Green Pine House, Biccarat.

Li Ping sat firmly, his little heart was beating around, as if it were plain, but in fact his heart was in a mess. Feng Ji could not say a single point he explained.

The young man in front of him was dressed in the clothes of the servant of the He family, with a few blood stains on his body, but he looked energetic. Tang Wan'er's beautiful eyes circulated and said, "Cui Song is both from the official family inside and outside. Could it be that Brother Ping wants to make a fortune on Master Guan? I haven't seen him for many days, and the guy is getting more and more courageous."

The drunkenness just now had not subsided, and the blush was still there. As the goddess in front of me looked at me with a bit of laziness, I felt my heart beating wildly. I had not spoken yet, but it seemed that I had said thousands of words. I was calm, but I felt my cheeks were hot and my mouth was dry.

"I...I, I, no longer do it..."

The eloquent child in the past has now become a big stutter. Seeing Tang Wan'er smiled, it made her look even more charming. Seeing Tang Wan'er smiling at her, Li Ping suddenly felt a "bang" in her mind, like boiling hot water, a messy blank, and she was completely at a loss.

"Does Brother Ping look at people so straightforwardly? Walking on the street, I don't know how many girls have scared away." He covered his face with his sleeves without any pretentiousness. When he joked, Li Ping suddenly lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at Tang Wan'er.

"How could it be..." Li Ping felt annoyed and then complained secretly.

I was obviously ordered by the general and was entrusted by Mr. Fengji to investigate the news. I was just worried about Tang Wan'er's safety, so I took a look first. It was already a great joy to say a few words in the past, which was enough to be happy for a few days. But I have never sat like this with Tang Wan'er alone,

"Before Bai Bo's coach Han Xian escaped, he said that he made a special trip to see Tang Wan'er. The dancer's background was very clean, but he should not let it go."

A soft voice sounded in my heart. I recalled Feng Ji's repeated instructions from Yichen Tower. Li Ping tried hard to calm himself down, but his eyes seemed to be sucked on Tang Wan'er, and he could not move his eyes or thoughts at all.

"I didn't expect that the incident happened last night was so big. It seemed that it was going to be a bit of leisure. Can Brother Ping drink a few drinks with Wan'er?"

As soon as he opened his jade arm, he asked to pinch the wine pot in his hand. The snow-white arm slid out of the green sleeves, but he saw that his hands were like soft horns, his skin was as white as jade, and his face bag, which was gradually getting colder, became hot again.

"I, I have something important to do, so I won't disturb Miss Wan'er."

After finally squeezing out a more complete sentence, Li Ping stood up and left. When facing Tang Wan'er, who had been thinking about day and night, for some reason, he felt ashamed and afraid of himself. He was really happy, but now it is not the time to be happy.

I shouldered a deep hatred for blood, and my family died tragically at the hands of the Yellow Turban thieves. I was determined to fight and eliminate all the Yellow Turban thieves. I thought I had no hope in this life. Now I am favored by the general and decided whether I could enter the Xiyuan Army, the most popular army in the capital, by exploring Cuisongju.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You have to seize it no matter what, otherwise you will be as Feng Ji said, and you will be a person in the world for the rest of your life. From then on, you will be inseparable from the military career...

Tang Wan'er's graceful figure slowly stood up, Yingying Qiushui looked at Li Ping, making it difficult for Li Ping to move. She smiled and said with a sweet smile: "There are all masters outside. Brother Ping is out like this, but he has no choice but to defend himself. It is better to be here with Wan'er. When the masters leave, it will be not too late to leave."

What Li Ping has always made a living? He who has lived in Cuisine for a long time naturally knows the truth. Seeing that Tang Wan'er still doesn't know that she is different now and treats herself as a thief, Li Ping's only feels moved.

It is not because Tang Wan'er is so moved that she is the girl she admires. Even if she is an irrelevant person, it is rare to think about herself at this time.

A warm feeling surged into my heart, and the nervous mood suddenly sootheed a lot. Li Ping laughed and said, "I have this thing, and I'm free from entering and leaving. Miss Wan'er, please rest assured."

While speaking, Li Ping took out the token from his arms that Feng Ji lent to him by the General's Mansion. Tang Wan'er's eyes lit up and said with a giggle: "When did Brother Ping take on this job? Is it related to what happened last night?"

Nodded, Li Ping did not hide anything about this matter, and told all the stories about the night. Even though he was now, he still felt a little unbelievable.

Listening to Li Ping's narrative quietly, Tang Wan'er interjected a few words from time to time, trying to make Li Ping's description complete. Seeing Tang Wan'er listening to it, Li Ping was even more excited, from the shock when he was attacked, to what he thought when he fought with the man in black, to the luck of living, and finally at the General's Mansion.

When I talked about leaving the General's Mansion, there was a sudden sound of clapping outside the house, accompanied by noisy steps and high-pitched and sharp sounds!

"It's better to be nice than to be nice than to be nice. I didn't expect that a servant from He's family, a humble pickpocket on the street, would be so lucky. Mr. Feng Ji, what do you think?"

Seeing the visitor, Tang Wan'er slowly stood up and bowed slightly, "The young lady pays homage to the Zhongchangshi."

Li Ping turned around suddenly, but saw more than ten people entering the house. The leaders were one of the ten regular attendants who appeared on Yichen's tower, Zhongchang Sun Zhang, and a group of guards. Beside the eunuch Sun Zhang, the eunuch Sun Zhang, was the mysterious literati who came all the way with him and had a heart to accompany him!!

"Mr. Feng Ji...what is this?" Smashed and at a loss, seven or eight military officials came forward and quickly surrounded Li Ping. Li Ping couldn't help but look at Feng Ji and looked at him for help.

Feng Ji looked gloomy and shook his black sleeves, "The matter has been made clear. I need to take this son back to the General's Mansion, so I won't be with you!"

The Central Constable Sun Zhang stared at Tang Wan'er with a pair of confused eyes. When he heard Feng Ji's words, his loud and sharp voice said again: "Mr. Feng Ji is a clerk in the General's Mansion. I will do anything to you without real evidence. It's just this kid, hehe, he is not dead under the thief. There must be hidden information in it! Since he doesn't say it himself, I will take him to the prison and talk about it."

"Oh? Is Feng Ji's words not clear enough? There is no flaw in this self-report. It can be concluded that he is not a gang member of the rebels. Can the Zhongchangshi fight against the general?"

As soon as the topic changed, Feng Ji had no room for his speech, and his black robe faintly emitted a faint black aura. Sun Zhang, who was obviously closest, found that he could not see the other person clearly for some reason. This feeling was so mysterious that he couldn't help but feel fear and shouted loudly.

"Where is Captain Bao!"

Seeing Feng Ji and Sun Zhang’s argument, Li Ping had just recovered from his senses. It turned out that everything was just a cloud in front of him, and he was just wishful thinking. Whether it was the general He Jin or Feng Ji, he just wanted to use this trip to test whether he had collusion with the Yellow Turban thieves...

Speaking of which, he was unable to die in the hands of the man in black, and even he did not know the reason, others seemed even more incredible. However, his whole family died tragically at the hands of the Yellow Turban Thieves. Feng Ji should know this information, and the general knew even more, why did he doubt himself?!

While thinking, in response to Sun Zhang's call, another person walked into the room. The man was burly, big and round, but his every move was as light as feathers, and his big feet fell to the ground with soft and soundlessness.

"Bao Hong is here." The burly man hugged his fists and responded softly, with his sharp eyes looking up and down at Feng Ji.

Feng Ji seemed to be uncomfortable when he looked at this man. There was a faint sweat on his broad forehead. He slowly said, "Mr. Bao Hongbao, the captain of the lower army, this son is the candidate appointed by the general to bring back. Do you also want to disobey the general's will?"

"Okay, even the eight lieutenants of Xiyuan are here. Is it really that important for me?"

At any time, being able to see a person like the Eighth School Captain in Xiyuan would be enough to make me feel excited. But today, Li Ping thought about it and felt that his mood was extremely heavy. How can he break free from this fate that was arranged by others and the irresistible reality?

"Why……"

Youyou sighed from behind, and Li Ping looked back and saw that Tang Wan'er's face was shy and had not retreated, showing that she had the bad eyes of Sun Zhang, the former Zhongchang Shishi.

Seeing Li Ping looking at him, Tang Wan'er actually lowered her head and showed a hint of apology...
Chapter completed!