"But... I'm even more worried about just the three of you going on an adventure!" In He Yong's view, they are simply a team that is going to die. No matter how good Zhao Changyuan and Dongdu Xia are, can they defeat thousands of troops?
?Not to mention carrying a towing oil bottle...
Before Zhao Changyuan could respond, the evil young man spoke first: "Actually... I agree more with He Yong's statement. You should send someone else to see the King of Tufan."
For the first time, He Yong was flattered by the young master's approval: "Well, did you hear that?"
The abominable young man did not move him for long. The following words almost made him angry to death: "He is a clumsy old man who has a clumsy tongue and is not very good at speaking. He can make people furious with just a few words.
The envoy was so unsatisfactory that he failed to accomplish anything and lost his life in Tibet."
"Hey, can you speak?" He Yong is not an irritable person, but for some reason, Jing Zhao was angered by Pan Ershao. It can be said that their temperaments are not harmonious, but they always stand on the same front when it comes to right and wrong...
…
The evil young man had a nonchalant look on his face. He pointed at He Yong and said to Zhao Changyuan: "Look, he is still so restless. I think Zhao Liang is more suitable than him. He is much smoother and more accommodating in his words and deeds."
"Besides, the three of us went to the desert to rescue people. This battle is indeed a bit shabby. With more people, we have two more fists, and the chance of winning is greater."
Hearing what the evil young man said, He Yong calmed down and rolled his eyes at him.
But Zhao Changyuan remained silent and thought for a long time with his eyes lowered. The danger of going to the desert this time was self-evident. Both the bad boy and himself had reasons to go, but He Yong was an innocent person after all. What reason was there for him to let him go?
Leave your wife and children behind and go into danger together?
The evil young man guessed his thoughts thoroughly, and whispered in his ear: "I know what you are worried about, but our trip is not to die, but to come back alive together, isn't it?"
Finally, Zhao Changyuan raised his head and said to the anxious He Yong and the evil young man with a casual smile: "Okay, then let's go back to our homes to pack our bags and say goodbye to our families. We will meet at the West City Gate in two hours."
After General Pan He was ordered to exit the tent, Zhao Changyuan also stood up and put on his cloak and planned to go home. At this time, a man walked up to him with a dark face and rolled his eyes.
He called out in confusion: "Second brother?"
Yang Jinyi crossed his arms and raised his chin with a look of dissatisfaction: "Brother-in-law, it's not interesting for you to do this. Don't you regard your brother as one of your own?" When he was waiting for the summons outside, he could clearly hear the conversation inside.
Clearly.
Zhao Changyuan was confused by his incoherent complaint: "How could that be?"
"Then why don't you call me, my brother, when you go out to the city at night? Do you think my brother is not as capable as these two brats?"
"Where are you talking? Second brother, you have misunderstood me." Zhao Changyuan couldn't even laugh or cry when he heard the whole story.
"Misunderstanding? Huh, I don't think it's necessarily a misunderstanding." Brother Yang seemed to be really angry this time. He wasted his time treating his brother-in-law as one of his own, but he ignored him in everything and would rather take that inconspicuous person with him.
Mr. Pan...
Zhao Changyuan walked up to Yang Jinyi with a sincere smile, looked steadily into his resentful eyes, and said: "If the King of Tufan is willing to cooperate with us to defeat the enemy, then someone must lead the army out. I think
Among the generals of the three armies, you are the most able to hold the position. My father has not been on the battlefield for many years. People like Zhao Liang and Ge Xiaoqing are still inexperienced and have never led so many troops. If you leave with us, I
Who else can we expect to bring an army to rescue us?"
Only half of his words were sincere. Although Zhao Xiong had not worn armor for many years, he was not unable to command tens of thousands of troops. But as the old saying goes, he did not want his father to participate in this matter. Call him selfish.
, no matter how careless he is, he doesn't want to disturb his parents' peaceful life.
But Yang Jinyi, who didn't know what he was talking about, was completely conquered by his words: "What you said seems to make sense." Everyone likes to hear nice words, especially people with the temperament of Brother Yang. A few decent compliments.
, it simply made him feel more comfortable than a hundred taels of gold.
Seeing that he was convinced, Zhao Changyuan smiled with satisfaction, then straightened his face and said to him seriously: "Second brother, there is something you must keep in mind."
"Say it, brother, listen."
"Pan Zhuqing is just a supervisor and has no military power. You must take matters in the army into your own hands. No matter what he says or does, you must not let him or his people get involved in the slightest." This is why he needs to let Yang Jinyi
One of the reasons why he stayed and picked Da Gong was that Brother Yang didn't like Pan Zhuqing very much since he was a child. The two were about the same age, had the same aura, and were equally majestic. Only by keeping him could he be able to withstand Pan Zhuqing's plot.
Pan Zhuqing was the best at overcoming strength with softness. But this time, Zhao Changyuan wanted to give him a hard time.
"Remember it, you can rest assured." Although he didn't understand Zhao Changyuan's real concerns and intentions, Yang Jinyi still agreed and kept it in his heart. Not just because of his inherent prejudice and dissatisfaction with Pan Zhuqing.
He was happy, especially because of his high obedience as an officer. In his eyes, the pretty boy in front of him was his brother-in-law, but more importantly, he was his boss and his commander.
"Expired! SHIT!" Her voice at this moment almost shattered the window paper. She regretted that she didn't look carefully at that time, but she never expected that the pretty boy would deceive her like this.
Her hands were shaking with anger, and her head was buzzing. It was difficult to calm down her anger without venting it...
Turning over the table? Too much noise. Smashing things? She felt distressed. So, the two customs clearance documents in her hand became a bucket of frustration for her. She tore them to pieces in her hands with red eyes, and kept hysterical in her mouth.
She angrily cursed: "It's too much. This stinky man is actually playing tricks on me! I hate you so much! Thank you for trusting you so much! Ah -" With the last scream, she pushed the fragment in her hand towards the door.
Throwing it away, with such momentum, it seemed that what was torn into pieces was not the document, but the pretty boy who deceived her, deceived her, and hurt her young heart.
Almost at the same moment, the door was opened from the outside. A tall figure strode in, but was thrown into pieces...
"What's wrong? Who made you angry?" Zhao Changyuan faced the sudden domestic violence with a stunned expression. When he hurried in just now, he heard roars coming from the room. He didn't know why, so he rushed in anxiously.
Gong Yueyue's anger was extinguished in an instant, her hands stopped shaking, her eyes stopped staring, and even her voice changed from King Kong to Teresa Teng: "You... didn't leave?"
Zhao Changyuan glanced at the piece of paper on the ground and understood. He suppressed the smile on his lips and asked, "Didn't I say I would take you with me? Have you changed your mind?"
"No!" She jumped from the table to him and hugged his arm tightly like a vine, fearing that he would disappear into thin air after turning around like Bai Suzhen.
He had just been riding a horse for several miles in the cold weather, but he was warmed up by her small gesture. He pulled her into his arms, held her face and kissed her endlessly...
His passionate kisses and breaths quickly made her enter a state of confusion and ecstasy. Her little paws climbed up his back and wiped the oil up and down.
Zhao Changyuan, who had been bored in the military camp for a day, could not withstand such teasing. The anger in his belly quickly turned into the fire of lust, which quickly burned in his body.
When his hand reached into her waist and took off half of her belt, her rationality suddenly came back. She intercepted his hand with one hand and said hesitantly: "We...don't we still have business to do?"
What about..."
"I will do it as soon as possible..." In this case, a man's rationality is always weaker than that of a woman. Even a dull man like Zhao Changyuan is no exception. After all, the woman in his arms is the source of all his emotions and desires.
He pushed her hand away and still stubbornly pulled away the remaining belt of her clothes...
She helplessly avoided his lips, and breathlessly reminded him in his tighter and tighter arms: "But Lin Moyan... is so anxious... and Aunt Qing... what should they do?"
As soon as she finished saying these words, she suddenly felt her arms loosen a lot, and the big hands entangled around her waist finally stopped moving.
"You're right, I'm confused." His tense body gradually relaxed. After calming down for a long time, he raised her face, planted a kiss on her forehead, and finally said: "Let's go."
After gathering his emotions and appearance, Zhao Changyuan carried his luggage, blew out the candles, took his wife's hand and walked out the door. Gong Yueyue kicked the paper on the ground and asked angrily: "But what's going on?
What? It’s expired, you’re kidding me.”
In the darkness, his warm and white smile lit up: "I want to make you feel at ease, so I have to do this. Am I not here to pick you up?" After saying that, he pulled her out of the house, turned around and closed the door.
"You were actually dishonest to me. I'll remember it." She said this harshly, but her heart was sweet.
The two of them were almost at the door when Gong Yueyue suddenly remembered something she had ignored: "Should we say hello to our parents? Also, have Fang Zhiwen made arrangements?" Makeup artist, stylist, lighting
Are all the teachers in place?
Zhao Changyuan did not stop, but still pulled her forward: "Don't worry, madam, I've taken care of everything."
Gong Yueyue felt relieved and took steps towards the stable.
Zhao Changyuan grabbed her and asked strangely: "Where are you going?"
"I'll go get my horse." Is it possible to take a carriage? That kind of speed is too unscientific.
Zhao Changyuan chuckled lightly and pulled her towards the door: "Forget about your... little broken horse..."
She was extremely unhappy to hear this: "You can look down on me, but you can't look down on my little lover." Although her horse was a little shorter, thinner, and slower, it was just right for her.
This is a novice driver who just got his driver's license and is on the road. (To be continued)