The moonlight is bright, and the cold white halo is scattered on earth, paving a road stained with hazy light.

Cen Yuwei picked up the food box and hummed a small song and embarked on this road.

The relaxed pace continued until the gate of the general's mansion.

"Hmm?" Looking at the figure waiting at the door, Cen Yuwei couldn't help but stop, "Why are you guarding here?"

Cen Nanfeng is guarding his doorstep wearing a warm orange halo.

He was already melancholy, and when he heard Cen Yuwei's question, he suddenly became even more worried: "Sister, don't you see when it's time now, why are you back?"

"Aren't it just reached Hai Shi? It's not too late." Cen Yuwei estimated the time.

"It's time for the hour of Hai to pass, it's time to have a curfew!"

Seeing that she had never realized the problem at all, Cen Nanfeng couldn't help but rub his forehead in a hurry: "It would be fine if it was normal, but you just spread your rumors outside some time ago, so please pay attention.

"It will be of no benefit to you if you are involved in those who fight for power!"

He knew that his sister didn't like to listen to these things, but as a family member, he still had to persuade him.

The situation in the capital was getting more and more chaotic, and the general's mansion could not escape. He was really afraid that she would be plotted against by others because of her simple mind.

Cen Nanfeng thought that after he said this, Cen Yuwei would walk away without looking back like before.

But what he didn't expect was that this time Cen Yuwei not only did not leave, but also changed her relaxed expression after he finished speaking.

She stood upright in front of him and asked him seriously: "Do you really think that as long as I don't get involved in those who fight for power, I can live a good life? Or, do you really think that the general's mansion can escape?"

Her voice was light, as if the wind could dissipate, but the oppression contained in it gave people an extremely heavy feeling.

Cen Nanfeng was so breathless that he was sobbing in his throat. He even opened his mouth several times but couldn't spit it out.

He couldn't make up that false beauty.

He knew very well that in this battle, the general's mansion, which holds military power, could not escape. It was just a matter of time before and after falling into a vortex.

Facing his sister's serious eyes, he couldn't make up lies to deceive her...

"It seems you understand that we can't escape after all."

"I..." Cen Nanfeng was speechless.

"So don't always want to avoid it." Cen Yuwei patted the boy's shoulder and handed him the food box in her hand, "Please be happy. I went to Sihailou for dinner tonight. When I remembered the Sixi meatballs you like to eat there, I brought you a copy."

The person who was in a heavy mood just now suddenly shone his eyes when he heard Sixi Balls.

He hurriedly turned over the food box, smelled a familiar fragrance, and immediately smiled happily: "Sister is so nice!"

Seeing the boy getting so fast, Cen Yuwei couldn't help but shake her head and smile.

After all, it’s still a child. If I’m sad about political affairs, I can coax it back with a piece of four-happy meatball.

If...her brother did not die in the battlefield, perhaps he should be as lively as the boy in front of him?

Thinking of his past relatives, Cen Yuwei has a little more pity for Cen Nanfeng.

After rubbing the boy's head, she smiled and said, "Just one of the four-happy meatballs. I like it. My sister will bring you the same thing in the future."

Cen Nanfeng raised his head in a daze.

Even though he was immersed in the joy of having Sixi Balls, he could still keenly discover that something was wrong with his sister!
Chapter completed!