401, The feeling of talking between chicken and duck
"Little one, I haven't seen you for more than four years, and you've grown so tall!" Zhong Qingye reached out and gestured excitedly. Before time travel, her height was definitely considered tall among women, at 1.72 meters. After time travel, she had changed.
Although his body is not as good as before, he is not short either. He is estimated to be around 1.68 meters.【】
Xi Zang, who is only eleven years old this year, is in the process of growing up. He is no longer the seven or eight-year-old kid four years ago. Although he is a little thinner now, he has grown very quickly and is almost as tall as Zhong Qing.
The tips of Ye's ears are at a higher position. Of course, this height is inseparable from his four years of marching training.
Compared to Zhong Qingye's excitement, Xi Zang seemed much calmer. He probably had already heard the news about her return from Hong Ying. When they saw each other after four years, except for the flash of surprise and joy in his eyes, he was almost speechless.
He didn't show any expression. When he heard her words, he just nodded lightly and said, "Long time no see."
Zhong Qingye was a little disappointed with his indifference. It seemed that after four years of fighting in the battlefield, Xi Zhan's temperament had become more indifferent and cold and arrogant. His eyes were as quiet as a puddle of water, without any ripples.
"Okay, don't stand here talking. You're cold all over. Go over and warm yourself by the fire." Qi Mo interjected, somewhat disliking Zhong Qingye's enthusiasm for Xi Zhan.
Xi Zang is eleven years old this year, and is still a child in Zhong Qingye's eyes, but to Qi Mo, a thoroughly ancient man, in this era when men can marry at the age of fourteen, he is basically considered a little man.
, Qi Mo's possessive nature certainly doesn't like Zhong Qingye being as close to him as he was four years ago.
Xi Zang also understood this, so when Qi Mo glanced over, he took a step back without leaving a trace, slightly distancing himself from Zhong Qingye.
Everyone sat down around the stove. With Zhong Qingye here, the atmosphere in the tent suddenly became relaxed. Hong Ying looked at the inner side of Zi Ying's wrist that was almost shocked and said with a smile: "I have been idle for four years.
, I thought your skills must have deteriorated, but I didn’t expect that you still maintain the same sharpness as before. It’s really... not to be underestimated!”
Ziying gently pressed his wrist to help activate blood circulation. Hearing this, he glanced at Zhong Qingye lightly. The meaning in his eyes was difficult to see, while Xi Zang sat far away and said nothing.
Zhong Qingye was drinking and warming up in Qi Mo's arms, not shying away from everyone at all, because she was dressed in men's clothing, leaning on Qi Mo's arms like a little woman, and going up...not to mention how strange it was.
Hearing Hong Ying's words, she raised one eyelid casually and said without smiling: "Nonsense, do I dare to throw away something that protects my life?"
Qi Mo reached out and touched the bottom of her wine bag, brought the mouth of the bag close to her lips, and said with a cold face: "Don't talk while drinking."
Zhong Qingye stuck out his tongue, lowered his head obediently and drank.
The room suddenly became quiet. Zhong Qingye and Qi Mo's intimate gestures clearly moved Hong Ying and the other three to the position of the light bulb. Hong Ying coughed awkwardly and said: "Since husband...General Da Ding came here after all the hard work."
, I must be tired too, we can discuss other matters later, let the general have a good 'rest' first."
He deliberately added an accent to the word "rest", which sounded particularly awkward. Qi Mo gave him a thoughtful look, nodded, and added: "Report at any time."
The three of them nodded at the same time, stood up and prepared to leave. Zhong Qingye quickly put down the wine bag. "Wait! What are you talking about?"
The three of them moved for a moment, glanced at her, and then immediately moved towards Qi Mo.
Zhong Qingye followed their eyes and raised his head towards Qi Mo.
Qi Mo stretched out his hand to hold her shoulders and said lightly: "It's just a small problem. I can solve it. Don't worry too much."
As soon as these words came out, Hong Ying nodded like a chicken. It was not just Qi Mo's machismo. Everyone present did not want Zhong Qingye to know too much war news. In their thinking
Here, the battlefield is not a place for women.
But how can a stubborn woman like Zhong Qingye be fooled so easily? Looking at the expressions of several people, and then thinking about the reactions of the three of them when she just came in, she can probably guess that Qi Mo didn't say anything.
So simple, the slender black eyebrows suddenly stood up, instead of pointing at Qi Mo, they pointed their spearhead at Hong Ying.
"Red Eagle, tell me! What's going on? I'm a general after all, so you don't have to hide it from me like this, right?!"
Hongying could only smile bitterly. Who among the people present didn't know how Zhong Qingye got his position as general? Qi Mo was the one who least wanted her to get involved in the war. The reason why he gave her the position was just because he was worried about her inconvenience.
, after all, during a war, military forces are everywhere.
Although it is not impossible for her to serve as a general with her ability, with Qi Mo here, who dares to treat her as a second-grade general? Who dares to involve this woman who is the general's wife in the war?
Therefore, facing Zhong Qingye's attack, Hongying smiled bitterly and glanced at Qi Mo from time to time asking for help.
Qi Mo rescued him like a friend, stretched out his hand to pull Zhong Qingye's little head, waved to everyone, and the three of them immediately rushed out of the tent like their buttocks were on fire. Of course, this description was mainly aimed at Red Eagle.
Zhong Qingye stared at him without saying a word.
Qi Menai said: "Qingye, why can't you care about rouge and gouache like an ordinary woman? How can you, a woman, interfere with these men's affairs?"
"What? Can't you afford a woman?" Zhong Qingye's eyes widened even more, and her expression was very angry, but because of the posture of nestling in Qi Mo's arms, her anger sounded a bit coquettish. "Don't do that.
I forgot, just now three men haven’t defeated a woman like me!”
"This is not the same thing at all!" Qi Mo couldn't laugh or cry, and suddenly felt like a chicken talking to a duck.
"Whether it's the same thing or not, it doesn't matter if you tell me, right? I won't steal your position as general. What are you afraid of?"
In terms of eloquence, Qi Mo is far less powerful than Zhong Qingye, and she often stops him from saying a few words. In desperation, he had to briefly tell Zhong Qingye about the defection of Qi Mu's soldiers, and repeatedly added
He said, this is just a minor problem, nothing to worry about.
Zhong Qingye did not comment on this, but that night, the development of the matter severely refuted Qi Mo's words.