Feng Yun was quite surprised, "Then where did you go?"
Wen Xingsu lowered his eyelids, "The summons indeed bore the imperial will. The Empress Dowager spoke of an urgent military situation to the northwest, requiring my strength, and bade me return quickly to Xijing. At first glance, I knew something was amiss..."
He looked at Feng Yun pensively, his eyes full of pity.
"Either something befell the Prince of Yonghuai, leaving the Empress Dowager at her wits' end, prompting her to summon me back to the capital to lead troops in support. Or, someone wished to draw me away from Xinzhou, to remove me from the Northern Yong Army..."
"Which does Big Brother believe it to be?"
