"It's OK, Mia." Zhou Wangjing gently reached out to Mia's back, and took out a heavy object in the darkness in the corner of her back.

Mia subconsciously wanted to reach out to stop her, but she let go of her hand in Zhou Wangjing's gaze.

It was a gun, an old-fashioned pistol with a somewhat old-fashioned appearance.

"I want to... avenge my father." Mia looked at Zhou Wangjing, her eyes filled with tears.

"I know." Zhou Wangjing said softly.

"But I can't do anything, I don't even know who the enemy is."

"I know."

"So, Brother Zhou Wangjing, can you return the gun to me?" Mia begged. Zhou Wangjing did not respond at first. After a while, he took out a small square box from his arms.

He looked at the small square box and handed it to Mia.

"This is..." Mia ended up with the square box in her hand. The square box was not heavy, but the packaging used was very exquisite.

"Open it and take a look. This is what Director Gulijud originally planned to give you. Now I will hand it over to you."

Mia stared at the gift box in front of her and thought that it contained the birthday gift her father wanted to give him, so she quickly reached out to take it apart.

After unpacking the packaging, what was exposed inside turned out to be a white porcelain bowl. The surface of the porcelain bowl was decorated with light blue flowers, and the size was about 20 cm in diameter and about 9 cm in height.

She noticed that the bowl had no trademark, and there seemed to be a few faint words on one side of the bowl.

thinking of you.

"Scp348, safety level is safe, codenamed Father's bowl. When a child with a minor illness or injury is present, Scp-348 will be filled with soup immediately. After the soup produced by Scp-348 is drunk by the children, they all said that they enjoy it very much, and sometimes it reminds them of the food they cooked by their parents." Zhou Wangjing said softly: "Gulijudd has always been upset about not being able to cook breakfast for you, so he spent a lot of effort to find this bowl and want to give it to you on your birthday."

"This bowl will show what the father wants to say to his daughter. No matter where he is, he can convey what he thinks to the other party,"

Mia stroked the bowl in her hand, and the words on it changed, and at the same time, delicious soup began to overflow into the bowl.

"I want you to be happy forever and live in a fairy tale world, my daughter, Mia."

Suddenly tears flowed out of Mia's eyes. She picked up the bowl and began to taste the soup.

The taste of the soup is somewhat similar to that of the chicken soup made at home, but it has just appeared in the bowl, and although it is steaming, it does not burn the mouth at all.

"It's strange... It's clear, I feel sad, but now I feel satisfied. I'm drinking it alone, but I don't feel lonely." Mia cried, with a slightly happy smile on her eyes.

She seemed to remember that man, who protected her like a mountain from childhood, and like her knight.

"It's like a fairy tale." Mia said with a smile and laughter at the bowl in her hand, and the next moment, a warm big hand stroked her head.

"Mia, this is what your father expects of you. He wants you to be happy forever, just like a princess living in fairy tales. There should be no sadness." Zhou Wangjing said softly, picking up a book from the table beside him and putting it into Mia's arms.

Andersen's fairy tale.

"Mia, listen to your father and believe in your brother." Zhou Wangjing said softly: "Leave your despair to Andersen, and hand the gun in his hand to me."

"I will definitely avenge you. You just need to live happily in this peaceful and beautiful Fenglu County." Zhou Wangjing said softly.

Mia listened to Zhou Wangjing's words and looked at the brand new bowls in her hand.

"kindness."

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A week later, Silver Hall.

"Are you crazy? Declare war on the North? At this time?" On the president's desk in the Silver Hall, Prince Kang questioned Ji Ranli on the other side of the long table.

Shortly after the meeting began, Queen Ji Ranli brought up an issue that shocked everyone.

That is to send troops to the north.

Everyone who heard this topic couldn't help but feel that the Empress was in this series of turmoil, especially the coup that had been a while ago. Among them, Prince Kang was the only one who could and dared to question her.

Now behind this empress, there is the King Jing who is like a god of killing.

"I have told you the reason for declaring war on the North. Zhou Wangzun planned a series of disasters in the Huangyan Kingdom. Whether it is the Ash Rebellion or the Returning Flame, he is the culprit..." Ji Ranli's face did not blush when he said this, as if he could not remember what he had participated in. "Besides, he was the culprit for splitting the North. So why did the issue I raised make so many criticisms for the elders?"

"The reason for the argument is not whether we want to deal with Zhou Wangzun, but whether we can!" An old minister finally couldn't help but feel emotional, slapped the table and stood up, pointing out the door angrily. "Your Majesty! Why don't you look at the world outside the palace! The frequent disasters over the years have already made this country turbulent, so how can I have the strength to launch a large army!"

"I think it's because the peace month has passed too long that we ran away in a mess in these incidents, and we can't even rely on the foundation to maintain the security of our country." Ji Ranli said softly: "Our blade has not been sharpened for too long. The most severe disasters that have been suffered in these several disasters are our ordinary people, not the army. Our military expenditure is still sufficient, the granary is still full, but the soldiers are weak and have no experience in fighting the enemy."

"If we cannot take the initiative to launch this Northern Expedition, then the next time we will face the wolf army led by Zhou Wangzun will go south to attack us... The Milan Federation and Goc are the best examples..."

The scene fell into silence, and everyone thought Ji Ranli's words made sense, but at this moment they felt scared.

I don’t know why, but few people here have actually seen Zhou Wangzun, but that man and the Northern Army led by him are frightened.

"But the only route to the northern border of the Iron City has been damaged and there is no way to supply the army to the north..." The old minister wanted to say something to refute, and the next second, as the door of the Silver Hall was pushed open, a familiar voice came from outside the door.
Chapter completed!