Before dawn in the morning, Murong Moyi was woken up by a muffled noise outside the door. He sat up on the ground, and then glanced at the inside of the bed, empty, people?

His eyes sank, and he felt a little bad, it couldn't be that he had run away, right? He quickly lifted the quilt and ran barefoot out the door. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw two guards rushing forward.

"General, there's a man in black in the next room, and we're about to ask you to arrest someone!"

These two guards were brought by Murong Moyi, so naturally they didn't know who Ah Jun was.

However, hearing them say this, Murong Moyi breathed a sigh of relief. He paced outside the door and saw that the lock of the door next door had been cut with a sharp weapon, and he had a certain number in his heart.

"Stand down, it's your own people!" Murong Moyi said.

"Yes, General!"

When the two guards retreated, Murong Moyi walked to the door of the room, raised his hand and pushed it, but the door did not move, but it was locked.

He thought about it, and then gently slammed the door, "A-jun, are you in there?" ”

After a long time, a voice from the room responded, "Yes, I'm inside." ”

Hearing the familiar voice, Murong Moyi's brows furrowed, and he asked again, "Can I go in?" ”

I only heard Ajun's thick male voice come out, "No, this is my room, according to the original rules, no one can come in!" ”

Murong Moyi lowered his eyes and nodded, "Well, that's good, I'll go back." ”

There was no response in the room, so Murong Moyi went back to the room.

Yin Yi in the room was relieved when he heard the sound of the door closing next door, that man was really a pestering guy.

Yin Yi lit the candle, and the room lit up instantly. It is also very simple furnishings, in addition to a bed, a table with tea bowls, a desk, a few stools, and two wardrobes.

Because it has been uninhabited for a long time, the house has been covered with dust. The spiders had even woven their webs, and the quilt on the bed was still neatly laid out, covered with a layer of dust.

She paced briskly to her desk, pushing it aside as hard as a dark grid appeared on the wall. She knocked on the third brick on the right, and the dark grid opened automatically.

Yin Yi reached in, took out a small red box, and paced in front of a bronze mirror by the window. This bronze mirror is polished very smoothly and has a very high definition.

After wiping the dust of the bronze mirror, he opened the small box, and some bottles and cans appeared in front of him.

These are some very precious disguise materials, and when she returned to the barracks before, disguise was a must-do job for her every morning.

In order to make her face look more natural, she needed to retouch her entire face, including her bare neck and arms, in a tedious and delicate process that took up to an hour.

And so she started doing what she did most often a year and a half ago, and her methods were still sophisticated.

When everything was done and everything was done, it was dawn. She stretched her tired limbs, and suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, which stopped abruptly before she reached her door.

Yin Yi's eyes turned red instantly, it was the brothers who came to see her. They used to wait at the door when they came to see her. They all knew that only she could enter this room.

Now they remained the same, still not entering her room on impulse.

She sorted out her emotions and gave herself a big smile, then slowly paced to the door and opened the door.

The March sun was unusually warm on her face, and the entire barracks courtyard was full of people as far as the eye could see.

A pair of red eyes stared at her tightly, they stood straight, some even shed tears, but they still stood straight, looking at her, the family affection was deep and solemn.

Yin Yi was still wearing last night's night clothes, and her hair was raised high with a headband, which was slightly messy. The ordinary face is extremely noble because of that heavy status.

Whether a person's face is ugly or beautiful, when his spirit is remembered, the face is secondary, and the spirit is eternal.

Yin Yi sniffed and showed a bright smile to all the soldiers, then clasped his hands into fists and said loudly: "Brothers, I'm back!" ”

All the soldiers clenched their fists, tears rolling down their faces, and they shouted Ajun's name in unison.

"A-kun, A-kun, A-kun........."

The voice solidified into a force that shook the entire border, echoing endlessly.

Murong Moyi stood in the middle of this group of people, he looked at Yin Yi's straight figure, moved and shocked by this family that had no blood relationship.

This thrilling meeting scene lasted for an hour before the soldiers left one after another under Yin Yi's persuasion. Only a few generals were left behind, and of course, Murong Moyi who was standing far away.

Sima Ji, Chen Shi, Shi Liang and other generals stepped forward to surround Yin Yi, and they looked him up and down, unable to speak for a long time because of excitement.

Yin Yi looked at Sima Yi and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Uncle Sima, you can cry too!" ”

Sima Ji laughed "poof", hurriedly raised his hand to wipe the old tearful face, looked at her, and said angrily: "You dare to make a joke about the old man!" ”

Yin Yi couldn't hold back anymore and stepped forward to hug him, "Uncle Sima, I miss you so much!" ”

Sima Ji sighed and patted her on the back, blamed and distressed: "I don't think we will come back to see!" Go away, go away, such a big man, he hasn't changed his hugging and hugging problem! ”

Yin Yi hugged him tighter instead, tears flowed down his face, and he cried: "If you don't change, you won't change for the rest of your life, I still want you to carry me!" ”

Sima Ji burst into tears again, "Okay, Uncle Sima will carry you ...... in the future"

In the past, Sima Ji hated her the most when she asked him to carry it, and it was always the impatient words that refused her, "Find your Uncle Yin!" ”

Now that Yin Zhongguo is gone, no one carries her anymore, he is willing to take over this task and love this most doting subordinate for Yin Zhongguo.

Sima Ji patted her and said, "Okay, okay, don't hold it anymore, a man must have a manly appearance, and he will have to marry a daughter-in-law in the future!" ”

Yin Yi wiped his tears and let go of Sima Ji, and looked at the generals standing on the side. I saw that they were crying more than her, it was hard to imagine that these old men could cry so much.

Murong Moyi in the distance looked at a few people quietly, he was really surprised by her status in the hearts of the soldiers, what kind of friendship is this?

He finally knew why Sima Ji said that she was a child, she was indeed a child in front of them, the unrestrained ridicule, the unmasculine coquettishness, it was indeed difficult to explain!

But at the same time, he felt inferior, why was she a different appearance in front of him? Be cautious, be wary, and not allow him to approach......

Could it be that she couldn't let go of him and took the position of the protector, or because she didn't know her well, or would it slowly get better in the future?