After solving the troublesome Xiao Wang, his life returned to a dull state.

Chai Qingyue hasn't tasted the feeling of missing someone for a long time.

In this way, I lie in bed all day and do nothing, and my thoughts will be relaxed. I think of that person inadvertently, and then I feel the irresistible longing.

When he was free, Chai Qingyue recited the past one after another with Murong Sichen in his mind.

Seeing Chai Qingyue facing the air defense outside the window, Xu Jiayin felt ache for no reason.

She was a little curious about who Chai Qingyue’s husband’s family was, and why such a married woman always stayed at her husband’s house.

Besides, Chai Qing and Chai Xu are obviously well-educated people. Although Chai Qingyue is gentle and restrained, she has an extraordinary and tolerant demeanor when chatting and doing things, and she thinks she is not small.

Now, seeing Chai Qingyue's sad and thoughtful look, she was tactful and didn't ask. She guessed which wealthy family Chai Qingyue married, but suddenly she was spoiled by others.

After getting along these days, Xu Jiayin has treated Chai Qingyue as a sister.

Chai Qingyue helped her get out of her difficulties these days, so she would not ignore Chai Qingyue's difficulties.

As the sun was heading west, Xu Jiayin came to Chai Qingyue's bed with her stomach and crawled into her quilt without saying a word.

Chai Qingyue was startled by Xu Jiayin, and when she came to her senses, she met Xu Jiayin's deer-like eyes, full of pleasure in success.

"You girl, you actually scared me!" Chai Qingyue was immediately angry and stood up and wanted to act to beat Xu Jiayin.

Xu Jiayin shrank his neck and let Chai Qingyue's hand fall gently on the top of her head.

"Looking at your appearance of spring, you will naturally wake up your anger, but the dream?" Xu Jiayin stuck out his tongue, with a cute smile on his eyes.

"You are the girl." Chai Qingyue was not annoyed Xu Jiayin's joke, and a seven-point smile appeared in her eyes. The already small face looked like a newborn child, showing off her innocent beauty.

Xu Jiayin was stunned and murmured and poked Chai Qingyue's face: "All of them are women, why are your skin so much better than mine?"

"You have to figure it out too?"

Chai Qingyue was helpless when Xu Jiayin said that, so she turned around and took the needle and thread in the basket beside the bed to work as a female worker.

Chai Qingyue was famous for her skill before getting married. Even if she was in the prince's house, she would not touch the spring water. Nowadays, female workers are much better than girls next to her.

Just looking at the picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water, it is vividly comparable to the painting.

The whole afternoon passed through the needle and thread, and those long-lasting days were sealed in the needle and thread. Chai Qingyue wanted to give this handkerchief to Murong Sichen so that he knew that he had been fighting outside these days, and he had never thought about him for a moment.

And why was Murong Sichen on the border suffering from longing?

The desert frontier, the scorching sun burns yellow sand, making people dizzy as if they are not in the world. At this time, the battle between the two armies is even more test of the generals.

At the same time, if a tired soldier develops, life and death are only in one thought.

"Report to the prince, the spy has returned. As His Highness the prince expected, there was indeed an ambush of enemy soldiers in the south."

A mysterious arc appeared on the corner of Murong Sichen's mouth.

"I almost underestimated the other side. I think this unique method is a genius."

The soldier next to him was slightly stuttering and said to himself: "You said this, but you don't want to crack the gods of the other person who sent troops?"

The words of this soldier are not exaggerated at all. He has been in the border for more than ten years and has served as a servant of nearly ten generals of all sizes, but he has never seen any general who can hurt the prince in front of him, and he is as expected as a god!

In just a few days, the battle situation that was originally helpless had already turned one-sidedly towards the Yuan Dynasty. In these few days, Murong Sichen stabilized the morale of the army internally and learned about the intelligence externally.

Only by knowing oneself and enemy in this way can we be defeated by a hundred battles!

Murong Sichen didn't know that the soldiers beside him were praising him in his heart.

At this moment, there seemed to be a huge chess board in his mind. The two armies were playing chess and the battle was fierce.

After this moment of calculation, Murong Sichen slowly opened his eyes.

"As planned, war begins."

The sound was thick and low, like a war drum, beating in the hearts of every soldier.

The horn of war sounded, but Murong Sichen closed his eyes at this moment.

He was not those civil servants, and he was not as kind as women. But he was not like his father who loved war. He had to watch the blood flowing everywhere to find that touch of pleasure.

Although Murong Sichen was unwilling to do this, it was inevitable. All Murong Sichen could do was win and protect his people, but he could not find a trace of pride pleasure from this victory.

He knew that his pride should not be based on blood.

That kind of immortality should be supported by the people's living and working hard!

Endless battles, blood stained the desert red.

Do they think justice and merits they think really have to be defended with life and blood?

This is a topic that has been said forever.

"Report to His Highness the Crown Prince, our side won a great victory in this battle and captured the captives..."

Murong Sichen reclaimed and stopped the adjutant. He was already a little tired after a day of conquest and did not want to listen to these things.

"Prisoners are well taken care of and are not allowed to be torture and killing. All the soldiers who fell on our side are clearly counted and recorded."

After saying that, Murong Sichen returned to his tent.

The night in the desert is a bit cold, but there is a very pure starry sky. The beautiful scenery makes Murong Sichen feel a little stunned.

And all this reminded him of Chai Qingyue, his pure and gentle eyes.

The curtain was gently lifted open, and a girl with a veil moved her lotus steps and walked in slowly.

Looking closely at the girl, she looked slim and looked like a person in the painting. When she came in, a beam of moonlight also came in through the gap, making her look like a moonlight fairy.

The white jade-like wrist was exposed outside, with strings of golden bells tied on it, which made it fascinating every step.

"It was evil that let you in." Murong Sichen frowned. He didn't like such uninvited women. Especially when the war was about to come and everything was extremely dangerous.

"Sir, I will serve you as a servant."
Chapter completed!