Luo's war was waged as if without warning and as a matter of course.

Luo's crusade against the king of Zhou in the name of recovering the country.

King Zhou is now mediocre and incompetent, drunk and dreaming of death every day, forcing the court to be dissatisfied, coupled with natural disasters in many places, the people are displaced, and the leader of the Luo clan is Luo Qingci, the famous prince Qing Qing.

For a time, there were many more supporters of Rock's.

Gu Liuyin has been bored for so long, and finally has something to watch.

In the tent, Luo Qing resigned from the discussion, and did not shy away from Gu Liuyin sitting on the side to listen, but felt irrepressible joy in her heart that she could be by his side.

"Childe, yesterday we took the first city of Da Zhou, what should we do next?" A gray-clad man dressed as a scholar sat at a long table, and he pointed to a place circled in the hand-drawn map on the table, "Why don't we set our next goal here?" ”

A chair was placed next to Luo Qingci, but no one sat down every time the discussion was discussed, and although the man in gray and his colleagues were curious, they didn't dare to speculate.

Gu Liuyin sat lazily next to Luo Qingci, she supported her chin, her dark eyes were deep and cold, she was casually playing with the teacup on the table, anyway, only Luo Qingci could see it.

Hearing the man in gray say this, Gu Liuyin glanced at it and frowned with some disgust.

Luo Qingci seemed to notice the change in her expression, and raised her pen to write a sentence on the rice paper in front of her.

Yinyin, where do you think your next goal should be?

The man in gray and the other people at the long table were very curious about what their son had written, but they didn't dare to lean over and look at it!

Gu Liuyin's eyes swept around the map on the table, and she already had a rough idea in her heart, she asked, "Then what do you think?" Which city do you think we should focus on next? ”

Gu Liuyin tilted her head to look at him with a smile.

This seductive tone was like inducing a child, Luo Qingci was a little helpless about it, but he still evoked a shallow smile.

How is Gangneung Castle?

Gu Liuyin chuckled and nodded, her satisfied gaze as if she was looking at the son she had cultivated.

The smile on the corner of Luo Qingci's mouth was a little helpless, and she really wanted to see what was in Yinyin's head.

During the conversation, a man wearing a cloth towel looked at the vacant seat next to Luo Qingci strangely several times.

How do you feel that his son-in-law keeps smiling at the vacant seat!

Good...... It's so weird!

You must know that their son-in-law's smile at them is always detached and indifferent, good-looking is good-looking, but after a long time, it will make people feel jealous.

seems to be close, but in fact, it is very cold and indifferent in his bones.

Of course, only their subordinates will discover the essence of their son.

How would people from the outside know that they thought the gentle and jade-like young man was like this.

Therefore, when his attention was all on his son's smile, he could find that his son-in-law smiled very gently at the vacant seat.

The man with the cloth towel was afraid that the son would notice it after staring at it for a long time, so he hurriedly withdrew his gaze and pretended to listen to everyone's discussion very seriously.

However, when he couldn't help but look in the direction of the vacant seat again, he suddenly felt like he was falling into an ice cave, and he only felt as if he was being targeted by something.

Gu Liuyin looked at the absent-minded man funny, and found that he kept looking at her, and he didn't know that he thought he could see himself.

After a long time, the tense body of the cloth scarf man was loosened.

At that moment, a cold sweat broke out behind him.