"The Baiduo Rebellion lasted only ten years, and the treasury is empty, so it is not appropriate to start a large-scale war. Besides, don't pursue a desperate enemy. If the Japanese are desperate and ally with Goguryeo, we will have to build defense lines in the southeast and northeast, and this line... will be prolonged."

Qiao Hui spoke with a hint of meaning, "Grand Princess, if you want to negotiate peace, it's both a negotiation and a favor."

Xianjin seemed to be thinking about something.

A chaotic sound of footsteps was heard not far away, followed by a black shadow falling down, gesticulating very quickly with his hands.

Xianjin didn't understand the sign language, but she knew everyone's daily routine. She looked over and said in a low voice, "...the guys are back from taking a shower."

Qiao Hui sniffed and nodded calmly, "Yeah, I smell the stench of sweat coming towards me."

Xianjin laughed, "The smell of hairtail fish and the smell of sweat, don't dislike each other."

Some people were running very fast, probably in a hurry to sleep, their running speed was comparable to that of the top eight in the Olympics.

Xian Jin's hands were faster than his brain, and he dragged Qiao Hui into the narrow gap between the two back rooms. "Shh - since it's a secret trip, don't let anyone see us."

The gap is very narrow.

Qiao Hui tried again and again to press his back tightly against the tile wall, leaving enough space for his chest to breathe.

The girl pressed herself against his chest.

The hair oil smells like jasmine, which is light and fragrant. If he hadn't been so close, he would have thought that the only scent on Xianjin's body was the warm fragrance of the sun.

This situation is more difficult than ever.

He would rather die than have Xianjin discover his throbbing and helplessness.

Qiao Hui leaned his hands against the wall and said helplessly, "Jin'er, is it possible that my Death Guards can fly over eaves and walls, and I can do the same?"

Xianjin didn't understand. His focus was on the large army that was getting closer and closer. He uttered "Ah" in confusion. After a while, he realized what Qiao Hui meant and said "tsk tsk". "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Qiao Hui glanced at the red wrist that was grabbed by Xianjin with difficulty, "I never thought that you have such endless energy!"

He was pulled in with one tug.

He had always thought that Xianjin insisted on practicing Ba Duan Jin every day in order to eat two more bowls of rice...

Xianjin smiled.

In the narrow space, the laughter was muffled.

The girl's high bun was shaking, and her hair just brushed Qiao Hui's chin.

Qiao Hui turned his face away impatiently, "Don't move! I'll leave immediately after the people leave."

Xianjin smiled and nodded, half hunched up his waist and knees, and after a while he spoke in a muffled voice, "Secretly cross Chencang."

Qiao Hui:?

There was a panic of being caught.

"What?" Qiao Hui's tone was calm, but the tail end of his voice trembled involuntarily.

"Secretly crossing Chencang." Xianjin repeated, "Didn't you ask me where all the direct descendants of the direct descendants went? I am telling you now: during the Three Kingdoms period, what military tactics did my poor Shu Kingdom use?"

Qiao Hui's mind was in a mess right now, like a pot of jasmine-flavored paste that he was stirring all the time. It seemed as if the pounding jasmine-flavored heart was not in his chest but in his brain.

It took a long while for Qiao Hui to understand what Xianjin meant.

The moonlight is beautiful, the flowing light is like invisible water.

The nights in early summer are beautiful, with slightly humid air and a sticky aftertaste like the fire in a steamer gone out.

Qiao Hui lowered his head. The girl's nose was small and straight, and her ears with cute outlines were like a cold white lilac. The girl was being pushed towards him by the crowded wall and the wet and dense moss behind her.

“Boom boom boom—”

It’s Qiao Hui’s heartbeat.

He was destined to be unable to sleep tonight.

His ecstasy can be resolved by himself.

But now, he had to find something to say.

What are you talking about?

Qiao Hui took a deep breath, clenched his hands into fists, and then slowly opened them. His strong and powerful fingers formed several intersecting straight lines.

"You will win whether internally or externally."

"Think about it carefully. Among the Three Kingdoms, wasn't it the Kingdom of Shu that had been passively beaten the whole time that won in the end?"

Qiao Hui's voice was low, hoarse and dark.

Xian Jin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up. Only then did she realize that Qiao Hui's voice now seemed to be very suitable for the early summer night.

Hot, moist, sticky, and stringy.

It seemed as if together with the light moonlight floating in the air, it fell on the wet ground slowly and peacefully, in a myriad of ways.

Xianjin pursed his lips and swallowed.

Qiao Hui listened attentively to Xianjin's subsequent words.

"You really practiced hard."

Xianjin spoke up, "The pectoral muscles are so big, and the waist is so thin!"