But right next to the horse's head was the back and half of a person sitting down.
Judging from his clothes, it's definitely him.
"When was this taken?" Shu Chengfeng asked.
Jiangxiang hurriedly said, "It was in the days before His Highness was about to return, when we already knew we had won. Our Consort returned from her greetings that day with a smile on her face. She painted this picture. I still remember Luo Kui asking at the time, 'Why is it like this?'"
“Our Liangyuan said, ‘We’ve won. Although we can’t let our guard down, we can always take a break.’”
Shu Chengfeng nodded and smiled.
In her mind, fighting must be very tiring, right?
It must have been very tiring, right?
Shu Chengfeng put down the paintings, went out of the outer room, and asked someone to fetch something from the front yard.
Although they fought wars, they brought back many rare items. Since the King of Southern Xinjiang was killed, the items in his mansion naturally returned to the generals.
Shu Chengfeng also selected some.
This is an unspoken rule in warfare.
His Majesty will neither ask nor care.
He remembered that there were many jewels, paintings and calligraphy, as well as many rare copies.
Bring her everything you can, and let her choose. Give the rest elsewhere.
Jiangxiang listened, breathing slowly. Those words weren't made up; they were indeed true.
The timeline wasn't something she made up; it was indeed real.
But she knew that only her master's feelings... were fake.
She simply did the right thing at the right time.
She will definitely miss him, but her longing is not the same as the longing His Highness knows.
But... what does it matter?
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