"Master, the saint is almost out of order, the general is still in the northern frontier, do we want to ......?"

A small voice came from inside the room, which was brightly lit, casting two black figures on the window.

"Shh......h This kind of talk cannot be messed with. ”

Another voice scolded.

The two men in the room were silent and fell silent.

"You go and write a letter of resignation to the general, just say that your mother is slightly ill, and let him come back in a low-key manner."

"Yes, sir."

Yan Xiaomo listened to the conversation outside the window, still a little confused, confused.

What is this place, where is this?

She jumped out of the canna, her body was a little transparent, and this state should be in an invisible state.

Behind her, there is a clump of beautiful cannas, the most beautiful of which is probably her body.

It's just that she can't be too far away from her body, and the body can't be destroyed, otherwise she will be equivalent to a mission failure.

This round of tasks seems simple, but in fact there is a long way to go.

Yan Xiaomo walked in the direction of the house, only to see that the oil lamp in the house suddenly went out, and the footsteps were approaching, and someone inside was about to come out.

"Squeak", I saw a middle-aged man come out of the house, he didn't seem to see Yan Xiaomo, looked around and turned away.

Yan Xiaomo didn't go to the house, but turned around and returned to the main body.

It's not too early now, let's talk about something tomorrow.

The next morning, when the first rays of sunlight rose from the ground, Yan Xiaomo woke up.

On top of her petals stood fine dew, which gradually coalesced into a large one, and finally rolled to the ground and into the dirt.

Early in the morning, a gardener came to take care of the flowers, and there were people sweeping the floor in the yard, although the ground was not very dirty, only a few fallen leaves.

Everything seemed so peaceful.

Three days have passed in a flash, and in these three days, Yan Xiaomo really experienced what it means to be bored to death.

Until the morning of the fourth day, a cardamom girl wearing a pink dress appeared in this courtyard and successfully attracted Yan Xiaomo's attention.

"Uncle, uncle, I heard that Brother Yu is back? Is it true? ”

The girl in the pink dress ran into the house, her voice full of anticipation.

"Xiuxiu, who did you listen to?"

The old man's face changed, and his eyes looked at the woman in front of him tightly.

"Last night I dreamed that Brother Yu had returned."

"You can't talk nonsense, Yu'er will naturally come back when she should come back, don't take what you dream seriously."

The old man sighed and said, this child actually dreamed that Yu'er had returned.

But it's time for Yu'er to come back.

Yan Xiaomo felt that the woman named Xiuxiu seemed to be a little interesting to Xiang Yu.

The so-called thinking day and night dreaming, because all I thought about in my mind was Xiang Yu, so I dreamed of Xiang Yu at night.

However, Yan Xiaomo knew that Xiang Yu would definitely come back.

She had heard the conversation that night clearly, and now that she thought about it, the general they were talking about must be Xiang Yu.

Guo Xiuxiu sighed and came out of the room, during the time that Brother Yu was away, she was thinking about Brother Yu every day, and last night she really dreamed that Brother Yu was back.

"Xiuxiu, what's wrong with you?"

A man's voice sounded in the distance, and a white figure came from a distance.