Ling Luoyu was about to drink tea when he suddenly looked at him.

"What did you say?!"

Tao Ding thought he had said something wrong and made this little ancestor laugh, so he couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

"Young Master, am I praising you?! I praise you for your beautiful writing!"

"No! What word did you just said?!"

Tao Ding glanced at the letter without realizing it, and was a little uncertain: "Young Master, what you wrote... isn't the word "无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无�

"Thut?!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly remembered something and stood up suddenly.

"Taofa?? Why do I hear that familiar to me in this place?!"

Before Tao Ding could speak, she grabbed the paper on the table and ran out.

Tao Ding didn't know what was wrong with her, so he hurriedly followed.

"Young Master, hurry up! Where are you going?!"

In the Ling family's study, there is a military map that describes something strangely detailed.

As the commander, the map of the Ling family is the most detailed and the label is the most obvious.

When Tao Ding followed into the study, Ling Luoyu was looking for something on the map.

"Grandpa Tao, where is the slaughter?"

Tao Ding glanced at her in confusion and pointed his hand at a place.

"Here! The border with our border!"

Ling Luoyu's fingertips suddenly clamped the place where he was being beaten: "Is this place the place where my father's last battle?!"

"Yes!" Tao Ding looked at her for no reason: "The master was lost in the battle of criticism!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes slowly closed, and finally took a deep breath and opened it quietly.

"We should have books that we criticize, right?"

While reading military books, the children of the Ling family also need to be familiar with the writing and dialects of the countries around the border.

Because these may become a crucial part of the war.

Ling Luoyu remembers that in the Ling family’s study, there were many books about those small border countries.

Tao Ding searched and pulled out a book from the bottom corner of the bookcase.

"Young Master..."

The moment he saw the text on it, Ling Luoyu suddenly punched the table.

"It's it!"

If the words "Takus" are combined, they are what she sees now.

This means that the letters Shu Xiyan wrote to Ling Yunfeng were written in the words "Tao".

And she is the one who criticizes you!

Seeing Ling Luoyu's expression wrong, Tao Ding's heart also hangs.

"Young Master, what happened?!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes turned sharply, and suddenly looked at Bimo, and after drawing some ghost-like words on it, he quickly folded it.

"My grandfather and second uncle are in the Feng family!"

"Yes... I guess I'm drinking now..."

Seeing Ling Luoyu leave in a hurry, Tao Ding became more and more confused.

"What are the third young master doing?"

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Feng Family.

After the authentic old empress dowager was rescued, Feng Zaitang once again took the position of prime minister.

When the eldest young master of the Feng family proposed marriage, there were naturally many people who came to congratulate him.

An old minister led by Ling Bufan sat around the terrace of the water pavilion, burned the stove to drink and chat, talking about the glorious life of the past, and laughter came from time to time.

On the contrary, Ling Yunxi was sitting alone on the rockery in the garden and drinking, unheard of the fun in the hall outside.

As soon as I took a sip of wine, I saw Ling Luoyu walking towards the entrance of the garden and was stunned.

"Didn't this kid go to the Hao family to propose marriage? Why did he come back alone?!"

Judging from Ling Luoyu's face, it seems that things are not very good.

He turned over and jumped down the rockery, and he quickly walked up to him.

"Yu'er, why are you here?!"


Chapter completed!