The letter was brought by Ji Wenyuan.

After the disastrous defeat of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the situation in Northern Qi was controlled by the Jiuli tribe.

The intelligence network in Tang Yuanyuan's hand was also completely cut off by Ji Wenyuan, and there was no longer any connection between Northern Qi and Great Zhou.

It was not until today that Yun Dai realized that Ji Wenyuan’s Shiquan Town was a complex and powerful intelligence department.

"How could this letter be in your hands?" Yun Dai did not rush to open the letter, but asked Ji Wenyuan first.

Ji Wenyuan was wearing a wide silver robe, his hands were wrapped in his sleeves, and his hair was crooked, looking quite cynical.

He smiled and said, "This is a letter intercepted by my subordinates. Under normal circumstances, it is necessary to open it and check it out and then destroy it. But this is a letter to you. Our relationship is different. I won't send it in person."

"I have nothing to do with you."

"Why is it okay?" Ji Wenyuan's expression was a little exaggerated, "My mother and your queen are sisters, so we are also serious brother-sisters."

"You figure it out, I was not born by Queen Rong."

"You have to call someone a consort? Just say that, from this point of view, am I your brother?"

"Say whatever you like."

Yun Dai sat down and began to open the letter.

Ji Wenyuan also sat down, poured tea himself, and drank it slowly.

"Who gave you a letter? The Emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty?" he asked.

Yun Dai didn't say anything.

She opened her letter and saw the familiar font.

It was a letter written by Zhao Yuanjing himself.

His handwriting is like his man, and his iron painting and silver hook are fresh and elegant.

It only took two months to leave the Great Zhou Dynasty, but after experiencing the deaths of Xiao Yan, Xiao Ziye and Yao Yue'er, Yun Dai felt that she had been going through for so long for a century.

Suddenly, she saw the familiar fonts of the once closest person, and her eyes were a little sour.

She stared at the words for a moment until the tears slowly dissipated before she could see clearly what was written on the letter.

"Dai'er, I miss you very much."

This is his first sentence.

Yun Dai stared at him for a long time until he heard Ji Wenyuan's coughing, and then continued to watch.

"Dai'er, can you have a safe and smooth journey? I have known all the wars in Northern Qi. I am sorry for your brother's death. However, the Jiuli tribe killed tens of thousands of soldiers in the Great Zhou Dynasty. This hatred has aroused the anger of the subjects of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If you do not take revenge, it will be difficult to calm the anger of the people. Next, the little emperor will lead his troops to Northern Qi and fight to the death with the Jiuli tribe."

Yun Dai's hands shook.

Ji Wenyuan looked at her.

Yun Dai didn't move, and then watched.

"...Dai'er, this war will probably be very difficult and cruel. This time, the young emperor brought more than a dozen cannons and spears that he had only built. You are still in the Northern Qi Palace. I am very worried about your safety and hope you will come back soon. Yuan Jing comes."

Yun Dai read the letter back and forth several times.

In addition to telling his longing, he also talked about the fact that the young emperor wanted to lead the troops.

As for the fact that she wanted to help the royal family rebuild in Northern Qi, he did not mention a word.

Yundai believed that he should know about this.

Zhao Yuanjing wanted to conquer Northern Qi and unify the two countries.

But Yun Dai was helping the Northern Qi royal family rebuild.

What they are doing is the exact opposite.

In a sense, they are now hostile.

But in the letter, Zhao Yuanjing did not have any reproach or resentful tone.

He was just looking forward to her going back gently.

Yun Dai felt indescribable in her heart.
Chapter completed!