167 Do you want to

"The letter?" Ashana looked surprised and thought for a while. The little girl couldn't help asking, "Sister, what are you going to write for the eldest prince?"

What is she going to write to Mojiru? In fact, Lin Yarong knows that there are some things that can't be her turn to intervene, but in contrast, it is always better for her to have a tentative contact with Mo Jilu in an interview than Sun Jingbang. After all, she is in a different position and in a different mood, and the result is likely to be different.

I haven't seen her talk for a long time, and Ashaina didn't ask, but quietly stayed with Lin Yarong.

Outside the tent, there is a dark night and stars like the sea, but there is a faint uneasiness surging in such a beautiful and quiet night.

After a while, Lin Yarong laughed and said, "It's not a big deal, but I'm asking him for some interest."

"Interest?" Ashina is still confused. She really doesn't understand what Lin Yarong said today.

Lin Yarong saw the funny look on Ashana's face and smiled more and happily. She said, "It's just some old accounts. It's okay."

Ashana would not understand it for a while, so she simply didn't delve into it. She asked Lin Yarong, "Sister, when will you send this letter?"

Lin Yarong thought for a moment: "It's not urgent. Let's wait and see what happens. Maybe it will be in a day or two."

Although it was a happy thing to see Ashana, Lin Yarong was injured now. After talking, her face showed fatigue. Seeing this, Ashana hurriedly said, "Sister, it's inconvenient for you. Take a rest."

Lin Yarong was not reluctant. She nodded and called Xu Ming to let Xu Ming take Ashina down to rest.

Asana just went out for a while, and Sun Jingbang raised the curtain and came in.

"Where's the little girl?"

"I asked someone to take her down to rest. Asana didn't trust me. Originally, she said she would stay here with me, but I think the little girl has been working hard these days. I'd better let her have a good night's rest tonight. Let's talk about it tomorrow. Lin Yarong asked Sun Jingbang to come and help her change into a clean and comfortable middle coat.

When Sun Jingbang took off his clothes, he saw that the wound around her waist was wrapped in thick gauze and frowned tightly.

"Does it hurt?" He stretched out his hand and seemed to want to touch it, but he was afraid of making Lin Yarong uncomfortable, and he looked like he didn't dare to touch it.

Lin Yarong smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt. Mr. Gu said I'm fine and I'll get well soon."

Although he said so, Sun Jingbang sighed quietly, took her into his arms again, and whispered, "Do you regret it?"

"What do you regret?"

"I regret following me. Since you married into our Sun family, I really haven't lived a comfortable day. Yarong..." Sun Jingbang looked into Lin Yarong's eyes and asked softly, "Yarong, do you regret marrying me?"

Lin Yarong couldn't help staring at him: "I want to ask you, do you regret marrying me?" I'm not from everyone's background. I'm not only old, but also can't play chess, calligraphy and painting. The needle and thread girl is red. The most important thing is that I don't have a good temper. Have you...ve ever regretted marrying me?

I don't know where her words made Sun Jingbang happy. I saw him crack his mouth and laugh strangely, and then lowered his head to seal her mouth, which was almost lingering. After a while, Sun Jingbang let go of the panting Lin Yarong.

"Yarong..." He looked at her, "Marrying you is the greatest happiness in my life."

Slowly, a smile bloomed in Lin Yarong's face. She looked at Sun Jingbang gently and hugged the man in front of her tightly. There was a sentence in her heart that she had never regretted it.

When she woke up the next day, Lin Yarong unexpectedly had a fever all over, as if she had inflammation. She slept in a drowsily and could hear a lot of people talking in her ear, but she couldn't say a word.

Half asleep and half awake, she heard a familiar voice whispering in her ear. After listening for a long time, she remembered that it was Sun Jingsong's voice. Ah, by the way, Sun Jingsong was also in this northwest camp. She hadn't seen the naughty child for nearly half a year. I don't know if Sun Jingsong has become more obedient. Thinking of Sun Jingsong, she couldn't help thinking of her sister-in-law and mother. Knowing that she was not dead, her mother, Shaoteng and little sister must be happy. She really thought of them.

There were many thoughts in her mind. Lin Yarong woke up and slept for a while. I don't know if the wound was growing or the wound was worsening. This sudden illness made her feel like she was pressed by a boulder, making her breathless.

But even if she was seriously ill, she still heard the loud sound of artillery and cruel fighting, and the air was filled with the smell of uneasiness and blood.

The war kicked off to brutality in her sleep.

It was ten days later when Lin Yarong improved again and could sit up from ** soberly, and just an hour after she woke up, the imperial edict from Beijing also came to Sun Jingbang.

"Eight hundred miles is urgent, and there is no pause on the way. Marquis, what does this mean, Your Majesty? In the main account, Jiang Jing looked at Sun Jingbang with a puzzled face.

Maybe he had already guessed that such a thing would happen, but Sun Jingbang didn't have much expression on his face. His Majesty issued an order to urgently summon Lin Yarong to Beijing. What does this mean? Probably in response to what Lin Yarong said a few days ago, the man in Beijing has begun to sit still.

But do you want Lin Yarong to return to Beijing? According to him, he will never let Lin Yarong go back to Beijing and let him hurt his feet. However, according to Lin Yarong's nature, that woman should stubbornly insist on entering Beijing. Thinking of this, Sun Jingbang only felt a headache.

I don't know how long it took, Sun Jingbang raised his head and asked, "How was the war ahead?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Jing's face was solemn. He said in a low voice, "The situation is very bad. Our losses are very heavy, the destructive power of artillery is huge, and most of the private houses in Wanli Pass have been lost. Fortunately, the main wall and wall are not lost much, and Wanli Pass is still very strong."

"What about the reinforcements?" Sun Jingbang's most urgent thing is this. It is reasonable that 300,000 reinforcements should have arrived at Wanliguan eight days ago.

"The water of the Zhuan River in the central and western regions soared and broke the bridge on the river. The marquis should also know that crossing hundreds of counties to Wanliguan is the fastest marching route, but all five bridges on the river have problems, and the army has to take a detour from Zhushan in the northwest from Azi to Wanliguan, which... this will more or less delay the journey. "

Sun Jingbang snorted coldly: "Even if you take a detour, you won't be able to walk thousands of miles in eight days. Send the vanguard to explore again and let General Cao speed up. After dark today, I must see the army.

Jiang Jing was ordered to quickly withdraw from the main account.

At this time, Xu Ming came in and whispered a few words in Sun Jingbang's ear. Sun Jingbang was stunned and hurriedly ordered, "Please invite people into the camp."

At the same time, Lin Yarong called Luo Luo and asked Luo Luo to help her invite King An to come.

About a quarter of an hour later, King An quietly walked into the tent where Lin Yarong was.

Hearing the sound, Lin Yarong looked up and didn't wait for King An to speak. She had already said, "Your Majesty, do you... want to be emperor?"