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said that Peng Yue had been staying in Qiu Luan's Mansion these days, and wanted to find an opportunity to be alone with Qiu Qingge for a while and say a few words. However, in the current situation, it is difficult to realize this wish.

Of course, it is impossible for Qiu Luan to let Peng Yue be idle, because he still has to find an opportunity to have a relationship with Peng Yue and get close to him. After talking a few times and eating a few times, Peng Yue felt more and more that talking to Qiu Luan was not speculative.

In order to avoid Qiu Luan's endless nagging, Peng Yue used the excuse of patrolling the army, and took the opportunity to check the city defense and garrison in Gansu, and of course, the situation in the border market trade ports that were being implemented in Gansu.

It has to be said that the border market trade that is being practiced in Gansu town is still good. Although the scale is small, the prosperity can be seen. And the management is orderly, and it should be a lot of profit.

However, Peng Yue did not dare to compliment the defense situation in Gansu. It can be clearly seen that the city defense that Peng Yue went to inspect, Qiu Luan arranged it in advance.

The city walls and defense construction of Ganzhou City are indeed in place, but the next few cities are much inferior in comparison. The strength of the walls and the state of armament were not satisfactory. Some very important cities, once lost, Ganzhou will also be precarious, but the construction of urban defense in these cities has not received corresponding attention.

And as it gets farther and farther away from Ganzhou, the construction of the city is becoming more and more lax. In some places, the walls were even broken, but there was no time to repair them. Although the soldier was arranged in advance to go to the station. But their scruffy uniforms and weapons of old and new clearly speak for themselves.

Of course, the city beyond. Peng Yue didn't go, but although he didn't. Peng Yue could roughly guess what it looked like, and he probably couldn't bear to look at it directly.

When Qiu Luan didn't pay attention, Peng Yue quietly went to the barracks and found that the soldiers in the barracks were stumbling and practicing lax. Peng Yue couldn't help but worry about the construction of urban defense in Gansu. It seems that it is really a soldier, and he will be a nest of bears, Qiu Luan does not pay much attention to this, and the soldiers naturally follow suit.

However, there are two or three cities that are still very well built, and the soldiers are also in good spirits. Obviously, the training is strict on weekdays and the military discipline is strict. Peng Yue had to admit how important the role of an excellent military general was in the ancient era of cold weapon warfare.

said that Peng Yue was walking in the backyard this day, thinking about how to explain the problems he had seen in the past two days to Qiu Luan, but he accidentally noticed a figure that was dancing, no, it should be said that she was sassy and heroic, because she was practicing martial arts.

It is like shooting nine sunsets, and it is like a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to reel in wrath. It is like the river and the sea condensing the light.

Peng Yue couldn't help but see it, and wet her tears, although her moves were much sharper, her demeanor was still the same as she was many years ago. Will she fall again. Maybe she needs someone to support her, how much he wants this person to be himself, so what about her. Do you wish it was yourself?

"Ahh Jian Feng regained his strength as he slashed out, and opened his eyes again. There was a little panicked and somewhat stunned look on the other side, and it was no longer the same delighted and evasive gaze as it had been many years ago. yes, everything has changed, hasn't it?

"Qingge...", Peng Yue's voice was a little hoarse, and a sentence was in his throat, unable to speak. Of course, more words are blocked in your own heart.

Qiu Qingge was also stunned, his brain blank. Qingge... What a familiar voice, such an unfamiliar name, is he still a green song? It doesn't seem to be anymore...

"Master Peng...", Qiu Qingge owed a little stiffly, but the hilt of the sword in his hand was held tighter. I don't know why, I just want to find something to hold and something to rely on.

Master Peng? What a familiar name, such an unfamiliar voice. Peng Yue didn't have the cover in her heart just now, and she fell into the memories of many years ago for a while, but obviously, she was still very sensible.

"Master Peng, I'm now... is already a wife, the old name in this boudoir, I'm afraid it is...", Qiu Qingge stretched out his sleeve and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and wiped it from the corner of his eyes.

"Beam... Mrs. Liang..."It's awkward, isn't it, Peng Yue couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. She is still as stubborn as many years ago, no matter how painful and unwilling she is in her heart, she still refuses to let go, and she still has to pretend to be strong.

Just like her reaction when Ziling said the marriage contract, "My father has found a good son-in-law for me, from a famous family, and a talent..."...

Why are you so stubborn? It's so stubborn that it hurts... Many years ago, Peng Yue couldn't understand Qiu Qingge's eyes when he said those words, but now Peng Yue really understands: complicated, stubborn, miserable, helpless...

"Mrs. Liang, I... Just wanted to talk to you... I'm sorry...", Peng Yue squeezed out a wry smile, "At the beginning... I misunderstood you... Ling'er's death... It has nothing to do with you..."

"Master Peng, you... There's no need to be sorry, I... I've forgotten...", Qiu Qingge swept the somewhat damp sideburns stuck to his face, but he didn't know if it was caused by sweat or tears.

Peng Yue, you're sorry for me, what's more? You should be sorry to me, but not just this?

"Forget about it... Forget about it...", Peng Yue muttered.

Did she really forget, or did she forget intentionally, or did she not forget at all.

"So many years have passed, what should have passed, should also pass, right...", Qiu Qingge squinted his eyes and looked at Peng Yue, wanting to get an answer from him.

"Yes, it's all over...", Peng Yue muttered, not knowing what to say.

"Yes, it seems to be in your heart... It's really all over...", Qiu Qingge nodded with a wry smile.

Peng Yue naturally heard the different meaning of Qiu Qingge's words, he really didn't want to mention the past anymore, it seemed that this would only make her sad, so he deliberately diverted the topic.

"Qingge, you're now... How are you doing? As soon as he said that, Peng Yue regretted it. Whether she is doing well or not, can she not know, why do she still ask, doesn't it make her more sad?

"Yes, of course!" , Qiu Qingge said quite firmly.

"This swordsmanship was taught to me by my husband, and we practice swordsmanship and martial arts together every day, so happy." , Qiu Qingge said, the sword had already been raised, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Peng Yue.

"That's fine...", Peng Yue's face was expressionless, and even a little sluggish. She's still so stubborn. No, she's even more stubborn than before. She still has a grudge against me, no, it should be said, fortunately she still has some resentment towards me, at least, she hasn't forgotten me...

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