"He's your son, why can't you make him stop crying?" Nan Hua asked softly.
Yu Jin, who was ready to scold her own son, immediately paused in her steps and turned to look at the side. Upon seeing Nan Hua there, her expression turned into astonishment and then she laughed. "I didn't expect to see you here, Hua'er. Do you have any important thing to do… wait…"
Yu Jin remembered that Nan Hua had just given birth some time before her, so has Nan Hua's physique recovered well that she could run around across cities?
"Why are you here?"
"I need your help," Nan Hua said without hesitation.
Shan Yu, who was rocking his own son to sleep, pursed his lips and said, "I'm going to put the baby to sleep."
He didn't wait for these two women to answer and simply walked inside the house without hesitation. After all, Shan Yu knew very well that these two women still have important identity that he couldn't touch.
They were both former generals of Fei Yang Kingdom.
As a small doctor with small reputation, he couldn't interfere in their mission and it would not do him any good to interfere with their work. Even though Yu Jin had technically retire, but he knew very well that she was still the leader of her soldiers.
These soldiers were usually patrolling around the village and if there were any people who wanted to do crimes, they would be stopped by the soldiers.
Yu Jin still has work to do.
"It's rare for my little sister to ask for help." Yu Jin rushed forward, trying to hug Nan Hua and the latter avoided it easily.
"Yeah," Nan Hua said softly.
"Tsk, you don't have to avoid it so blatantly." Yu Jin crossed her arms with annoyance but there was a faint smile on her eyes. She was happy to that Nan Hua was wiling to come to her and ask for help.
Because this meant that Nan Hua treated her sincerely as her friend and it was not that easy to be Nan Hua's older sister and friend.
Moreover, this older sister was previously self proclaimed.
Nan Hua looked at Yu Jin with her clear eyes. "Can I?"
"The soldiers are here and I don't mind you using them again." Yu Jin waved her hand nonchalantly. To be honest, she never cared too much about this matter and felt that these soldiers were also itching to go back to the battlefield.
Unfortunately, Yu Jin didn't have the interest to live that kind of life again.
Even though she was used to the smell of blood and fought countless thrilling battles over the years and had killed many people, she really didn't like that kind of life. If it was not for the sake of the people behind her, how could she be wiling to take up that sword in the first place?
The elders were wiling to support her because they felt that she was suitable.
But if Yu Jin has to say, she didn't like that kind of life.
"Thank you," Nan Hua said solemnly and cupped her fist before she walked out of the village to talk with the soldiers.
For some reasons, Shan Yu felt that the matter was not so simple.
The war between Fei Yang Kingdom and the northern tribe seemed to be different from all of the other wars that have happened so far.
"Are you worried about her?" Yu Jin asked when he saw Shan Yu's expression.
"Well, I don't know much about your work, so I'm just a bit worried. But I believe that you know what you're doing," Shan Yu said without hesitation.
No matter what these people were doing, they definitely wouldn't put themselves in danger so easily…
Uh, no, that's wrong.
It was more like they have the confidence to turn danger into safety no matter what.
"I believe in her." Yu Jin smiled and then looked at the north. She knew about the war that was about to come, but she didn't have any intention to participate. The requirement for the mountain tribe to participate in the war between the kingdoms was for them to have a place to stay.
Now that the promise has been fulfilled, she had no reason to wield the weapon and fight anymore.
For the soldiers who still wanted to fight… it would be better to lend them to Nan Hua.
"Jin'er… do you regret abandoning that life?"

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