At this moment, Liu Teng coughed lightly in the crowd, breaking the silence: "Alright, alright, stop standing there, get up now. You're lucky this time, the general has been magnanimous and spared you. But if there's a next time, each of you will receive twenty strokes of the cane. At that time, no one can save you, you'd better think it over carefully!"
"Hey, the general has been on the frontier for three years, not just for fun. If you ever look down on the general again, I'll never speak up for you again." Liu Teng's face fell.
Li An laughed heartily, stepped forward and put his arm around Liu Teng's shoulder, "Hey, good buddy, we definitely won't do that again. The general's shrewdness and strategy are far superior to ours. We will definitely follow the general's orders from now on."
"However, the Xuancang Continent..."
Li An had just mentioned the Xuancang Continent when Liu Teng interrupted him. Liu Teng broke free from Li An's arm, punched Li An in the shoulder, and said coldly, "Shut up, don't talk nonsense."
Ang Lee realized what had happened, nodded repeatedly, and didn't dwell on the punch he had just received.
"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore, I'm busy now." Li An smiled and led a few people downstairs.
As Saint Chuli stepped into the carriage, he saw Saint Chuhan curiously lifting the curtain and peering out the window.
"What are you looking at?" Saint Chuli sat in the carriage, holding a military treatise in his hand.
Sheng Chuhan was startled. When she came to her senses, she found Sheng Chuli had already entered the carriage. She said irritably, "Second brother, you came in without saying a word. It was scary."
“You’re just too focused,” Saint Chuli said with a helpless expression.
Sheng Chuhan raised an eyebrow, leaned closer to Sheng Chuli, and asked curiously, "Second Brother, what's going on outside? I saw a lot of people coming to look for you."
Sheng Chuli glanced at Sheng Chuhan, then looked back at the book in his hands and said in a low voice, "It's nothing serious. Xuanming sent the Xuan Army to help our army."
Upon hearing this, Sheng Chuhan responded with an "oh".
She already knew that Xuanming had sent people to help, so she wasn't too surprised.
Saint Chuli, however, seeing her calm demeanor, quietly added, "He sent millions of troops."
As soon as Sheng Chuli finished speaking, just as expected, he saw Sheng Chuhan staring wide-eyed.
"How many? Millions of troops? That's almost as many as our army! Good heavens, is he trying to take advantage of our misfortune and wipe us out too?" Sheng Chuhan exclaimed in surprise.
Sheng Chuli glared at Sheng Chuhan, but Sheng Chuhan didn't care and continued, "Second brother, you can't blame me for overthinking this. Xuanming has sent millions of troops. What if they have designs on us?"
Saint Chuli shook his head, sighed, and replied, "The other continents are all watching. If he's in league with the Void Continent and the Ghost Continent, the Junlin Continent probably won't stand idly by. The Xuancang Continent would have to be out of their mind to think about helping Qiong Yi."
Sheng Chuhan gave an "oh" and glared at Sheng Chuli. "Second brother, I suspect you came in just to talk about me. Humph, you haven't said a single nice thing since you came in."
Sheng Chuli glanced at Sheng Chuhan, who immediately smiled ingratiatingly, "Hehe, it's alright, it's alright, Second Brother, you continue reading, I won't disturb you."
After saying that, she shrank back and leaned against the corner.
Saint Chuli pulled out several books from somewhere and handed them to Saint Chuhan.
Sheng Chuhan asked in surprise, "This is... hey, a storybook? Second Brother, so you read this too?"
Sheng Chuhan took it with delight. It was the same book she was reading in the palace; she had only read the first part, and the middle and third parts were still unread. She was thinking of buying it again when she returned, but she didn't expect her second brother to have it.
Saint Chuli originally didn't intend to tell her where the book came from, but seeing that she misunderstood him as soon as she opened her mouth, he could only explain, "Why would a grown man like me read these books? I asked Liu Teng to find them for you to pass the time."
After listening, Sheng Chuhan suddenly understood, and then looked at Sheng Chuli with some emotion, "Thank you, Second Brother, you are so kind."
Silence fell over the carriage as the two men read their books without disturbing each other.
Not long after, a crisp and unrestrained laugh suddenly rang out.
"Hahaha, this is hilarious! This Jin Sanbao is just too cute! Oh, I really want to have one of these darlings too." Sheng Chuhan was staring intently at the storybook in her hands, completely absorbed in it, to the point of losing herself in it.
As she read, she kept muttering, "Wow, this is so cute and adorable! Its silly and innocent look is just melting my heart. I really want to hug it tightly."
"Sigh, why can't I meet someone as interesting and likable as Kim Sam-bo?"
"Jin Sanbao, how did you manage to be so amazing?"
Saint Chuli sat quietly to the side, the constant murmurs of Saint Chuhan echoing in his ears.
His gaze would occasionally drift to the book that Sheng Chuhan was clutching tightly in his hand, and he would secretly wonder: Just who is this Jin Sanbao?
At this moment, the carriage continued to move forward slowly and steadily, the wheels making a creaking sound as they rolled over the ground.
Inside the carriage, Sheng Chuhan and Sheng Chuli sat in opposite corners, each engrossed in reading a book.
When Saint Chuli finally finished reading the book in his hands, he subconsciously looked up at Saint Chuhan opposite him, only to find to his surprise that Saint Chuhan had quietly fallen asleep at some point.
She casually tossed the storybook in her hand beside her skirt, and she closed her eyes tightly, her breathing steady and even.
Saint Chuli carefully examined Saint Chuhan's slightly tired face, and especially after seeing the faint dark circles under her eyes, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
Presumably, the bumpy ride in the carriage made it difficult for Saint Chuhan to sleep, resulting in poor sleep quality.
He gently moved Sheng Chuhan's body slightly, carefully adjusting the angle and posture until he was sure she was in the most comfortable position.
Then, he carefully took a soft blanket from the side and gently covered Sheng Chuhan with it, as if afraid of waking the sleeping beauty.
Then, he methodically picked up the books scattered around him and neatly stacked them on the small, exquisite table.
After doing all this, he slowly stood up and tiptoed toward the door.
However, just as he was about to step out of the carriage, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and his gaze involuntarily fell on the small table covered with books.
Saint Chuli stared intently at the book, seemingly undergoing a fierce internal struggle and weighing of options.
In the end, he couldn't suppress his curiosity. He turned around, strode to the table, and stretched out his slender fingers to accurately select the book that Sheng Chuhan was just reading from among the many books.
Then, following the slight creases on the pages, he quickly and precisely turned to the place where Sheng Chuhan had previously looked.
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