Zhou Youyou and Zhou Xiaoxiao lay in Lu Chen's embrace, incessantly sobbing, with Youyou's eyes red from crying.
Wiping away her tears, Xiaoxiao said, "Prince, if we can't hold back the Barbarian Tribe, you must head south."
Youyou hugged Lu Chen around the waist, her head resting on his chest, "Wuwuwu... Prince, your concubine will wait in Anping City for your good news."
At that moment, Mu Zixuan, who stood to one side, also gazed into Lu Chen's eyes and said, "Prince, when your concubine leaves, you must take good care of yourself."
Hearing their words, Lu Chen spoke with a smile, "Don't worry, the war will be over soon, in no more than half a year."
At the mention of half a year before they could see Lu Chen again, Zhou Xiaoxiao and Zhou Youyou cried even harder, and even Mu Zixuan's eyes reddened slightly, as if she was about to cry.
Lu Chen comforted them and said, "Alright, my darlings, no more crying. As soon as the war ends, I'll immediately send for you to return."