At that moment, Shen Yijia had just returned from the city tower. The two of them met at the entrance of the general's residence.
"Sister-in-law, why are you back alone? Where's my brother?" Song Jinghuan jogged over. Noticing Shen Yijia's pale face, she asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"I'm fine." Shen Yijia handed the horse rope to Thirty Thousand, who had sent her back. "Your brother is still busy. Do you have something urgent to tell him?"
Initially, she did not want to come back, but the smell of blood outside the city was too strong, making her want to vomit. She did not want her beautiful husband to worry, so she found an excuse to come back first.
"Let's go in first." Song Jinghuan pulled her into the house.
After she finished speaking, Shen Yijia frowned and said, "Let You Yi save her. Don't return to the military camp tonight. You can hand the things to your brother when he returns."
