The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

"One hundred thousand?"

Jiang Yunluo couldn't help laughing, and glanced at Ling Fengshuo again.

The person who spoke thought she didn't believe it, so he quickly said: "No! It's more than 100,000! It has to be 200,000!"

Jiang Yunluo: "..."

puff.

From this point of view, the previous plan was indeed correct.

Rumors are so easy to be distorted, whether they are positive or negative.

The storyteller obviously had not seen the tragedy of the battlefield. Jiang Yunluo's expression was subtle, and she obviously realized that what she said was a bit exaggerated. She quickly continued: "Anyway, there are a lot of people! But no matter how many enemy troops there are, for the prince , that’s all a piece of cake! I took away the opponent’s head easily! The opponent’s determination was thrown into chaos by disturbing him!”

"And more."

After he finished speaking, the person next to him seemed to have remembered something, and then added: "I also heard that the sky was filled with golden light at that time! The prince was like a god descending to earth! For a period of time since then, the latest portrait of the prince has appeared in the city , it was sold out instantly! You have to line up as early as possible to buy it!”

"Yes, yes! I queued up to buy it before dawn!"

The more the people talked, the more intense the discussion became, and the topic seemed to have gone astray.

The more Jiang Yunluo listened, the smile on her face became heavier. She couldn't help but leaned over and asked Ling Fengshuo quietly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "A two hundred thousand army, are you really breaking in?"

Ling Fengshuo couldn't help but chuckle when he heard the words, and imitated her voice and whispered: "It's a bit too exaggerated. Besides, the victory in that battle is naturally not all due to me. If it weren't for the Donglai army behind me, , together with Lu Ting and the other generals, it is definitely impossible for me to do it alone."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when he mentioned the Donglai Army he had single-handedly brought out and the comrades around him, Ling Fengshuo's tone was filled with a little pride.

Jiang Yunluo's thoughts moved, and her eyes instantly showed a hint of appreciation that she didn't even notice.

Even when she had the most tense argument with the person in front of her in the past, she was willing to admit that Ling Fengshuo was very suitable and a qualified general.

This idea has not changed until now.

Even more so than before.

He is capable but does not take all the credit, so he is more popular.

Don't say that he hasn't thought about the highest position.

So what if there is?

If he wanted to, with his ability, he would not be unable to sit on the throne!

Ah……

If Jiang Rongyuan knew about this idea, he might be charged with another crime.

Jiang Yunluo sneered in her heart, not noticing that she had been staring at Ling Fengshuo for a long time.

Until the hand placed under the table was pinched gently.

"Ok?"

She came back to her senses instantly and retracted her fingertips suddenly.

However, he saw a hint of smile in Ling Fengshuo's eyes and suddenly lowered his voice again.

"If I had known these things earlier and you would have looked at me like this, I would have asked Mo Ying to hire ten storytellers to tell them in front of you every day."

Jiang Jiang Yunluo was startled.

She didn't know what her expression was like right now, but she subconsciously avoided it for a moment.

But the look could be avoided, but the heartbeat that accelerated for a moment could not be denied, so he could only say stiffly: "What kind of look?"

"Ah……"

Ling Fengshuo seemed to chuckle.

"You don't need to know, as long as I'm the only one who can see it."

I don't know if it was because he deliberately lowered his voice, but Jiang Yunluo always felt that the voice in her ears sounded a little strange...

seductive.

Looking at the people opposite, they were still discussing Ling Fengshuo's "feat" incessantly, and seemed to be getting more and more enthusiastic. The two looked at each other and smiled in tacit understanding, and stood up at the same time.

"Eh? You two are leaving now?"

The person who just took the initiative to talk had a look of pity on his face, as if he hadn't said enough.

Jiang Yunluo was just about to be polite to the other party when she heard Ling Fengshuo take the initiative to say: "It's getting late today and my wife is tired. If we are destined, I will listen to you in detail next time we meet."

Jiang Yunluo: "...!"

What nonsense again!

She glared at the person behind her somewhat complainingly, and she wanted to say something.

But when the words came to her lips, she was afraid that someone would ask her when she would marry him again, so she could only pretend to be nonchalant and change the subject.

"Let's take a look around again, and then we can go back."

"it is good."

Ling Fengshuo responded softly and held her hand tightly, but what he was thinking was completely opposite to hers.

If you don’t resist, he calls you madam...

Does that mean you are willing to marry him again?

The two of them returned in the direction they came from, and after walking around in a circle, they confirmed that many people were indeed discussing the court's pursuit of Ling Feng, and finally planned to return home.

After leaving the market, there is a quiet street.

People who had gone to bed early had extinguished their candles early, and only a few families still had light in their courtyards.

The silence in my ears was in sharp contrast to the noise of the night market in the distance.

After walking for a while, Jiang Yunluo suddenly let out a long sigh.

"what happened?"

Ling Fengshuo was the most sensitive to her emotions and quickly showed concern.

Jiang Yunluo shook her head.

"It's nothing, I just feel like I've been living a rare and leisurely life recently, so leisurely that... it's like the calm before the storm."

Ling Fengshuo was silent for a moment after hearing this.

indeed.

The recent period can be said to be the most relaxing period since they left the capital.

Staying at home all day, there is nothing to be nervous about except waiting for the rumors to ferment.

But everyone knows that this time will not last long.

"Yao'er, have you ever regretted it?"

In the silence, Ling Fengshuo suddenly asked.

"what?"

Jiang Yunluo paused, still immersed in her own thoughts, unable to react for a moment.

Ling Fengshuo stopped and looked at her seriously.

"Maybe you regret coming here?"

Jiang Yunluo raised her eyebrows, finally understanding what he wanted to ask.

Then he smiled nonchalantly.

"This is a strange question. I didn't have a choice. It came out of nowhere. Only those who choose have the right to regret it, right?"

Ling Fengshuo's eyes flickered for a moment, and he pursed his lips slightly.

and so……

If she had a choice in the future, would she leave?

Questions that he had never considered suddenly came to his mind, making his heart suddenly feel empty.

But then Jiang Yunluo changed her subject: "But life here is more interesting than where I was before, so... it's not bad."

"interesting?"

Ling Fengshuo raised his eyebrows, as if he wanted to hear her talk carefully.

Jiang Yunluo started counting with her fingers.

"I had no father or mother before, but after I came here, I gained a lot of relatives inexplicably, which is very interesting. I met Huayue, which was also very interesting. I also opened Shuiyunjian with Manman, which was also very interesting, and... …”

She deliberately told almost everyone about the people around her, but deliberately did not mention the person in front of her, looking at him with a mischievous expression.