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But since she had already come, she didn't turn her away.
"You rest for two days first, and I'll call you when we need help," she said.
Jiang Yin's eyes showed disappointment, but she was very submissive, "Your servant will heed Madam's arrangements."
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Daytime sunlight couldn't linger into the evening, and as dusk fell, the weather turned abruptly. In the Beiyong Army camp, the cold wind was bitingly sharp, cold as chunks of ice. The banners on the barracks flapped loudly in the wind, and the felt doors designed to block the drafts reflected a chilling light.
It was cold, so very cold.
Under the pitch-black sky, several patrolling guards had just come off their shift and were hunched over, blowing on their hands.
"This cursed weather, if only we had some liquor to warm up our bodies," one said.
"We're not fighting anymore; you can drink all you want once you get home for the New Year. Just hang in there a few more days," another responded.
