Mizhier seemed to be obsessed at this moment, and he himself couldn't explain why.
But he just felt that something was wrong with Jian Xiu. He had discussed this with the head coach Ke Ale before.
But Keale didn't take his words seriously at all.
To him, it was all nonsense.
"Didn't I ask you to ask about those spirit possession issues? Did you ask?"
Mi Er: “…”
He thought the general was just talking, but he didn't expect that he seemed to really take this matter seriously.
Ever since the general woke up, strange thoughts often appeared in his mind.
Thinking of this, he began to doubt whether the general's mind was confused due to coma.
Otherwise, how could one believe such a thing could exist?
Without waiting for Mi Er's answer, Mi Zhier probably knew what was going on.
"You didn't check?"
"Please forgive me, General. This matter... uh... well..."
Before he could finish his words, Mischel kicked him hard in the abdomen.
"A bunch of rubbish!"
This time, having heard Mizhier's words, Mi Erji did not dare to speak again.
No matter how painful it is, I can bear it.
They have been on the road these days. Since Mi Yi's death, he has been highly valued by the general.
In Mi Er's eyes, Mi Yi had already died on the battlefield.
In their eyes, even if the general did not kill him personally, Jian Xiu and Zhang Zixuan would not let him go.
I know that he was once a first-class guard beside the general.
Any general with a bit of common sense would not have kept such people until now.
But so what? The general’s status in the military camp is no longer as high as before.
Now the entire military camp is basically under the control of the commander-in-chief.
It was because he had always been by the side of the general, and even when the general lost power, as his subordinates, they had no other choice.
"General, do I need to send someone to inquire about the situation in Pingyuan Marquis' Mansion?" After thinking about it, Mi Er still asked with concern.
"No need. Considering the level of vigilance of Zhang Zixuan and Jian Xiu, it would be a waste of time to find out in advance."
"Yes, what if Jian Xiu..."
"Enough, don't mention this bitch's name in front of me!" Mizhier interrupted Mi Er directly.
These two words are the ones he hates to hear the most in his life.
If it weren't for Jian Xiu, he wouldn't have fallen to this point today.
He is no match for Jian Xiu in a head-on confrontation, so what about attacking from behind?
If we quietly release some smoke in the middle of the night while they are asleep, can they still kill them however they want?
With this in mind, it is naturally impossible to inquire about it in advance.
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The other side.
Mi Yixiao was galloping towards the capital.
He was now certain that Mizhir had already entered the capital, because along the way, he had been asking people about it.
Not surprisingly, no matter who you are, it is difficult to describe the appearance of Mischel and others.
Several of them even disguised themselves as traveling merchants and entered the capital city from the Turkic country smoothly.
Jian Xiu and the others probably never dreamed that Mizhir would come all the way to kill him.
What was even more unexpected was that even though the Turkic Empire had surrendered, he was still not convinced.
Thinking of this, even Mi Yi felt that Mizhir's mind was too narrow.
The war between two countries has always been a matter between the two countries. How could he escalate it to the level of personal grudge?
And what happened on the battlefield before, he captured the people of Dashun Dynasty to threaten Jian Xiu...
In his opinion, all these things were not something that a general like him should do.
He didn't even know why he hadn't seen him clearly all these years.
Why did you stay with him for so many years?
Why did you do so many incredible things for him?
I think I didn't think it was a big deal before because Mischel hadn't been pushed to that point.
Thinking of this, he squeezed the horse hard with his legs again, "Gee..."
The Ferghana horse quickly moved forward...
No matter how fast he was, he could not catch up with Mizhir and the others.
Not to mention that they left earlier than me, I only have one hand, so riding a horse is not as convenient as before.
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Two days later.
In Jian Xiu's yard, the sky had just started to brighten and everyone had already started to dress up.
"Sister-in-law, look, does this look good?" Chi Zijin came out of the bedroom and asked Jian Xiu.
In her opinion, Jian Xiu is a very visionary person.
Of course, this was only discovered recently.
For example, she had given them some suggestions on what clothes and headwear to choose.
The most important thing is that every suggestion she made was good.
They even thought that she was just better at putting on makeup.
I didn't expect...
"Sister-in-law, I didn't expect you to have such a unique vision! Seeing that you don't dress up on weekdays, I thought you didn't understand these things?"
Before Jian Xiu spoke, Chi Zijin spoke excitedly again.
It was obvious that she was very satisfied with her outfit today.
"You'll understand it naturally after seeing it many times." Jian Xiu said helplessly.
"See? Sister-in-law, didn't you grow up in Quanyong County? I saw that no one in that county wears this style of clothes?" Chi Zijin asked curiously.
She lived in Quanyong County for a period of time. She loved beauty and had visited almost all the garment shops in Quanyong County.
I have never seen a style like the one she wears.
If there was, she would definitely buy it as soon as possible.
"I mean, I often draw these sketches. The more I draw, the more I see them naturally!"
Jian Xiu said without blushing or beating her heart.
At first, her heart would beat faster when she heard such words.
This is said so often nowadays that it is as easy as eating a home-cooked meal.
Hearing Jian Xiu's words, Chi Zijin didn't think much about it.
After all, she had lived with Jian Xiu for a long time, and she knew that she would draw some sketches on weekdays.
And the paintings are all very novel things.
"Okay, stop talking. It's your turn. Come and sit down!" Jian Xiu said, pointing at the chair in front.
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