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Half a month after Yan Mingting left, there was nothing unusual in the General's Mansion, but Zhao Yelan was a little busier, leaving early and returning late every day, often called into the palace to discuss issues with Nanjiang, and at the same time did not give up continuing to search for Zhao Xu trail.

Judging from the current situation, Zhao Xu may have fled to southern Xinjiang, united with the new king to seize the power in southern Xinjiang, and then triggered a war with the Xuan Dynasty in an attempt to usurp the throne.

But Zhao Yelan also suspected that Zhao Xu probably hadn't escaped yet, he must still be hiding in a corner, and he should have been in touch with Nanjiang a long time ago, so he was afraid that Zhao Xu still had eyes and ears in the capital.

He informed Zhao Xuan of these concerns, and Zhao Xuan replaced the imperial army with a group of loyal people, and then searched the officials' mansions, searching almost three feet into the ground, but found no one.

Zhao Xuan even believed that the people had fled to southern Xinjiang, and waited for Yan Mingting to execute these wolf-minded people on the spot.

"The army has been traveling day and night, and has reached the border of southern Xinjiang." Zhao Xuan handed him the brochure.

There were only a few concise words on it, reporting the itinerary and the next battle plan, but Zhao Yelan looked at it for a long time, as if he wanted to see every stroke and every stroke grow old.

Zhao Xuan snatched the notebook from his hand: "If you keep reading, it will be dark."

Zhao Yelan smiled mischievously.

"Did he not write to you?" Zhao Xuan asked curiously.

"wrote."

Of course it was written, but it was different from the solemn tone in the booklet, the letter to him was full of Yan Mingting's distinct personal style.

If you see any strange flowers and birds on the road, you must describe them in detail, and then include a feather or flower petal in the letter.

Even if you are on a hard journey, you will complain for a whole page, and between the lines reveals your desire to ask for comfort, so it will not be just a short sentence "I have reached the border smoothly all the way" on the booklet.

Yan Mingting probably came to write letters whenever he was free, so Zhao Yelan received one or two letters almost every day, as if this person had never traveled far, and kept nagging in his ear.

He would write back too, and after receiving the feathers and petals, he sent some freshly roasted tea from the house.

Yan Mingting murmured thinking about him in the letter, so he drew a small portrait of himself, but when he picked up the pen, he smiled viciously and drew a half-cloaked portrait.

When Yan Mingting opened it, he almost had a nosebleed, and then sent Feng Yanshi back to him.

When Zhao Yelan received the letter, he couldn't help but blushed slightly, thinking that he was becoming more and more shameless, but if the letter was stolen, he would have no face to live in this world.

"What are you thinking? Why are you still blushing?" Zhao Xuan asked.

Zhao Yelan came back to his senses: "Your Majesty was wrong, I just... feel a little hot, and it's too hot today."

"It's raining outside." Zhao Xuan pointed to the rain curtain outside.

"..."

There was a lot of rain in spring, and it never stopped, so Zhao Xuan asked him to stay for a meal. The two of them were eating and chatting about the current situation, which really reminded them of the scene of the past.

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