As clever as Jiang Ling was, she realized that Jiang Lai might not actually like Murong Dun as much as she appeared to.
Otherwise, with Murong Dun's current feelings for her, he definitely wouldn't have refrained from touching her.
Jiang Ling had many doubts, but for now, she could only endure and wait for Jiang Lai to calm down.
The dishes she passed over were all pushed to the side, but Jiang Ling was undeterred and continued to serve her, while constantly talking to her.
"I'm about to lead the troops to Liangzhou. Three commanders have already lost their lives in the Liangzhou uprising. Once I go, if all goes well, I estimate I won't return until spring of next year."
Jiang Lai raised her eyes to look at him, speaking with a severely hoarse voice.
"What about my father?"
"He's the Great General, naturally, he has to lead the troops as well."
Jiang Lai nodded, put down her chopsticks, and looked thoughtfully outside the door, her big eyes vacant, revealing many concerns.
