Yueyao sat quietly by the bedside, as if she couldn't even smell the sweet fragrance permeating the room.
Mingzhu looked anxiously at Xiang Wei and said, "She's been scared silly."
Xiang Wei looked at Yueyao's expression; it didn't seem like she was scared silly, instead, it looked like she was thinking about something. Xiang Wei was used to Yueyao thinking from time to time: "Don't call her yet, she should be thinking."
Mingzhu dared not speak again.
Yueyao was indeed thinking, pondering when in her past life the war started. After thinking for a long time, Yueyao couldn't remember the exact time the war began. She only remembered that the war lasted nearly three years, until the year she died.
Yueyao calculated the time and it seemed that the timing of the war hadn't changed much. But Yueyao thought about how she had told An Zhichen so many things, An Zhichen should have been prepared long ago, surely this time the war wouldn't last three years!
