After finishing dinner, Xie Qianyun claimed to be physically exhausted and left.
Xiao Luming watched Xie Qianyun's departing figure.
His expression seemed to show subtle emotional waves.
Xie Qianyun left the tent, thought about it, and went straight to her mother's tent.
Inside the tent, Xie Ruotong was still discussing military matters with the Think Tank and other generals. After all, troops were soon to be dispatched, and before deployment, proper formation and strategy must be meticulously planned without a shred of negligence.
Everyone saw Xie Qianyun arrive and hurriedly paid their respects, "Greetings, Empress."
"It's late, aren't you resting yet?" Xie Qianyun asked.
The Think Tank, always understanding human relationships, quickly said, "Great General, it's getting late. How about continuing tomorrow?"
Xie Ruotong glanced at Xie Qianyun and nodded in agreement.
So the Think Tank respectfully led the other generals out.
