"Sir, the Holy Emperor's side is dying.
The general is still in Northern Xinjiang.
Should we?"
A small voice came from inside the house, which was brightly lit, projecting two black figures on the windows.
"Hush, you can't say this randomly."
Another voice scolded.
The two people in the room lost their voices and fell into silence for a while.
"Go and write a letter of divorce to the general.
Tell him that my mother is slightly ill and ask him to come back in a low-key manner."
"Yes, sir."
Yan Xiaomo listened to the conversation outside the window, still a little confused and confused.
What is this place?
Where is this?
She jumped out of the canna, and her body was somewhat transparent.
She should be invisible in this state.
Behind her, there is a cluster of beautiful cannas, and the most beautiful one among them should be her body.
It's just that she can't leave her body too far, and her body can't be destroyed, otherwise she will fail the mission.
This round of tasks seems simple, but in fact there is a long way to go.
Yan Xiaomo walked toward the house, and saw that the oil lamp inside the house suddenly went out, and the sound of footsteps approaching, indicating that someone was coming out.
With a "squeak" sound, a middle-aged man came out of the house.
He didn't seem to see Yan Xiaomo.
He looked around before turning and leaving.
Yan Xiaomo did not go to the house, but turned around and returned to the main body.
It's not too early now, let's talk about anything tomorrow.
The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight rose from the ground, Yan Xiaomo woke up.
There was fine dew on her petals, and the dew gradually condensed into a large drop, and finally rolled down to the ground and entered the soil.
Early in the morning, a gardener came to take care of the flowers, and someone swept the floor in the yard.
Although the ground was not very dirty, there were only a few fallen leaves.
Everything looked so peaceful.
Three days passed in a flash.
During these three days, Yan Xiaomo really experienced what it meant to be bored to death.
It wasn't until the morning of the fourth day that a cardamom girl wearing a pink skirt appeared in the yard and successfully attracted Yan Xiaomo's attention.
"Uncle, uncle, I heard that Brother Yu is back, is it true?"
The girl in pink dress ran into the house, her voice full of anticipation.
"Xiuxiu, who are you listening to?"
The old man's expression changed, and he looked closely at the woman in front of him.
"I had a dream last night that Brother Yu was back."
"Don't say this nonsense.
Yu'er will come back naturally when it's time to come back.
Don't take your dream seriously."
The old man sighed and said, this child actually dreamed that Yu'er was back.
But it’s really time for Yu’er to come back.
Yan Xiaomo felt that the woman named Xiu Xiu seemed to be interested in Xiang Yu.
As the saying goes, I think about it every day and dream about it at night.
Because all I think about is Xiang Yu, I dream about Xiang Yu at night.
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However, Yan Xiaomo knew that Xiang Yu would definitely come back.
She heard everything about the conversation that night, and now that she thought about it, the general they were talking about must be Xiang Yu.
Guo Xiuxiu sighed and came out of the room.
During the period when Brother Yu was away, she thought about Brother Yu every day.
Last night, she really dreamed that Brother Yu was back.
"Xiuxiu, what's wrong with you?"
A man's voice sounded in the distance, and a white figure was seen walking from a distance. oshow7: