Su Jin didn’t know how far the border was and didn’t care.
In her eyes, of course, the sooner you return to the Capital City, the better.
Xie Jingchen frowned deeply.
Sending grain and grass to the border would take almost a month. Was she planning to turn back to the Capital City right after delivering them to Qingyun Mountain?
Xie Jingchen was worried.
A man on horseback came over, dismounted, and said, "Marquis, it’s time to depart. Marquis Jibei has been waiting at the city gate for half a day."
"At his age, still in such a hurry," Marquis Dongxiang said helplessly.
"Alright, don’t keep the Old Marquis waiting. You can talk as you go," urged Mrs. Tang.
Others going to war usually part reluctantly.
But here with Mrs. Tang, she hurried Marquis Dongxiang to leave.
This family always does things differently.
Marquis Dongxiang looked at Su Yang, whose eyes were red, "Father, I can’t bear to see you go," Su Yang said.