[Whole family mind reading + family spoiling + refreshingly satisfying + sweet romance + going crazy + foolproof + mansion intrigue + palace intrigue + space ability]
Jiang Zhiyu transmigrate...
magic?
What is that?
Jiang Wenjing, who didn't understand, looked at Jiang Zhiyu who was excited, and cautiously didn't say anything.
"Nan Gu is hosting a banquet tonight and we're invited, right?"
Looking at her bright eyes, Jiang Wenjing's Adam's apple moved slightly and he nodded.
Generally speaking, when this kind of look appears, it means that someone is about to do something bad.
Completely unaware of Jiang Wenjing's current psychological state, after receiving a definite answer, Jiang Zhiyu hurried back to prepare the props.
Jiang Wenjing was only worried for a second and then put it out of his mind.
Who cares? As long as the young fish are happy.
…
Mobei, Qingxi Valley.
A bridge not only blocks the path of the Apocalypse Army, but also that of the Oirat people.
Before the previous major battles, the Oirat people would always secretly send out several teams to harass them.
Now they are all trapped on the opposite side, and the people of Apocalypse no longer have to endure this mosquito-like harassment.
Inside the training ground, the soldiers were in good order.
Following the training instructions, the entire army changed its formation and began the first wave of attack today.
The sound of metal clashing lingered in his ears. The general standing next to He Yanting couldn't help but sigh: "Damn it! Without the Mobei people messing around, we can finally have some fun training!"
Several other people nearby also echoed.
God knows how frustrated they are!
He Yanting didn't respond. The general beside him couldn't help but ask, "General, have those people sent that day received any reply?"
"We're not sending them there to spy on military secrets," He Yanting said, looking at the general whose expression changed slightly. "We're sending them there to restore peace and tranquility to the army."
The general was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Damn it, I was wondering why those barbarians would chase me wherever I trained. It turns out it's because of them!"
The general's grip on the spear tightened again and again, and it was hard not to suspect that if those people were present at this moment, the general could just string them together like candied haws.
After cursing for a while, the general seemed to remember something: "Those people also know some tactics. What if they reveal them to those barbarians..."
"Don't worry. Even if they dare to speak, the Wala people may not dare to listen. If they do listen, that's exactly what I want."
After hearing what he said, the general put his mind at ease and focused on the training.
On the other side, in the main tent of the Oirat, five people were forced to kneel on the ground and told Daiqin all of Tianqi's tactics without reservation.
The person next to him couldn't help but pick up a knife: "They are really good at taking advantage of loopholes! If they dare to come tonight, I will kill them all!"
He couldn't wait any longer. Daiqin's wolf-like eyes scanned the five kneeling people without saying a word.
"Why you five?" He said in a dry voice after a long time.
The five of them looked up at the same time, their faces puzzled.
"You are all undercover agents planted by Mobei. So, He Yanting's delivery just happened to bring you all back?"
"Did one of you leak the secret, or is it that He Yanting really has a sharp eye and can't miss a single one?"
His voice sounded like it was squeezed out from between his teeth, making people feel cold all over.
There was a sudden silence in the tent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The five kneeling people all looked pale and kept denying it.
Daiqin looked at them and frowned.
After a series of defeats and continuous loss of ground, he had long lost his initial composure.
Now, when he looked at these people, he couldn't tell who was lying for a moment.
Daiqin became even more anxious.
"I'll only give you one chance. Whoever leaked the secret, please speak out."
Silence again, no one said a word.
Dai Qin pinched his brows and said, "Press them down, torture them severely, and make sure to pry these people's mouths open!"
Someone nearby immediately responded excitedly.
Not only the Tianqi Army was panicking, but the Oirat people were too.
What's more, they have the buff of defeat, and now they have a legitimate opportunity to vent their anger. The brutality in their eyes cannot be concealed.
The five men were quickly dragged out with heart-wrenching screams.
Daiqin lay back.
"General, what they just said..."
"What? You believe them?"
The man hesitated.
Dai Qin curled his lips into a cold smile: "If you believe it, then take a team to check it out yourself, I won't stop you."
The man looked embarrassed: "...Forget it."
Daiqin rolled his eyes.
At this moment, a man lifted the curtain and walked in: "General, a secret letter from the imperial city."
Daiqin reached out to take it, and the people next to him consciously stepped aside.
He opened the letter and his eyes froze.
He paused for so long that someone couldn't help but ask, "General, what does the letter say? Is the king planning to send us reinforcements?"
The voice brought Daiqin back to his senses. He coughed lightly and said, "No, the king is here to inquire about our progress and when we can win this battle."
Everyone turned their heads away.
Daiqin carefully put the letter away and remained silent like the others.
…
On a moonless night with dark clouds overshadowing the moon, the air was damp and heavy, and a flash of lightning illuminated the sky.
Muffled thunder came from the sky, but was drowned out by the sound of drums in the temple.
It was raining heavily outside the hall, while people were singing and dancing inside.
Generally speaking, at this kind of banquet after the sacrifice, the people of Nan Gu will still wear rattan clothing.
But today, perhaps to commemorate the high priest or to apologize to the high priest, everyone changed back into Apocalypse clothing.
Moreover, most of their faces were filled with guilt.
Casas, the only one in the audience wearing a rattan dress: "..."
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