Chapter 480

They left the meeting room and went to their yard side by side. Lengsa glanced at Fu Fengcheng walking beside him.

Fu Fengcheng stopped, took her hand, looked down at her, didn't speak, lengsa smiled, stepped forward, hugged his waist, looked up and said, "you're going to war." this is a statement rather than a question.

Fu Fengcheng nodded silently, "I will return as soon as possible..."

"Pay attention to safety." the two voices sounded at the same time and soon became silent again.

Lengsa leaned against his chest and repeated what he had just said, saying, "pay attention to safety."

Fu Fengcheng nodded and said, "I know. Don't worry. I'll be back soon."

Lengsa sighed softly. "Unfortunately, Dad won't let me go with you. Forget it... Dad is right. The small stone is still small. We can't both go. It's hard to be left behind children. The small stone can only be regarded as a left behind baby at most. Why does it feel more pitiful?

Fu Fengcheng raised his hand and stroked her hair. He said softly, "rustle, don't worry, I'll be fine."

Lengsa wanted to say something, but finally he could only be silent.

If she went with Fu Fengcheng or herself, she wouldn't be so worried, but Fu Fengcheng was always restless in her heart when she went to the battlefield alone, even if she knew that Fu Fengcheng was better than her, and the war was much more powerful than her.

I really love him, Leng ye thought silently in his heart.

Although Fu dujun had decided to send troops to Jiazhou, it was not immediately possible to set out.

After all, Jiazhou is the territory of the Liang family. It is far away. The Fu family can't successfully defeat Qujing and recapture Jiazhou by a sudden sneak attack. I'm afraid it will give people the impression that the Fu family took advantage of others' danger to rob the territory of the Liang family.

At that time, Fu dujun will not do anything that can't get good by himself but get fishy.

Therefore, governor Fu had no problem with Zhang Tong's arrangement. He was also a confidant of governor Fu's army in his early years. Although he was not as qualified as Yao Guan and song Boang, he was also one of the top figures in the army of the six southern provinces. Naturally, he would not rely on his old age at this time.

Late at night, many people still didn't sleep in Fu's backyard.

The army will start early tomorrow morning, but lengsa's heart is a little heavy.

Leng ye asked himself that she was not a sticky person, but at this time, she found that she was really reluctant to leave Fu Fengcheng. They will be married for two years soon. Think about it carefully. They have never been separated in these two years.

This reluctance to part with his family, friends and comrades in arms is a completely different feeling, which makes Leng Ye's mood very bad.

In the room, lengsa is sitting on the sofa to disassemble the guns in his hand, and several guns of various styles are placed on the tea table in front of him.

Cold SA likes to play with guns when he is in a bad mood, and these are what Fu Fengcheng usually uses.

To be exact, Fu Dashao is an all-round player. There are almost no weapons he can't use and is not good at, but like lengsa, he will still collect some weapons that he prefers or have outstanding performance.

When Fu Fengcheng came out with a small stone, he saw that she was loading a gun. His slender fingers flew over. Almost ten seconds later, a complete gun appeared in her hand.

"I changed this gun myself last year. The research institute has not decided whether to finalize the design and mass production. What do you think?" lengsa asked.

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "it's very good. It's much better than the original performance. The reason why the Institute didn't decide to mass produce is that they want to hold on to rifles and other firearms first, not guns."

Leng SA nodded. She also knew that pistols on the battlefield could not compare with other guns and weapons after all.

Lengsa put the gun in his hand aside, took a military dagger next to him, and then looked up at Fu Fengcheng.

Fu Fengcheng came to her and sat down. He patted her vest. "It will end soon. Don't worry."

Lengsa smiled and pinched his little hand holding the small stone. It's late. Although little stone hasn't fallen asleep yet, he is a little sleepy. He just looks at her with watery eyes.

Leng SA said, "I don't worry. I have carefully selected and maintained the gun and knife. Remember to bring them tomorrow."

Fu Fengcheng nodded and called the nanny to take away the small stone whose eyes had been half narrowed, and then stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms. "It's going to be hard for the rest of the time."

Lengsa looked up at him and said with a smile, "what am I working hard at home? Worry about yourself."

Fu Fengcheng shook his head and said, "my father asked you to stay in the hope that you could help him. I'll leave Su Ze to you and don't bother myself." although my wife always said she was lazy, once something really happened, she always tried her best to do her best. Obviously, some people pursue perfection too much, which is not bad, but it will be very hard.

Lengsa blinked, "I? Help the supervisor..." she thought it was better to let her go out to fight, and Fu Fengcheng stayed.

Fu Fengcheng said in a deep voice, "although his father's injury last year was better, it was still......" lengsa understood that Fu dujun was nearly sixty years old after all, and he was also badly hurt at that time.

Although it seems that he has recovered later, how can people at this age have such good recovery ability as when they were young? I'm afraid there are still some problems, but these things must not be known to outsiders.

Lengsa said, "don't worry, I'll watch at home. There's only one thing... Pay attention to your safety and don't get hurt." before Fu Fengcheng spoke, lengsa saw that lengsa had held his face in both hands and smiled, "especially, don't hurt his face. Otherwise... I don't want you."

"..." Fu Fengcheng raised his hand, took her hand holding her face, and said, "madam, do you think I look good?"

Lengsa admitted generously, "I always thought you were very good-looking."

It's true that Mrs. Fu Shao never hesitate to admit that she likes beauty and is satisfied with Fu Dashao's appearance.

"Only like my face?" Fu Dashao seemed dissatisfied. Lengsa lay on his shoulder and smiled happily with a bit of cunning. "I like my face best. Don't you like my face?" Mrs. Fu Shao is the first beauty in Yong city. Oh, now it can also be regarded as the first beauty of Anxia.

This name was given by those newspapers and magazines. Of course, it doesn't mean that the face of Mrs. Fu's family is really beautiful enough to beat all over Anxia, but that she is the most famous, beautiful and dazzling young woman in Anxia.

Fu Fengcheng stared at her, smiled and looked at the ground for a while, slightly raised her small jaw to look at him, and said in a deep voice, "what do you want for this wonderful three life luck?" he bowed his head and gently covered the pair of bright red diamond lips.

He leaned over and picked up the man. The sudden sense of suspension made lengsa reflexively hook his shoulder.

Fu Fengcheng picked her up and walked into the inner room. A moment later, a red faced voice sounded in the room.

The light in the outer room is still on, and the warm yellow light quietly shines on the daggers and guns on the table. The hot and lingering sound seems to dye the cold light on the original dagger with a light warm color.

In the courtyard outside the window, red roses bloom tightly in the moonlight, and the charming fragrance of flowers is winding in the night.

Before dawn in the morning, Fu Fengcheng came out of the nursery. Yuan Ying and the nanny were standing at the door, waiting.

In the room, little stone was still sleeping soundly. He didn't know that his father was going on a long trip.

"Big little."

Fu Fengcheng nodded slightly and said, "take good care of yunqi."

The nanny quickly nodded and said yes. She was relieved to see Fu Fengcheng walking in front of her. She looked at Yuan Ying and walked back to the room.

Fu Fengcheng walked into the bedroom, the bed was still sleeping.

Under the faint light, the delicate face looks quiet and beautiful. The long curly hair was scattered around the pillow and exposed outside. The white jade clavicle was covered with ambiguous red marks.

Fu Fengcheng sat by the bed, his eyes gently looking at the woman on the bed, slowly bent over and fell a little butterfly kiss beside the beautiful clavicle.

There were two very light knocks outside the door, "big or small, it's time to go."

Fu Fengcheng looked at lengsa and was silent for a moment before he stood up, took the hat placed next to him, put it on, bent over and pulled the sliding thin quilt up to cover her exposed skin, turned and went out.

Xu Shaoming stood at the door and watched Fu Fengcheng come out. He raised his hand and saluted respectfully. "It's time to start, young man."

There was no grand farewell ceremony for the army. In order not to attract too much attention, but also to arrange the marching time, the army had gathered and set out one after another in the early morning.

On the contrary, they are a little late and have to catch up now.

Fu Fengcheng nodded and said, "let's go."

"Yes." Xu Shaoming answered and stepped aside. Fu Fengcheng looked back at the door behind him and strode out. Xu Shaoming immediately followed up.

In the room, lengsa, who was sleeping deeply, had already sat up.

Lan Jing came in and looked at her. For a moment, she hesitated. "Madam, Dashao has said goodbye to the supervisor and is going to start."

Leng SA nodded, "I see." he got up and got out of bed, casually pulled some loose silk robes and walked towards the dressing room.

Lan Jing was puzzled. "Young lady, why don't you give me a free gift?" it was different from her impression that some husbands were about to go to war.

A cold voice came from the dressing room, "he doesn't like parting, and I don't like it either."

After a moment of silence, I heard Leng SA say, "prepare the car, I'm going out."

"Yes." Lan Jing sighed in her heart and answered softly.