Chapter 115 My cousin can actually act cute?

Chapter 115 My cousin can actually act cute!

Zhang Xingjun has already left. Jiang Ru folded Pei Wu's letter and will send it to Jiangdong along with the letter when she returns to Bianjing. This is the first letter she has sent to Pei Wu.

Jiang Ru stared at it for a moment, then wondered if the letter was too long. What if Pei Wu didn't have time to read it and missed Zhang Xingjun's message?

After thinking it over, Jiang Ru opened the letter again, crossed out all the ramblings she had written at the beginning, leaving only the last few sentences.

That's settled then. Jiang Ru put the letter away and had someone deliver it to Lord Wang, informing him that the amnesty negotiations would not continue and that they would return to Bianjing tomorrow.

Although it was nominally Lord Wang who made the decision, Cheng Hao had specifically stated beforehand that the one who actually made the decision was Jiang Ru, so even though the return trip was sudden, Lord Wang had no objections.

The following evening, they arrived in Bianjing. It was only upon returning to Bianjing that Lord Wang learned that the Taiping Army had already launched an attack on the imperial court. It was for this reason that Jiang Ru suddenly decided to return.

Cheng Hao has already sent troops to suppress the rebellion. At this point, there is absolutely no possibility of peace talks, and war is inevitable in the end.

The two sides went to war. Although the Taiping army was still far from Bianjing, as long as they broke through the current defenses, they could advance unimpeded. Therefore, Cheng Hao attached great importance to it and personally went to the camp to command.

Jiang Ru wasn't idle either. She helped coordinate the transportation of grain and delivered it to the government offices. If Cheng Hao couldn't handle it in time, she would also help with annotations. Of course, she only dared to annotate some minor matters; the major ones were left to Cheng Hao.

Military affairs were sent directly to the camp, so they couldn't see them directly. Jiang Ru hadn't been very clear about what was happening in Jiangdong these past few days. She only knew that Pei Wu and his men had previously led their troops to attack Weizhou, and that they might be able to reclaim Weizhou soon.

Pei Wu's situation isn't too bad. Compared to him, Jiang Ru is actually more worried about Zhang Xingjun. But since the two sides are already on opposite sides, Jiang Ru can only pray that nothing bad happens to Zhang Xingjun.

A few days later, the letter destined for Jiangdong finally reached Pei Wu's hands.

Military news travels fastest during wartime. Every few days, Pei Wu would correspond with Bianjing. He was very busy and could only spare a moment to write a letter to Jiang Ru, but Jiang Ru never replied to him.

A few days ago, Cheng Hao mentioned in a letter that Jiang Ru was well-behaved and capable, so much so that she was so busy that she didn't have time to write to Pei Wu. Pei Wu understood her situation.

So when Pei Wu received Jiang Ru's letter, he was overjoyed. He kept the letter in his pocket for a whole day, until late at night when he finally sat down by candlelight and opened the letter Jiang Ru had written.

Pei Wu first noticed several ink stains, then frowned slightly and leaned closer to look. However, the ink stains almost completely covered all the characters, making it impossible to see Jiang Ru's words clearly.

Pei Wu stared for a moment, then resigned himself to continuing to read.

Then, he saw Jiang Ru's incoherent words.

As a habit, Jiang Ru prefers to write line by line rather than in a column. Pei Wu first glanced at it and saw the matter of Zhang Xingjun that Jiang Ru mentioned.

When Pei Wu saw this information, he was not surprised. Zhang Xingjun had been unruly since childhood. He had his own set of rules, and once he made up his mind, even Pei Wu could not persuade him otherwise.

It's not surprising that Jiang Ru would worry about him. As Jiang Ru said in her letter, the Prince of Taiping had been kind to Zhang Xingjun, and Zhang Xingjun would not leave the Prince of Taiping. However, Jiang Ru was overly worried about this matter. Zhang Xingjun was able to run from Yanshan to Weizhou, and then from Weizhou to seek refuge with the Prince of Taiping. He was not someone who would die easily unless it was for the sake of the Prince of Taiping.

However, the Prince of Taiping would not be easily captured or killed in battle, so Jiang Ru could rest assured.

Pei Wu could imagine how flustered Jiang Ru must have been; she must have been utterly helpless to write him this letter.

Pei Wu picked up his pen and quickly wrote a reply to Jiang Ru, comforting her not to worry too much. After finishing writing, before the ink had dried, Pei Wu simply glanced at Jiang Ru's letter again. In this glance, he vaguely saw the unsaturated words in the corner of Jiang Ru's ink blot.

Pei Wu examined it carefully and could make out Jiang Ru's handwriting from the ink stains: two words: tired and longing.

Pei Wu remained silent for a moment, then barely managed to make out a few words through the candlelight on the paper; they were all Jiang Ru's ramblings.

Pei Wu looked at it for a moment, then laughed in exasperation.

He thought Jiang Ru was too busy to write to him, but to his surprise, Jiang Ru not only wrote it, but also crossed it out.

For the first time in his life, Pei Wu felt an urge to grit his teeth and grab Jiang Ru. He picked up his pen and wrote heavily, so much so that the ink became smudged. He asked Jiang Ru: Why did you cross out the letter you wrote to me?

Not only that question, but he added many more sentences after it. He himself did not know how pitiful his words made him seem, as if he could not live without Jiang Ru. He ended with extreme grievance, saying that Jiang Ru was going to abandon him, that Jiang Ru was heartless, and that he missed Jiang Ru so much, yet Jiang Ru would not even write him a letter.

A few days later, the letter arrived in Jiang Ru's hands along with military documents. Jiang Ru hurriedly opened it and first saw Pei Wu's words telling her not to worry. With Pei Wu's words, Jiang Ru finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, as she read on, Jiang Ru blushed at Pei Wu's pitiful and clingy words. Her cheeks burned uncontrollably. Even though Pei Wu hadn't said anything particularly mushy, her heart still felt tingly.

Jiang Ru had no idea that Pei Wu was so good at being affectionate. She could say so much just by scribbling on the letter, implying that Jiang Ru didn't miss him. How could that be? Jiang Ru dreamed about Pei Wu every night.

Pei Wu missed her just as much. Jiang Ru read the letter several times, her eyes overflowing with happiness, as if the letter itself was bubbling with pink bubbles. She missed Pei Wu so much and wanted to go see him as soon as possible.

Jiang Ru held the letter and looked at it over and over again. She felt as if she could imagine Pei Wu writing the letter with his lips pursed in anger. She now knew that her writing the letter would not disturb Pei Wu. Even if Pei Wu was too busy to sleep, he would still make a point of reading the letter she wrote.

Jiang Ru took out the letters she had written to Pei Wu over the past month, but after thinking about it, she felt that there were too many, so she wrote another one to Pei Wu, as if to coax him, saying that she also missed Pei Wu very much and wrote to him every day. She would show Pei Wu the letters one by one when he returned.

She was completely immersed in the emotions of being deeply in love. After she finished writing the letter, she handed it to the messenger in charge of delivering it.

After returning home, Jiang Ru took out Pei Wu's letter again. Her emotions gradually subsided, and Jiang Ru realized that Pei Wu's letter was quite different from his usual self.

Based on Pei Wu's usual personality, he would never express his emotions so openly; he is always reserved, even with the two letters that were sent before.

What made Pei Wu suddenly so...cheesy?

But there was nothing wrong with it; the handwriting was indeed Pei Wu's, without a doubt.

Jiang Ru stared at it for a long time, thinking to herself that long-distance relationships are indeed terrible; even a conservative like Pei Wu has become more outspoken.

After that day, communication with Pei Wu continued as usual. Every few days, Jiang Ru would send her letters along with military documents. She heard that Pei Wu and his men were about to recapture Weizhou, and that, given the current situation, several states in Jiangdong would soon be recovered.

Some time ago, the armies of Nanzhao and Juzhou also gathered and headed north to support Jiangdong. Many of the Zhou Prefectures of Daxia also sent troops to support them. The recovery of lost territory is just around the corner.

Meanwhile, the suppression of the Taiping Army had reached a fever pitch. Cheng Hao knew that the Taiping Army was composed of rebel forces from several different places, so he tried to disintegrate the rebel forces. As long as they had internal divisions, they would fight each other.

After offering some benefits, several of the generals under the Taiping King had already decided to rebel. They naturally knew that the Taiping Army was very likely to lose, so surrendering to the imperial court was the best solution at this time.

A few months later, several teams had broken with the Taiping King and were internally divided. Cheng Hao took advantage of the victory and launched an attack on the Taiping army after the split. The Taiping army was defeated and fled.

The rebel army was driven out of the camp for dozens of miles. The imperial court ordered that as long as they surrendered, they would be pardoned. More and more soldiers surrendered, and the Taiping King was pursued and forced to retreat in defeat.

These days, Zhang Xingjun has been fighting alongside the Prince of Taiping. He has tried to persuade the Prince of Taiping to accept the amnesty, but the Prince of Taiping does not listen to him. He can only continue to follow the Prince of Taiping.

Now, several generals of the Taiping Army have surrendered to the imperial court, leaving only Zhang Xingjun and another Western King loyal to him.

Even so, the Taiping army was no match for the imperial court and had been driven to the brink of despair.

Now, the imperial army is pursuing them, and they are about to be overtaken. Suddenly, the Prince of Taiping drew his sword and, when the Prince of Xi was caught off guard, cut off one of his arms.

The sudden attack caused the Western King to fall off his horse. He was trampled to death by the chaotic horses on the ground.

Zhang Xingjun reined in his horse and stopped, kicking up a cloud of dust. Zhang Xingjun stared wide-eyed at the Prince of Taiping in shock.

The Western King was a brother of the Taiping King who had followed him since Hongzhou, but the Taiping King did not hesitate to cut off his arm and let him be trampled to death by the chaotic horses.

If it weren't for the other riders dodging quickly, they would have accidentally fallen off their horses and been trampled into a bloody pulp, just like the Western King.

A clearing was made around the body of the Western King. As they fled, everyone stopped. The sudden action of the Taiping King shocked everyone.

Zhang Xingjun looked down at the corpse on the ground. He froze for only two seconds before asking, "What mistake did the Western King make?"

King Taiping was usually very kind to his subordinates and would not suddenly attack them. So it must be that the Western King betrayed King Taiping, or for some other reason.

However, at this moment, the Prince of Taiping raised his sword and pointed it at Zhang Xingjun.

The blade gleamed coldly. The winter air was bitterly cold, so cold that one could exhale white breath. Blood still dripped from the sword that had just struck someone, and the blood-stained white blade reflected Zhang Xingjun's face. He was shocked, but even more so, bewildered.

The Prince of Taiping raised his sword and pointed it at him. Zhang Xingjun never imagined that one day the Prince of Taiping would point his sword at him and want to take his life.

Zhang Xingjun swallowed hard: "Why?"

At this moment, the King of Taiping finally sheathed his sword, as if his killing intent just now was not real. The man on the ground died with his eyes wide open, but the King of Taiping did not even look at him. He simply said, "The court wants my life. There is no room for negotiation. Take the body of the King of the West and surrender. Tell the court that I will bring my people to submit."

When he said that, Zhang Xingjun felt as if his heart skipped a beat.

The King of Taiping did not truly intend to surrender.

But now they are being hunted down by the imperial court, and only by sacrificing the life of the Western King can they find a way to survive.

However, the Western King was the brother of the Taiping King, and in order to protect himself, the Taiping King mercilessly killed his own brother.

Zhang Xingjun stared blankly at the Prince of Taiping, then reached out and touched his sword.

At this point, the King of Taiping said impatiently, "Quickly take his body away."

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Author's Note: I lied to you guys, I actually can't update at a rapid pace at all [sunglasses]