Chapter 96: Completely Admit Defeat

Mo Qiao's drawing finally came to an end.

She wiped the sweat on her face, and then she breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the picture she had drawn very preciously.

This was her only chance to stay in the army.

An Yunshen was watching from behind her, and the surprise in his eyes was beyond words.

He said to Mo Qiao: "It will definitely work this time."

His encouragement made Mo Qiao feel a little more relaxed and more confident. She

even couldn't help but smile.

She turned her head and looked at An Yunqing. An Yunqing's expression was still cold and steady, but he nodded to her at this moment.

Mo Qiao turned around and saw An Yunxi sitting on the chair and the Regent standing next to the chair, and was stunned.

She stopped where she was, stunned.

The brain was already at a loss for words.

What on earth had just happened?

Why would the Regent, whom others avoided and respected, give up his seat to An Yunxi!

This information was really too complicated.

Even if he doted on An Yunxi, he wouldn't dote on her this much!

The Regent was a royal relative, the real ruler, but in her eyes, An Yunxi was just a little daughter of a general.

There was a world of difference between her and the Regent.

The Regent might dote on her a little, but it shouldn't be to this extent.

Mo Qiao lowered her head, holding the drawing paper in her hand, and the edges of the paper had more wrinkles.

She came to Ling Fengxun and An Yunxi with floating steps, as if she was stepping on the clouds.

"Please have a look, Miss and Prince."

An Yunxi stretched out her hand and took the drawing paper.

She glanced at the picture on it, narrowed her eyes slightly, and examined it carefully.

She was really serious, and she had no intention of targeting her at all, she was just being realistic.

Mo Qiao had never really been on the battlefield.

Including her eldest brother and second brother, they had only been stationed in the barracks near the capital in recent years, and the occasional suppression of bandits was already the biggest battle they had ever seen.

Even when these soldiers were not fighting, they would train according to wartime. The training was very hard, and they were always ready to go to the battlefield.

After An Yunxi finished reading, she took the drawing and put it down, then said: "Mo Qiao, you do have some talent in this aspect."

Mo Qiao showed joy on his face.

She got An Yunxi's approval, which made her originally beaten pride rise again a little.

But An Yunxi's next sentence made Mo Qiao's face change slightly.

"But, it's not enough."

Mo Qiao was stunned, her whole body was cold, and her fingers began to tremble.

She bit her lip, and her eyes were slightly red.

"I want to know why the eldest lady hates me."

Mo Qiao looked at An Yunxi without blinking.

She secretly came back with An Yunqing this time, and she also wanted to perform well in front of his family.

On the way, she learned the news of An Yunqing's father's death. She was afraid that An Yunqing would be sad, so she specifically reminded him not to tell her about this matter first, and wait until the funeral is over and her aunt is in a better mood before talking about it.

But she never thought that she had never thought about exposing her identity, but she could still be recognized by this young lady even though she was wearing men's clothes, and she even said that she would be kicked out of the barracks. She

had never offended An Yunxi.

She also felt that she was wronged.

Tears rolled in her eyes. Mo Qiao, who had not shed a tear even when An Yunxi treated her like that before, was really angry this time. Tears rolled down her

nose, and she said, "Miss, please tell me, why is the formation I drew not okay?"

An Yunxi was taught by Ling Fengxun in her previous life.

Not just in the six months on the battlefield.

The two of them had been entangled for three years, and she could more or less learn some methods of marching and deploying troops from each other.

An Yunxi said, "You get up first."

Mo Qiao stood up hesitantly after hearing that.

She didn't understand An Yunxi, but she had heard An Yunxi say in person that she hated her.

Anyone who heard such words would subconsciously become hostile and wary of the other party.

She, Mo Qiao, was no exception.

Ling Fengxun stood quietly behind An Yunxi, staring at her little Xier without blinking, explaining some of the shortcomings on the formation diagram.

She tapped lightly on a spot on the drawing paper, and spoke in a calm and clear voice.

"This is not right. You only have so many troops. Instead of arranging them here, it would be better to put them in this position. In this way, the entire formation can be more complete."

Mo Qiao widened his eyes.

Seeing An Yunxi's casual pointing, her thoughts that had been stuck for a long time were instantly cleared.

It was as if she was inspired.

Her heart couldn't help but beat faster. Mo Qiao whispered: "But if so, the defense here will be much weaker. What if someone finds the weakness?"

Before she finished speaking, An Yunxi dipped her fingertips in tea and drew a line somewhere.

"You can transfer the troops here. Generally, in a frontal attack, so many troops are not needed here."

Mo Qiao was shocked.

An Yunxi's voice rang in her ears: "Real combat is not just talking about war on paper. You do have some talent and know how to create newer formations, but your formation, once really used, will have many loopholes."

Mo Qiao watched without blinking.

The deep contempt she had for An Yunxi disappeared completely.

She was a little arrogant, but she was not stupid.

An Yunxi was indeed much better than her.

In every aspect.

Being crushed everywhere is not a good feeling, but Mo Qiao knows that this time he can only admit defeat and be powerless.

"I am inexperienced and inconsiderate. I am sorry to make you laugh."

Mo Qiao was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Young lady is very skilled in martial arts and is quite proficient in the art of formation. Mo Qiao is ashamed of himself and is convinced."

She was really convinced this time.

An Yunxi's method is as easy as crushing an ant to death.

Her face turned pale, and she couldn't help showing a bit of confusion when she thought of her confused future.

She turned around and smiled at An Yunshen and An Yunqing who were looking at her worriedly from behind.

Then he said, "Brother Yunshen, Brother Yunqing, I'm afraid we have to say goodbye. I will leave the barracks and never come back."

The two of them felt uncomfortable when they saw Mo Qiao like this.

An Yunshen hesitated, "Then where are you going in the future?"

Mo Qiao was silent: "I"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly fell straight to the ground.

An Yunqing was the first to react. He immediately rushed up and supported her before she fell to the ground.

He looked nervous, raised his hand and touched Mo Qiao's face, looking extremely anxious.

"Quick, find the court doctor!"

There was a lot of confusion here, and a servant was about to run to notify the court doctor.

As a result, a very cold and clean voice was heard, penetrating the noisy sound.

"No need to see a doctor."