Someone came up in front, holding a lantern. When he saw it was Zhongqing, he called out in a low voice, and then put out the light.
Zhong Qing raised her head and finally recognized the person in front of her. It was Xu Ang, the young marshal's close person.
Zhong Qing was about to explain, but Xu Ang turned around without any surprise and said in a low voice: "Miss Zhong is looking for the young commander? Come with me."
After saying that, he took the lead and walked towards the front.
Naturally, Zhong Qing had no objection and kept up with her at a leisurely pace.
Her expression was very calm, with an air of indifference.
But deep down in her heart, there was some doubt.
How did he know that he was here to see the young marshal? Even when he saw her, his expression was not surprised at all. Could it be that the young marshal already knew that she was coming and sent someone to wait for her here?
The hometown was very big, and after walking across a lake, Xu Ang led her in a different direction, instead of going to the young marshal's house.
A long corridor lies across the water, connected to a pavilion, floating on the water.
And Yi Jian was in that pavilion.
Xu Ang just led the way and did not go to the pavilion. He just pointed in the direction: "Miss Zhong, you can go alone. The young marshal is right there."
Seeing the pavilion, Zhong Qing's expression paled slightly, and she couldn't help but think of what happened at the pavilion next to her hometown the night before.
There were a few lotus flowers floating on the lake, and lanterns were hung on both sides of the corridor. It was very bright, just like daytime.
Because it was night, the lake water turned dark green, and there was a faint breeze blowing, bringing with it a touch of coolness.
Zhong Qing quickly walked to the front of the pavilion, raised her head, and saw Yi Jian lying lazily on the soft floor in the pavilion, with her eyes closed, as if sleeping.
"Zhongqing has met the young commander."
She spoke up.
Yi Jian heard the sound and continued to take a nap with his eyes closed. When she came...he just moved lazily and ignored her.
Zhongqing stared at this lazy and leisurely man with his eyes closed, lowered his eyes, and thought about what he should say next.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Yi Jian couldn't help but open his eyes. He yawned lazily and took a look at Zhongqing.
Zhong Qing doesn't know what's going on with her. She's so unsatisfied. Every time she sees the young commander, she blushes and her heart beats.--