The next day, the sky was still gloomy.
There was no dawn at all in Fengyu City, and there was only a gloomy sky.
All these glooms are caused by the two monsters in Fengyu City.
Han Xin led troops to attack the city, and Yan Xiaomo wanted to go with him, but Han Xin refused, so she had to wait patiently in the military camp for their return.
Waiting was a kind of torture.
Yan Xiaomo looked in the direction of Fengyu City from time to time.
In the distance, he could hear the sound of fighting drums and the loud howling of soldiers.
You can imagine how fierce the war was.
Han Xin said that Fengyu City would be captured at three quarters of noon.
Yan Xiaomo waited and waited in her heart, and finally saw the army returning from the victory, but Han Xin was nowhere to be seen.
Yan Xiaomo's heart clicked, something happened to Han Xin, right?
So, Yan Xiaomo intercepted a soldier.
"Why don't you see the coach?"
"The coach is still in Fengyu City and will come back from time to time."
"Is he not injured?"
Yan Xiaomo asked nervously, but after asking, he felt that these words were unnecessary.
The sword has no eyes on the battlefield, how can it not be injured, as long as he returns safely.
"Don't worry, Miss Yan, the commander is fine."
Xiaobing said cheerfully.
I didn't expect that this war would end so quickly.
Thanks to the commander's strategy, otherwise, Fengyu City would never have been captured so quickly.
After waiting for a long time, Yan Xiaomo saw Zhong Wuyan and Lian Po coming towards the military camp on horseback, talking and laughing.
These two people had finally achieved their goals.
It is estimated that there should be a Xiao Lianpo soon.
After a while, Han Xin came back, wearing a silver armor that highlighted his heroic spirit.
The originally gloomy sky had already cleared the clouds, and the sun shined particularly brightly on the white armor.
There was a victorious smile on his handsome face.
I saw Han Xin dismounting from his horse and throwing the weapon in his hand to the soldiers on the side.
Their eyes met with deep affection.
"I miss you."
Han Xin's gentle and low voice sounded in his ears, full of longing.
Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but laugh.
It had only been a morning, but she was still more moved.
Han Xin hugged the woman in front of him tightly, kissed the smooth forehead, and his thin lips slowly slid down along with the straight bridge of her nose.
Yan Xiaomo pushed Han Xin away shyly.
"What's wrong?"
Han Xin didn't understand why Yan Xiaomo pushed him away, and his face was full of doubts.
"Someone is watching."
Yan Xiaomo glanced at the soldiers around him.
Although they pretended not to notice, Yan Xiaomo felt extremely embarrassed when he saw how they were whispering to each other.
"It doesn't matter what they do," Han Xin said reluctantly, his arms tightening around Yan Xiaomo's waist so that she could no longer push him away.
"How embarrassing."
Yan Xiaomo was so shy that she wished she could bury her face in Han Xin's arms so that no one could see her blushing.
A girl will be shy when being kissed in public, no matter how carefree she is, no matter how thick-skinned she is.
"Then let's go back to the camp."
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Han Xin picked him up by the waist and strode towards the camp.
Yan Xiaomo exclaimed, caught off guard, and tightly grasped Han Xin's skirt with her little hands.
With two crimson clouds flying on her fair cheeks, Yan Xiaomo was carried back to the tent by Han Xin under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes. oshow7: