Chapter one hundred and fifty-one

"Can't you?" Anping Yanxuan raised his chin and pretended to be calm and arrogant: "This is my army, can't I come?" "Well, come, come." Bai Mei bent his eyes: "This is not only your land, your army, but also your... person!" "Ah..." He blushed even more, explaining: "Yesterday's war, three days later, so these two days can be suspended, just want to come and see you." Bai Mei nodded and asked, "Have you used breakfast? Do you want to use some more?" Pointing to the small stool in the corner, he motioned Anping Yanxuan to sit down. While going to the tent, he lifted the curtain and shouted, "Heixuan, bring breakfast, two copies..." Without waiting for Anping Yanxuan's answer, he made the decision directly on his behalf. Anping Yanxuan looked at the pair of small stools placed together and suddenly asked: "These two days are still safe, it is better to let them rest..." "Who?" Bai Mei wondered. "I see that your account is still heavily guarded, and the sentry drills are still unabated..." He replied. After all, Bai Mei is still a man who can do whatever it takes to succeed. So when it comes to the war, Bai Mei's first thought is to break the contract-after three days of war, presumably within these three days will be more or less lax, if a raid... She moved her mind slightly and carefully tested: "We should also be vigilant in these three days. If they break their contract and sneak attack..." Words haven't finished, was pushed back. "How is it possible? Where can a country do such a thing to lose the face of its own country?" Anping Yanxuan said. To say, this era, indeed as expected is still primitive simplicity. To fight, one must find a grandiose excuse before one can fight. To make an appointment, it is necessary to make an appointment on the day when both sides will end their deployment before starting to fight. No one believes that someone will sneak attack. Is that an act of a big country? He looked suspiciously at Bai Mei for a long time, sighed and shook his head, not in his heart. Bai Mei looks up to heaven and never tires of cheating. Why can't you tell the truth of this idea? Has no one ever ambushed this world in history? Ever defaulted? She doesn't believe it. But no longer speak, Bai Mei felt that he needed to think again. So he stretched out his hand and twisted the powder, and began to put on his coat little by little in front of the bronze mirror. The emperor, who was left to one side, was frightened: "You, why are you still wearing makeup? I haven't seen you on weekdays..." Bai Mei rolled his eyes: "It's not all the general Lu you sent. Yesterday he was talking nonsense with me until dawn. Look at my dark circles under my eyes. I can't guess how to go out and let others see it later." After a pause, he pinched his voice and lowered his voice but raised his voice: "That white Hou is really timid. He was so scared that he couldn't even sleep when he heard about the coming war. His eyes were swollen... Lin Guo was worried..." His voice gradually trembled and mourned, but his face made some strange shapes by winking at him. Anping Yanxuan couldn't help but "sloped" for a while, but his hand became a fist, and his fingernails unconsciously pinched into the soft palm, leaving a deep mark, almost pinching blood. He suddenly realized that Bai Mei had always looked careless, but the bottom of his heart was... Over the years, he thought he had been very kind to her, but it seemed that he still made her suffer a lot. After eating a warm breakfast and sending away the emperor, Bai Mei's mood is still very tangled. Xiao Dongxi, who came to inquire about military affairs, sighed and brought her a cup of herbal tea. He said, "Bai Hou, not without it, but only mountain bandits would do this. Which general marshal is willing to ruin his reputation like this? Even if you win, the court will not be able to tolerate her any more..." Bai Mei bit her nails and felt that she might be too nervous to be confused, or she should trust these people who know the situation better than herself. However, Bai Mei is used to believing in himself, and Bai Mei is used to playing with authority when necessary. So Bai Mei's soldiers, like a joke in the eyes of others, still go out to exercise, stand guard, patrol, one can't be less... Fortunately, no one has complaints, this group of soldiers, after all, is Bai Meihua nearly three years, carefully trained. The first night was safe and peaceful. Listening to someone humming an inaudible hometown minor outside the account, Bai Mei slept soundly and got up the next morning with a good face. The next day, just at night, the soldiers had eaten except those who stood guard, patrolled and vigil, and drilled back into their curtains to clean up and rest. Bai Mei lit the oil lamp and was wondering whether to go to Anping Yanxuan to share supper and whisper in a whisper. However, he suddenly heard the sound of the horn. He was not surprised and hurriedly lifted the curtain to go out. There was a fire in the north of the barracks, which reflected half a day red. It seemed that the sun had just set down from the west and ran to the north to reveal half a face. Don't say how Bai Mei turned upside down for a while, but say that several generals in Ningde, Lu Fei, are talking in a curtains at this time. The army banned drinking. At this time, they were taking cold water instead of drinks and had a good time guessing games.