Chapter 413 Definitely.

The whole space was eerily quiet.

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Jiang Yingcheng reacted suddenly. What nonsense she had just blurted out was all that. But she was really afraid that she would be sent back to Changning Palace by Eunuch Changshun, and she was also afraid that her beautiful father would turn around and leave in the next breath.

Once he got angry, he started crying unreasonably.

"I want to go!" Jiang Yingcheng leaned into the arms of Grandpa Changshun, raised her legs and kicked the air in front of her hard, "Chengcheng is going!!"

Jiang Yanchuan turned around and left without saying a word.

The surrounding generals looked around in embarrassment, until Jiang Yanchuan, who was walking in front, spoke coldly: "Do you guys want to stay too?"

Several generals shuddered and hurriedly followed.

Jiang Yingcheng was left alone, standing there with a blank expression.

Huh?

Just...are they all gone?

Aren’t you bringing Cheng Cheng with you?

Chengcheng saved a lot of points, it’s really useful!

The mall not only has life-saving elixirs, but also many strategic strategies and legendary killing formations. She can also help her father and uncles to find out the news about Beiming at any time. No spy of Da Rui can compare to her!

But she didn't know how to say these words. Jiang Yingcheng opened her mouth in vain and breathed in big gulps. She felt that the air around her seemed to have become much thinner with the departure of her handsome father.

Don't, don't go...

Cheng Cheng also wants to go——

She finally stopped crying at the top of her lungs and instead lowered her head, clenched her fingers together, and began to shed silent tears.

[Before we can clarify things, if only I could hold on a little longer...]

She felt a little regretful.

If she had not fallen asleep in the carriage, she would not have let her guard down and made a noise when she just woke up. Then, her handsome father might not have discovered that she was hiding in the carriage.

Suddenly, a helpless sigh sounded above my head.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of big hands suddenly appeared in her blurred vision and took her steadily from Grandpa Changshun's arms.

Jiang Yingcheng looked up blankly.

Jiang Yanchuan, who had returned, borrowed a handkerchief from someone else and wiped the tears from the boy's face with one hand.

But the kid was such a crybaby that before he could wipe away the old tears, new tears rolled down in large drops.

"Father will be back soon," Jiang Yanchuan did not stop, still methodically wiping the little girl's tears, while trying to reason with her, "Beiming is far away, and there is a plague raging there. You will get sick if you go there."

After a pause, he added, "Father can't bear to see you sick."

Jiang Yingcheng's mood eased a little after hearing this, but she was still stubborn and refused to reconcile. She grabbed a small piece of her father's collar and sobbed, "Chengcheng is in good health! She won't get sick easily!!"

Jiang Yanchuan is very clear about this, but...

Almost all parents in the world have this common problem. Even if they are confident that they can protect their children well, they still can't help but worry about whether there will be some unavoidable accidents.

"No," Jiang Yanchuan said, "If every soldier is reluctant to leave his children and wants to take them to the battlefield, how are the soldiers supposed to march and fight?"

Jiang Yingcheng snorted heavily.

There is simply no truth in this statement.

She is the most favored little princess of Da Rui, and her father is Emperor Mingze, who is above all others in Da Rui. Even if she was really taken to the battlefield, which soldier would dare to follow her?

But for a moment, she really couldn't find any reason to refute.

Jiang Yanchuan suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at Eunuch Changshun.

Eunuch Changshun understood immediately, coughed lightly, and said, "Your Majesty, this auspicious time is almost over..."

Jiang Yanchuan nodded with satisfaction, and finally reached out and stroked the boy's head twice: "Wait for father to come back."

Jiang Yingcheng wanted to cry again.

Is this the final outcome?

Are you really not going to take her away?

"Cheng, Chengcheng, don't ever like father again!"

"Little liar." Jiang Yanchuan smiled and pinched her little face. Then he turned around and walked resolutely towards the position that represented responsibility.

Every time a figure passed by, the burden on his shoulders seemed to grow heavier, until it gradually balanced the heaviness in his heart, and he barely resisted the urge to look back.

Suddenly——

A long series of hurried and clumsy footsteps came closer and closer. The expression on Jiang Yanchuan's face froze, and before he could turn around, a pair of small hands suddenly hugged one of his legs.

He lowered his head in confusion.

The young guy must have used all his strength in running. When I hugged him, his breathing was unstable and his cheeks were abnormally red.

Even so, she raised her head stubbornly, and the moment her eyes met, she said clearly: "I like it!"

Jiang Yanchuan was stunned for a moment.

As if he was afraid that he didn't understand, the young man took a few breaths, and then explained anxiously: "Cheng, Chengcheng just lied, Chengcheng loves father the most!"

Jiang Yanchuan felt as if all his strength had been drained away in an instant. He was afraid that the people around him would see what he was feeling, so he could only stand there stiffly.

Jiang Yingcheng's eyes were filled with tears, fearing that her father, the Emperor, would be upset because of her "I don't like it", and then be distracted on the battlefield, seriously injured by the enemy, and...

She didn't dare think about it anymore.

She tried her best to open her eyes wide, even though her vision was blurry, she wanted her father to see her sincerity: "Chengcheng loves you the most, you must come back to see me soon!"

Jiang Yanchuan's throat deliberately choked for a moment, and he only uttered a low "Hmm."

"Okay," he said.

After receiving this assurance, Jiang Yingcheng finally forced out his first genuine smile of the day.

She suddenly began to rummage through her cuffs and slings, and after only two attempts to cover up, a bunch of things she had just redeemed from the Merit Mall were thrown onto the ground.

She didn't care whether it was reasonable for her to take out these things, or whether her already skinny pockets could hold so many things.

The military officers present hurried forward and surrounded the two men tightly, blocking them from everyone's sight.

"These are life-saving things. Chengcheng will write to Father later to tell him how to use these things. Father, you must keep them well—"

Jiang Yanchuan squatted down slowly.

But he did not immediately pick up those treasures that were priceless in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Yes," he stretched out his hand and slowly held the most precious treasure in the world in his arms, his voice choking a little, "Definitely."