Nangong Yueyao thought of the women gathered around Feng Muran, and felt sulky. She "hummed" at his back and went back to the room without looking back.
The setting sun was like blood. Nangong Yueyao stood in front of the window sill, watching the setting sun gradually setting, in a daze. Nangong had already left for Qingming, and she didn't know when she would be able to come back.
Ever since she heard the imperial edict this morning, she had felt inexplicably uneasy. There might be something wrong with this expedition. Nangong Yueyao kept telling her this in her heart.
"Ji~" Nangong Wenchu slowly opened the door. He knocked twice, but Nangong Yueyao didn't respond, so he opened the door and came in. "Jing" Nangong Wenchu called softly.
Yao didn't notice it at all, she was too absorbed in watching it.
Nangong Wenchu walked to the table softly, holding his chin in his hand, looking at her quietly, and the two of them were frozen in the picture. After a long time, Nangong Yueyao felt hungry, turned around and wanted to go out, and found Nangong
Wen Chu looked at her blankly and frowned, "Brother, why are you here?"
Nangong Wenchu stood up, "Don't you know when I came in?"
Nangong Yueyao nodded, "I came to ask you to eat. My father went out and my mother was unwell and went to bed. I saw that you were stuck in the room, so I came to see you. I didn't expect that you were in a daze. What's wrong?
, I’m thinking of him.”
Nangong Wenchu deliberately teased her. Nangong Yueyao was seen through by Nangong Wenchu. How could Nangong Wenchu not see through the ambiguity between the two in the morning? Her face was slightly red, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, but Nangong Wenchu didn't notice it.
"It's annoying, no, I'm just thinking about my father going off to war tomorrow morning."
Nangong Yueyao's voice became softer. They had already guessed that this time was going to be bad or bad. Nangong Wenchu walked into her and patted her shoulder, "It's okay. We have to believe in our father. Aren't you hungry?"
Nangong Wenchu touched his stomach. He had been waiting for Nangong Yueyao for almost half an hour. Nangong Yueyao smiled silly, "Hungry, how can I not be hungry? Let's go, let's go!"
Nangong Yueyao pushed Nangong Wenchu out of the room.
Nangong Yueyao and Nangong Yueyao had just finished their meal when Nangong Qing came back. Nangong Yueyao ran up to him and said, "Dad, where have you been?"
Nangong Qing was panting heavily and looked tired. A servant brought tea, and Nangong Qing drank it in one gulp. "The emperor has given permission to take it with you, so I went to find my brothers who have been with me for many years for help and prepared to discuss it with them in the long run.
How are we going to fight this battle?"
Nangong Qing said the last few words very seriously. This time the demon world invades, he can only win but not lose.
"Dad, you are thinking about this war now."
Nangong Wenchu said, and Nangong sighed helplessly, "I didn't expect that at my age, there would still be wars to fight. I haven't fought in many years."
Nangong Qing raised his head and thought about it.
"Dad, what kind of friends are you looking for? Will Uncle Zhuge go?" Nangong Wenchu asked. Nangong nodded, "Not only Li Longyi, but also Zhuge Xian, Qingyang Linfeng..."
Nangong Qing's eyes suddenly lit up. When they were fighting outside in those years, the army did not abandon the city and fled after hearing their name. There was also the Xiaoxiangxue who had long since retired and did not care about the world. With the help of five thousand elite soldiers,
The capture of Linshuang City, where 80,000 troops were stationed, has long become a myth.