165, it's me

Looking at Sun Jingbang with a little surprise, Lin Yarong didn't know what to say for a moment. It's just an idea in his heart, and the man is doubting her.

After seeing her speak for a long time, the uneasiness and anxiety in Sun Jingbang's eyes became more and more serious.

"Yarong..."

"If... Mojilu bullied me, what would you do if he dared to ask the marquis?" Lin Yarong interrupted Sun Jingbang's words. Although there was not much expression on his face, there was already dissatisfaction in his tone.

Sun Jingbang didn't say anything for a long time. I don't know how long it took. He suddenly reached out and held Lin Yarong tightly in his arms and said nothing.

Youyou sighed in her heart, and Lin Yarong couldn't tell what her mood was at this time. In short, it was very complicated and very complicated.

Looking up at Sun Jingbang, Lin Yarong whispered, "I'm fine. I'm fine." Just six simple words, she thought Sun Jingbang would understand.

If someone comes in at this time, you will definitely see such a scene - two people are quietly hugging each other. Although they don't say anything to each other, the feeling of peace of mind will be inexplicably touching. It is a kind of unspeakable and slightly sad emotion.

Changsu took a breath, and Lin Yarong said, "Actually, we came down from Wolf Mountain. Mojiru could catch me several times, and even he had a chance to catch me when I was injured later. If Mojiru's bow and arrow were raised a little higher, it would hit my heart, but at that time... I was sure that he saw me, so I also saw his bow down slightly before shooting, which showed that he didn't want my life.

When Sun Jingbang heard this, he thought of Lin Yarong's previous words and said, "That means that Mojilu deliberately let you see the artillery at the beginning?"

"Yes, I think so. According to his usual habits, he would never let five unknown Central Plains take me up the mountain alone. What's more, although he issued a killing order, it was just for Ashana, because Mojiru knew that Ashana would not hurt me.

Sun Jingbang frowned: "Since you have always insisted that Mojiru doesn't want to fight this war, why did he do this? According to the detective's report, Wei Mo's army and the 12th Grassland Department went 15 miles east before this evening, and Mojilu is now less than 50 miles away from the Wanli Pass. Speaking of this, Sun Jingbang did not hide his depressed look.

seemed to feel his inner burden. Lin Yarong gently kissed Sun Jingbang's face as a sign of comfort. She whispered, "Why is the marquis so confused at this time? Haven't you seen that Mojiru is pretending? If he really wants to fight, why not launch an offensive? Doesn't he know that our 300,000 reinforcements haven't arrived yet?

What does it look like?

Sun Jingbang didn't understand at first. To be honest, Lin Yarong's words made him more and more confused. The matter in front of him was completely out of his mind. However, seeing that Lin Yarong was so sure, Sun Jingbang thought about it again and had to admit that Lin Yarong's words were reasonable. He also said before that Mojiru is not a kind person, not the kind person who talks to you about benevolence, righteousness and morality. With the help of artillery, Mojiru really has no reason not to attack.

So...

Well, Lin Yarong is right.

"Mojiru wants to borrow my hand to counterattack Changdu!" Sun Jingbang suddenly said such a sentence.

Lin Yarong laughed and said, "I don't know whether to counterattack or not, but Mojiru wants more than that. He is a greedy man." Speaking of this, Lin Yarong didn't know what to think of, and her face was thoughtful.

Do you want to ask Sun Jingbang if he really wants to fight this war? Sun Jingbang has only one answer, that is - no. He has experienced the war and also knows what the war is about. The victory or defeat of the war is the victory or defeat of the superior ruler, but there is always only one thing that brings to ordinary people - pain, endless pain, and that kind of pain Sun Jingbang knows best, because there is a deep wound in his heart, which is a use A wound that can never be healed for a lifetime.

Seeing that Sun Jingbang's eyes were complicated, although he didn't know what he was thinking, Lin Yarong seemed to feel something from his tighter and tighter hand. Lin Yarong gently hugged the man in front of her. She wanted to warm Sun Jingbang's wounded heart with the warmth on her body.

The two haven't spoken for a long time. Just as Lin Yarong was about to fall asleep, Sun Jingbang suddenly said, "If so, let's move faster. If Mojiru changes his mind, this war must continue."

It seemed that she was hit by something in her head. Lin Yarong suddenly opened her eyes, and then she immediately understood what Sun Jingbang meant. What if Mojiru changed his mind? If Mojiru finds that this war is not like the war five years ago, will the man change his mind when Mojiru finds that Weimo's army will be in a favorable position in this war? Is it more attractive to be a hegemon of the Central Plains than a grassland sweat?

"Then who are you going to send?" If it hadn't been for Sun Jingbang's words, Lin Yarong would not have thought so deeply before. When she realized this possibility, she couldn't help but get nervous.

Sun Jingbang was about to open his mouth when Xu Ming's voice came from outside the account: "Marquis, someone asked to see his wife."

consciously, Lin Yarong looked up at Sun Jingbang. Who wants to see her in the middle of the night?

Obviously, Sun Jingbang also had the same idea. After a slight pause, Sun Jingbang bowed his head and asked Lin Yarong, "Do you want to see it?" If it's an unaffaired person, Sun Jingbang doesn't want Lin Yarong to be tired.

After saying such a long time, Lin Yarong was also really sleepy. After hesitating for a long time, she whispered, "See you." She thought that at such a very moment, if it was not a matter, no one should ask to see her at this time.

Sun Jingbang got up and got out of bed, took a big cloak and tied it to Lin Yarong before ordering Xu Ming to let people in.

It was a mysterious man wrapped in a black cloak. Because he couldn't see his appearance clearly, Lin Yarong didn't know whether he was a man or a woman, whether he was an enemy or a friend, but the figure was not too high, but a little small. I'm afraid he was a woman.

After looking at it for a while, Lin Yarong whispered, "Who are you?"

After waiting for a while, a subtle voice containing too much worry came: "Madam, it's me."

When the sound came to her ears, Lin Yarong couldn't help but be stunned. She... Did she hear it correctly? This familiar voice is--