"The marshal probably needs a woman to help you distract others. As for who this woman is, it doesn't make any difference." She is very aware of current affairs. Now, in front of this high-ranking imperial marshal, she is just the sheep that he brought back from the Leng family. As for who is it used to distract...

She smiled. At present, there is too little information to be detected, and she does not have the ability to tell fortunes for the blind.

Hemo looked at her indifferent expression, turned his head, and gently hooked his chin.

It's a pity that such a clever little girl is only sixteen years old.

"You're at home, and you're not taken seriously." He understated her situation and named her directly.

Of course, judging from how she got along with her brother and sister this evening, she was indeed the one who was not welcome. However, when did he have time to take care of other people's housework?

Leng Yiyao opened her eyes wide and stared silently, only to feel that there was something in his words.

"Why don't you join the army and leave your family from now on. In this way, you will no longer have to be controlled by your family. What do you think?" Frey was twelve years old and grew up in the army. Now, at only nineteen years old, his military rank has been looked up to by many people. He didn't believe that with her character, she could endure being coldly treated in a merchant family like the Leng family.

"Marshal is trying to kidnap me into the world?" Leng Yiyao blinked her eyes, unable to keep up with his routine.

As far as she knows, in this world, soldiers are still dominated by men. Especially within the empire. No matter where, the temperament of male superiority and inferiority is carved into the bones. It's not that women join the army, but they are too independent and rarely get support from their families. not to mention…….

She looked down at her thin arms and legs now.

Speaking of which, she still keeps the things engraved in her bones, but she has finally been reborn to an identity where she does not need to fight for her life every day, so why does she need to toss herself?

"You are not a stable person." He slowly raised his right hand, casually, as if he was enjoying a cup of afternoon tea in the afternoon, but he saw that his index and middle fingers were slightly close together. in her forehead.

At that moment, her heart skipped a beat, only to feel a numb electric current running through her body.

She looked at him quietly, looking at what to say.

"Knock-"

Suddenly there were two knocks on the door of the bedroom.

The quiet atmosphere between the two was like being thrown into the bottom of a pebble lake, and it swayed suddenly, sparkling.

Leng Yiyao looked down at her nails and didn't say anything. Homer looked away and said lightly to the door: "What's the matter?"

Frey at the door pursed his lips and whispered: "Marshal, the military doctor and Zhai Mu are just outside the door, would you like to meet?"

According to the schedule, the marshal will leave D city early tomorrow morning. Lu Chen was blocking the door and making such a fuss, wasting so long. As soon as leave tomorrow, some things will not be confirmed on the spot.

Naturally, he didn't forget the original intention of the marshal to come to D city, so he carefully reminded him in case things changed.

Zhai Mu?

Leng Yiyao, who was sitting on Hemo, was stunned for a moment.

Why is this name so familiar?

Isn't that the man Lu Ming met by chance on the night Lu Ming died?

Hemo's eyes were slightly cold, and he quietly looked at the surprised look in the eyes of the woman on his lap, and smiled softly...