Liu Feifei felt sowhat conflicted and didn’t know what to say, so she remained silent, quietly eting Liu Buli’s gaze.
After a long while, Liu Buli sighed softly, took a step toward Liu Feifei, and pulled a dicine bottle from his chest to hand to her, gently reminding, "If you’re injured, rember to apply this."
Hearing this, Liu Feifei didn’t need to think to know this was yet another high-quality golden sore dicine.
Pressing her lips together for a mont, she finally spoke softly, "A few days ago, I was allowed to return ho once. My father told that Minister Wu could no longer wait for , and he wants to annul the engagent to marry a proper wife. My father agreed to it."
Liu Buli opened his mouth, wanting to say sothing, but after several attempts, still couldn’t find the words.
"Brother Buli, you..." After a mont’s silence, Liu Feifei blushed and shyly continued, "When will you co to my house to propose marriage?"
Liu Buli did not reply to Liu Feifei’s question. He simply said, "This is a military camp; it’s not a place you can enter or leave as you wish."
Liu Feifei’s eyes instantly reddened.
Before she could speak, Liu Buli continued, "No matter when you’re able to leave this military camp, I am willing to wait for you, willing to marry you."
Liu Feifei imdiately smiled.
Seeing Liu Feifei’s smile, Liu Buli smiled as well. Neither said anything more; everything was conveyed without words.
It was mid-October, and the nights had grown chilly. However, thanks to the banquet, with several bonfires blazing and the lively atmosphere, coupled with the warmth of the alcohol, everyone seated outside the tents felt no trace of cold.
This banquet had brought the four military camps closer together.
At this mont, everyone was enjoying themselves.
Amid the jovial crowd, An Jing noticed her husband pressing his right eye and couldn’t help teasing him with a smile, "What’s this? Your right eye is twitching too?"
"Hmm." Xiao Changyi responded softly. After a pause, he quietly added, "It feels like sothing is about to happen. I’m feeling uneasy."
An Jing chuckled softly, her voice low enough that only Xiao Changyi could hear, "Don’t listen to Gong Juechen’s nonsense. This talk about left eye twitching for fortune and right eye twitching for disaster—it’s just superstition. Even if both our right eyes twitched, it wouldn’t an—"
Before An Jing could finish her sentence, a guard suddenly rushed in with an urgent report: "Prince, Princess, the Retired Emperor has been attacked and is gravely injured. The Emperor orders the Prince and Princess to bring the palace doctor and head to the Imperial Palace at once!"
These words caused an imdiate shock, followed by a chorus of exclamations.
An Jing and Xiao Changyi were stunned as well, but without waiting for the commotion around them to settle, they imdiately got up and ran toward the stables. Intending to pull Gong Juechen along with them, they found Gong Juechen already racing toward the stables faster than they were.
An Jing then mounted Moon Stepping, Xiao Changyi mounted Zhuri, and Gong Juechen mounted his own fine steed. The three galloped toward the Imperial Palace at full speed.
Although Su Haoyu was no longer the Emperor, he was the Retired Emperor and the biological father of the current Emperor, the most honorable figure in all Xiyun. Now that sothing had happened to him, everyone was on edge. Liu Buli, Xu Shangong, and Qi Tengfei, unable to enter the palace without summons, had no choice but to remain in the camp and focus on stabilizing the troops’ morale.
Ye Zhi was sowhat surprised by Gong Juechen’s urgency. She had never seen him so anxious before.
The mont he heard the news about Su Haoyu, he had practically bolted toward the stables.
However, given the gravity of the situation—especially since the one on the brink of death was the Retired Emperor—Ye Zhi could understand Gong Juechen’s reaction. Though his words could be sharp, he wasn’t a bad person at heart.
...
Su Haoyu had been attacked.
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