Zhao Wujiang looked at Li Chanxi running away in tears and sighed. He now has a lot of love debts.

But feelings are different from other things. There is no such thing as having too much debt. The more feelings you have, the heavier it will be.

With tears rolling in her eyes, Li Chanxi walked through the courtyard gate, stepped into the corridor, and ran all the way to the wing.

She bumped into a woman dressed in white, who was as beautiful as the snow. It was Su Huayi.

Seeing her aggrieved and stubborn look, Su Huayi couldn't help feeling pity and asked softly:

"Cicada Xi, who bullied you?"

"No..." Li Chanxi clenched her teeth, looked sad on her pretty face, and sobbed slightly:

"I told Brother Wujiang..."

Su Huayi immediately understood what Li Chanxi meant.

From the first day Li Chanxi was taken to Wuya Pavilion, she knew that this sister had feelings for Zhao Wujiang, but she was too shy to speak.

Looking at his current appearance, it seems that Zhao Wujiang declined politely.

"He can take soft things rather than hard things." Su Huayi hugged Li Chanxi into her arms and said comfortingly:

"Good things take a long time, especially for Wujiang, you have to give him a hard time.

Every time my sister wants him to take the initiative, she will tease him hard beforehand until he can't help it, and he will naturally give in.

If you don't succeed the first time, you can try a few more times.

But now that Wujiang treats you as a younger sister, you have to take your time. If it really doesn't work, there's no need to force it.

He is as hard as a stone and never yields to weakness."

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Zhao Wujiang didn't know yet that someone in the wing was discussing how to deal with him.

He held an umbrella and stood in the snow, looking at the heavy snow, and soon his mind wandered away again.

He put himself into Southern Xinjiang and thought about how he would behave if he were Southern Xinjiang.

First, start a war with Daxia, send out your own powerful forces, and regard this battle as a truly important battle between the two countries.

No matter what the outcome of the battle is, Daxia must be beaten painfully.

If it fails, they will retreat first, and at the same time prepare for the battle in the Jiazi year, and join forces with the royal court in the north to attack Daxia, putting Daxia in a pincer attack.

Second, retreat, or retreat while fighting, wait until everything is ready, and then attack Daxia together with the Northern Royal Court.

In both cases, the final outcome requires joining forces with the Northern Royal Court and launching an offensive against Daxia at the same time. Otherwise, when Daxia stabilizes the situation on one side, the other side will be even more disadvantaged.

In the past, the intermediary contact between two or even multiple parties was Xuanyuan Yuheng, but now Xuanyuan Yuheng is dead.

So if I were in the southern Xinjiang or the northern royal court, and the north and south were far apart and communication was inconvenient, what signal should I use to notify the allies to launch an attack?

Flying pigeons deliver messages? Dispatches secretly deliver messages?

Under Daxia's strict defense, this way of transmitting news will definitely be blocked. What should I do?

The oil-paper umbrella was covered with snow. Zhao Wujiang seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes trembled slightly.

Southern Xinjiang once used Gu insects to make the generals of Northern Xinjiang fall ill. Do you want to take advantage of this? Does it mean that there are people from Southern Xinjiang forces in the northern border defense?

Since the former generals of the Northern Territory could be overthrown, can Dugu Tianqing, who is now guarding the Northern Territory, be overthrown as well?

Using Gu insects? Manipulating people behind the scenes to assassinate?

No matter what the method is, as long as Dugu Tianqing falls, is it the best signal to attack?

The people behind the scenes far away in southern Xinjiang can completely sense through the Gu insects and launch an offensive at the same time.

Sure enough, it started because of the poison and ended because of the poison. Everything seemed to be back to the beginning.

The invisible wind between heaven and earth wrapped up the heavy snow and blew it up. Zhao Wujiang's hand holding the umbrella handle trembled slightly. He didn't know if this guess was correct.

But to prepare for a rainy day, in order to prevent it from happening, he must inform Dugu Tianqing.
Chapter completed!