When Ling Ran heard this, he suddenly wanted to laugh, but he tightened his dirty face and nodded at him very seriously:

"General, rest assured, the grass soldiers are definitely not lying."

General Qin nodded solemnly, sighed, and wrote the word "46" after the colon with a pen.

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It's night.

In the main tent of the Daxiao military camp, a candle burned silently.

Chu Yijun sat in front of the desk, flipping through the pages of the military merit book handed to him by General Fang Cai.

Wang Yun: 6

Liu Xi: 8

Zhao IV: 7

Zhang Zhijin: 4

Yang Zilian: 6

Li Yan: 9

·····”

I saw that his sword eyebrows gradually frowned.

How come the number of enemies killed by these people is in the single digits······

Sure enough, as the old general said before, although Daxiao's troops are strong, there are few fierce generals.

His gaze gradually shifted downward······

But suddenly, his eyes froze, looking at the bottom of the page that was written "Lin Han: 46", he was stunned for a moment, and quickly got up and said to a soldier guarding outside the tent:

"You go and call Lin Han."

"Yes."

Chu Yijun saw the little soldier go away, so he took the military merit book and flipped it up, and sat back in front of the desk as he turned it over.

But after a long time, I didn't see anyone other than Lin Han who had such an outstanding record.

He sighed, put the military merit book aside, picked up the burden on the side, and flipped it up a little boringly, but suddenly touched a string of small and hard things, took it out and saw that it was the chain lock that had locked Ling Ran.

The slender fingers swept over each of the small rings of the chain, and Ling Ran's voice and smile suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Not seen for a day, such as every other three autumns.

I haven't seen ······ for many days Such as every three years.

He only now truly understood the meaning of those words.

I don't know what the little rebel concubine is doing at the moment······ Asleep or awake? If you're awake, are you practicing calligraphy or reading?

Thinking of Ling Ran's stupid appearance of taking all the books down that day, the corners of Chu Yijun's mouth couldn't help but hook slightly.

But at this moment, a hurried figure suddenly flashed in, and he immediately put the chain back away, looked at the comer, but saw him walking towards him with a nervous expression, and knelt down on one knee and said:

"Lord Wang, damn it, I didn't protect the princess well······ The princess ······ her"

Chu Yijun's heart sank, and he stood up suddenly, but he listened to him continue:

"She disappeared suddenly three days ago, and the people of the palace have searched the streets and alleys for several miles, but they haven't found her, so I will report to you······"

"Three days ago······ A few miles away······" Chu Yijun paced in the tent with some irritability.

After a while, he stopped and turned to look at the guard:

"Have you looked for it over there?" Seeing that the guard nodded vigorously, he continued to ask, "What about King Jing's Mansion?" What about the palace? ”

"Back to the prince," the guard trembled a little, and he didn't dare to look up at Chu Yijun's eyes, "these······ These places have been searched. I've been to all the places I can think of······"

Chu Yijun frowned and paced, his heart becoming more and more irritable.

Suddenly, the little soldier who was called to find 'Lin Han' flashed into the account:

"Lord Wang, that Lin Han said that he is a little unwell now, and it is not convenient for him to come over, Lord Wang, what do you think ······?"

Chu Yijun was upset at the moment, and when he heard this, he was even more angry, and repeated unhappily:

"Not feeling well?!"

"Yes, then Lin Han also said that he will definitely kill the enemy more desperately in the future, I just hope that the prince can understand his current discomfort."

Chu Yijun chuckled lightly and said, "I can't even see this king, and I can still charge and kill the enemy?!" ”

The little soldier lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

"Tell him that if he doesn't come tonight by the end of the day, go home by himself, and don't go to war again."

"Yes." The soldier answered, turned around, and immediately went out of the tent.

As soon as he left, Chu Yijun began to pace back and forth again.

I don't know how long it took before I stopped and looked at the palace guards kneeling on the ground:

"Send an order down and post notices all over the capital, saying that whoever finds the princess will be rewarded with 10 million taels of silver."

The guard's heart sank, ten million taels of silver······ This prince is really willing to be a woman.

He raised his head and looked at Chu Yijun with some hesitation.

When Chu Yijun saw his reaction, he understood what he was thinking, but he smiled:

"What, ten million taels of silver, less?"

"Don't dare, don't dare ······"

"Then go down and do it!" Chu Yijun patted the case, his eyes were full of coldness, and he pointed to the door of the military tent, "Immediately!" Right away! ”

"Yes, yes, Lord Wang, I'll hurry back to do it!" The guard hurried out of the tent.

Chu Yijun sat back in front of the desk, closed his eyes, calmed down his irritability, took out a game of chess pieces from the bottom of the table, and set up a formation on the desk alone, with a black chess game on the left hand side and a white chess game on the right hand, and he actually played against himself.