Xiao Yunze, who was expressing his feelings, didn't know that as soon as he said he was going to the border, a crystal tear fell from the corner of Song Tingwan's eye...

Will neighboring countries launch an attack?

Is the war about to begin?

Song Tingwan's thoughts were a little confused, and his finger joints were clenched white.

She couldn't hear what Xiao Yunze said afterwards, she just felt her head buzzing.

Doesn’t history say that because of the rampant plague, the people of Daqing were living in dire straits, which gave neighboring countries an opportunity to take advantage of the situation?

But now the plague is over, the famine is over, and the suffering has not spread beyond Fengxian County.

Why does war still occur?

She worked so hard to help the people of Fengxian, eradicate the plague, resolve famine, and develop agriculture, wasn't it just to avoid the war that would eventually lead to the destruction of Daqing?

But now, the Daqing hero who died in this battle and was humiliated by the victors for a full forty-nine days, told her that the war was about to begin?

Even if the people of Daqing live and work in peace and prosperity, and things are getting better and better, will the neighboring country still go to war?

Xiao Yunze, the god of war who sacrificed his life to protect the people of Daqing in history, is also going to the battlefield?

Song Tingwan suddenly felt chest pain, as if her heart was being tightly squeezed by an invisible big hand, making it difficult for her to breathe.

As her thoughts were churning, a pair of strong and powerful hands gently wrapped around her neck.

Song Tingwan came back to her senses and saw a pair of big hands holding a thin rope, slowly pulling it back and lifting her hair.

The skin on the back of his neck felt a little cold, and Song Tingwan couldn't help it any longer and retracted his neck.

Only after he withdrew his hand did Song Tingwan lower her head.

A golden butterfly-shaped peace lock hangs quietly on the chest.

The string in Song Tingwan's heart was slightly plucked, and he couldn't help but turn around.

Xiao Yunze's ears were red, and his pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes were looking at her with deep affection, his Adam's apple moving slightly.

"Miss Song."

"May this peace lock protect you while I am away."

"If you are interested in me too."

"Please wait for me."

"Wait for my triumphant return."