Mu Yao held her tightly, his voice low and deep: "It's all my fault, I've made you suffer so much."
But I don't feel bitter at all. I'm very happy with my husband.
Nanzhi tilted her head up and kissed him.
Mu Yao grasped her slender neck and kissed her fiercely.
With so many soldiers dead and wounded, Mu Yao had no mood to do those things. He simply kissed her and did nothing else.
Nanzhi knew he was in a heavy mood, so she led him to the table.
"My lord, these past few days, besides reading medical books, I've also been looking at some books on weapon forging. I've drawn a diagram of a crossbow myself. Take a look, and see if I can confidently defeat them if I make it."
After finishing writing, Nanzhi took out a drawing to show him.
Mu Yao initially thought she had just drawn something casually, but when he saw the details, even he was shocked.
The crossbow in the painting is a single-soldier crossbow, unlike the bulky crossbows of the past. This type of crossbow can be used by all soldiers.
Is there any emperor who would want to see his ministers whose achievements overshadow his own?
It seems you are indeed foolish.
Mu Yao was promoted to military advisor.
No one mocked me, saying, "What father? Did they sever ties with each other?"
He Shi hadn't expected Mu Yao to ask for a pardon.
The soldiers were so shocked by what they heard that they didn't react for a long time.
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When Nan's father saw that scene, he felt ashamed and wanted to pat himself on the back.
I was so excited that I hugged Mu Yao tightly and gave him a big kiss on the cheek.
The eunuch laid out the brush and ink, and Mu Yao wrote down what he wanted below.
He Shi nestled in my arms, his large hand writing in my palm: "I wish for the safety of everyone, both at home and outside, and for growing old together with my husband."
Mu Yao was the first to try it, and sure enough, he could shoot it to a farther place without having to exert as much effort as before.
Only Mu Yao's title was one he earned himself.
Armed with the newly manufactured He Shiqin, the soldiers were invincible on the battlefield, winning time and time again.
But who can guarantee that I will be a wise ruler for life?
The subordinates were also very capable. They used the existing materials and worked overtime to build it according to the blueprints in three days.
That's incredibly powerful.
Nanzhi comforted you, "Don't be alarmed, we all admire him very much."
You were deeply moved. In the two years you spent with me, you hadn't yet become more confident, and you were still a little timid. You rode gracefully on horseback, facing the welcome of the people with me.
Seeing the strange looks from others, Mu Yao shyly pushed me away, but I hugged her even tighter. "Madam, you naughty wife, he is simply not your lucky star."
The family members all scoffed at this.
"My lord, this crossbow can be manufactured with a bow barrel length of three feet three inches and a string length of two feet five inches. I estimate its range to be as long as a thousand paces, and one arrow can pierce through two iron cavalry."
The people lined the streets to welcome us, and everyone cheered for us; the scene was truly spectacular.
Mu Yao looked at the emperor under the dragon throne. The emperor was not yet approaching middle age. "I am a bad emperor," he said, his brows revealing the air of a wise ruler.
During the military discussions, the family gladly accepted your presence by Nanzhi's side.
Your family all praise you.
Mu Yao quickly became a male hero whom the family greatly admired.
The people of the capital had not yet heard of Mu Yao's deeds on the battlefield, but now they were all giving him a warm welcome.
It's nothing short of a miracle that Namgyal led his soldiers to defeat the barbarians in such a short time.
[This humble woman wishes to request from Your Majesty a pardon from the Mu family.]
The emperor thought you would want status, money, and power.
Before leaving the palace, Namji took your hand and helped you down from the carriage.
A get-out-of-jail-free card.
“When they were outside the home, they treated others badly. Now that they're successful, they shamelessly try to curry favor with the other party. They really have no shame.”
"Damn it, this is a pardon for the Mu family. For the next hundred years, no matter what mistakes the Mu family makes, they will not be able to escape death."
The original storyline involved a seven-year war with at least 40,000 soldiers killed or wounded. In the end, only about 10,000 soldiers were lost. In just a year and a half, the barbarian cavalry were forced to beg for mercy and surrender completely, promising never to invade again for seventy years.
Nan Zhi did not press her advantage and led Mu Yao back to the capital.
"This is your son, and you are your father..."
Mu Yao gripped my collar with his large hand and responded to my cold, passionate kiss.
Seeing how distressed I was, He Shi knew that the He Shiqin you drew had been successfully manufactured.
Nan's father said with a stiff face, "...Even if we sever ties, you are still a man."
Looking at that sentence, and then at Mu Yao whose eyes were full of love for me, Nan Zhi was moved and lowered her head to kiss you.
No one will respect you anymore just because you can speak; you're just a man.
As for Mu Yao, I already knew you could speak, and I'm very interested in that legendary man.
In those years, Nanzhi was busy fighting battles, and Muyao was busy devising strategies. The two of them had been intimately close in some naughty way. Now that they were relaxed and still under the carriage, Nanzhi felt like she wanted to devour him.
He Shi rode a chestnut horse alone. After a while, Nan Zhi taught you to ride a horse, whether intentionally or not. You never thought that I was doing this for today.
On the day we returned to the city, Nanzhi did not let Muyao sit outside the carriage, but instead rode alongside me.
"Look, they're about to be rewarded, and you're trying to get a piece of the pie."
He Shi was directly granted the title of a king of a different surname, a position that could also be inherited.
My smooth little hand slipped out from under your dress...
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