The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 737 Later the letter was handed over to the messenger
"Chacha, why do you have so many wounds on your hands?"

In Murong Ying's eyes, even if Chacha got scratched a little, it was more powerful to him than after being stabbed by an arrow!

Chacha subconsciously hid her hands behind her back, and said stiffly: "No, I hurt it when I was not sad to help. It's just a small injury, and it will heal soon..."

Murong Ying's fingers holding Chacha were blowing and stroking lightly. The originally delicate and tender hands had suffered so many injuries not long after following him on the battlefield, and there were still many in the palms With hard calluses, Murong Ying's eyes turned red from distress.

He asked Chacha to marry him to make her happy, but the reality is that not long after they got married, something like this happened, making Chacha want to wander with him before they had a happy and stable life , follow him every day in fear...

At this moment, Murong Ying felt that he was so incompetent...

Chacha may be aware of Murong Ying's self-blame for lowering his head, but he hasn't noticed his blood-red eyes, "Brother, it's really all right, I'm too stupid, but I will do well, the military doctor still praised me and me today. The sisters-in-law and Aunt Sanhuang have already said that we can help them a lot, hee hee..."

Murong Ying lowered his head, and hugged Chacha tightly in his arms: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Chacha, I made you suffer with my brother, and when my brother wins the battle, I will make Chacha the happiest and happiest person in the world." bride……"

It was the first time in his life that he couldn't hold back his tears, and it was also the first time he couldn't control his emotions.

Chacha kept covering Murong Ying's back with her hands, comforting him: "Brother doesn't cry or cry, I don't feel bitter at all, but feel that it is my honor to go through this with my brother and keep the children of the world safe. Don't cry, I didn't even cry, my brother has to lead the soldiers to win the battle, you can't cry easily, or you won't be a man..."

Murong Ying hugged Chacha, and rubbed it on his shoulder to play tricks: "Cry as soon as you cry, is there any man who is not a man in front of his wife?"

Chacha laughed and said: "Okay, okay, then we will secretly close the door and cry, and we can't cry in front of others, or we should laugh at my brother for being a crying bag..."

Murong Ying made a secret decision in his heart, he must win the battle, he must regain all the lost ground of the Northern Xia Dynasty, and he must give Chacha the best and happiest life... Definitely!

The next day, according to the agreement with Long Live Lord and Concubine Ning, Chacha sat in the tent and wrote the letters sent back to the capital from the battlefield...

In the letter, Chacha wrote all the interesting things that happened along the way, the story of meeting the little leopard, what happened on the battlefield, and the continuous victories, and how they helped the military doctor treat the wounded soldiers in the barracks. In the letter, before I knew it, Chacha had already written several pages full.

Later, the letter was handed over to the courier, and it was sent non-stop towards the core of the Yanchi Dynasty, the capital palace.

As soon as Chacha left, the palace seemed to lose its former vitality. Even Concubine Hua didn't have the energy to take the whole Yuehe Palace to do morning exercises, and Concubine Ning didn't have the heart to embroider beautiful clothes and small cloth bags. Si goes to school, and treats the little cloth bag carried by her sister as a treasure every day, and is reluctant to touch any dirt...

(End of this chapter)