Tongluo
Tongluo is a beautiful woman, which Junxu understands very well. What Junxu doesn’t understand is why this beautiful woman is so interested in her. She is the princess, yes, but she has already been the princess for a long time. Under her command, the army has suffered from shortages of food and clothing, and there has been a shortage of medicine, which almost cost her her life.
Junxu doesn’t like being in charge, and she doesn’t like being the boss. If she did, she would definitely be living a good life in the past, with a huge following, and she wouldn’t have to worry about Zhu Ying and the rest.
Unfortunately, she can’t leave, because Cai Han likes it. Seeing that happy face, Junxu can’t leave. When you’ve been loved like that, what reason is there to just walk away?
What she did for Caihan’s happiness was far better than what Caihan endured for her. Being with him and seeing him so happy made Junxu feel at ease. What’s the big deal if she sees Tongluo? As long as he can be that happy, Junxu felt that the world was full of flowers and birds, and the light was overflowing.
‘Your Highness, you’re here.’
“Grand Marshal.’
‘Sit.”
Junxu sat down and the meeting began. Due to the fierce battle situation, the debate was also fierce. Junxu moved to the corner without saying a word and sat there, looking out through the tent curtain.
The light in her tent was on, shining a warm orange glow under the dark blue sky. What was Caihan doing? She supposed that the meal had already been set up and was waiting for her to return.
He will be sitting at the table, resting his head in one hand, staring intently at the tent entrance. If I don’t come here, I will pick up his food for him. Caihan likes mushrooms. Junxu’s eyes are so gentle they could almost drip, and the corners of his sharp lips are slightly upturned. Caihan likes meat, but he doesn’t eat any. He says he doesn’t like it, and picks it out to save for Junxu.
My Caihan is so thin that he cries tears of happiness at the slightest thing. Junxu subconsciously reached out his hand, but it stopped in mid-air. He felt that something was wrong, so he tilted his head to one side and noticed that the tent was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. More than ten pairs of eyes were fixed on Junxu, who looked as if he had developed a nervous tic. Even Junxu, with his thick skin, couldn’t help but feel a flash of embarrassment.