Inside the main tent, Ji Wuyu was discussing matters related to the ceasefire, while the officers and generals were deep in thought. Suddenly, one of them asked, "Your Highness, is this your intention, or..."

"It was my suggestion."

Ruan Qingan replied, "I know all of you generals, and you should all know who I represent. This matter is also the intention of the Yongle Marquis's Mansion."

To be precise, Marquis Yongle Ruan Changhong did not want to continue fighting. A whole year was enough time to achieve Ji Wuyu's goal of deterring the capital, but if they continued fighting, it would be a losing proposition.

For a moment, no one spoke in the main tent.

When the Great Liang Dynasty was developing at its fastest pace, it was when Marquis Yongle led them to fight on the battlefield. They almost became Ruan Changhong's private army. If Ruan Changhong hadn't been so loyal and unwilling to rebel, he could have easily overthrown Emperor Ji Hao with a single call to arms.

Therefore, there is a reason why Ji Hao is so wary of the Yongle Marquis's mansion, and even now he has not been able to regain control of the military power.

These veteran generals, some of whom even watched the original owner grow up, were the reason why Ji Wuyu could have almost seized control of the military power in just one year.

Just as everyone was pondering, Ah Xiu's voice suddenly rang out: "For so many years, Daqing has been invading the borders of Daliang. Now that they have finally gained the upper hand under His Highness's leadership, are we just going to give up like this?!"

Upon hearing this, many of the generals who were deep in thought looked at Ah Xiu.

Ah Xiu didn't really understand the specific situation, but since the suggestion was made by Ruan Qing'an, she felt it wouldn't work. Since she was standing here, she could also have her own opinion.

In short, she wants to prove that she is no less capable than Ruan Qing'an!

Ji Wuyu seemed about to say something, but Ruan Qing'an raised her hand slightly to stop him. She looked at Axiu with a leisurely expression: "So you mean, continue fighting?"

Ah Xiu countered, "Why not? Is it because Miss Ruan wants His Highness to return to the capital?"

"Then let me ask you a question."

Ruan Qingan tapped his fingertips on the table and chuckled: "Who suffers from a long war? Miss Axiu, do you think all the supplies and expenses for war just appear out of thin air, or do you think supporting an army is an easy thing?"

“When there is no war, the military expenditure is already a huge sum of money. If a war breaks out, even more manpower, material resources and financial resources will be invested. This is not only a victory paid for with the lives of the army, but also a victory paid for with the lives of the people. If we fight for another two or three years, even if we defeat Daqing, then Daliang and the people of Daliang will be better off.”

Ruan Qing'an lowered his voice and said, "Miss Axiu, don't make unfounded accusations because of our personal grudges."

"this……"

Ah Xiu was speechless. This wasn't something she knew how to do. Meeting Ruan Qing'an's almost disdainful gaze, she bit her lower lip: "I... I just don't know how. Is it really necessary to say that to me?"

"Don't interfere in areas you're not good at."

Ji Wuyu pressed his temples, his dark eyes coldly fixed on Ah Xiu: "Now, leave here. There are still many wounded outside who need your treatment. Don't cause any more trouble here."

Ten sentences from Ruan Qing'an couldn't compare to one sentence from Ji Wuyu. Ah Xiu's eyes reddened, and she ran out of the main tent crying.

Ji Wuyu remained seated and said, "Continue."

...

Soon, the two sides of Daqing and Daliang ceased hostilities. Although it was Ji Wuyu who took the initiative, the envoy sent by Daqing was as cowardly as a grandson. He was obviously terrified of being beaten. Upon hearing the news that the war could be stopped, he almost knelt down and hugged Ji Wuyu's legs to cry.

The long battle brought honor to Daliang, but only pain to Daqing.

On the night of the ceasefire negotiations, the soldiers of Daliang were discussing the matter enthusiastically, while Ah Xiu was helping the military doctor treat the wounded. She listened to people talking while wrapping bandages.

The wounded soldier she was treating was someone she got along well with. As Ah Xiu listened, she couldn't help but say, "This inexplicable ceasefire is a complete waste of His Highness's efforts over the past year."

Ah Xiu's face turned somewhat grim: "Especially Miss Ruan."

Just then, the wounded men who had been chatting suddenly stopped and turned to look at Ah Xiu. One of them said, "Miss Ah Xiu, are you talking about Miss Ruan?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Miss Ruan is not someone you can speak ill of."

"Yes, just focus on your work."

Ah Xiu was just complaining casually, she didn't expect it to attract so much resentment, but she was the one who had been helping them heal their wounds!

For a moment, Ashu pulled the bandage a little too hard, and the wounded man simply pulled her over and treated her himself, saying, "What's that saying in the book again? Oh right, everyone has their own expertise. You don't understand, so what are you babbling about?"

“Miss Ruan grew up in the army when she was young, and she was even more outstanding than the average soldier. If her health hadn’t suddenly collapsed, she wouldn’t be so sickly.”

The veteran glanced at Ah Xiu and said, "Don't fucking do anything stupid."

Ah Xiu stood there blankly, somewhat unable to come to her senses. Just then, the tent flap was lifted, and Ji Wuyu walked in from outside. Ah Xiu subconsciously stood up.

But the next moment, Ji Wuyu patted her shoulder: "You've worked hard, Ah Xiu. There are other wounded people outside."

Then, we went around it...

Ah Xiu froze, looking at Ji Wuyu behind her. He was talking to the old soldier, seemingly asking about Ruan Qing'an. She finally couldn't help but leave quickly, not wanting to listen anymore.

Now, Ah Xiu could no longer deceive herself; she was special to Ji Wuyu, yet she still couldn't understand—

She was the one who clearly saved my life.

She was the one who treated Ji Wuyu's injuries for the past three months.

She was also the one who constantly risked her life fighting on the battlefield.

Ah Xiu couldn't understand why, even after doing all that, she was still inferior to Ruan Qing'an in Ji Wuyu's eyes, and why she would lose to someone Ji Wuyu hadn't mentioned for a whole year.

She ran to a corner of the military camp and wiped away her tears. As she cried, the resentment in her heart intensified. Why did she have to give so much but receive nothing in return?

Is it because her family background is not as prestigious as that of the Yongle Marquis's family?

But in reality, when love needs to be reciprocated to continue, it's no longer love. And for Ji Wuyu—

There was no reason, it was simply because it was Nguyen Thanh An, nothing more.

Just then, footsteps came from behind. Ah Xiu turned around abruptly and saw Wang Cheng standing behind her.

"You, how did you get here?"

"Miss Ah Xiu, I'm here to help you."

Wang Cheng laughed, but in his palm was a medicine packet, and his smile lacked some of its usual naivety.

The soldiers passing by outside saw this but simply walked away without a care—there was only one Wang Cheng in the entire camp who doted on Ah Xiu every day, like a lapdog, so until now, no one had any doubts.

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