Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

However, Caiwei is not in the mood to admire handsome men now, she has other things on her mind.

"Nangong Yi, since arriving in Lingbei, how many times have you fought with the Mengnu people? What was the result?"

Hearing Caiwei mentioning business, Nangong Yi also became serious. He put down his chopsticks and sat upright and looked at Caiwei.

"We fought three times, and we all won. I originally planned to keep fighting, but we ran out of food and grass and had to stop the war."

Caiwei said: "I don't know how to fight, but I know that if there is a war, there will be casualties. I just want to ask you, is there any way to make the Mongolian slaves surrender without a fight? As long as they are willing to surrender to our Jin Dynasty, By paying tribute every year, this war will no longer need to be fought."

Nangong Yi smiled and said: "Tuoba Kui is a very courageous and ambitious person. He will never surrender without a fight. Even if we don't come to fight him, we will definitely do it when he becomes stronger." They are here to fight our Dajin, so, Weier, don’t worry about casualties. This is something that will happen sooner or later and has nothing to do with you.  "

Caiwei knew that this was Nangong Yi comforting her, telling her that this war and killing had nothing to do with her, and also telling her in disguise that it was impossible to win without fighting.

However, Caiwei feels that nothing is impossible in this world, just like what she often heard in her previous life: Nothing is difficult in this world, only those who are willing to do so.

Since this incident was caused by her, it is naturally up to her to solve it, but how to solve it?

She fell into depression...

After dinner, Nangong Yi told Caiwei to take a nap and rest while he went to inspect the camp. As soon as he left, Caiwei climbed onto the couch and fell asleep beautifully. She ran away on a white-haired tiger last night. One night, she had exhausted so much energy on the bed in the morning. She was already sleepy. Therefore, she even forgot about choosing a table. As soon as her head touched the pillow, she fell asleep beautifully.

Nangong Yi patrolled the camp for two hours and discussed the plan to attack the Mengnu with several generals. When he returned to the camp, it was already two hours later.

Caiwei had been sleeping so deeply that she didn't even hear the man come in.

Nangong Yi returned to the tent and saw Caiwei lying on the couch, covered with his quilt, sleeping deeply. Her fair and transparent face was peaceful and quiet, and her bright red mouth was slightly open, like an invitation. Flowers picked by people make people want to ravage them, and they are like red fruits that make people want to take a bite.

He sat down on the edge of the couch and stared at the girl on the couch. His long white hands couldn't help but touch the face that made him miss him so much. There was a gentle and lingering warmth in his charming eyes. .

While Caiwei was sleeping, she vaguely felt someone touching her. The hand was warm, with clear joints, and a familiar scent of ambergris. It was carefully stroking her cheek, tickling her eyelids. After a few movements, the long eyelashes shook like two small fans, and she opened her eyes.

"woke up?"

The man smiled softly, his smile was endearing.

Caiwei said "hmm" with a heavy bed-like sound in her voice. I half-opened my hazy eyes that had just woken up from sleep, blinking and blinking, unable to get the focus right, and couldn't figure out where it was for a moment...

The cute expression instantly killed the man's heroic heart. His heart beat violently several times, and his charming eyes looked at her for a moment, filled with tenderness that even he didn't notice.

"Uh...I'm going to cook for you."

After half a day, Caiwei woke up. She found that it was already dark outside, so she got up and wanted to cook for the man.