Half-Demon Xia Qi

Deng Chanyu paused, then glanced at Deng Jiugong beside her before urging her horse forward.

When she looked at Lu Chuan, a trace of complexity flashed through her eyes.

Their betrothal had already been settled for several years. They were only waiting for this war to end before they married, so meeting him this time at Sishui Pass had been quite a pleasant surprise for her too.

Last time in the military camp, Lu Chuan had not known her identity, but this time, after he found out, she had thought that, one way or another, Lu Chuan would get acquainted with her in advance, strengthen their ties, deepen their feelings, and the like.

But there had been none of that.

These past few days, Lord Lu not only had not taken the initiative to seek her out, he also looked extremely busy.

However, with the great battle imminent, and Lu Chuan responsible for Di Xin's guard work as well as all sorts of battle deployments, she could understand it.

But when the two met alone in private, it still felt very strange.

"What orders does My Lord have in summoning this general over?" Deng Chanyu said, cupping her fists.

Lu Chuan looked toward Deng Chanyu. He had to admit that this fiancée of his truly was delicate and pretty. Clad in silver armor, carrying a uniquely captivating heroic air, she was absolutely rare on this battlefield that belonged to men—a remarkable woman.

Lu Chuan glanced at the sky and said in a low voice, "I heard General Deng has skill with hidden weapons, striking true a hundred times in a hundred. I wonder if that matter is true?"

"Merely a petty trick of carving insects. But where did Lord Lu hear of it?"

Her bright eyes flickered, and a trace