Chapter 161 Make up your mind
General Li took the note, glanced at it quickly, raised his head and said to Liu Ling: "This is a letter from Feng's residence in Sucheng."

Liu Ling took the note from him, which said that "after Zhan Wenjiang's death", Feng Xinlan was in a trance and devastated.

"Then Feng Xinlan...how is your relationship with His Highness?"

General Li asked.

"This... my elder sister was originally sent to serve His Highness, but now His Highness sends her to Miss Feng to protect her. Judging by the handwriting, this should be a letter from my elder sister..."

Liu Ling said tactfully.

General Li nodded, expressing his understanding.

That shows that the relationship between the two is still very close.

He continued to look down at the note in his hand. There were only a few words on it, but a blockbuster was revealed.

"Ahem, what are you doing?"

Zhan Wenjiang walked out of the tent. His body had been recovering for many days, but he was exhausted from the long journey, and his face was still a little pale.

"Your Highness, it's windy and sandy outside. Why did you come out? Go in quickly. If you get hurt by the cold wind, it will be bad."

General Li hurried forward to meet him, with a look of concern on his face.

"I'm not so delicate, what happened?"

Zhan Wenjiang avoided the hand he extended to help him, and said indifferently.

"His Royal Highness, the subordinates have just discussed with the general how long it will take to reach the western border."

As early as the beginning, Liu Ling subconsciously put the note on the ground and stepped on it.

"almost."

Zhan Wenjiang's cold eyes flashed across the moon in the night sky, and he replied lightly.

"Yes, Your Highness. Thirty kilometers further forward is the territory of Xijiang, and further west is the border of Xijiang. When you reach the border, you don't need to march anymore."

General Li replied.

"When there is no fighting on weekdays, my subordinates will discuss matters with several lieutenants in the small town of the border. The 25th army in the western border is stationed at the border. Once the enemy invades the border, they will lead soldiers to come to the rescue. That's why the subordinates Dare to suggest that you rest for a while in the small town at the border."

"You are thoughtful." Zhan Wenjiang nodded to show that he understood, "From now on, don't call me Your Highness. I am not a Highness, just an ordinary warrior."

General Li was taken aback when he heard what he said, "Your Highness, you don't need to say that, you are the only heir of the former king, and you will definitely be the one who will overthrow the tyrant and sit on the throne in the future. !"

"If I parachute to your position, won't it cause everyone to suspect? No merit, no fault, how to convince the crowd? How can your soldiers trust you? I understand your thoughts, but if I want to be a higher position, there must be enough prestige and ability to be able to deter everyone."

Zhan Wenjiang analyzed calmly.

"This subordinate is dull, please teach your highness."

General Li breathed out in a low voice.

"Dian...Young Master, how do you feel about starting as a lieutenant general?"

At this time, Liu Ling who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke.

"You can figure it out,"

Zhan Wenjiang coughed twice, his thin body shook a few times, "Su Cheng...do you have any news?"

As if remembering something, he asked suddenly.

"No, I haven't received any news from Su Cheng. My subordinates have already sent someone to investigate in Su Cheng. I believe there will be news soon."

As if remembering something, he asked suddenly.

"No, I haven't received any news from Su Cheng. My subordinates have already sent someone to investigate in Su Cheng. I believe there will be news soon."

Liu Ling froze, then regained his composure, and said in a deep voice.

"Well, send more people, I'm worried...they will be in danger..."

"The subordinate understands."

Liu Ling's heart trembled, and he said respectfully.

"You are tired from traveling during the day, you should take a rest soon."

Zhan Wenjiang half-downcasts his eyes, the shadows under the moonlight

Covering his eyes so that no one could guess what was going on in his mind, after a long time, he turned around slowly and walked into the tent.

After he entered, General Li patted Liu Ling on the shoulder, "Your job is good, the young master has not recovered yet, you should take care of the Feng family's affairs, remember, don't let the young master feel sad, don't let the young master Worrying too much.”

"Yes."

Liu Ling respectfully replied.

Zhan Wenjiang sat on the ground in the tent, and scattered letters were scattered on the ground. He couldn't help but recall the scenes when he was with Feng Xinlan in Sucheng, and a wry smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Little heartless, I'm afraid that the date of your marriage with Song Tiexin has already been set. I am also your elder brother after all, and I don't even have a letter."

Zhan Wenjiang sighed and muttered to himself softly.

His words were so soft that only he could hear him, but he never thought that in Feng Xinlan's eyes, he was already a "dead man".

"I'm afraid it won't be long before you forget me."

He closed his eyes gently, and moved his lips slightly, as if he was talking to himself, but also as if he was talking to someone else.

He suddenly felt flustered, as if he had lost something.

As for the little heartless one in his mouth, he was hugging the quilt and sitting on the bed in great distress.

"Feng Youran! Why are you here again!"

Feng Xinlan rubbed the center of her brows with a terrible headache, looked at Feng Youran who was sitting on her bed, and said helplessly.

"Hey, do you think I want to come? If grandma didn't send someone to tell me that you are going to die because of an adopted son, oh no, you are going to die or not, do you think I will come?"

Feng Youran retorted not to be outdone.

"I'm here to see your jokes! Don't be too sentimental, okay?"

Feng Youran saw Suhua come in with a quilt in her arms, snatched the quilt from her hand with lightning speed, then lay down on the bed, covered her head, and pretended to be asleep.

Suhua looked at her empty palm, then at Feng Youran who had wrapped herself into a silkworm chrysalis on the bed, and shook her head helplessly.

"Miss Youran, you'd better come out, so as not to be overwhelmed, our young lady is eager to let you come."

Feng Youran said in a muffled voice under the quilt.

"Hmph, I think I wish I didn't come."

"Where is it? If you don't believe me, look at it, my little lady's face is a little more bloody."

After Suhua finished speaking, Feng Youran poked her head out of the quilt curiously, and she really saw that Feng Xinlan's face was much rosier than before, it seemed that Suhua was indeed right.

"I was pissed off by her, Suhua threw her out immediately!"

Feng Xinlan saw that Suhua was looking at her, and shouted quickly.

"Miss, Suhua did not dare to disobey the order of the old lady, but the maidservant still blew the lamp for you, you should rest as soon as possible."

Su Hua shrugged and said with a smile.

"Suhua, don't mess around, drive her out quickly, I don't welcome her here."

Feng Xinlan hurriedly stopped her, praying secretly in her heart that Suhua should throw her out as soon as possible.

"Miss Youran, my little lady has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. Don't look at her saying that, in fact, I don't know how happy you are when you come here. She even chose your quilt herself." Suhua said Feng Xinlan like a cannibal eyes quickly finished.

(End of this chapter)

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