The plan for the day lies in the morning.

Symbolizing the beginning of the day, the mood of getting up in the morning will often remain for the whole day, and the morning requires a good sleep. However, today, many people are destined to have a sad mood. Whether it is the tenant farmer rushing to the field, the slaves in the courtyard, or the refugee army who are worried for a day, the family members of the various generations who are watching a real drama are in different moods when they wake up, as if a heavy rain overnight, not only pours the ground thoroughly, but also breaks the hearts of everyone... Xu Lian is in a very bad mood, whether it is worried or depressed, it seems that all emotions that have never tasted in his life have surged out overnight, bursting in his chest and filling his whole body.

He opened his eyes suddenly and looked at the ugly beams. A trace of dust fell down, scaring him so much that he hurriedly closed his blood-covered eyes.

The door was pounding and there seemed to be a tendency for him to knock on it if he didn't agree, which made him even more annoyed. He opened his mouth and shouted, "What's the matter? Didn't you say you were not allowed to come and quarrel with me if you were fine?"

"Xiaolang, it's a woman named Wen Huan, she wants to see you."

Xu Lian raised his eyebrows, his eyes were full of surprise, and he sat up from the bed and stared at the dilapidated door: "She is the only one? Is there anyone following her?"

"She is the only one."

"Let her come in."

Xu Lian sat quietly on the bed, rubbed his sour eyes, and looked at the dilapidated house. When he thought that he had spent all his money to buy it from a farmer, he was so frustrated that he was so frustrated. From when, the son of a refugee handsome man had to live in such a dilapidated place, and even had to spend money to live in it. This was impossible in the past, but these days, he has been hiding around and hiding. It was a great gift to have such a place... He red eyes, watching the door being pushed open, and a slim woman came in. It was Wen Huan, the concubine of Xu Shen, who had not seen for many days.

"Young Master..." It seemed that I couldn't believe Xu Lian's current appearance. His clothes were messy, his hair was greasy, and even his face was a little dusty. Wen Huan pursed her lips and stood in front of the window. Xu Lian stared at her a little uneasy. She thought about her purpose of coming here, and finally said, "Young Master, Wen Huan is here to defect to you."

"Oh? Resigning to me? It seems a bit fake. Why, I feel a little hesitant when I see my appearance?" Xu Lian grinned, "What is the reason that you left Xu Shen and come to defect to me?"

"Xu...Shen, Xu Shen is dead." Wen Huan said carefully, looking at Xu Lian nervously, "Young Master, Xu Shen has been killed, and Pu Xiang Zhenren was also arrested. I heard that Wang Xuan, the Dalang of the Wang family, died, they will definitely not give up. Among the people who had been evil with the Wang family, only your father Xu Shuai is safe for the time being...Young Master, you should go back and remind Xu Shuai immediately, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, I'll be in danger of my life?" Xu Lian sneered, "You overestimate Wang, but what you said is right, you must deal with it... Well, with such an excuse, I don't have to live in this shabby place anymore."

Wen Huan breathed a sigh of relief and walked slowly over to support Xu Lian to get up: "Young master, let's go back now?"

"Go back? Why are you so anxious? When you go back, your father will be scolded. Before that——" The greedy and lustful gaze stopped on Wen Huan's chest, Xu Lian stretched out his hand, pulled her clothes open, turned up and pressed her under her body, opened her mouth and chewed on her delicate face, "You should enjoy it well..."

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In a quiet courtyard, the woman fed a basin of water and carried it into the room. After a while, Xu Heng, who was covered in tendon flesh, walked out naked with his upper body and was a little annoyed at the complaints of the woman behind him. As he listened, he turned around and said, "Okay, it's not just your son, am I not in a hurry? I'll be muttering all day long, and I'll be able to come back if my son is muttering? Shut up."

The woman looked embarrassed and threw her clothes to Xu Heng angrily, turned around and entered the room again.

Xu Heng stared at the flowers and plants raised by the women in front of him. He was soaked in the heavy rain all night and fell a little. The maids were shuttled back and forth in the garden, taking care of the flowers and plants. He seemed to be familiar with him naked, but there were still some maids staring at him with courage, with red cheeks.

He didn't care, and had no desire for these women. He quickly put on his clothes and did not prepare to have dinner at home... Xu Heng is a military man. Every time he went home, the Yingying Yanyan at home made him irritable. If it weren't for the recent storm, he would usually live in the camp. Yibo's subordinates sent out last night did not come back, which made him a little worried. What's more, his wife's son Xu Lian, who has been talking about, has been sent to Xu Shen's mansion for so many days, and he has not come back yet. He is very worried.

Even though it seems that this son disappointed him at the moment,... it is his son after all.

After putting on his clothes, he was about to call the servant to prepare a car, but a surge came from outside. Soon, Xu Lian, who had disappeared for a few days, appeared in his sight, and followed a woman behind him. He was about to scold him, but he saw Xu Lian with a haggard face with a beard on his face. He held back his words when he was told, stood there quietly, watching the servant call out his wife, and his wife hugged Xu Lian in her arms and cried bitterly...

After a while, feeling that they had been close enough, Xu Heng walked over and asked, "What happened to you like... Jinyan?"

"Xu Shen is dead. He was caught yesterday, but he escaped and defected to Puxiang Zhenren, but he was still killed by the Wang family of Langya!" Xu Lian answered guiltily, telling what happened last night that Wen Huan heard from Wen Huan's mouth.

"You can call Jinyan's name directly?" Xu Heng frowned and glared at Xu Lian fiercely, but was glared back by his wife who was protecting her next to him, but she was helpless.

"Xu Shen, the old thief, is worthy of his name... Father, you don't know, did you send Han Ziqing to pick up Xu Shen last night? Han Ziqing shouldn't have come back yet." Xu Lian smiled and pointed to Wen Huan next to him and said, "She is Wen Huan, Xu Shen's concubine, but she saw Xu Shen join hands with real person Puxiang to kill Han Ziqing's group... After learning this news, I don't know my father, do you wish to be a brother?"

"What? Jin... Han Ziqing was killed by Xu Shen?" Xu Heng was stunned, and his fist was clenched. He couldn't accept the fact that his confidant died just like this. His eyes were a little cold, and he wandered on Wen Huan and frowned, "This woman... is Xu Shen's concubine?"

"Yes." Wen Huan seemed to be frightened by Xu Heng's gaze, and hid behind Xu Lian and replied carefully.

"Since you saw it with your own eyes, I guess you will be with Xu Shen and Puxiang. Then, how did you come back with my son? Based on my understanding of Xu Shen, he doesn't like his own women and other men to kiss me..."

Wen Huan's face changed. Before Xu Heng could finish speaking, she turned around and ran out. No one had expected this action. She watched her rush to the door for a moment, and her figure quickly disappeared.

"Catch her!" Xu Heng waved his hand and a group of slaves hurriedly chased after him.

However, before they could catch up, Wen Huan, who disappeared at the door, appeared again.

With his back to everyone, his body trembled and he slowly retreated.

A group of martial soldiers holding swords appeared in front of Xu Heng. His body shook, his face full of depressed expression...
Chapter completed!