I was spotted by the heroines while doing the quick-travel mission.

Yang Zhao was unwilling to be outdone. He had always disliked Lin Fan. When he heard Lin Fan being so sarcastic, he rolled his eyes and coldly rebuked him. "You are good, go and fight. Don't be jealous of others when you don't have anything."

"You! Don't think..."

"Why? Everyone was killing each other at the city gate, and blood was flying everywhere. Where are you? Where did you go?"

Huangfu Ling couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted Lin Fan. This was the first time Huangfu Ling made slanderous remarks. Lin Fan's face was full of disbelief. He stammered for a long time but couldn't say anything reasonable. He could only say something harsh to Yang Liu who was sprinkling chili powder on the barbecue.

"You wait for me!"

Lin Fan kicked the fire, causing a string of sparks to fly, some of which fell on his burned flesh on his pants. He hurriedly patted his hands and walked away with shaking legs, not forgetting to turn around and glare at Yang Liu fiercely.

"Ugh……"

Yang Liu sighed softly, turned the meat over and roasted it until it was golden brown, and murmured softly, "Born as a bad boy, can such a person be the protagonist?"

The second half of the sentence was hidden in the joy and cheers. Yang Zhao just looked back at Yang Liu, then turned his head away. The bonfire party lasted until midnight. The soldiers who had eaten their fill returned to the camp in groups of two or three, and those who were left behind for patrol and guard took turns every hour, staying awake at all times to prevent enemy attacks.

Yang Liu finally got out of the crowd, and before he could catch his breath, Yang Zhao lifted the curtain and looked out. He saw Yang Liu still awake, looking as if he wanted to say something but couldn't. Yang Liu knew that he must have something to say since he came to visit her so late at night, so he consciously moved aside to make room for him. "Have you been wanting to ask this for a long time?"

When Yang Zhao heard Yang Liu's point, he nodded, walked to Yang Liu's side, got a little closer, and lowered his voice intentionally.

"Lin Fan is the spy, right?"

Yang Zhao had never had any tricks with Yang Liu and always spoke his mind directly. When Yang Zhao heard this, he smiled and patted Yang Zhao on the shoulder, feeling extremely pleased.

"Although I can't be sure yet, I believe the fox's tail will soon be exposed."

"Why would he do this?"

Yang Zhao frowned. The people in the military camp ate and lived together, and on the battlefield, they were like family. Yet Lin Fan betrayed his comrade-in-arms whom he had been with day and night. He was so heartless, vicious and stupid.

"What else could it be for? Nothing more than power, fame, money, beauty, and even the country. People are always greedy. The military camp treats him as dispensable and puts you on a high platform, but he is not convinced. The emperor respects and even fears you, but despises him, so he is jealous. Ling'er regrets marrying me and he resents him. But to be fair, he and Ling'er are not a good match. He is not as well-coordinated and resourceful as you two on the battlefield, and he is really stupid in the court." Yang Liu tilted her head to look at Yang Zhao and continued.

"He is just a useless person who wants to make a big career. He is doing useless work and struggling to his death."

Yang Liu spoke with contempt, her eyebrows slightly raised, and treated Lin Fan as if he was looking at an insignificant ant. She laughed and talked innocently, which made Yang Zhao shudder. Yang Liu's expression was really eerie and scary.

"You know everything, why don't you just expose him directly?" Yang Zhao asked puzzledly.

"It's fun to see the prey step into the trap and struggle to death, Zhao."

Yang Liu has been too gentle over the years and has deceived everyone. Yang Zhao almost forgot that Yang Liu crawled out of a pile of dead bodies. Since she was able to change the confession of the Yang family single-handedly and manage the declining Yang Mansion to this point, she is definitely not as soft and easy to understand as she appears.

Yang Zhao was silent for a long time, then he exhaled softly and said to Yang Liu, "If you have any questions, you must tell me. I am not a child anymore."

Yang Liu was always out of tune, and after hearing this, she held Yang Zhao's cheeks and rubbed them until they were deformed, teasing him. "Is this true? Let me see, how old has Ah Zhao grown?"

"You are not serious!!" Yang Zhao brushed Yang Liu's hand away and walked away with a red face. Yang Liu said leisurely. "You are still a child, you are still awkward."

Yang Liu muttered to herself and lay back on the couch, resting her head on her arms as she thought.

In the following days, he discussed with them openly and held small meetings in private, pressing Lin Fan and waiting for him to make desperate moves. Then, under Yang Liu's command, he fought small battles and slowly swayed the enemy, gradually wearing down the morale of this self-proclaimed invincible army.

Everyone was in a good mood, except Lin Fan, whose face became increasingly ugly. He kept staring at Yang Liu, with a look as if he wanted to pull out her tendons and break her bones. It was like there was a ghost behind her, which made people feel creepy.

At night, just as Yang Liu was getting on the bed, Huangfu Ling came quietly. Hearing the noise, Yang Liu closed her eyes and slowed her breathing, pretending to be asleep. She felt a fragrance coming towards her and a weight sinking beside her. Yang Liu looked over and saw Huangfu Ling leaning towards her with his arms on the bed. Yang Liu was frightened and suddenly reached out to push him, sneering.

"Ling'er, why are you climbing onto my bed in the middle of the night?"

Huangfu Ling was stunned, a blush appeared on her ears, and she stammered and tried to find excuses to cover up her true thoughts.

"The war is imminent, I'm afraid something might happen to you, so I'm here to protect you."

Yang Liu saw that Huangfu Ling's ears turned red after she said this, so she raised her hand and pinched her ears with a smile on her face.

"Is this true? My bed is very small, will it be unfair to you?"

"What's wrong with that? We are husband...husband...husband and wife..."

Huangfu Ling's voice became lower and lower until it could no longer be heard. Yang Liu stopped teasing her and just got up and got another quilt from the cupboard and spread it out. Although she was extremely happy about Huangfu Ling's closeness, she still had to remain reserved.

"Go to sleep inside. It's cold and dewy at night. Don't get sick, General Huangfu. You are the hope of the whole army."

Yang Liu half-jokingly and half-seriously tucked Huangfu Ling's quilt, and lay down beside Huangfu Ling with her clothes on. Huangfu Ling stared at Yang Liu for a long time. Huangfu Ling liked strong people, those who were better than her in terms of strategy or force, and she admired them. For someone like Yang Liu, who had a gentleman's demeanor, a face comparable to Pan An, and many strategies, she would naturally be attracted to him.

Huangfu Ling felt the breathing of the person next to him gradually become steady. He leaned sideways and supported his head to look at the person in front of him. The person had picturesque eyebrows, long and dense eyelashes, thin lips, and even breathing, which made Huangfu Ling lose his mind.

She couldn't help but reach out and poke Yang Liu's cheek. The touch was soft, and Huangfu Ling's heart was beating like a deer. It was so quiet all around that she seemed to hear her own heartbeat.

She hastily withdrew her hand, but could not help looking back at the man who had become her husband. Three years was not long, nor was it short. Her heart was not made of stone, and it would be a lie to say that she was not attracted to him...

There was no conversation that night. Huangfu Ling finally suffered from insomnia. He had dark circles under his eyes and crawled out of the tent at daybreak.

This scene happened to be seen by Lin Fan who was passing by.