[Langya List] Picking new mulberries on Moshang

?Chapter 37

As the best army in Daliang, the Red Flame Army has always been brave and good at fighting on the battlefield, making the enemy frightened by their invincibility.

But when they competed, they encountered the Royal Legion, which is also the strongest team in Dayu, and its bravery was not inferior to Chiyan.

This battle is destined to be a dangerous situation for Chi Yan.

Either you die or I die, even if Lin Shu is reborn, even in the last life, Chi Yan won this battle in the end, Lin Shu dare not and cannot take it lightly.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and the slightest difference will bring unimaginable consequences.

Not only Lin Shu was aware of the difficulty of this battle, but Nihuang was also very aware of it.

Looking out of the window, due to the snowfall that has been falling for days, the sky and the earth are covered with white snow, and the sun shines on the ice and snow, bringing a cool and bright color. The snow on the ground is several inches deep, and the ankles are flooded when you step on it.

But this kind of scene is the most suitable for children to play snowball fights.

Listening to the laughter of children not far away, the cheerfulness seems to be able to drive away the cold of this winter in the most innocent way.

Nihuang couldn't help laughing when she heard that, but suddenly thought of Lin Shu who was far away at the border, and thought that it would be great if brother Lin Shu was here, and she could also have a snowball fight with him.

Brother Lin Shu's martial arts is very good, but he looks so clumsy when it comes to snowball fights.

Every time I was hit by my own snowball, I made it like a snowman piled on the ground.

She laughed heartily every time, and Lin Shu also smiled, but it was a smile that looked at her helplessly.

Nihuang was lost.

In fact, she didn't understand that it was Lin Shu who was giving way to her.

It's just that she couldn't help it every time, under Lin Shu's wings, relying on Lin Shu to pamper her, she was always so carefree and playful, it seemed that even if the sky fell, her brother Lin Shu would still protect her. Watch her and don't let her get hurt.

Thinking of this, Nihuang suddenly hated Lin Shu again.

Hate him for being so good to her that she can't seem to leave him anymore.

Because in this world, there will no longer be a young man who is as outstanding as Lin Shu, but who loves Mu Nihuang to the bone.

As Nihuang thought about it, she suddenly remembered that she hadn't finished embroidering the purse she had been embroidering since Lin Shu's expedition.

Quickly took out the purse from the basket, but looking at the rough appearance on it, Nihuang was a little discouraged.

What Nihuang hates the most is this female red. If you let her wield a knife and a gun, she is very good at it, but asking her to do embroidery is more difficult than drawing a duck on the ground with a sword.

but……

Touching the purse, Nihuang gritted her teeth and still picked up the needle and thread to embroider seriously.

Which husband has not received the love and purse of his wife?

This is not only to express my virtuousness to my husband, but also to express my heart.

Nihuang also wanted Lin Shu to have something embroidered with her own stitches and threads of love.

But this time, for some reason, there seemed to be an unspeakable panic fermenting in her heart, so that she accidentally pricked a small hole with her index finger.

Looking at the bright red blood drops soaked in the densely packed stitches in an instant, leaving only a bright red blood mark, in the eyes of Nihuang, it looks like a broken petal...

The panic that could no longer be suppressed flowed between the limbs, like a thin needle, winding a long silk thread, tightly pulling the internal organs, every inch of muscle and skin, as if it could move Inflict unspeakable pain.

Nihuang was at a loss, she never expected such a sudden situation, she thought she was sick, and just wanted to call for a doctor.

But there was someone who knocked on her door. Hearing the hasty knocks, Nihuang thought how could she be so anxious and so unruly?

But the hand on the table was tightly gripping the corner of the table, and the knuckles were still clearly blue and white on the back of the already fair hand.

"Come in."

Her voice was hoarse, which startled Nihuang too.

"Princess, I just received an urgent report from the frontline. The Red Flame Army fought fiercely with the Imperial Army, and both sides suffered heavy losses. Marshal Chi Yan..."

He seemed to feel that it was time to be tactful and roundabout at this time. After listening for a while, the visitor spoke again, "Young Marshal Chi Yan lost his message and hasn't returned yet."?