Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

However, although he hated what they did, he couldn't help but worry about them. His father was furious, his mother was grounded, Chaoyang was married, and both of them were now in dire straits and in danger. He couldn't just sit idly by and ignore them. After all, they were his twenties. Relatives who have been relying on each other for many years.

"Weier!"

There was a hint of apology in Nangong Yi's voice: "I'm sorry on their behalf. I know they did too much to you, but they are my relatives and I can't ignore them. However, I can promise you , they will never target you again in the future, and I will not give them another chance!"

Caiwei said softly, "Yeah" and said in her heart, "I won't give them another chance!" ’

Although they are Nangong Yi's relatives, she will not indulge them without limit just because. The last time they plotted against her, she did it because the man was not as knowledgeable as them because of the man's face. If there is a next time, no matter who she is, She will never show mercy!

It was getting very late, and Nangong Yi would lead his troops to set off tomorrow morning. Caiwei didn't want to affect his rest, so she got up and left, planning to go back to the city.

Nangong Yi also stood up and insisted on sending her back. Caiwei couldn't resist him, so she followed him out of the tent one after another and walked outside.

At ten o'clock in the night, the military camp was quiet. The soldiers abided by military discipline and rested in the tent. There were lighting or torches everywhere outside the tent. The patrolling soldiers had serious faces and were patrolling the military camp vigilantly to ensure that everyone You can sleep peacefully.

This was the first time Caiwei came to the soldiers' camp. Although she did not see the soldiers of the two countries fighting on the battlefield, after hearing Nangong Yi's explanation, she realized that the ancient confrontation between the two armies was different from what she had imagined. .

In the past, when she was still in modern times, she had seen a scene of a battle between two armies in a costume TV series. First, someone called for formation, and then the coaches of the two sides came out to fight. Then the soldiers and horses from both sides rushed forward to fight each other, but there were still A unified person gave orders, with horns and military flags. At that time, she thought, what kind of command was needed? If you can beat her, just fight hard, if you can't beat Sayazi, just run away.

"You're talking about a group fight, not a war!"

Nangong Yi laughed when he heard her opinion. Seeing that she was very interested in these military matters, he helped her popularize some basic knowledge about war.

The two of them were talking and walking, and unknowingly they reached the outside of the camp. They saw Zhui Feng had prepared the carriage and was sitting on the shaft with a cold face, waiting to send him off to pick Wei.

"Nangong Yi, if you want to lead the troops out tomorrow, don't send me off. It's the same thing if you let Ben Bo Erba see me off."

The corner of Zhui Feng's mouth twitched and he almost fell off the shaft of the car.

She also called him Benbo Erba, this damn woman...

Nangong Yi held her hand and pulled her into the car.

"The march is important, but the lady is even more important. If something happens to the lady, why is Nangong Yi still fighting this battle?"

Already in the carriage, Nangong Yi hugged Caiwei on his lap and rubbed against her.

When he was at the camp just now, he was so shocked by what happened to his mother and Chaoyang that he forgot to be intimate with her. He would be leaving early tomorrow morning. He didn't know when he would see her next, so he had to take the opportunity to be intimate with her for a while. , to understand the lovesickness in the future.

Caiwei blushed and sat in his arms, letting his lips roam carefully on her delicate and white cheeks and neck, and finally fell on her delicate lips.

This time, he did much better than yesterday. He was no longer blindly aggressive, but relaxed and advanced and retreated appropriately.