Chapter 1175: I want to marry

Why is this cold this winter, how did she live in previous years?
Inside the house, a warm stove at the foot of Jing Yue, a stove on hand, lying on the furry soft couch, resting with a slight closed eyes.
"Jingyue!!!!" Jingyue was drowsy, and was awakened by the roar of the Shangguan. I don’t have to know, Shangguan is what I want to do, Jingyue wants to cry without tears. The station stood up.
Once again, I fell into hard work.
The coming of the new year, the lively festival of the past, is now also very lively in this Jinling town.
It’s just that there’s no bustling in the East King’s City. This year’s festival is still lively. In the early days, the soldiers went to the Romanesque forest and played countless game. When the festival is coming, Dongqing and South The person who left, seems to have a tacit understanding of nothing.
In the courtyard, under the cloister, Jingyue wraps around the ladder, and there are all kinds of laughter and laughter in the house. Jingyue listens to those voices, and the eyes are dyed with a little warmth. If it can always be so good.
"Moon." A soft call came.
"Big brother..." Jingyue looked at the sound, and slightly raised his mouth and pointed his eyebrows.
"Why do you stand here alone?" Jing Lang raised his hand and tightened his clothes for Jingyue. He asked.
"Big brother, I want to smash it." Jing Yue slightly lowered his head and said tightly around his cuffs.
Jinglang heard the words of Jingyue, his face was slightly stiff, his eyes flashed with a complex look, and he sighed deeply and said: "Moon...you are always by our side."
"..." Jingyue was silent and did not speak.
So short time.
The time spent with my father is so short.
If so...what was it if she went to find her father earlier?
Jing Yuejun clenched his strength and held his head and did not speak. Jing Lang looked at Jing Yue’s appearance. His heart trembled slightly, raising his hand and holding Jing Yue in his arms. He sighed deeply and said. : "Moon, there is a big brother."
"Yeah." Jing Yue lowered his head and said nothing more.
The sunshine outside was just right. The wind with the chill was blowing. Xiao Yu stood at the door and looked at Jing Yue and Jing Lang. They lowered their eyes and turned back to the house without any movement.
When the New Year is over, it is war.
Jinling only keeps on attacking, after all, it is not a long-term solution.
In the barracks, Xiao Yu and Shangguan Hongwen, Fang Zicheng, everyone gathered, Jing Yue quietly sat on the side, listening to the content of their deliberations, facing the discussion of the map, discussing the method of attack.
"Strong attack must be unacceptable, but it is not without a chance to win." Fang Zicheng's quiet sitting on the seat, about Jing Yue has never seen, Fang Zicheng is so serious.
"What strategies do you have?" Xiao Yu asked from the side to look at Fang Zicheng.
"The trick I gave was only sixteen words." Fang Zicheng's mouth twitched with a shallow smile and said: "Sounds hit the West, that is, hit and leave, launch the attack, avoid the weak."
Fang Zicheng's words fell, Jingyue's eyes narrowed slightly, and his brows wrinkled a bit.
"We all know, but how should we operate?" Shangguan Hongwen also frowned, and some did not believe that Fang Zicheng looked at it. In the end, it was only a student. Fang Zicheng had the name of a talented person in the Imperial City.