I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

Song Shixia was helpless: "It was originally like this, what happened to you?"

Lin Jin drank the soup in silence. What Song Shixia said was not wrong at all, but that was not why she was angry in the first place.

"What the second Miss Song said makes sense, but I am where I am today thanks to your help, otherwise I would still be wasting time. You deserve this thank you." Yin Fushu quickly came to his senses, and the burden in his heart was lifted a lot.

"Ms. Yin, forget about the past events from today onwards. They are insignificant things, so you don't need to keep them in your heart." Song Shixia could think of the pressure Yin Fushu had been under in the past few years. "You didn't steal anything from me, so you don't have to feel guilty about it."

Yin Fushu suppressed his outward emotions and said, "Let's resolve the grudge and untie the knot. It will be good if Miss Song Er is not angry anymore."

After leaving Yin Fushu's house, Lin Jin didn't say much, and kept thinking about what Song Shixia said.

"It seems to me that there is something wrong between you two." Song Shixia noticed that there seemed to be something strange between Lin Jin and Yin Fushu from the beginning, "Ah Jin?"

"Here!" Lin Jin felt a chill down his spine when he was suddenly called. He looked at Song Shixia's smiling eyes and lowered his head awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I was a little angry at that time. I was wrong."

Song Shixia was angry and helpless: "Ajin, you can't do this. Birth, aging, illness and death are normal for human beings. You can't be trapped in resentment because of this. If my memory can help Miss Yin, I will naturally be willing to do so."

Lin Jin pursed her lips. What she cared about was not this, but Xiang Lian's words that as long as Song Shixia was not dead, the spirit of Wenqu would not subside. She could not let it go.

"I know." Lin Jin hid all her thoughts and smiled at Song Shixia, "I won't do that again, don't worry, Sister Shixia. But the soup cooked by Sister Fushu is so delicious, I forgot to ask her for the recipe."

"You." Song Shixia knew that Lin Jin was trying to change the subject, but she didn't say anything else. "Come to think of it, I should call you Sister Jin now, right?"

"Ah?" A mask of pain appeared on Lin Jin's face. She felt uncomfortable when she thought of Song Shixia calling her sister-in-law. "No, no, you can't change your words."

"Why?" Song Shixia was a little puzzled. She heard that her brother and Lin Jin had never slept together. "You and your brother don't have a good relationship, which doesn't seem like it."

"No, this matter is another matter. I just don't want to hear you call me sister-in-law." Lin Jin hugged her arm, "Let's talk about each other. Song Shiqiu is Song Shiqiu, and Sister Shixia is Sister Shixia. I don't want to change the relationship between you and me because of Song Shiqiu."

Song Shixia couldn't help laughing: "Silly Ajin, even if the name changes, the feelings between you and me will not change."

Lin Jin still shook her head frantically: "No, it's just different. If you call me sister-in-law, it will make me feel that if Song Shiqiu and I are not together, your relationship with me will also end. No, no, no matter what happens between me and Song Shiqiu, you are still my sister Shixia."

Song Shixia was helpless and felt sympathy for his brother in his heart. It seemed that the two of them still had a long way to go before they could truly achieve a happy ending.

After the spring examination, good news kept coming from the north. After Geshu Ying was captured alive by Xi Lilong, the morale of the Turks plummeted. Xia Zhengan led his troops and Su Chengan to attack the Turks from the front and back, using their own tactics to defeat them, and the Turks fled in all directions.

The war lasted until the end of April, when Daxia's cavalry finally broke through the Turkic tent. This time, the Turks had no room to breathe.

On the day the army returned to the capital, not only were the streets of the capital packed with people, but even the restaurants were almost always crowded. At the front was Xia Zhengan, and next to him was Yang Muer, the holy woman of the Uighurs. Following closely behind him were the two main generals, Su Chengan and Xi Lilong. Because Xia Zhengan did not act like an emperor, fruit sachets and other things were thrown at them one after another.

"Sister Xi! Yang Mule!" Lin Jin waved frantically at Xi Lilong while sitting in the private room of Tingyu Tower, but her voice had long been drowned out by the voices of others, and she didn't know whether Xi Lilong could see her.

Xi Lilong's gaze met Lin Jin's accurately, but he quickly retracted it. Although many people did not know that the leader was the current emperor, they still had to be cautious so that any assassins could be discovered in time.

But soon she turned around and looked at Lin Jin again, or to be more precise, at Song Shixia beside Lin Jin, and then turned her head back as if she had seen a ghost.

Su Cheng'an was injured on the battlefield while rescuing the emperor. His right arm was bandaged. He controlled the horse with one hand. He noticed that something was wrong with Xi Lilong and moved closer to her without leaving a trace. "What's wrong? Did you find someone wrong?"

"No, it's a ghost." Xi Lilong calmed his expression. Maybe it was just that they were similar in appearance.

Su Chengan: “?”

Lin Jin continued to look at the team behind, searching for Xun Mian and the others, until she found Xun Mian and Feng Yuge in the crowd. She happily pointed at the group of people wearing her specially made nurse uniforms and said, "Sister Shi Xia, look, those are the people I brought up."

She called out Xunmian and the others' names, waved at them, and then counted them in her mind. She was even happier to see that no one was missing: "That's great, they all came back safely."

"Everyone looks very energetic." Song Shixia looked at those people with a smile.

The emperor's triumphant return would certainly require rewards, and civil officials such as Song Shiqiu became busy preparing for the celebration banquet. Naturally, the military medical tent was not eligible to attend the celebration banquet, but now most of the military medical tent were people from the Divine Doctor Valley and those nurses, so Lin Jin directly held a banquet in Tingyu Tower to welcome them.

After Lin Jin had arranged everything, she went back to find Song Shixia and the others to eat hotpot together. After all, she could only call out the names of the nurses in the military medical tent, and she didn't know any of the others, so there was no need to stay there.

"Sister Shixia, please try this fish tofu. I love it." Lin Jin didn't eat it herself, but kept picking up food for Song Shixia. However, no one paid attention to her.

Luo Wensheng was also eating hot pot for the first time, and he found it a bit novel. He imitated Fang Zhining and ate it: "It's quite interesting."

The destruction of the Turks meant that Daxia would be peaceful for a long period of time. The entire capital was as joyful as if it was New Year's Day. Lights were lit everywhere, making the capital brightly lit.

The palace banquet ended after three rounds of drinking. When Song Shiqiu came out of the palace, he was accompanied by a drunk Su Chengan.

"Song Shiqiu, why? Why can you, with your high position and power, marry a beautiful woman, but I can't?" Su Cheng'an's face was red, and it was unclear whether it was because of drinking or crying. "I thought, I thought she meant she promised me something, and I can come to propose marriage when I come back."

Song Shiqiu rubbed his eyebrows. He had drunk a lot today and didn't want to pay attention to Su Chengan, the drunkard, but this man insisted on following him, as if he wanted to pour out all his grievances to him.

"Why does God favor you so much? Why am I so miserable? I have no family, and now I can't even find my lover." Su Cheng'an couldn't cry, so he could only howl like this.

Song Shiqiu didn't know what Xi Lilong had said to this reckless man: "If you are insane, I can reluctantly call a doctor for you."

Su Chengan's voice choked and he sighed: "Song Shiqiu, Duan E is dead, and now you are the only colleague I can fully trust."

During those years of fighting, some of his original companions died, some were wounded and returned to their hometowns, and in the end only Duan E was left, and Duan E also left.

"And there is Xi Qi." Song Shiqiu added.

Su Chengan: “…”

He wants to kill Song Shiqiu, the guy who always exposes other people's scars!