Gong Qingci's legs were numb but he didn't dare to move. He could only kneel down. Seeing that Tapir had been writing for a long time, he became a little distracted.

After a while, something fell heavily next to Gong Qingci. He trembled in fright and felt pain all over his back feet.

"The Hussars Battalion can give Chuan Gu's instructions, but Meng Hu's commander must be removed. Gong Qingci, Gu will make you the commander-in-chief. Without Gu's command, you can only watch the battle and are not allowed to send troops!"

Gong Qingci collected the book carefully and looked up at the tapir. There seemed to be a burning flame in his eyes, revealing a hint of madness...

"What are you embroidering?" A Hong put her head close to Jian Yao's ear and stared carefully at the needle and thread flying in her hands. The black satin fabric was embroidered with "Peace" written in various fonts with gold thread. A Hong

He let out an admiration and muttered displeasedly: "Such a good embroiderer! Who are you going to give it to? It's definitely not to me!"

Jian Yao smiled and heard the strong jealousy in her words: "He will leave in two days. Once he goes to the battlefield, men want merit, women only want 'peace'. If you like it, Ah Hong, come back to me."

I will also embroider a belt for you, but what do you want? 'Get rich' or 'beauty'?"

"Fuck you!" A Hong smiled and knocked Jian Yao on the head, "You want me to walk around with my beauty belt all day long? Then I won't become a nymphomaniac?"

Jian Yao was amused by her and laughed. Without stopping, she embroidered a peace belt for her lover with her longing. Every stitch was soaked with deep affection.

"A Hong, what do you think he will say when I give it to him?"

"Well, little darling, wait for me to come back, oh no, go with me! Isn't that right?"

Jian Yao smiled and watched her sitting there alone, worrying, trying hard to imagine the scene.

"Maybe... he won't say anything, maybe... he won't forgive me as easily as we thought..." Jian Yao's smile gradually faded, looking a little lonely. A Hong held her hand gently

The hand seems to be comforting.

"I always cast my gaze into the distance, ignoring the red flowers around me. In fact, when I just started to sprout, he was waiting for me, but I never responded to him..."

A half-foot-wide black ribbon, embroidered with gold silk, embellished with various colors of "peace", and inlaid with eight top-quality Tianzhu and Kun beads, with bright blue light. At the end of the belt is a piece of round, greasy white mutton-fat jade, with tassels hanging down.

, everything complements each other and highlights the luxury.

Jian Yao stood anxiously on the steps outside Yuechen Palace, holding her belt. The occasional deep voice coming from inside made her more and more uneasy.

Inside Yue Chen Palace

"Why are you here?" Feng Xie looked a little anxious but could not hide the joy in his heart. Looking at Ye Jiang who was covered in dust, Feng Xie's chest gradually warmed up.

"You're going to die and I'm not here yet?" Ye Jiang looked at him angrily, handed the medicine bowl over and watched Feng Xie drink it.

Feng Xie frowned and drank the medicine. He couldn't help coughing, which made the wound sting with pain.

"How is Caesar?"

"Don't ask, just take good care of me!"

Ye Jiang put her hands on her hips like a shrew, which made Feng Xie smile. The morning wind still carried the fragrance of earth. Ye Jiang and Feng Xie were very close. Feng Xie looked at the residual snow on her head and gently helped him sweep it away.

"Didn't sleep all night?"

"Didn't sleep!"

Ye Jiang pressed his body down again, not letting him mind his own business. During the push, he accidentally bumped into Feng Xie's legs. Feng Xie was embarrassed and lay down honestly, leaving Ye Jiang to tease him.

Gong Qingci stared at him. His legs were numb but he didn't dare to move. He could only kneel down. Seeing that Tapir had been writing for a long time, he became a little distracted.

After a while, something fell heavily next to Gong Qingci. He trembled in fright and felt pain all over his back feet.

"The Hussars Battalion can give Chuan Gu's instructions, but Meng Hu's commander must be removed. Gong Qingci, Gu will make you the commander-in-chief. Without Gu's command, you can only watch the battle and are not allowed to send troops!"

Gong Qingci collected the book carefully and looked up at the tapir. There seemed to be a burning flame in his eyes, revealing a hint of madness...

"What are you embroidering?" A Hong put her head close to Jian Yao's ear and stared carefully at the needle and thread flying in her hands. The black satin fabric was embroidered with "Peace" written in various fonts with gold thread. A Hong

He let out an admiration and muttered displeasedly: "Such a good embroiderer! Who are you going to give it to? It's definitely not to me!"

Jian Yao smiled and heard the strong jealousy in her words: "He will leave in two days. Once he goes to the battlefield, men want merit, women only want 'peace'. If you like it, Ah Hong, come back to me."

I will also embroider a belt for you, but what do you want? 'Get rich' or 'beauty'?"

"Fuck you!" A Hong smiled and knocked Jian Yao on the head, "You want me to walk around with my beauty belt all day long? Then I won't become a nymphomaniac?"

Jian Yao was amused by her and laughed. Without stopping, she embroidered a peace belt for her lover with her longing. Every stitch was soaked with deep affection.

"A Hong, what do you think he will say when I give it to him?"

"Well, little darling, wait for me to come back, oh no, go with me! Isn't that right?"

Jian Yao smiled and watched her sitting there alone, worrying, trying hard to imagine the scene.

"Maybe... he won't say anything, maybe... he won't forgive me as easily as we thought..." Jian Yao's smile gradually faded, looking a little lonely. A Hong held her hand gently

The hand seems to be comforting.

"I always cast my gaze into the distance, ignoring the red flowers around me. In fact, when I just started to sprout, he was waiting for me, but I never responded to him..."

A half-foot-wide black ribbon, embroidered with gold silk, embellished with various colors of "peace", and inlaid with eight top-quality Tianzhu and Kun beads, with bright blue light. At the end of the belt is a piece of round, greasy white mutton-fat jade, with tassels hanging down.

, everything complements each other and highlights the luxury.

Jian Yao stood anxiously on the steps outside Yuechen Palace, holding her belt. The occasional deep voice coming from inside made her more and more uneasy.

Inside Yue Chen Palace

"Why are you here?" Feng Xie looked a little anxious but could not hide the joy in his heart. Looking at Ye Jiang who was covered in dust, Feng Xie's chest gradually warmed up.

"You're going to die and I'm not here yet?" Ye Jiang looked at him angrily, handed the medicine bowl over and watched Feng Xie drink it.

Feng Xie frowned and drank the medicine. He couldn't help coughing, which made the wound sting with pain.

"How is Caesar?"

"Don't ask, just take good care of me!"

Ye Jiang put her hands on her hips like a shrew, which made Feng Xie smile. The morning wind still carried the fragrance of earth. Ye Jiang and Feng Xie were very close. Feng Xie looked at the residual snow on her head and gently helped him sweep it away.

"Didn't sleep all night?"

"Didn't sleep!"

Ye Jiang pressed his body down again, not letting him mind his own business. During the push, he accidentally bumped into Feng Xie's legs. Feng Xie was embarrassed and lay down honestly, leaving Ye Jiang to tease him.
Chapter completed!