In view of Song Mo's outrageous behavior, Xihe ignored him for several days.
But this guy was so shameless that he walked straight into the house, served tea and water, massaged shoulders and legs, and even persuaded Mr. Jiang to agree to their marriage.
Xihe was incredulous: "Grandpa, don't you even think about it?"
Old Master Jiang rummaged through the silver coins in the box, wondering how much dowry he could afford with this little money. He casually said, "What are you considering? Zimo is well-educated and handsome, so how could he not be worthy of you? Just stop making trouble and wait for your marriage."
"...or do you want to marry the village butcher?"
Xihe: Nothing to say.
Seeing her being scolded, Song Mo was overjoyed. Xihe turned around and glared at him, her smile stuck. She quickly picked up the tea and came over attentively: "Have some tea~"
The marriage was thus arranged.
Xihe asked Song Mo, is Song Yu really okay?
Song Mo's expression was serious, and he said seriously: "Song Yu is not as incompetent as you think. He knows what to do and what he wants better than anyone else."
Xihe was a little surprised to see that he rarely praised someone.
Song Mo couldn't help but pull her into his arms, rubbing his chin against her head: "Am I the kind of person who can't tell right from wrong?"
Xihe said without hesitation: "Yes!"
Otherwise, how could he do such a boring thing?
Song Mo choked, but couldn't think of any words to refute, so he could only lower his head and cover the little mouth.
At this time, far away in the border area, heavy snow fell and the entire Fancheng was covered with ice and snow. The soldiers stood upright in front of the city gate, and a fast horse galloped towards them in the distance.
"Who is coming?"
Ouch——
With a neigh, the horse raised its front hooves high and then dropped them again: "Song Yu, the left vanguard of the Sixth Division."
The guard was startled and looked up quickly. The man was wearing a tiger skin, with thick eyebrows, eagle eyes, and a straight nose. He looked like a tiger rushing out of the forest, with an imposing aura.
Song Yu, the left vanguard of the Sixth Division, is not dead, he is back!
The guard quickly made way and respectfully clasped his fists: "Left forward, please—"
Song Yu squeezed his legs together and the horse immediately broke into a gallop. The guard placed the token on the table and said, "You watch the city gate, I'll report to the general." Then he quickly ran towards the military camp outside the city.
When General Weiwu heard the news, his face lit up with joy and he immediately said, "Return to the city!"
Chen Piaopiao quickly grabbed him: "Is Song Yu back? I want to go too!"
It took only an incense stick of time to ride from the camp to the mansion. Before Song Yu had time to change his clothes, the door swung open with a clang, and a slender figure rushed in: "Song Yu!"
The one wearing bright red riding clothes and with gorgeous eyes and eyebrows was undoubtedly Shen Piaopiao.
Song Yu stopped the man with one hand, standing at arm's length from him, and said, "Miss Chen."
Shen Piaopiao looked around, and finally her eyes fell on Song Yu's face. Her eyes instantly turned red, and she cried: "Where have you been these days? Do you know how worried I am..."
Song Yu's eyebrows did not move: "Thank you Miss Shen for your concern, Shen is fine."
Shen Piaopiao's whole body was like a basin of cold water poured down, and she woke up completely. She bit her lower lip and said, "Song Yu, you..."
"Zi Yu, you're back!"
The door opened again and the mighty general strode in.
Song Yu released his hand, clasped his fists, and bowed: "General, I have fulfilled my mission and returned."
The mighty general was overjoyed: "You got it? Come on, come on, come inside!"
It turned out that Song Yu had penetrated deep into the enemy camp and not only discovered that the enemy was indeed planning to attack the Kingdom of Yue, but also obtained a map of their layout. The mighty general was shocked and furious: "I knew those barbarians were restless! Now I finally have proof!"
"Zi Yu, you have made great contributions!"
Pa pa pa, a big hand slapped Song Yu's shoulder.
Song Yu's face suddenly turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The mighty general was startled. "Injured?" He turned and hurriedly shouted outside, "Someone, call a doctor!"
Song Yu forced a smile and said, "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious, General, don't worry." The doctor came in quickly and checked the wound. He found that not only the shoulder but also the back were seriously injured.
Shen Piaopiao covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
General Weiwu also gasped: "Zi Yu, you are too patient."
If he hadn't slapped someone and touched the wound, no one would have noticed that he was seriously injured with his nonchalant expression.
General Weiwu sighed and said, "Don't worry, I will report this to His Majesty."
Song Yu finally smiled: "Thank you, General."
The doctor's eyes widened as he looked at the wound. He couldn't help but look at Song Yu: "Excuse me, Left Vanguard, were you injured last night? Is the arrow wound on your back also a recent injury?"
Song Yu nodded.
The doctor was immediately excited: "I wonder what medicine the general used? The effect is so remarkable!"
Song Yu smiled and said nothing more: "I got it by chance in the mansion." Doctor Liu didn't ask any more questions. He bandaged the wound and left.
General Weiwu also said: "Then Ziyu, you should have a good rest. I will return to the camp."
Since the other party's wolf ambitions have been exposed, there is no reason for them to endure it any longer. They must beat him until he cries for mercy!
Shen Piaopiao didn't want to leave, so he was dragged out of the yard by his brother.
As soon as he went out, he couldn't control his temper and threw his arms away: "Brother, what are you doing!"
The mighty general was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said helplessly: "Little sister, do you really have to have Ziyu? There are so many good men in the army..."
"But I only like him!"
Shen Piaopiao's eyes were red, tears welling up in her eyes: "I won't marry anyone else except him!"
He came forward, shook his elder brother's arm, and softened his voice: "Brother, please help me, okay? I can't live without Song Yu..."
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