In the Southern Tang Army, without Bai Xiao, it was as if Yang Dingchu had lost his soul and was holding onto a jug of wine, sitting on the viewing platform and drinking alone.
"I say, do you have to do this? "Sister-in-law isn't going to be gone for long. Besides, with Sister-in-law's extended hand, are you afraid that she'll be bullied?"
"She's going to Aqile's residence right? Aqile has a violent temper, who knows when he's going crazy."
His wife was still carrying a child. If he accidentally offended that madman, as a woman, how could she deal with him?
"Don't we still have Ming Yun? Ming Yun is a descendant of the Divine Dragon Valley, so he sees his sister-in-law as a Young Master and would naturally protect her. "
"I hope so."
Huaqian took a gulp of Yang Dingchu's wine.
"You still have the mood to worry about your wife. I don't think you'll have that thought after a period of time."
"What do you mean?"