaking of this, King An's face was extremely solemn. After looking back at the west, that is, thousands of miles outside, he turned his head and said in a low voice to Sun Jingbang, "Please tell his wife later and say yes."

After saying this sentence, King An walked angrily to Zuoying, as if he was going to send someone to the front to see when the 300,000 reinforcements would arrive.

Looking at the back of King An, Sun Jingbang has not spoken for a long time. In fact, not to mention King An, no one in the northwest camp has been under a lot of pressure these days. Although the Wanli Pass has not been broken by Mojilu's artillery, the pressure on the soldiers and hearts of the battalions these days is increasing day by day. If you help If the army can't reach any more, it is very difficult for the 200,000 sergeants in the northwest battalion and the 80,000 black flag army in the hands of Sun Jingbang to keep the tens of miles.

After 20 years in the army, there has never been a war that made Sun Jingbang so headache and helpless. What is all this for?

I don't know how long it took, Ashaina came over and said that Lin Yarong invited Sun Jingbang to come in.

"Has Grandpa Zhou gone back?"

"Yes." Ashina answered, "After reading the imperial edict, the father-in-law will make a big account."

Nodding to Ashana, Sun Jingbang raised the curtain and walked into the tent.

At this time, Lin Yarong was sitting on the edge of the bed, and she didn't look very good.

Sun Jingbang sat next to her, reached out and probed her forehead, and then asked with concern, "Isn't it uncomfortable? Do you want to sleep for a while?

Lin Yarong looked up and smiled gently.

"It's just a little tired, and nothing else. I just invited Mr. Gu to come and have a look and said that my wound is almost healed. I didn't expect that the injury on my waist would heal quickly after I was sick these days.

Although she said it was easy, Sun Jingbang was still worried. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Lin Yarong said, "I'm going back to Beijing."

What?

Sun Jingbang was stunned, and his eyes looked from the initial surprise to the confusion behind him and finally unhappy.

"Yarong, I won't let you go back."

"I don't want to go back, but..." Lin Yarong paused for a moment and then stretched out his hand. "Look what this is?"

Sun Jingbang looked down and saw a small bow in Lin Yarong's palm, which seemed to have been taken for a long time.

"What is this?" Sun Jingbang asked.

Looking at the bow in the palm of her hand, Lin Yarong didn't say anything for a moment. After a while, she said in a low voice, "This is what I wore when I was a child. Later, after I entered the palace, my mother gave this flower to my little sister."

This is just a simple sentence, but Sun Jingbang understood.

Looking up at Sun Jingbang, Lin Yarong said sadly, "My mother and little sister, I'm afraid there are still Shao Teng... My family is more or less good or bad now."

Sun Jingbang was afraid. It seemed that Lin Yarong did have to go back to Beijing.