A post-apocalyptic female soul travels back to the War of Resistance against Japan

To save time, Cheng Ying jumped a few times and reached the rooftop. She decided to look for the light on in one direction and head towards it.

After searching for a while, she finally found a courtyard with lights on. After hiding, she jumped off the roof!

Good heavens, there were several people in a living room, seemingly discussing something. As she got closer, Cheng Ying walked in openly, found a seat, and decided to listen to what they were talking about.

At the same time, the spatial barrier was opened, allowing Ye Jinxuan, Ye Wuhen, Chu Qiao, Shi Mobai, Liu Haoyang, and the others to see what was happening outside.

The group inside the space were enjoying their meal when suddenly the space rippled, and they saw what was happening outside.

Shi Mobai exclaimed, "Where is Sister Cheng?"

"Why won't they let us out!"

Liu Haoyang said with a smile, "You should just stay put for a while! If we go out now, we'll give ourselves away."

Chu Qiao looked around and asked, "Where am I? Hey, who are these people? Does anyone know them?"

He had barely finished speaking when he heard several people talking, "Your Highness, is there any news about the Prince?"

Ye Huaiyuan took a sip of tea, then nodded and said:

"I called everyone here today to talk about this matter. Because of the long distance, the news arrived a little late."

Cheng Ying was dumbfounded. No way! The news only got here this far?

The others in the space were also curious, and Shi Mobai couldn't help but exclaim:

"No way! No way! The news is coming in way too slowly. Things in Lin'an City have already come to an end, and Ye Huaiyuan has only just received a reply from his father. That's really too slow!"

At this moment, one of the subordinates in the hall asked, "Has the young master not seen it yet?"

Ye Huaiyuan shook his head and said, "Not yet. This letter seems to be particularly important. They specially sent someone from there to deliver it. I was afraid there might be something else going on, so I called everyone over to discuss it together."

In fact, Ye Huaiyuan knew in his heart that if such an important letter was about a rebellion, it must be about the rebellion.

But such a big matter couldn't be handled by him alone, so he called over some of the people he had recruited.

Moreover, this will make these people feel that this matter is not just about their family, but about the interests of all of them.

The messenger fell ill on the way and was delayed for a few days, which is why the message arrived a few days late by some twist of fate. Perhaps this was also God's arrangement!

Normally, a letter should have arrived long ago, but when Ren Xue arranged for someone to deliver it, she felt that this letter was very important and specially asked one of her own trusted confidants to deliver it.

However, his usually reliable confidant was delayed due to illness, which was unexpected.

"Your Highness, please open it quickly and see what the Prince said. Is there any progress on that matter? That way, we can cooperate accordingly."

At this moment, a dark-skinned, tall man in the room spoke urgently.

Ye Huaiyuan nodded, took out the letter from his pocket, and opened it to read in front of them.

After Ye Huaiyuan finished reading it, he understood. Sure enough, his father was serious this time. Judging from the date on the letter, it should be almost done by now.

Fortunately, just in case, he had already sent over 100,000 troops over in advance.

This is what they call perfect timing, favorable location, and harmonious relationships; the opportunity came at just the right time, and even God seemed to be willing for them to succeed.

"Hahaha, good news, everyone. The report says that Father has arrived safely in Lin'an City and entered the palace smoothly."

"Lin'an City is already in Father Emperor's hands, so we are to gather our troops and continue to send them there, just in case something else happens. As long as we have strong troops, we are not afraid of them causing trouble."

The men seated at the head of the table were all grinning with delight, and they all volunteered to lead troops to Lin'an City to lend Prince Gong a hand.

Cheng Ying and the others in the empty room looked at the group of clowns with twitching lips, feeling that they were so stupid, what should they do?

To prevent them from going crazy with their stupidity, they'll kindly help them out and wake them up!

So Cheng Ying waved her hand, and the people in the space appeared in the house. The happy people in the living room talked for a while before realizing that something seemed wrong.

The group turned around abruptly and were shocked to see several more children in the room.

"Who are you? What brings you here?" Ye Huaiyuan asked in a gloomy tone.

He had a gut feeling that these children must not be ordinary people, since they were able to come here silently. Ye Huaiyuan slowly stood up and took a few steps forward.

Ye Wuhen stepped forward and said, "We came here specifically to act as angels to save you from your stupidity."

"How dare you! Where did you little brats come from, spouting nonsense here? Are all the people outside dead? How did they let you in?"

"That's what the tall, dark-faced man said."