Shang Ruyi let out a bitter laugh.
It's ironic how she had confidently told Tushere and the others that the city walls of Eastern Capital were solid, the granaries were well-stocked, and Liang Shide's troops were merely a rabble, not fit to take Eastern Capital, but now—
The biting cold wind whipped up a snowball the size of an egg, slapping hard against her face.
It was as if she had been struck hard.
Shang Ruyi's face stung with pain and cold, but at this moment she couldn't care about that, only feeling an unease, a foreboding that surged up in waves, almost suffocating her.
At this moment, she heard Lei Yu's voice in her ear, as if coming from a distant place—
"Shang Ruyi, why are you here?"
"..."
"Where is Feng Chen? Isn't he with you?"
"..."
"Why aren't you in Eastern Capital?"
"..."
Shang Ruyi lifted her somewhat numb face to look at her, hesitated a moment, then slowly said, "He, he was ordered to attack Wanggang Village."
"Oh?"
