C382 Homesickness want to go home early

Zuo Pianfan said gently as he looked at her, his eyes filled with deep pity.

"It's fine. I'll be fine after a short rest."

She glanced at him and felt pain in her chest. Although it was lighter than the last few times, it was still too cold. Her stomach swelled and her head felt dizzy. Fortunately, the pain in her chest was only for a minute or two. She didn't want him to know that she hadn't mentioned it yet.

As he said that, Zuo Pianfan reached out his arms and pulled Yao Sisi into his embrace, "Sleep for a bit, I'll cover your stomach with my hands first."

Yao Sisi responded with a low voice before placing her head on his chest. Feeling the warmth coming from his chest, she very comfortably closed her eyes, and Zuo Pianfan's warm palm pressed against her flat lower abdomen. The swelling pain gradually disappeared, and Yao Sisi's breathing became more and more stable as he slowly fell into a deep sleep.

"Sisi, it feels so good to hug you. You know, even at this moment, I can't believe it's real. Don't worry, I'll take good care of you."

Zuo Pianfan whispered into her ear, and just like that, a warm feeling started to slowly circulate around her neck. Feeling Yao Sisi's body twisting, her lips slowly pursed up in her sleep. The corner of his mouth curled up into a very light smile as he stared at her without blinking. Xuanyuan Yi's eyes were as deep as the ocean. After a long while, he bent down and pressed a light kiss onto her somewhat pale lips. He reached out his hand and grabbed Yao Sisi's five fingers. He leaned his head against the carriage and narrowed his eyes.

When he woke up again, Zuo Pianfan was no longer by his side, and for no reason, Yao Sisi's heart was filled with a feeling of loss. He got up and took off the cotton blanket and opened the curtain.

"Fourth Palace Master, you're awake!"

"Well, where's the ice?"

Yao Sisi asked lazily, as she pointed to the south, "Master is over there."

He looked in the direction that Bi You was pointing in. It was a pavilion in the mountain, surrounded by a dozen or so peach trees. At this time of the year, the peach blossoms had yet to bloom, and only a few flower buds could be seen on the branches of the tree. The emerald green light was not lacking in eyes and the scenery around was extremely beautiful. However, the most beautiful thing was still the green-clothed Zuo Pianfan, who was standing with his hands behind his back, and from the side, one could tell that he was sighing with emotion. Only, his expression was very solemn, and also very blurry, as if he was thinking about something. Sensing her approach, he tilted his head and said, "Sisi, you're awake."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing. I'm just a little homesick. Sisi, let's go back after the war, okay?"

Yao Sisi replied without thinking, "Mn, alright, I haven't been home for a long time. At that time, we will head back gloriously with the second brother. "

He fell silent, and somewhat dejectedly said, "I didn't do anything, so how am I going to get back in glory? It's true that I'm basking in your light."

As the prince of a country, he didn't come to the battlefield to fight, but to chase after her. At this time, the others were on the battlefield killing while he was behind them, living a peaceful life. If he didn't come, then it would have been alright. But he came without a care for the greater picture.

"Do you regret staying with me?"

Yao Sisi took a detour and stood in front of him. She somewhat understood what he was thinking.

Zuo Pianfan pointed at the center of Yao Sisi's brows, "Alright, don't think too much, I am not regretting it. I am worried that in the future, someone will say that you are married to a Prince who fears death, and will lose face for you."

Hearing that, Yao Sisi laughed, and then reprimanded Zuo Pianfan as he poked his chest with his finger, "Am I a normal woman? Can I eat my pride or can I pay back my money? You ancients love to think too much. "

"Yes, I'm the smart one."

He instead pulled her into his embrace, and let Yao Sisi sit on his lap. He said gently, "Wait a bit longer, once the sky gets dark, there will be a lot of wings of light flying out of this place. It's very beautiful."

"En, bo!"

Yao Sisi responded with a smile, then planted another kiss on Zuo Pianfan's cheek.

A hundred miles away, a storm was brewing, and the battle was raging like a raging fire.

The five hundred elites that Dong Fengpo had trained earlier were charging in front, each and every one of them were fighting against a hundred opponents, their division of labor was clear, the first row held a shield in hand, the second row only held a spear as an attack and they kept on attacking. If someone in the first row fell in the first row, the second row would quickly fill in the gaps, which made it very difficult to defeat these people.

The rest of the army smoothly entered the city under these people's guidance. At this time, if they wanted to fight in close quarters, there was no strategy nor strategy. They could only rely on their courage and ability.

Boiling hot water, huge rocks, and flaming arrows missing.

Shout, howl, roar, low cry.

The battle on the battlefield was very intense, the Qitian Country resisted tenaciously, the Yaochi Country attacked frantically. The long sabers drank the blood, the spears ate the flesh, and the arrows pierced through the brain one by one. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the battlefield was a river filled with blood. Thousands of people, tens of thousands of people, even if only a single drop per person was enough to dye this land red.

Dong Fengpo stepped on the horse's back and pulled on the bow with his arrows, sou sou sou sou! The sound of the sword slashing through the air carried a sense of solemnity, as every sword strike landed on the city gate, and the guy in the Magus robe, who was releasing the poison, continuously.

Normally, with a bow's range, it would only be a few dozen meters. If the archer's arm strength was too high, it would be possible to shoot out a distance of a hundred meters, but the accuracy was questionable, the reason why Dong Fengpo was able to shoot out two hundred meters per arrow, and hit the target with each arrow, was because of three reasons.

Firstly, Dong Fengpo had great accuracy. Furthermore, because of his powerful internal energy, not only could the power of his arrows increase, but they could also increase distance, and secondly, the bow in his hand was not made of iron, but it was made of locust wood, which had been used for many years. Although the locust wood was not as tough as the iron bow, it was extremely flexible, and although it could not be said that it was made from a hundred year old locust tree, it should not have been a problem for it to be used for a year.

In the face of the intensity of the fighting, the southern gate was much quieter.

The southern gate was also surrounded by soldiers, but young master Luo who was standing on top of the chariot and waving his fan, shouted, and the two hundred men behind him would repeat themselves, their voices loud, and the soldiers at the southern gate would clearly hear them.

"Can't you see the form clearly? If the other half of our forces are also participating in the battle, then what if the Qiankun Country's army of hundreds of thousands is together? "