An Yin sneaked his consciousness into Gu Luan's consciousness, not to see his past and Feng'er's past, but to stimulate Feng'er's consciousness. Feng'er's consciousness itself brought into memories of the past. When he entered the intimate scene of the two, An Yin deliberately avoided it, and one of them was avoiding it and was waiting quietly.

Unexpectedly, Feng'er's consciousness fluctuated slightly and her memories were broken.

An Yin thought it was because of the uneven soul, which made the memory fragments, and quickly integrated his consciousness into Gu Luan's consciousness again.

This time I went in, I saw Gu Luan’s memory.

Gu Luan sneaked into the Luoyang King's military camp alone. He landed on the top of a tent like a ghost, quietly looking at a separate tent ahead.

The tent was hung with heavy curtains, and the situation in the tent could not be seen, but he just stared blankly.

After a while, someone took tea and uncovered the curtain. The curtain was uncovered and fell quickly, but at that moment, he saw Feng'er sitting behind the desk in the tent.

The curtain fell too quickly, and Feng'er's figure flashed behind the curtain.

After a while, the tea-given person came out and the curtain was opened again. The man blocked the door. This time he could only see half of Feng'er's figure.

But Gu Luan smiled slightly and turned around and left.

It seemed that he was waiting for this night just to wait and see this or two.

An Yin suddenly felt a little sad. It was too difficult for him.

Just as I was about to continue looking down, a touch of bitterness that did not belong to her came.

Another picture floated up.

Feng'er sat in the tent and was writing a military article. She brought tea with the army maid, but she didn't even raise her head.

The maid knew that when she was doing things, she didn't pay much attention to others and didn't like to disturb her, so she put down the tea and quietly retreated.

But the moment the maid left, she suddenly felt inexplicably looking at her.

That feeling made her panic.

No one dared to peek at her in the military camp, but she still put her pen down, walked to the door, and suddenly opened the curtain. The night outside the tent was silent, and there was no one, only the flag on the top of the tent opposite was automatically unwind.

She stared at the flag for a long time, but couldn't see anything.

Before the servant walked away, he heard the movement behind him and came back to ask her, "Princess, is there anything wrong?"

She took the look back from the flag, "Nothing."

Then he returned to the tent and sat back on the table, but he no longer had the heart to pay attention to the military writing that had been written halfway.

More than twenty days have passed in a flash, and a few more days will be the day for poison remission.

There were obviously a few days left, but she was so panicked that she didn't want to do anything, and just hoped that the day would arrive soon.

She didn't have women's clothing, and the day before going to the Demon Slayer, she went to the market, bought a simple women's clothing, and bought a pearl hairpin. When she returned to the camp, closed the curtain, let the servant watch, and tried the dress alone.

However, by that day, she didn't wear this dress because she was embarrassed.

Feng'er changed her skirt and put it away carefully, but she couldn't calm down, so she asked the servant to accompany her around. Unexpectedly, she walked to the gate of the military camp and saw hundreds of people tied up, and there were still many children among the people.

She had heard that two tribes have been in a famine recently, and these people are yellow, hungry and thin, and they are most likely those tribes who are in a famine.

After asking, it was indeed true.

She knows who her father is.
Chapter completed!