Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

In the original plot, the Battle of Crescent Bay was a test by the Atuo Kingdom.

They deliberately gave wrong information and asked the emperor to send the Yuan army to investigate nearby.

But in fact, this is a trap, specially set by the spies of Atuo and Chen to trap and kill the Pingding Marquis.

The Yuan army lost tens of thousands of elite soldiers in this battle, and even Pingdinghou was almost killed.

As a result, the Atuo Kingdom invaded later, and Pingding Hou was wounded and died on the battlefield.

Yuan Suye also suffered a lot of illnesses because of wearing armor and going into battle to kill the enemy, and finally died in his 30s.

Therefore, the Battle of Crescent Bay was a very important turning point.

Fortunately, this time, Zhu Peizheng's secret work was discovered in advance, and a lot of secret reports and plans were obtained from it.

If used well, Atuo Kingdom can be caught off guard.

Even so, Gu Ruojiao was still worried.

Maybe it was because there was nothing she could do to help, or because she couldn't help.

Those who can only stay where they are and wait for news are suffering the most.

In order to prevent herself from falling into negative energy, Gu Ruojiao decided to improve her cooking skills during this time!

When Yuan Suye comes back, you can feel her full love!

When Qingtong learned about Gu Ruojiao's plan, her expression became strange for a moment.

It seemed that he was trying to persuade her. After all, Yuan Suye had said before that Gu Ruojiao was not allowed to enter the kitchen again.

But thinking that she might have random thoughts if she had nothing to do in the house, she had to pretend that she didn't know.

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Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and Yuan Suye had not returned yet, and Gu Ruojiao had only received three letters from him.

However, Gu Ruojiao's cooking skills have improved a lot, and at least she can cook the dishes without them being half-cooked or burnt.

But what she is best at is making soup, although she still can't make it taste delicious and delicious.

Gu Ruojiao felt that she couldn't be blamed for this. It was too difficult to control the heat on a wood-burning stove. It was already amazing to be able to stir-fry the vegetables.

Even Qingtong praised her for her awesomeness!

In her spare time, Gu Ruojiao would write letters to Yuan Suye.

She wrote one letter every day, talking about the trivial matters in life, and then sent it once every half month, because she knew that the border war was urgent and she didn't want him to be distracted.

Yuan Suye, who was far away in Guguan, was also missing Gu Ruojiao at this time.

He had just received a letter from Kuai Ma. The thick stack was full of the little girl's daily life.

The words are playful and relaxed. Not a single word is written about missing him, but every word seems to express the longing for him.

And this time the little girl even made a sachet for him.

The sachet was not big, no bigger than his hand. The needlework was twisted and there were two ducks embroidered on it.

But the little girl emphasized in the letter that they were a pair of mandarin ducks!

But Yuan Suye still feels more like a duck.

There was a smile on his lips, and his fingers gently stroked the needlework of the two ducks. He felt that the area on his chest was filled up like the threads above.

Then he carefully and carefully put the sachet into his pocket, as if this was equivalent to putting her in his arms.

But at the same time, the longing in my heart became more and more intense.

This was the first time Yuan Suye tasted concern.

Whenever he had free time, he couldn't help but wonder whether she was eating well and whether she was sleeping dishonestly.

I hope she misses him, but I don't want her to miss him too much.

Contradictory and sweet.

It makes people feel sad but full of hope.

"Jiaojiao..." Yuan Suye murmured her name, his voice so soft that it seemed as if the wind would blow away her name.

He stood on the tower with his hands behind his hands, looking at the scenery outside the tower.

The sky was full of wind and sand, and there were still black stains of blood on the ground, and his expression slowly became serious again.