Being co-sleeping is a long way to go.

Thinking of Chen Peng, he quietly came to Zhen Jiang's small courtyard.

In front of Zhen Jiang's bedroom door stood two maids who were ready to serve.

When I saw Chen Peng coming, I hurriedly bowed and salute.

"Shh!"

Chen Peng made a booing gesture, and then waved at the two maids.

The two maids suddenly retreated quietly, and then took the courtyard gate behind them.

When the masters came back, the first thing they came to was their master's room. As a servant, of course they were happy for their masters.

Through the concierge, Chen Peng saw that Zhen Jiang was wearing a white skirt leaning on the soft slump, holding a white silk scarf in his hand.

There are neat rows of letters on the scarf.

Chen Peng recognized that it was the "Hair Like Snow" he wrote to Zhen Jiang. The candle in the house was dim. Chen Peng smiled badly, and then he took a shard from a wooden table not far away from him. , With his current force, with a light force of his fingers, he snapped a piece of wood off the table made of solid wood.

Then he flicked between his two fingers and along the crack of the door.

Immediately, he accurately hit the flame of the candle, and the room became dark.

When the candle in the house was extinguished, Chen Peng suddenly pushed open the door and rushed towards Zhen Jiang with lightning speed.

"Ah who!"

Zhen Jiang exclaimed, and before he could react, he was already hugged by Chen Peng.

The panicked Zhen Jiang returned to touch the dagger beside the pillow.

However, she didn't realize that something was wrong before she touched the dagger.

"What, is Jiang Er trying to murder her husband?"

Chen Peng said with a smirk.

"Husband...you...good or bad, how can you scare Jiang Er!"

Zhen Jiang beat Chen Peng with his pink fist.

"Haha, I miss Jiang Er for my husband, but Jiang Er doesn't want to be my husband"

"think"

Zhen Jiang said like a mosquito: "But my husband hasn't returned for a long time, and sister Jing'er also thinks of her husband.

"

Zhen Jiang is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

Chen Peng gently scratched on Zhen Jiang's Xiao Qiong's nose.

"Tonight, husband is... belongs to Jiang Er alone!"

"Let my husband see, whether you have grown up or not! Haha!"

……

In the early morning, when the sun rose, Chen Peng was shirtless and contacted Tiger Fighting in Zhen Jiang's other courtyard.

Under the crimson sunlight in the morning, every muscle on Chen Peng's body seemed as exquisite as a jade sculpted by heaven.

There is a terrifying explosive force in it.

After half a year's practice of Tiger Fighting and Bear Fighting, Chen Peng clearly felt that his control of power was getting stronger and stronger.

Moreover, he now has a feeling that even Dian Wei may not be his opponent at this time.

"Sir, breakfast is ready.

"

Outside the hospital, Gan Jing's voice came to mind.

The maid took out the robe from the house and put it on Chen Peng.

"Let your madam have a good rest, you don't have to get up so early.

"

Chen Peng turned his head and explained, and then walked out of the hospital.

After a crazy night, Zhen Jiang didn't slowly fall asleep until dawn. After a tired night, he naturally wanted to take a good rest.

After breakfast, Chen Peng took Dian Wei and several guards towards the residence of General He Jin.

General He Jin's mansion is near the root of the imperial city.

This was the first residence of the Great General Dou Wu.

After Dou Wu died, it remained empty, and after He entered the capital, it was given to He Jin.

At this time, He Jin's mansion was already waiting there.

Standing in front of the door was none other than Yuan Shao, who was dignified and dressed in chain mail and looked mighty.

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