Chapter 55: Knowledgeable

"The marshal probably needs a woman to help you distract others. As for who this woman is, it doesn't make any difference." She knows the current affairs well, and it's true that chance encounters in a flower house are true, and so is it. Now, in front of this high-ranking imperial marshal, she was just the sheep he took back from Leng's house. As for, it is used to distract whose attention...
She smiled. There is too little information that can be detected so far, and she does not yet have the ability to tell a blind man.
Hemo looked at her with an indifferent expression, tilted her head and gently hooked her chin.
It's a shame that such a clever girl is only sixteen years old.
"You are at home and don't take it seriously." He put it lightly and directly named her situation.
Of course, judging by how she got along with her brother and sister this evening, she is indeed the one who is not welcome. However, when is he idle enough to take care of other people's housework?
Leng Yiyao opened her eyes wide and stared quietly, only to feel that there was something in his words.
"Well, you join the army and leave the family. In this way, you don't have to be controlled by the family. What do you think?" Frey has been in the army for twelve years and grew up in the army. Now, at the age of nineteen, many people look up to his military rank. He didn't believe that she had such a character, she could endure the cold reception in a merchant family like the Leng family.
"Does the marshal want to kidnap me into the military world?" Leng Yiyao blinked her eyes, a little bit unable to follow his routine.
As far as she knows, in this world, soldiers are still male. Especially in the empire. No matter where, the inferior temperament of men is carved into the bones. It's not that women are in the army, but they are too maverick and rarely get support from home. not to mention…….
She looked down at her thin arms and legs now.
Speaking of it, she still keeps the things carved in her bones, but she finally reborn into an identity that does not need to fight on the line of life and death every day, why should she toss herself?
"You are not a stable person." He slowly raised his right hand, looking casually, as if enjoying a cup of afternoon tea in the afternoon, only to see that his index and middle fingers were slightly close together, and the next moment, lightly tap In her forehead.
At that moment, her heart jumped, and she felt that a numb electric current ran through her body.
She looked at him quietly, seeing what she should say.
"Buckle—"
Suddenly there were two knocks at the bedroom door.
The quiet breath between the two of them was like being thrown into the bottom of a lake with a stone, and it suddenly swung, sparkling.
Leng Yiyao looked down at her nails, and said nothing. Hemo looked away and faintly said to the door: "What's the matter?"
Frey at the door pursed the corners of his lips and whispered, "Marshal, the military doctor and Zhai Mu are just outside the door. Would you like to see me?"
According to the schedule, the Marshal will leave D City early tomorrow morning. Lu Chen blocked the door and made such a fuss, wasting so long in vain. As soon as I leave tomorrow, there will be no time for confirmation on the spot.
Naturally, he hadn't forgotten the original intention of the Marshal to come to D City specially, so he carefully reminded him in case things changed.
Zhai Mu?
Leng Yiyao sitting on Hemo was taken aback for a moment.
Why is this name so familiar?
Isn't that the man Lu Ming ran into on the night she died?
Hemo's gaze was slightly cool, and he quietly looked at the surprise in the eyes of the woman on his lap, and smiled slightly...