Chang’an Peasant Girl

As soon as he entered the small attic, Ye Zhi said: "Boss, half a month has passed. Those people should be coming out soon."

Jing Jing was sitting by the window looking out with a telescope. When she heard Ye Zhi's words, she stopped looking. Instead, she nodded and said, "If they don't want to starve to death in the palace, they should come out soon."

Ye Zhi walked over to Anjing, took the telescope from Anjing's hand, and looked at it too. It's not one lens tube, but two lens tubes put together, which is much more comfortable than looking with one eye.

Seeing nothing unusual, Ye Zhicai silenced the telescope again and said, "We have all had a rest and will wait for them to come out."

If it weren't for attacking the palace that would cost them more troops, there would be no point in waiting here.

But it’s also true, if you can lose one less, you will lose one less. Anyway, it will only take three months at most. What's more, half a month has passed now, and now there are only two and a half months left at most.

"Where is the brother-in-law?" Seeing that there was no figure of Xiao Changyi in the attic, Ye Zhi asked.

"Going on an inspection tour. As a general, he can't stay in the house all day. He has to go out and see where the deployment is not done so that he can redeploy it or something else."

"I really hope they will come out of the palace tomorrow. We will deal with them early and go back early."

Jing Jing smiled and said, "I want to go back earlier than you do. My four children are still in the Imperial Capital. My husband-in-law and I have been out for almost two years, and I don't know if they still know us."

Hearing this, Ye Zhi's eyes dimmed instantly and sighed: "It's nice to have someone to care about. I just don't care about you. I do have concerns, but my concern is not here."

The reason why she wanted to return to the Imperial Capital early was because she was tired of fighting.

Without waiting for An Jing to speak, Ye Zhi said again: "Boss, in two days, I will have been here for three years. To be honest, I really miss my parents and brothers."

Jing Jing didn't know what to say to comfort her, so she just sighed. Unlike when she was alone in modern times, Ye Zhi had family members in modern times, and there were quite a few. No wonder Ye Zhi was like this.

Seeing that Ye Zhidu no longer spoke, but sat there lonely, Jing Jing hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Actually, you can really have a family here like me."

"Home? Do you think I don't want to?" Ye Zhi smiled bitterly, "Who can I form a home with?"

Seeing Anjing opening her mouth, but not waiting for Anjing to speak, Ye Zhi said: "You want to say Gong Juechen, right? Yes, he is indeed very good to me, no, very good. Neither my parents are like him to me." Well, it’s been almost three years, and he’s still so kind to me, but”

Speaking of this, Ye Zhi's eyes were full of bitterness, "I really don't want to be with someone who only cares about my appearance, let alone form a family with him."

Jing Jing was very powerless: "I don't even know what to tell you. Anyway, you don't believe me when I say he's not interested in your appearance."

Ye Zhi's smile became even bitterer: "I also want to believe that he is not interested in my appearance, but I just can't believe it."

Jing Jing could only sigh.

On the other side, in Gong Juechen's tent, Gong Juechen's subordinates sneaked in again and reported the matter to Gong Juechen, the host of the building.

"Master, our people have entered the palace." The subordinate reported in a low voice.

"Very good," Gong Juechen was very satisfied, "Remember, we must let Emperor Chilin live a life that is worse than death."