The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"Okay, but not too long, go down." Naturally, Xue He had to be given time to explain things clearly to Mu'er, otherwise, given Mu'er's personality, she would definitely make a fuss.

Mu'er didn't want to do something that would make her angry, and neither did the master, so Xue He had to say it himself.

Xue He put away the deed and walked out of the house, and was greeted by Aunt Xue's sad face.

"Boss, do we have to go?" Aunt Xue only asked this question. When she saw Xue He nodded, she sighed, wiped her hands with her apron, and followed Xue He back to the house to help him pack his luggage.

"Mom, take this money. If I can't come back, you'll be alone, so take care of yourself." Xue He took out the purse from the cabinet and put it into Aunt Xue's hand.

"Mom, don't give me these. You can keep them for yourself. Although you are going to the military camp, if you want to live a smooth life, you don't need money to bribe anyone!"

Aunt Xue threw away her purse and continued to help Xue He fold clothes.

"It's just a thought. Don't worry, mother, my son will come back." Picking up the purse, Xue He stuffed it into Aunt Xue's hand and made a promise.

Aunt Xue paused for a moment, but finally she couldn't hold back her emotions anymore. Tears instantly filled her eyes, and she sobbed while holding the money her son gave her in her hand.

As night fell, the door of the east wing was still locked. As the maid brought the kettle in through the window, it was angrily thrown out by the person inside.

"boom"

The kettle flew over the window and landed at Mrs. You's feet. Mrs. You took a few steps, walked over to open the door, and turned to signal Xue He to follow.

"roll!"

The chain on the door jingled. The silly young master had been locked up for two days in a row and was full of anger. He was about to pick up something and throw it at the person who heard the noise.

The book hit the door frame and fell to the ground with a 'click'. The sound of the door being pushed open made the young master look up.

The candles in the room had been extinguished by the young master, leaving only the light from the brazier outside the door, which shone in as the door opened.

The door opened, and the silly young master saw Mrs. You come in. He pouted, angry and didn't move. He sat in a corner and turned his head away, not looking at anyone.

"Moore"

Mrs. You called out, but got no response.

He waved to Xue He to come in, leaving space for him to speak.

I haven't stepped into this room for a long time. Usually he keeps things neatly arranged, and I have never seen it so messy.

Xue He looked at the mess on the ground and realized how uncomfortable the playful young master had been during the two days of being locked up.

It was he who implicated the young master and caused so much trouble.

"Young Master" Xue He picked up the books on the ground and walked over.

The young master, who had his head buried in his arms and his knees hugged, heard it and took a long time to react. He suddenly raised his head and saw that it was Xue He. He pursed his lips and reached out for him to hug him.

As they were about to part, Xue He didn't know if he could return safely, nor did he know if the estrangement during this period would erase the young master's memory of him. But at that moment, seeing the young master open his arms to him, he knew that he had to go to the army no matter what.

Reaching out and picking him up, holding him in his arms, Xue He touched the young master's cheek and said sorry.

"Master, I'm late"

"Xue He, I'm not allowed to see you." The young master hooked the farmhand's neck and was a little emotional. He was forced to be locked up for two days and his movements were restricted. He felt very uncomfortable.

I can’t explain it, my whole body feels uncomfortable.

He reached out to wipe away the tears falling from the corners of the young master's eyes, but the tears came one after another, burning hot, and even Xue He's fingers trembled slightly.

Lowering his head and kissing the corners of his eyes, Xue He coaxed in a low voice: "It's my fault, it's my fault, don't cry, don't cry..."

The room was still dim. Xue He sat on the steps of the study on the left and hugged the young master to comfort him for a long time before he stopped crying.

"Sleep with me." Leaning on the farmhand's shoulder, the young master felt that now that he had met the farmhand, the conflict between him and his parents might have been resolved.

He put the matter of being put in solitary confinement behind him for the moment and asked Xue He to come and coax him to sleep at night.

But the farmhand's face was gloomy. He straightened the young master's body, put his forehead against his, and said in a deep voice:

"Master, I need to leave for a while. I will leave tonight."

The young master was at a loss for a moment. Perhaps it was because he had finally met the farmhand, so he suppressed his temper and hugged the other's neck tightly and asked:

"Where?"

Knowing the young master's temper, Xue He felt as if his heart was being bitten by ants and was reluctant to leave.

Just as he wished, the young master couldn't leave him and depended on him, but he was leaving and had to leave, and the other party's subtle reactions made it seem even more difficult for them to part.

Unable to hold back, he pushed the man towards him, held his face and kissed him vigorously. After a while, Xue He reluctantly stepped back and explained:

"I'm at the border, I'm in the army, I'll be back when the war is over"

The young master tried his best to understand the meaning of these words, but he could only understand the words "end" and "come back", but these were not what he cared about.

"long time?"

"Maybe one year, maybe two years. War is cruel and we have no way of knowing when it will end." Xue He took the young master's hand and wrapped it in his palm. He was not sure when he would return or whether he could survive.

The young master was neither angry nor noisy. He keenly sensed that Xue He was going to a very dangerous place. He thought for a long time and said, "You, will die?"

The person in his arms was extremely quiet. Xue He raised his head and looked into the other person's eyes in the candlelight outside the window. His own outline was reflected in those unusually clear pupils.

Kissing the young master's knuckles, Xue He assured him: "I will try my best to survive."

The young master nodded and stopped asking questions. His eyelashes trembled, but he remained silent.

Xue He knew that the young master must be angry, but time was limited and he couldn't say much.

Mrs. You came in with a lamp, breaking the darkness in the room and the atmosphere between the two of them.

Two lights illuminated the gate of the house. Xiao Cui held a lantern to light the way ahead and saw Xue He off, who was carrying a package.

The other guards were sent away on purpose, so there was no one else in front of the door at this moment.

"Boss, you must come back!" Aunt Xue stood at the doorstep, her face full of reluctance and sadness.

"I know"

Xue He agreed and looked back into the courtyard. Madam You slowly walked to the door to see him off. Her face was calm, but she urged Xue He to leave quickly:

"Xue He, have a safe journey, go quickly"

"Mrs. Xie" was unable to see the person she was thinking about. Xue He turned around a little sadly, took the lantern handed to him by Xiao Cui, and turned to leave.

He heard footsteps approaching quickly from behind, and Xue He turned around instinctively. A familiar breath wrapped in the evening breeze fell into his arms.