In that room, Meng Haowu sat quietly in the dark, listening to Miyue's words.

However, despite the gentle murmuring of the moon's mysterious language, his heart was filled with resentment.

It was a deep sense of frustration, like a trapped beast bound in chains that it could not break free, restless and angry.

Meng Haowu's hands were clenched into fists, and his joints turned pale from the exertion, as if he was fighting some kind of invisible enemy.

There was a fierce glint in his eyes, like frost in the cold winter, cold and firm.

His countenance was depicted by the moonlight as a gloomy silhouette, making his expression even more grim and determined.

His heart was full of struggles.

He knew that he couldn't let this frustration and resentment take his bearing, and that he needed to find a way out and find a solution to all of this.

However, the feeling of resentment was like an undercurrent that was churning in his heart.

It slammed in his chest, burned in his throat, and kept him from calming down.

His hands were tighter and his knuckles whiter.

He knew that he could no longer let this emotion control him, and he needed to find a way to deal with it, to face it.

Meng Haowu took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

He tried to calm himself down, but found that the undercurrent in his chest was still churning, and he closed his eyes, as if he could see the shadow of himself struggling in the dark, it was a deep sense of powerlessness, which made him feel extremely depressed.

He looked up at Mitsuki, and those bright eyes seemed clearer in the moonlight.

He suddenly felt that his problem was so insignificant.

He smiled, his voice a little hoarse: "Forget it, it doesn't matter, whatever they want, it doesn't matter what."

His hand was released, and his fist was stretched out, as if to give up a futile struggle.

There was a deep tiredness in his eyes, and he reached out to take Miyue's hand and gently tugged it towards him, "I plan to go back to the camp tomorrow morning, and I won't care about their, but what should you do?"

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Miyue smiled slyly, stretched out her hand and patted her chest, "What do you say, who am I, husband, let me tell you, you, don't be upset, just go to the camp for a while."

Leave it to me here, and see how I upset the woman."

Meng Haowu couldn't help but laugh out loud when he looked at Miyue's indignant appearance.

He felt that his mood was much lighter, as if all the burdens had been borne by Mitsuki at this moment.

He looked at Mitsuki, his heart was full of gratitude, and he knew that with such a woman by his side, he no longer needed to feel helpless and depressed.

Meng Haowu clenched Miyue's hand, his heart was full of warmth.

He felt a strong power in his heart, a feeling he had never felt before, and he looked at Mitsuki, his eyes shining with a fiery light.

The corners of Meng Haowu's mouth rose slightly, and he reached out to pick up Miyue by the waist and walked to the bed.

He looked down at Mitsuki, his heart full of warmth and satisfaction.

He gently placed Mitsuki on the bed, then leaned over and kissed her forehead gently.

His eyes were full of affection and gratitude, as if to tell Mitsuki how much he loved her and how grateful she had always been with and supported.

Miyue looked at Meng Haowu's affectionate eyes, and her heart was full of happiness and satisfaction.

She knew that with such a strong and gentle man by her side, she was not afraid of anything.

When the sky was bright, Meng Haowu quietly left the room.

He glanced back and saw Mitsuki lying quietly on the bed, one hand still holding his.

He smiled slightly, his heart full of gratitude and satisfaction, and slowly withdrew his hand and gently closed the door.

When he walked out the door, the morning sun had just shone on him.

"Vice Admiral, where are you going early in the morning?"

The guards at the gate of the General's Mansion looked at Meng Haowu and asked with some doubts.

"It's nothing, I'll go back to the camp."

Meng Haowu jumped on the horse as he spoke, and as soon as he clamped the horse's belly, the horse flew away.

The morning sun shone on him, covering him with a golden glow, and his figure gradually faded away, disappearing into the distant sky.

Meng Haowu rode his horse and galloped along the way.

The cool morning breeze brushed his cheeks and brought him a sense of refreshment.

What he didn't know was that the moment he got up from the bed, Mitsuki had already woken up.

She just didn't want to embarrass him, so she pretended to be still asleep.

Listening to the sound of Meng Haowu closing the door and leaving the room, Miyue hurriedly put on her clothes and chased out, she had been hiding behind the gate of the General's Mansion and watching him, listening to what he and the guards said. xь.

It wasn't until she heard the sound of horses' hooves go away that she stepped out of the door, and by that time he was no longer visible, leaving only dust flying from the horses running.

Mitsuki thought in her heart, since you have always been upset to stay, it is better to let him find a trace of his own ease.

Meng Haowu walked into the camp quickly, and a familiar and unfamiliar feeling came to his face.

In the large camp, the soldiers were busy shuttling, a busy scene, he looked around, and his eyes finally fell on a figure, it was Xia Yang.

Xia Yang stood in front of the tent, the sun shining on his resolute face, and his jet-black hair fluttering gently in the breeze.

His eyes were deep and bright, as if he could penetrate everything in a person's heart, and Meng Haowu couldn't help but be shocked when he saw him.

"Lord Overseer?" Meng Haowu spoke tentatively, his voice full of surprise and doubt.

Xia Yang turned around when he heard this, and the moment he saw Meng Haowu, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Meng Haowu! I really didn't expect that the first person I saw in the camp was you."

"Your Excellency, this is a joke, after all, our camp is full of people."

Meng Haowu didn't seem to intend to give him a step.

Xia Yang saw that Meng Haowu didn't plan to give him a step, smiled slightly, and said, "I didn't expect Vice General Wu to be quite good at talking."

Meng Haowu nodded at Xia Yang, did not speak, and left directly.

Xia Yang looked at Meng Haowu's departing back, a trace of doubt and thought flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Meng Haowu sat in the camp tent and pondered alone, he thought of many things, and he also figured out many things.

He knew that staying here would not solve all his problems, nor would he be able to truly find peace in his heart.

However, he seemed to know something, and there was always a voice in his heart that told him that Xia Yang suddenly returned to the camp and Lu He suddenly wanted to marry Meng Haowen, this must not be a coincidence, there must be some kind of connection.

In the General's Mansion, Mitsuki stood in the courtyard, the early morning sun shining on her, she frowned, her face full of worry.

Miyue thought in her heart, Meng Haowu left, and she didn't know how long it would take to come back.

His departure made her feel empty in her heart, as if something was missing.

She looked up at the sky, and the golden sun caught her eyes, but it was not as warm as Meng Haowu's smile.

In the camp, Xia Yang stood in front of the tent, the sun shining on his resolute face, his eyes deep and bright. xь.

Xia Yang looked at Meng Haowu's departing back, and a trace of doubt and thought flashed in his eyes.

He always felt that the appearance of this Meng Haowu was not an accident, nor was it a coincidence, and his intuition told him that all this had a great relationship with Lu He's marriage.

At this moment, Lu He learned that Meng Haowu had left the General's Mansion, and hurried to Meng Haowen's courtyard early in the morning.

Her face was full of worry and anxiety, and her eyes sparkled with worry.

She took hasty steps,

walked straight into the courtyard and came to Meng Haowen's side.

"Green Lotus, what's wrong with you?" Meng Haowen couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Lu He's expression.

"Haowen, I just got the news that Meng Haowu has left the General's Mansion." Lu He's expression was a little solemn, and her hand tightly held Meng Haowen's arm.

When Meng Haowen heard the news, his face became solemn.

He knew that Meng Haowu's departure was likely to be related to them.

He took a deep breath to calm himself and asked, "Do you know where he went?"

Midori shook her head, "I don't know, that's all I got."

Meng Haowen frowned and fell into deep thought.

He knew that the most important thing now was to find Meng Haowu and understand his plan and purpose.

At this time, Lu He held Meng Haowen's hand and proposed that the two of them should take advantage of this time to get married first.

Her eyes flashed with anticipation, as if she was looking forward to being able to spend the future days with Meng Haowen.

Meng Haowen looked at Lu He's eyes, and couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart.

He knew that Green Lotus really loved him, and he loved this girl deeply.

However, there were also some doubts and worries in his heart.

He knew that their marriage might be subject to resistance and pressure from all sides, but he also believed that as long as they truly loved each other, they would be able to overcome all difficulties.

He took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and then spoke, "Green Lotus, I know you love me, and I love you too. However, I always felt that this matter was behind Meng Haowu's back, which made me feel a little unhappy. We should wait until he comes back, explain everything to him, and let him bless us."

When Lu He heard Meng Haowen's words, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Her eyes glistened with tears, as if she had been wronged.

But she also knew that Meng Haowen was telling the truth, and if the two of them wanted to be together, they had to get Meng Haowu's consent.

Otherwise, their marriage will have endless obstacles and difficulties.

"However, he won't agree at all, but if we cook rice now, then he will only have to admit it when he comes back, and I will prove it to him with my own actions in the future, what do you think?"

Regarding Green Lotus's proposal, Meng Haowen was a little shaken.