Su Yan was summoned by Lady Su.
She went to the room in the west wing.
The smile Lady Su had outside quickly faded away.
Lady Su looked at Su Yan with a very complex expression.
After a long while, a sigh was heard.
"Xiao Yan, why did you come back at this time?"
Her words were quite complicated.
It wasn't entirely rejection, but there was helplessness too.
After all, she was flesh of her own flesh.
Making her substitute her brother and join the army back then was a last resort.
What kind of place is the battlefield?
Of those who go, only one or two return.
If her brother died, then the incense of the Su Family would truly end with this generation.
As a mother, she had no choice.
Both the palm and the back of the hand are flesh, and there must be sacrifices.
Su Yan looked at Lady Su and spoke.
"I came back to take a look."
Lady Su nodded,
"So, are you still going to go back?
Is the army still fighting?"
"I have to go back."
