Cao Xiong and Zhao Hu looked at Ning Zechen with a terrifying scar on his face, and wiped his tears excitedly...

Ning Zechen, who was cold and silent on weekdays, had a slightly moved expression and his eyes seemed to melt.

"Zechen, you are still alive, it's great!"

Zhao Hu held Ning Zechen's hand honestly and refused to let go. He tossed and turned all the words. Although the tears in his eyes did not shed, they never stopped.

Cao Xiong was also a little excited. Although he was frivolous by nature, he and Ning Zechen and Zhao Hu were friends who grew up together, and they were really young.

When the house of the Marquis of Chuanning was confiscated, Ning Zhi was executed by rebels, he was so sad that he shed tears.

I am very happy to see Ning Zechen still alive.

However, Ning Zechen rarely said anything, but he heard Cao Xiong and Zhao Hu keep talking about things that were both good, and occasionally interjected some interesting things about the three of them when they were young, which was also lively.

"Zechen, how can Ning Hou settle you?"

Cao Xiong still dares not call Jia Huan "Brother Huan", and Jia Huan did not force him.

Ning Zechen said lightly: "Stay in the Western Regions."

When Cao Xiong heard this, he sighed and said, "It's good."

Ning Zhi rebelled by tyrants, Ning Zechen would definitely not be able to go back...

Zhao Hu's face was also a little gloomy, and gritted his teeth and said, "Zechen, I will look for Brother Huan and tell him, I'm here to the Western Regions too. The three of us grew up together, I can help you! Anyway, my family doesn't want me anymore, and Shoushan Bo Mansion has also been searched..."

When Ning Zechen heard this, a smile flashed on his face, and he shook his head and said, "Follow Brother Huan, there will be a future."

Zhao Hu smiled silly and said, "I already have a future. Brother Huan gave me the title of Shoushan Bo Mansion. I now have a first-class male title. No need to go more. I will follow you and I can help you!"

Ning Zechen shook his head when he heard this and said, "The Western Regions are too hard. You can follow Brother Huan to do things well. In the future, you will help me if you become a general."

Zhao Hu just smiled silly and didn't say anything, but made up his mind to come to the Western Regions.

Cao Xiong on the side was a little embarrassed. Zhao Hu was so loyal and wanted to come to the Western Regions to suffer together, but he...

His family was still counting on him, and his father had high hopes for him. If he ran to the Western Regions to help Ning Zechen, his father would be angry to death.

But if he doesn't come, wouldn't he seem unfaithful?

Cao Xiong was in a dilemma and had to grit his teeth and make a decision, but Zhao Hu pulled him and said, "Brother Xiong, you are different. Your father wants you, and he still hopes that you can earn a Shijue back. Besides, I also want you to take care of my family..."

Cao Xiong said dejectedly: "Hu Zi, Ze Chen, I'm not loyal..."

Ning Zechen did not speak, but patted Cao Xiong on the shoulder with his powerful hands.

When Zhao Hu saw this, he patted the other side with his hand and laughed: "We know that we grew up together, and we all know that you are loyal!"

Cao Xiong was moved and tears were almost falling. He said excitedly: "At this time, there must be wine, Zechen, Huzi, you two, wait, I'll go find wine!"

After saying that, regardless of Zhao Hu's pull, he went out of the tent to find wine.

"Zechen..."

After Cao Xiong went out, Zhao Hu looked at Ning Zechen and called out.

Ning Zechen raised his head, looked at him, and said, "Hmm?"

Zhao Hu swallowed, then reached into his arms, took out a small cloth bag from his arms, opened it under Ning Zechen's eyebrow, revealing a stack of paper inside...

Zhao Hu lowered his voice and said, "Zechen, this was sent to me the night before my uncle had an accident. He asked me to see you in the future and give this to you."

Ning Zechen's expression changed drastically when he heard this, his eyes were sensational. He took the paper roll from Zhao Hu's hand and opened it.

Then, his eyes were blank...

This is……

Is this a painting?

In the camp, under the dim oil lamp, a plum blossom is in full bloom under a towering snow-covered green mountain.

In front of the plum branch, a slender hand stretched out, as if to break the red plum...

It turned out to be... Hanshan, the picture of plum blossoms!

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Chapter completed!