In the main tent, Jiang Shiwan stayed awake all night.

The whereabouts of his only son were unknown, and the subordinates who followed him only found the body, and in just a few days, Jiang Shiwan had gray hair.

Opposite him, a man stood tall and jade, and I saw that he was wearing a azure Confucian shirt, a jade crown on his head, and a folding fan in his hand, dressed like a handsome son, which was incompatible with the atmosphere of the entire military camp.

This person is Jiang Shiwan's nephew Jiang Xinghuai.

"Uncle, since the disappearance of your second brother, you haven't rested for two consecutive nights, and if you continue like this, I'm afraid your body won't be able to hold on."

Jiang Xinghuai put away the folding fan and brought a bowl of ginseng soup to Jiang Shiwan: "Uncle, ......

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