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Chapter 48(2/2)

Huo Yang sat opposite me and hummed, "Running very fast."

Junior Brother Six glared at me: "You make Xiaolan feel so worried!"

Luo Wudao: "General, don't leave your subordinates and others in the future."

Xiaolan grabbed my arm: "Miss, I have a secret to tell you..."

There were too many voices, and I couldn't answer for a moment, but I just wet my eyes again, and I tried to hold back my tears. But these people were too warm, but it made me suddenly remember that the bone-cold outside the princess's mansion that night, so the tears were a little unbearable, and the whole Dengdeng almost slid down.

After I came back that night, I fell asleep crying, followed by a high fever, and after a few days of sleep, I never shed tears again.

But why did these people's words of blame and concern today touch the empty space?

Suddenly, Lin Fang's clear voice said, "She has sincerely admitted her mistake to me these days and has done a lot of work. Even the documents she never touched before have been dealt with. He will atone for his sins, so everyone is not allowed to talk about her again."

Half-joking, half-serious.

Everyone laughed, and the third senior brother said in surprise: "Oh Qinghong, you despise the most clerk work. You actually deal with the clerks. You abandon the martial arts and follow the clerks! It's really gratifying!"

Xiaolan also widened her eyes and said, "Miss, are you really so obedient? You really have no face!"

Huo Yang said calmly: "The leader favors her."

Lin Fang smiled slightly, looked at me who burst into tears and said, "Let's pour a bar for everyone!"

I nodded. Lin Fang held the wine pot, and everyone refused, stood up respectfully and held the wine glass and drank it all in one sip. I held the other wine pot, and those people looked lazy, and they were indifferent to their cups, so they were so at ease that I filled the wine. Huo Yang filled the wine, drank it all in one sip, and threw it on the table, looking at me squintly: "I want another glass."

I punched him: "Die disciple! Should I die for my master?"

He flexibly dodged, smiled loudly, snatched the wine pot from my hand, and poured it into his mouth towards the spout.

Everyone laughed, I was too lazy to pay attention to him and returned to my seat. Xiahou looked around with a smile and said, "The Jiangdong Wulin finally regained its former glory! Wenxuan, you have a great contribution! I wish you a cup!"

The two drank it all. Lin Fang's snow-white face did not change at all, and he looked at everyone calmly: "It is because of the joint struggle that you have achieved today's small achievements. The road ahead is already a smooth road. Wen Xuan only hopes that the Jiangdong Wulin will carry forward the righteousness from now on, support the Jin room, and one day, we will restore the thousands of miles of our great Jin Dynasty!"

Everyone applauded, so they drank even harder. Even Xiaolan raised her glasses frequently, and the sixth junior brother was busy blocking her wine, while Luo Wuze brought her hot tea with heartache.

It’s great, Xiaolan, she is almost a good man, right? After this great disaster, Xiaolan should have a heart! I must ask her later, which one she likes?

It’s great. Whether it’s the sixth junior brother or Luo Wu, everyone is a poor family. If you want to be together, you will be together. Although one person will be sad, seeing that they both silently care about Xiaolan today, they probably have reached a certain degree of agreement?

It's really good.

I looked at the rippling water in the cup and raised my glass to Huo Yang: "Huo Yang, I have never thanked you for saving me in Mianzhou!" Drink it all!

He raised his glass to Junior Brother Six: "Junior Brother Six, thank you for sacrificing yourself outside Wuchang City!" He drank it all!

He raised his glass to the master: "Master, thank you for teaching me martial arts. From tomorrow, Hong'er will abandon his sword and use a knife! I hope Master will give it a tip!" Drink it all...

The people on the table fell down one by one, Huo Yang, third brother, sixth brother, Xiao Lan... I had a lot of alcohol, and today I seemed to be unable to drink enough. When my eyes were blurred, I could no longer see my head raised on the table.

In a trance, a cold hand stretched out from beside him and took off the wine glass. His hand was not strong, but the familiar cold touch made me dare not resist. I relaxed my hand and my body became softer, and I actually poured into his arms.

At that moment, I didn't want to get up.

His arms were not as cold as his hands, but there was some warm and softness. The familiar white surrounds me, which makes people feel inexplicably relieved. I don’t want to get up or leave. He is so firm and powerful, he has always been my direction and my master. I feel so empty, and I feel a stiff sadness in my heart.

But how could I not get up? Although I was already confused, my remaining consciousness knew that it was inappropriate. I struggled to get up and open my eyes.

A pair of hands blocked me.

His cold hands wrapped around my body and kept me in his arms.

A clear voice as clear as water, as if with endless sighs, said softly in my ear: "They are all drunk, no one is awake. You go to bed."

I could no longer open my eyes and buried my head in his arms.

His chest was not as thin as he looked, but was a little thick and wide. Yes, he was tall and had been strengthening his body with his master in the past two years. He had a good smell, like the snow in early spring, which was clear and melting, and was clean and clean.

In the past few years, I have only buried my head in the arms of a man. But that has become a thing of the past. From now on, no matter what, I can no longer smell the warmth of the sunlight on Wen You. The year I spent together, the many days and nights of hearts have turned into empty shadows, and I can't even think about it. The concerns I have over the past year have been as the force that inspires me to persevere at the critical moment of life and death, but it is just a self-righteous persistence.

Lin Fang, Wen You and I are finished, do you know? Lin Fang, he doesn't want me anymore. He married the princess, and I can never look at him again! He used to be so firm and unswerving to travel around the world with me, and never be separated! But he made a promise!

"Hong'er...I know..." Lin Fang suddenly whispered in my ear, "Everything will be fine. Hong'er, you are so good, why can't you pass the test?"

In a trance, those hands wiped away the tears from my face. Those hands were already a little hot, and they gently held my face.

I felt very calm, yes, what can't pass? Zhan Qinghong, what can't pass?

"Leader...ah...Subordinate..." A voice came from behind, with a hint of surprise and panic.

His hands were released, and I fell into his arms in confusion. I felt that his hands were gently wrapped around my back. Someone, this is not possible! Zhan Qinghong, what are you doing... I tried to move, but with a slight force of his hands, I subconsciously didn't dare or want to break free again.

In the hazy, the voice was clearly heard, "The leader, the governor's mansion just sent a post. It means that Princess Huayao and the son-in-law held a banquet to entertain brothers who had military merits, and the emperor's imperial edict was also handed over to Princess Huayao for public announcement. All generals must attend!"

Princess Huayao...the prince consort...

I was shocked, as if two needles were stabbed into the forehead on both sides. It was so painful that I couldn't help but wake up most of the alcohol. I opened my eyes and raised my head, and met Lin Fang's surprised eyes. His enlarged face was less than an inch in front of me, so handsome that I could not look directly. I suddenly bounced up, broke free from his arms, and took a few steps back, widening the distance from him.

He quietly put down his hands and stared at me, his expression not at all unnatural.

Zhan Qinghong, you are so confused that you are actually stuck in Lin Fang’s arms. It’s so despicable!

The literary youth who came to report the news kept lowering his head and dared not look up at us. I couldn't help but smile bitterly-
Chapter completed!
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