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"Then I'll bring you some food." Xian'a replied.

But Murong Chong shook his head, took the thing in her hand and put it aside, leaned over to her ear, and said softly: "I want you."

After finishing speaking, he put his arms around her waist, turned around and brushed off the pen and paper on the desk, and put her on it...

For a long time, there were only two figures hugging each other tightly.

After the tremors gradually subsided from the bodies of the two, Murong Chong still traced the slender red lips with his hands with some reluctance, his eyes sticking to them for a long time.

Xian'a turned her head away shyly, and said, "What's wrong with you today?"

Murong Chong rested his head on her shoulder and let out a long sigh: "This world will soon change."

Xian'a was stunned for a moment, knowing that the warmth that was about to disappear from her life, she still asked with a hint of hope in her heart: "Can we just stay away from this war like this?"

"Xian, as I said..."

"I know!" Xian'a hurriedly interrupted Murong Chong's words: "I won't stop you from doing anything, I just need to stay by your side."

Murong Chong looked at Xian'a's side face pretending to be strong, and finally could only say: "I'm sorry, I knew from the very beginning that I couldn't give you the life you want, maybe I shouldn't have brought you here."

Xian'a shook her head and refuted Murong Chong's words: "No, I was willing from the beginning. Even if the future is uncertain, we have spent so long together, haven't we? Chong, I have said it many times, I've never regretted it, so you don't have to say sorry, you just have to move in the direction you want."

"Xian Ah..." Murong Chong's words finally disappeared between the lips of the two...

Three days later, a carriage slowly drove out of Pingyang City. Murong Chong watched the carriage slowly turn into a little bit, and then disappeared from sight. After a long time, he turned around...

When he returned to the mansion, Murong Chong always felt a sense of loss. He knew that when he sent away Xian'a, what he sent away was his own peaceful life.

When Murong Chong was overwhelmed by sorrow, Zhao Hua showed up at the right time, and handed Murong Chong the letter from the capital, so that his wandering thoughts returned to his head.

After reading the letter, Murong Chong said to Zhao Hua: "Fu Jian recruits soldiers, raises food and grass, let alone a few months, we close the line now, isn't it too early?"

"It is precisely because our power is weak that we are about to take advantage of Qin's lack of time to recruit soldiers and act quickly. Otherwise, when they have time to notice the states and counties, we will have no chance."

Murong Chong nodded: "In that case, I will go with my husband."

However, Zhao Hua shook his head: "Young Master is still the prefect of Pingyang, so it is a bit bold to act like this. Although Qin is a bit overwhelmed, it is still too early to put everything on the bright side. Besides, Young Master is not Have you received any threats from General Murong? When Qin and Jin go to war, we will have nothing to worry about."

Murong Chong lowered his head to think, his gaze inadvertently landed on a corner of the desk, and then he remembered the letter he had forgotten.

Suddenly curious about the content of the letter, he opened his mouth to dismiss Zhao Hua: "Since this is the case, I still have to work hard for a few days, sir. If I can conquer the world in the future, I will never forget my kindness."

"Don't dare to do it, in the final analysis, Zhao is still because of his own selfishness."

When Murong Chong heard his words, he couldn't help laughing: "Since Mr. has such ability, why is it selfish not to sit in one place, but to help me accomplish things? Since Mr. wants to let the world see his talent, the former can also do it." Ah, isn't it?"

Zhao Hua didn't take Murong Chong's suspicion to heart, but said calmly: "If you let the young master ascend to the high position first, it will be more convenient for me to do it myself, isn't it?"

"Hahahaha..." It was rare for Murong Chong to smile so heartily: "In this way, I can trust sir."

"Since that's the case, Zhao will resign first."

Zhao Hua bowed slightly to Murong Chong, then retreated.It wasn't until the moment the door closed that the corners of Murong Chong's lips were raised, and the coldness in his eyes was no longer hidden.

He reached for the letter on the corner of the table and opened it to find extremely familiar handwriting. He should have forgotten this handwriting long ago, but seeing it at this moment awakened his distant memory.

Murong Chong read the letter almost holding back his anger, and threw it on the ground after reading it, not even thinking of burning it.

That elder sister who hadn't heard from her for almost ten years, wrote a letter to herself because of Fu Jian? !In order to allow himself to persuade Fu Jian to take back the sacred order of conquering Jin.Between the words, every word is really crying blood, and every sentence is heart-wrenching!What a sincere heart!

Let him persuade?His elder sister is really infatuated with Fu Jian!

Murong Chong sneered, and it took him a long time to suppress the surging anger in his heart.

Picking up the sword placed on the bookshelf, the depression in Murong Chong's heart can only be turned into physical strength at this moment...

In this cold winter, Murong Chong was sweating profusely. On the way back to the room to change clothes, his body temperature gradually dropped. He felt a little cold, and habitually thought of the time when Xian Ah added clothes for himself.

Murong Chong stopped and looked at the end of the corridor, thinking in his heart that if it was the past, Xian'a must have rushed over with his cloak, fearing that he would sweat all over and catch the wind.

Murong Chong pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, and now this person has been sent away by him, even though she was so unwilling when she left, even though she was willing to endure the chaos of war, he was still unwilling, his selfishness was not to keep her from getting hurt , but to allow himself to spill all the blood on the battlefield, or, on Fu Jian's corpse.

Murong Chong withdrew his thoughts and quickened his pace, letting the chill linger on his body for a moment less, maybe the so-called longing could linger for a moment less.

While everyone was preparing with trepidation and waiting for the upcoming battle, time passed everyone's life so quickly.

In August 383 A.D., ten months after Fu Jian ordered to attack Jin, a large army was assembled on the land of Daqin.

The 90-strong army spread densely over tens of thousands of miles, and the team had already stretched thousands of miles from Chang'an.The main force in front has almost reached the front line, while the troops in the rear have just arrived in Xianyang.On the river channels of the Yellow River, Han River, Ying River and other water systems, the fleet of grain and grass transported almost covered the river surface.

And in front of this team is the Great Qin King Fu Jian who put aside all differences and insisted on his own conquest!He was sitting in a golden-rooted mica cart pulled by six snow-white horses in the center of the [-] Habayashiro team.

On the eighth day of August, Fu Jian's team set out from Chang'an, and the 90 troops could not see the head and the tail.Fu Jian still remembered shouting loudly on the high platform, and the sound of response shook the world. After waiting for so long, at this moment, the battle is finally about to start!