Just as he was about to ask, He Yong and others had already returned. "Marshal, he has escaped."
Zhao Changyuan looked up at them in disbelief. With the skills of these people, they could actually make people run away...
He Yong knew what he meant and immediately added: "He ran into Tong...'s place."
Zhao Changyuan's expression changed, and everyone looked at the man.
"What's going on?" Yang Jinyi asked him in a rough voice.
The man's face was pale and his breath was disordered, as if he was very frightened. "Xiao Min doesn't know... what's going on. Today... when I'm having dinner, I want to go out on the street... and get some wine for my father.
.Unexpectedly...I was knocked unconscious on the way and brought here. They...they asked Xiaomin...let Xiaomin sleep with a man!"
While listening to him speak, several generals had already read something on his face. When they heard the end, they all couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably: "Pfft..." "Pfft!" But after all, Zhao Changyuan was right at the moment.
They stood around them with stern faces, and no one dared to really laugh out loud.
"What happened next?" The big white goose narrowed his eyes, and his face became increasingly angry.
"The little people refused to surrender... I ran out while they were not paying attention. Who knew that the group of people would chase me all the way here."
Zhao Changyuan thought for a moment and said to him: "I'll have someone take you back. You go home."
He Yong reminded him from the side: "Uh... Marshal, since that boy... can catch him once, he can catch him a second time. It would be strange if this little boy doesn't get tortured to death if he gets into his hands again..."
After saying that, the replica "little pretty face" looked at Zhao Changyuan with a frightened expression.
"In that case, let him live in your house. That boy... won't dare to pluck the hair out of your tiger's mouth." Zhao Changyuan decided to throw the hot potato to He Yong.
"Ah..." The replica "boyfriend" couldn't help but exclaimed. He Yong looked a bit fierce and not easy to get along with.
"What? Are you still going to do it? I'm not willing to live with you, a white-faced guy with unknown origins!" Seeing that he was making himself unable to step down, He Yong glared angrily and swore. "Marshal, I see Xiao Juan.
I match him well, and being together is like black and white."
"Pfft..." "Pfft!" The rest of the people couldn't help bursting into laughter. Zhao Changyuan, however, frowned slightly and showed a slight color on his face. These people always make excuses for other people's skin color. Have they ever considered the fairest person present?
How does this person feel? Is it his fault that he is white?
Dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, and the current problem must be solved. Zhao Xiaobailian saw that He Yong was not compatible with the man, so he agreed with He Yong's suggestion and asked Xiao Juan to take him back. Finally, he also asked the replica "Xiaobailian" for his opinion: "You
Either agree, or go out on your own."
When the man saw that Xiao Juan was silent and seemed much kinder, he agreed without hesitation: "I am willing!"
Xiao Juan saw that his clothes were disheveled and seemed to have been torn by someone, which was really offensive. He suppressed a smile and stepped forward and said to him: "Let's go, I will take you to change clothes."
"Hey! Thank you, generals! Thank you, the marshal!" The man thanked him profusely. Before leaving, he stopped in front of Zhao Changyuan and stared at him with wide eyes.
Zhao Changyuan was furious at what he saw. "What are you looking at?"
The man also noticed the suspicion on Zhao Changyuan's face, pointed at him and said with excitement: "This marshal looks so familiar..."
Everyone was almost having trouble holding back their laughter tonight. "Puff... Puff... Puff..." "Puff..."
The person involved, Zhao Changyuan, didn't find it funny at all. A feeling of being insulted spread in his heart. He gritted his teeth and warned coldly: "Disappear immediately before I throw you back."
"Hey, let's go now." Seeing that he was about to explode, the man was so frightened that he quickly rubbed oil on his feet and ran away with Xiao Juan.
"What are you laughing at? What's so funny?" The friends suppressed their laughter, their faces turned red, and Zhao Changyuan was about to explode with anger.
Yang Jinyi felt uncomfortable not to vomit, otherwise he would have been stifled by this shocking gossip tonight. "I said brother-in-law... I just found out about Tong...'s affection for you today. No wonder Lai here refuses to leave."
Zhao Changyuan glared at him fiercely, but was unable to refute, and was too ashamed to argue the matter, so he simply walked away.
Leaving behind a few friends who had suffered internal injuries, after he walked away, he laughed so much that he almost fell to the ground. "I can't hold it in any longer, hahahaha..." "Hahahaha..."
A table, a stool, and a candle illuminated Zhao Xiaochinan's sad and lovesick face. In front of him were love gloves, a love letter shirt, and two shabby love letters glued with kraft paper, covering half of the table. He lay on the table and rubbed it gently.
These evidences of love, the grievances and dissatisfaction in the eyes are constantly jumping with the light of the candle. "You are a heartless little liar and a white-eyed wolf. You still say how you love me and how you miss me, so why don't you come to me? You
Do you know how much I miss you? Do you know how afraid I am that you will suddenly disappear..."
From anger to sadness, from calmness to a sore nose. That woman hundreds of kilometers away, that girl who was actually more than a thousand years younger than him, made him feel worried.
Ever since he knew her origins, he had been worrying about gains and losses all the time. Her smiles, her willful mischief, her tenderness, her enchantment, her love, her unrestrained and extraordinary... always made him feel that only
It is safe to keep her by his side. He is afraid that one day, the wheel of fortune will take her away again, leaving him no aftertaste. He is also afraid that one day, he will wake up suddenly and find that everything about her is just a dream.
"If it's really a dream, don't wake me up." He murmured to himself. Suddenly he heard someone knocking on the door. "Who?"
He Yong's voice came from outside the door: "Marshal, it's me!"
"Come in." He tidied the table a little, then sat in front of him, looking at He Yong who opened the door and walked in.
The other party walked in with a dinner plate in his hand and smiled. "I asked Uncle Jiang to rest. He is too old to bear it."
"Well, thank you." Zhao Changyuan felt much better as he smelled the fragrant food. He stuffed a few mouthfuls of rice into his mouth and asked, "Has your wife received the letter?"
"It seems that the day is almost here, but even if Madam sets off immediately, she won't be able to do it so quickly. She doesn't have a red rabbit horse. Don't be so anxious, she will come. If this continues, don't wait for her to come. You can do it yourself
Crazy."
Zhao Changyuan took two mouthfuls of food and suddenly asked: "What will your wife do if she can't be persuaded? My wife is very stubborn at critical times. Do you think she won't stop coming?"
He Yong was a little dumbfounded, and couldn't help but sweat for Gong Yueyue. This man's seamless love made onlookers feel stressed, and the person involved didn't know how to feel. Now it's okay to be together less and separated more, but in the future
If he is still like this after a long time... With the temper of the marshal's wife, it is hard to say whether he can tolerate it... "If she doesn't come, it means you are not in my heart at all. Then why do you still want her? Just let her be!
"
"Come on, my wife won't do this to you. If I ignore her, she won't ignore me." The pretty boy finally had some self-awareness.
"Hey, it's true that one thing comes after another." He Yong smiled bitterly and shook his head, not intending to argue with him who had zero emotional intelligence. After he finished half of the meal, He Yong suddenly remembered something and quickly reminded him: "
That... Tong Xianlao, this is not the solution, you still have to..."
Zhao Changyuan mistakenly thought that he was teasing him again, and immediately shot him in the eye. He Yong was so frightened that he quickly explained: "Don't be angry first. What I mean is that you'd better hit him to make him calm down."
"What does it have to do with me? I won't go." Zhao Changyuan felt extremely disgusted when he mentioned what happened tonight. If he really met Tong Xian, he might not be able to hold back and would crush him to death.
He Yong blinked and advised him seriously: "It has nothing to do with you... I mean, you are the commander-in-chief of the three armies after all. Doesn't that guy named Tong act like this next to our army affect our morale?
?Besides, your wife is coming soon. What would she think if something like this happens to her tonight? Women, especially pregnant women, are the most cautious and love to think wildly. What if,
If you keep making that child angry... you will feel so distressed!"
Seeing that his face changed slightly, as if he was touched, He Yong added: "Besides, do you still plan to keep this kid here today? If he is caught by Tong Xian again in the future, then our help tonight will not be in vain.
One game?"
"I got it, I'll take care of it." To untie the bell, the bell tyer still needs to be tied, although the bell tyer just wants to have a quick scissor.
Early the next morning, as soon as Tong Xian left the room, he was almost fainted by the beautiful scenery outside. Zhao Xiaobai stood in the corridor with his arms folded, wearing a long dark fox fur coat, with his hair tied loosely behind his waist.
Meanwhile, he was kicking small stones casually under his feet. "Mr. Zhao! It's so early..." Tong Xian finally adjusted her breathing, held back the saliva that was about to come out, and pressed down on the blood tank that was about to be emptied. This pretty boy looked so early in the morning.
Is it really appropriate to seduce uncle?
"Master Tong...are you free?" Zhao Changyuan approached him expressionlessly, his long hair and clothes flowing gracefully behind him. He was a person who had no idea about beauty, so he had never been aware of the difference in his appearance.
The lethality. Every morning when he wakes up, the way he walks around the room with his long hair disheveled and wearing a nightgown makes Gong Yueyue unable to resist, let alone Tong Xian at this moment? He thinks he is called slovenly.
You are so stupid and naive to come here to scare the old pervert.
Tong Xian, an uncle in his forties, was immediately turned into a crazy fan. "You have time! I wonder why Mr. Zhao is looking for Tong?"
Zhao Changyuan kept ten steps away from him. Although his eyes were looking at him, the focus was elsewhere. He said in a cold and direct voice: "You and I both know what happened last night. That man is still detained by me.
In the military."
Tong Xian immediately woke up from the pink illusion. "Sir, what do you mean..."
Zhao Changyuan still stared at him, his face getting colder and his tone getting harder. "Your Excellency, you must understand what Zhao means. Zhao shouldn't interfere in other people's private lives, but you have gone too far. If there is any gossip,
If this reaches the Emperor, it will definitely damage the reputation and morale of our army. If Your Excellency refuses to restrain himself, Tong will have no choice but to inform His Majesty and terminate Your Excellency’s tour early.” (To be continued)