She believed that Zhao Yan would find this insult for Old General Lu.

...

"I have met Miss Du!"

As soon as the carriage entered the street, Du Wan'er heard the sound of flowing light sounding outside.

Du Wan'er lifted the curtain of the car and looked at Liuguang: "Where are you going?"

"Go back to the girl, the general will send his subordinates to the camp in the east."

Liu Guang replied honestly.

He and Feng Cai had already left the space, and they had eaten white fruits and had completely forgotten the space, but they could detect the changes in their bodies.

"Well, okay. Take a look at Fengcai by the way and ask her what she needs. I'll send someone to deliver it to her."

Du Wan'er said.

Yesterday on the first day of August, Du Wan'er asked Feng Cai to take Sixue and a team of only 100 people to Zhao Yan's camp in the east.

All of these hundred people were girls ranging from sixteen to twenty-five. They all joined voluntarily, including girls from nearby villages and girls from ordinary people in the capital.

Du Wan'er didn't recruit them in the form of recruiting soldiers, but instead came to find maids who can endure hardships and be flexible in their hands and feet.

After recruiting, I also agreed to these girls in advance that I could withdraw as long as I didn’t want to.

At the beginning, I found more than a hundred, but when I heard that Du Wan'er wanted to train them like soldiers, someone quit.

In the end, there were no more or less, and there were exactly one hundred left.

This number made Du Waner feel very curious.

"Well, I thanked the girl for Fengcai!"

Liuguang smiled.

"Wow, you haven't even brought our Fengcai home yet! Why do you thank me for her?"

Du Wan'er's rare good mood made her joke about Liu Guang.

Liuguang only touched his head and did not respond.

After saying a few more words, the two separated.

Du Wan'er asked Hongmei to return to the Hou's Mansion and went to the Prince's Mansion by herself.

Zhao Yan was writing something in the study at this moment. Hearing Du Wan'er's voice, he raised his head and said, "Wan'er, wait a moment, I'll finish writing here."

"Well, let's talk about it when you're done."

Du Wan'er nodded.

After Zhao Yan finished writing what he had in his hand, it was already a quarter of an hour later.

Zhao Yan got up, walked to Du Wan'er, supported the handle of the chair with both hands, and without saying a word, he came up to kiss Du Wan'er.

Du Wan'er was stunned by his sudden action.

Zhao Yan stopped shortly, left Du Wan'er's mouth, raised his hand and stroked Du Wan'er's bangs: "It's great, there are twelve days left, you will be my legitimate princess Zhao Yan!"

Du Wan'er glanced at Zhao Yan, pushed him away, took it without pushing it, and sat upright.

She knew that Zhao Yan was in a bad mood these days, and after the accident of the veteran General Lu, he had been feeling very uncomfortable.

She also knew that Zhao Yan must have regretted it. If it had passed earlier that night, perhaps the old general Lu would not have died.

But things have happened, and she didn't want to persuade her too much. For a person who feels very uncomfortable, he can only rely on his own adjustment. The more you persuade her, the more you mention this matter, it will make him feel even more uncomfortable.

"I also think it's very good. In the twelve days, all the things in the Yanwang Mansion, including you, the living king of Hell, are also my Du Wan'er!"

Du Wan'er reached out to lift Zhao Yan's chin and said seriously.
Chapter completed!