Fu An looked at the lord who was laughing heartily and silently stopped in his tracks.
Ting He saw that he wasn't very happy, so she leaned in and whispered, "What's wrong? Aren't you pleased to see the two masters getting along so well?"
Fu An snorted twice and said, "You ladies said they would marry this year. It's already June, and there's no sign of a wedding date."
Ting He comforted him, "The war came suddenly, our lady couldn't help it."
"See how happily our lady smiles at the young lord? Tell him to rest assured, once this battle is over, our lady will definitely bring up the wedding date."
Fu An didn't respond, but his expression improved somewhat.
After dinner, with some washing up, Zhao Hanzhang looked around and saw that the soldiers had already fallen asleep, squeezed together snoring except for those patrolling.
Zhao Hanzhang moved closer to Fu Tinghan and whispered, "You rest first, I'll take a walk around."
