Mrs. Zhurong shook her head helplessly and sighed again: "Forget it, you can do it yourself."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

She stood outside the camp, looking at the sky, and was worried: "What should I do if I continue like this?"

At this moment, a man with agile body came over. His face was strong and his eyes were firm. It was Zhao Hainan, a soldier who had always followed Meng Huo loyally, who has now become a general.

When Zhao Hainan saw Mrs. Zhu Rong's face was sad, she stepped forward and bowed with her fists, saying, "Madam, the lord is in a bad mood recently, so you still have to care more." His tone was full of concern and anxiety.

Mrs. Zhu Rong frowned and said helplessly: "Why didn't I persuade you? But he didn't listen at all. He is drunk now." After that, he sighed softly, his face full of sorrow.

Zhao Hainan gritted his teeth and said, "It's not a solution for the lord to be so depressed. The situation in our Wuhuan is still waiting for the lord to cheer up and make an idea."

A trace of worry flashed in Mrs. Zhu Rong's eyes, and she shook her head slightly and said, "I don't know, but I can't do anything about this now."

Zhao Hainan continued to smile and said, "Madam, in fact, the lord gave me the matter and asked me to lead the troops to solve it. I can be alone for the lord. I just don't want to see my lord so depressed."

He looked at Mrs. Zhurong with confidence and loyalty on his face.

Mrs. Zhurong was slightly moved and said, "General Zhao is loyal and commendable."

Zhao Hainan looked serious and bowed: "Madam, I will be loyal to my lord for the sun and the moon. I just hope that my lord can restore his former glory as soon as possible and lead us to make a breakthrough in this Wuhuan."

Mrs. Zhurong nodded slightly, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes: "I hope so."

Zhao Hainan frowned and said, "Madam, this matter could have been reported to the court, but the lord just wasn't happy and thought it was too embarrassing."

There was a hint of helplessness and anxiety in his tone, and his face was filled with worry.

Mrs. Zhu Rong's eyes were deep, and after pondering for a moment, she said, "Now I can only take one step at a time, but I'd better see how things develop."

She was also very confused. She felt sorry for Meng Huo's stubbornness and was worried that the situation would become worse.

Zhao Hainan nodded solemnly and said, "Madam, then I will step down first. If there is any order, I will summon you at any time."

After saying that, he bowed respectfully and turned around and retreated.

Looking at Zhao Hainan's departure, Mrs. Zhu Rong sighed lightly, praying silently in her heart that things could turn around.

Mrs. Zhurong returned to the room again and saw Meng Huo collapsed on the table, muttering something in a vague way, and she was already drunk.

Her eyes were filled with care, she shook her head gently, and whispered to herself: "Husband, why are you doing this?"

Mrs. Zhurong walked over slowly, brought a quilt, and carefully draped it on Meng Huo.

Looking at Meng Huo's drunken look, she frowned and thought to herself: "The things here cannot be hidden like this anymore. They should be reported to the Prime Minister, otherwise I will go to Youzhou. But I am reluctant to leave my husband. Oh, I'd better write a letter, while he is asleep, otherwise he will not agree."

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhurong no longer hesitated, quickly brought paper and pen, sat aside and started writing letters.

Her expression was very focused, and every word was written very seriously. She silently prayed in her heart that the letter could be delivered in time and resolved the current dilemma.

After a while, Mrs. Zhurong wrote a letter, got up and walked out of the yard.

She looked serious, glanced around eagerly, and shouted, "Come!"

A soldier hurried over with confusion on his face.

Mrs. Zhurong handed him the letter and said firmly: "Please give this letter to Xi Yu, go and return quickly!"

The soldier was stunned, with hesitation and embarrassment on his face, and whispered: "Madam, the lord is unwilling to report the matter here to the top, small..."

Mrs. Zhurong glared at the soldier, raised her voice and said, "This is my order, I will bear all the responsibilities!"

The soldier felt Mrs. Zhurong's determination and did not dare to hesitate anymore. He nodded and responded: "Yes, madam, let's go now!" After saying that, he took the letter and turned around and ran away.

Mrs. Zhurong looked at the soldiers' backs away and prayed silently in her heart: "I hope this letter can resolve the crisis."

The soldiers were carrying letters and whipped the horses all the way, not daring to delay any delay.

He was also a little nervous, not knowing what consequences he would bring about this letter.

After the soldiers left, Mrs. Zhurong returned to the room, sat next to Meng Huo, gently held his hand, and murmured to himself: "Husband, don't blame me for taking my own actions, this is also for our future."

Suddenly, the sky began to become gloomy, and the originally blue sky seemed to be quickly covered by a huge gray curtain.

The dark clouds rolled like turbulent waves, stacking together layer by layer, pressing lower and lower, as if they were about to swallow the entire earth.

Immediately afterwards, dazzling lightning flashes shuttled through the dark clouds like silver snakes, instantly illuminating the dim world pale.

With such deafening thunder, Meng Huo still slept like a dead pig, without any awareness of the storm outside.

While hurriedly closing the doors and windows, Mrs. Zhurong muttered: "This thunder is so scary!"

Her face was full of tension and anxiety, and she said to God in her heart: "God, you must hit all bad people to death to make this world more peaceful."

After closing the doors and windows, she looked back at Meng Huo who was still sleeping, sighed helplessly, and murmured to herself: "Husband, when will you wake up? Don't escape reality like this."

The rain came very violently, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the ground frantically, splashing water, as if they were about to submerge the entire world.

However, the violent rain came and went quickly and it retreated in a short while.

After a while, Meng Huo woke up slowly. He rubbed his heavy head, opened his hazy eyes, and found that Mrs. Zhu Rong was with him with concern.

A trace of guilt flashed in Meng Huo's eyes, and he said hoarsely: "Madam, thank you for your hard work."

Mrs. Zhurong's eyes were filled with tears and she said softly: "Husband, you have finally woken up. As long as you are well, I will not feel tired."
Chapter completed!