Yin Zhengyue directly took away the still unconscious Prince of Nanchu, Ouyang Yi.
She has not attacked the city, although there is no need for them to do anything now.
However, Yin Zhengyue did not move forward, but retreated to Dongyan's border town.
"General! When are we going to move on?!" The night was getting deeper.
Yin Zhengyue has been meditating since she came back, while Ouyang Yi fell asleep on the wooden bed behind her.
Being disturbed at this time, she raised her eyes to look at the speaker. Her eyes were a little heavy, and the person she looked at was a little scared.
"General?"
"Start back to the imperial city tomorrow."
"ah?"
"Didn't you hear that?"
"I heard it, I heard it, but General, with such a good opportunity, why should we..."
Yin Zhengyue glanced at him sideways, and the deputy general immediately did not dare to speak.
"Get down!"
"Yes, yes!"
After the person went down, Yin Zhengyue leaned on the chair and frowned slightly.
I don't know what she is thinking, but she seems to be thinking in an extremely distressed way.
I thought about it, but it seemed like something was missing.
Something always feels wrong.
"Ahem!" Suddenly, Ouyang Yi woke up.
Yin Zhengyue turned to look at him and met his gaze.
His face was slightly pale, but his injuries were more than half healed.
There were only a few minor injuries left, nothing serious.
"What's your physique?" Yin Zhengyue asked abruptly.
Ouyang Yi first looked around and then lowered his eyes.
He knew he was on the enemy's side, but he was calm.
"I'm asking you something."
Ouyang Yi slowly raised his eyes and looked at Yin Zhengyue for a moment, "Why should I answer you? Can you find a reason for me?"
Yin Zhengyue's brows raised, "Just because you are my loser."
As soon as this was mentioned, Ouyang Yi's expression changed.
If Yin Zhengyue threatened Ouyang Yi, this man would definitely not give in, but if he said it this way, it would be different.
Ouyang Yi fell silent.
Yin Zhengyue stood up, folded her hands on her chest, and looked at him condescendingly, "This is the truth!"
"You don't have to remind me!!!" Ouyang Yi roared in a low voice.
"Oh--"
Ouyang Yi had never been ridiculed like this before, and he subconsciously wanted to take action, but when his hand reached mid-air, he stopped, then took it back and clenched his fist.
He knew that his cultivation was blocked.
Even if you attack her now, you are asking for trouble.
"What do you want to do? If you are threatening me, Nanchu, then don't even think about it." Ouyang Yi was not generally tough, so he explained his words directly.
But he thought wrongly, that was not what Yin Zhengyue cared about at all.
Yin Zhengyue just looked at him without saying a word.
The two people were in a stalemate here.
After a long time, Yin Zhengyue finally said: "I'm not interested in you Nanchu. What I'm interested in now is... what's your physique?"
Ouyang Yi was stunned and pursed his lips.
"Suffering such a serious injury, he can heal so quickly."
"Still, don't you dare let me know this?"
"Who said that? Why don't I dare?" Ouyang Yi retorted after being provoked by Yin Zhengyue.
The corner of Yin Zhengyue's mouth curled up with a sarcastic arc.
Infuriated by her expression, Ouyang Yi's voice became even lower.
"Blood heals the body!" Before he finished speaking, "I know you are irritating me!!!"
"Then you still say? Huh?"
"you--"
The sarcasm at the corner of Yin Zhengyue's mouth dropped, she sat down, her eyes became darker, "I have no interest in you Nanchu at all, there is no doubt about it."