"Lost is getting more and more excessive, but Gan Mala doesn't seem to care what happens to her." Qianhe looked at Qimuge and said seriously, "Qimuge, you don't have anything to do in the Prince's Mansion. I think
Why don't you just stay in Qiongfang Pavilion."
Arnold rolled his eyes at Qian He, "She's not a singer, so it's not good to be in Qiongfang Pavilion."
"What's wrong, she can come even if she's not a singer! Besides, doesn't her master, the eldest son, stay here every day? In that case, she might as well serve him here!" Qian He said angrily.
Arnold knew that Qianhe was dissatisfied with Lost, so she tugged on Qianhe's sleeve, "Let's go, stop talking, don't we have enough things to do?" She looked at Qimuge again, "Gan Mazai is inside.
, you should ask him if you want to go back. However, Qimuge, you are Gan Mala's personal maid, even if Lost is disgusted with you, he will not really do anything to you."
A smile finally appeared on Qimuge's face, "Princess, then I will go find the eldest son now."
Arnold and Qian He got out of the way, watching Qi Muge quickly walk around the hall and walk inside.
"Misfied has been driven crazy, and now she is biting people everywhere." Arnold sighed. Women are really the most terrifying animals when they are jealous. Compared to Lost, Arnold suddenly felt that Kuokuo was actually kind-hearted.
The one.
But at this moment, she didn't care whether she was lost or wide. Her heart was entirely focused on the war on the front line. The war was now tense and had already reached Fujian.
Not to mention the place where the Yuan army is mainly attacking, her father seems to have made some moves. The area in the middle of Shu is now in a state of war, and her father will definitely take back the middle of Shu. Although it is possible for her father to take back the middle of Shu, but
It won't last long.
Gradually, the weather began to get colder. The snow in Dadu was as beautiful as goose feathers, and the sky was covered with snow. Arnold had seen this Dadu many times, but his mood was different every time.
"If you're worried, why not go take a look!" Qianhe lay next to Arnold and watched the people coming and going on the street in front of Qiongfang Pavilion.
On the street, people come and go in a hurry.
Arnold looked quietly at the father and daughter on the street. The father held a small baby tightly. They were not in a hurry like the others and walked leisurely.
Arnold grasped the railing tightly and shook his head slowly. "My father's choice is his own. He has now taken control of Chongqing. Should I persuade him to surrender or support his continued expansion when I go back?"
If she wanted to persuade her to surrender, her father would never agree to it, and if she agreed to it, she knew that it was completely impossible. If she didn't know the future story, then she would probably believe without hesitation that the Southern Song Dynasty could be restored, but she was a person from the future.
He is a person who knows the outcome.
Therefore, she doesn't know how to change the ending, she just wants to change the process.
She had no power and could not speak. She was dispensable and had no effect on the situation in this world. Arnold looked up at the sky, feeling really helpless at this time.
Qianhe patted her shoulder, "If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Many things can't be changed if we want to."
Arnold sighed, "Let's just wait and see what happens!"
Time flies so fast, another year has passed in the blink of an eye, and the fifteenth year of the Yuan Dynasty is coming soon.