On the correct way for little fairies to descend from heaven

Chapter 52 52. General Zhenyuan
The city gate opened.

A neatly formed team entered the city.

The man walking in the front sat on a black war horse. The horse's fur was smooth and shiny, as if it could reflect a human figure.The man on the horseback was wearing a ghost mask, with a blue face and fangs, it was really scary.

However, when the common people saw the man with the ghost mask, they were extremely enthusiastic: "Congratulations to the general on his triumphant return!"

"The general is invincible, he really deserves the name of God of War!"

Yun Zhaozhao lowered his head, and asked softly, "Is that masked... General Zhenyuan Jiang Fengying?"

Before Duanhong could answer, Mingyue had already opened his mouth one step at a time: "Yes, yes, it's him... Ah, don't be afraid to summon you, General Jiang, he wears a mask for a reason."

"The reason? Is it because you don't look good?" Yun Zhaozhao laughed, but he couldn't see where he was wearing a mask.

"No, no." Mingyue shook her fingers, "On the contrary, General Jiang was too good-looking to deter the enemy on the battlefield, so he had to wear this ghost mask."

Yun Zhaozhao: "..."

Born too good-looking?
How pretty can it be?
She suddenly couldn't restrain her nympho, and began to imagine in her head, but after thinking about it, only Mo Yuxian's overly enchanting face flashed across.

Mingyue seemed to read Yun Zhaozhao's thoughts, and lowered her voice: "Well... On the list of the most beautiful men in Beijing, the master is the first, General Jiang is the second, and the third and these two are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles. Of course, I think the master looks better!"

This is also Yun Zhaozhao's idea.

Still curious to know what the face looks like under this mask though.

Jiang Fengying didn't look sideways, and rode past the crowd on horseback. Yun Zhaozhao raised his head again and glanced at the man lightly.

The black eyes were blocked behind the mask, and only black shadows could be seen.

Yun Zhaozhao somehow felt that this person looked familiar.It seems to have seen it somewhere.

All the ranks entered the city, followed by some captives, including Mongolian nobles, soldiers, and family members.

All of them looked gloomy and haggard, with endless sadness on their faces.It was mighty, at least a hundred people.

The excitement was gone, and the three of them went back home.

Mingyue gossips with Yun Zhaozhao about Jiang Fengying, who is so beautiful.

"General Jiang, at the age of 22, went to the battlefield with his father at the age of seven. At the age of 16, he went into the main tent of Xiliang alone and escorted back the commander of the Xiliang Army who violated the border of Dongxi Kingdom. He is really a hero. Young man... However, I heard that General Jiang is not yet married, and the emperor refused to grant him a marriage—hmph, General Jiang, maybe he has broken his sleeve! Look, after staying in the barracks for so long For many years, I have been surrounded by rough men, so it is inevitable that there will be good-looking men... Hey, don't all good-looking men have broken sleeves?"

"Ahem..." Duanhong coughed in embarrassment, the master is also very good, he firmly believes that the master can't be that kind of thing...

Yun Zhaozhao smiled, not knowing how to answer these words.

Duanhong continued to cough: "Ahem, Mingyue, you should care about your brother Yufeng, don't think about things all day long..."

Mingyue sighed heavily: "Duanhong, you think I don't want to! Brother Yufeng doesn't want to see me at all! I went to Zuixianglou to find him, and he wouldn't say a few words to me... "

　☆Yes, the reason for wearing a mask is the same as that of King Lanling~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)