Qin Dynasty: Father Ying Zheng granted marriage to young Siming

Fu Che said calmly.

"Ok?"

The military lord was stunned.

"Is this it, ma'am?"

Peng Yue looked at that person with confusion on his face.

"if not."

Fu Che was really helpless at this time.

"what?"

Everyone around was also extremely surprised.

Fu Che took off his robe and stepped forward.

Looking at Shao Siming who appeared in front of him at this time.

He didn't say anything, but just put the robe on the slightly trembling young Siming.

"How did you come?"

Fu Che asked calmly.

Looking at Shao Siming's embarrassed look.

It's still the usual set of purple clothes, but the purple has now basically turned into black, and there are still mud stains.

Even the white face is full of stains.

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Only the pair of purple eyes were still as deep and bright as before.

Shao Siming reached out and hugged Fu Che.

"miss you."

Shao Fate's voice was still low and cold: "I came to find you."

Holding Shao Siming in his arms: "Yes."

"Peng Yue, go prepare hot water and then some food."

Fu Che said to Peng Yue.

"promise!"

Peng Yue took the order.

"Continue patrolling. You performed very well tonight. Tomorrow each of you will go to Peng Yue to receive one hundred coins. This is a reward personally given to you by this young master."

Fu Che said calmly.

The military lord, who was still a little worried at first, breathed a sigh of relief at this moment: "I will thank you, sir."

"Nothing, let's go."

Fu Che said.

The crowd dispersed.

Fu Che picked up Shao Siming and walked into the tent.

Put Shao Siming on the couch.

At this time, Shao Siming was wrapped in quilt.

A sergeant has already brought in a large bathtub and several large buckets of hot water.

After Fuche stipulated that drinking must be hot water or cold boiled water.

Hot water is available in the military camp throughout the day.

"Sleepy."

Shao Siming looked at Fu Che.

"Gu..."

Fu Che reached out and wiped Young Siming's dirty face: "I'm hungry too."

"Ah."

Shao Si Ming nodded.

"First take a shower, put on clean clothes, then eat and sleep, okay?"

Shao Siming nodded, but still looked at Fu Che.

"I'm going out right now."

Fu Che smiled slightly.

Turn around and walk out of the big tent.

Shao Siming looked at Fu Che's back as he left.

"call……"

let out a long breath.

She thought Fu Che would blame her.

When Fu Che walked out of the big tent at this time, his original smile disappeared and turned more into a gloomy one.

"Come on."

Fu Che shouted.

"Son."

Soon a soldier arrived.

"Send someone to deliver a message to Songhai's Yinyang family quickly, saying that Madam is currently with me."

Fu Che said.

"promise."

The soldiers took the order and left.

Fu Che felt a little helpless and turned to look at the tent: "What a nonsense."

Chapter 103 Shao Siming: “I miss you.”

Fu Che stood at the entrance of the big tent.

You can vaguely hear the sound of splashing water inside the tent.

Calculate the time.

Several months have passed since my father granted me the marriage.

Even if Yousi is preparing for a young master's wedding, no matter how slow he moves, the preparations should be completed by now.

I thought that if I returned to Xianyang this time, I would almost get married to Shao Siming.

Although Fu Che was looking forward to it, he couldn't say he was excited.

It just feels like too many things have happened during this period.

Zhao Gao is dead.

The plot of the original drama now has no reference value at all.

What kind of situation will we face next?

What Fu Che is most worried about now is not the enemies hiding in the dark.

It's my father's body.

Two months ago, it was obvious that his father was paving the way for him to advance to his current position. Now the Baiyue Rebellion has basically been put down.

The rest are just some rogue bandits, and they no longer pose a substantial threat to the overall situation of Baiyue.

At that time, my teacher will return to Xianyang.

The reward given to him by his father is the most important thing.

Eager to advance yourself.

So there's only one thing to say...

"time is limited."

Fu Che said to himself.

Dad is trying his best to make layout adjustments for the future crisis of the empire within the limited time before him.

So what you can do...

Time passes little by little.

A soldier came over carrying a dinner plate.

"give it to me."

Fu Che took the dinner plate.

The soldier resigned.

The meal was very sumptuous, and Peng Yue obviously knew that Shao Siming was a foodie.

Polished rice is rare in the military camp.

A piece of roasted meat, a piece of grilled fish, and a bowl of mixed vegetable soup.

The tempting aroma of food wafts in the air.

"Are you done washing? Change out of your dirty clothes. There are my clean clothes on the couch. You can put them on first."

Fu Che said to Young Siming outside the tent.