Lin Xilan rolled her eyes fiercely and stepped hard on the man's instep.

Severe pain came.

In order to prevent Zhao Hanshuang, an outsider, from laughing at him, Beichen Yuan endured it.

His handsome face was trembling slightly under the indifferent expression, which made Lin Xilan laugh.

Seeing this, Zhao Hanshuang walked over slowly, looking back and forth between the two of them: "I have nothing to do here."

"Just passing by, isn't it okay?"

Lin Xilan, "..."

Beichen Yuan, "..."

Row!

Fine!

A meaningful smile appeared on Zhao Hanshuang's lips, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes.

"But it seems that I came at the right time, but there is really no way. I don't want to come, but someone forced me to come. Alas..." He sighed softly and looked into the distance.

next second.

Dust was flying and flags were fluttering.

Behind him, there was a large group of people running towards Lin Xilan.

"Master!" Zhao Lie, the leader, dismounted from his horse, knelt on one knee, his voice choked with sobs.

"grown ups."

"Sir, we are here!"

Lin Xilan was stunned. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of her, she felt mixed emotions.

Aren’t these people all her old subordinates in the Southern Dynasty?

and so.

After Zhao Hanshuang found them all, did he bring them all here?

Lin Xilan's eyes were filled with emotion.

"Everyone get up." She waved her hand, trying to control her trembling voice.

The tough guys cried like children: "Master Xiao, we miss you so much!"

"Yes, Lord Xiao, the food in the Southern Dynasty no longer tastes good without you!" Another thin man also wiped his tears.

"Sir, you are so mean. Since you are still alive, why didn't you contact us earlier? So many of us have blamed ourselves for not being able to protect you for ten years..."

"Sir, how could you do this!"

"It's...that's..."

There were voices complaining, and someone immediately chimed in. However, all those voices were concerned about Lin Xilan, which was very touching.

More people gathered around, talking at once about how much they missed him.

Lin Xilan's eyes were red, and he tried hard to hold back his tears: "Don't cry, we are all brothers. Why are you making it seem like we are parting forever? It's all over, and we've met again, haven't we? My lords, I haven't seen you for so long, I miss you so much."

"Master Xiao, you have suffered!" said a burly man with a beard in a muffled voice.

"That's right. I heard that the cold winter in the Northern Dynasty is jaw-droppingly cold!" Another thin man added, "If you want to live in seclusion, don't stay here. Let's go to the South and find a good place to live a good life."

"That's right, Zhao Peng is right! Sir, since you are not dead and since we have found you, you will never be able to get rid of us again in this life. I...we...we miss you..."

The man started crying as he spoke.

then.

There was immediate wailing at the scene.

Lin Xilan burst out laughing: "Alright, alright, stop crying here, it's like you're attending a funeral. I'm still alive, it's unlucky for you to cry like this, it's really unlucky!"

She hurried forward and helped her subordinates up one by one.

A face full of pleading.

But the crying couldn't stop.

Without any choice.

Lin Xilan looked around and waved his hand majestically: "Stop crying! Let's go hunting! This is our first meeting, so we must have a good meal!"

"okay!"

"Yes, my lord."

"Sir, we'll go now."

Lin Xilan gave the order, and everyone cheered, mounted their horses, and dispersed like arrows.

Beichen Yuan stood aside and looked at the lively scene in front of him. Jian Zhang was stunned.

Why does the woman in front of me look so strange?

Is she still the legitimate daughter of the Marquis's Mansion?

Beichen Yuan quietly watched the group of people walk away, with a barely perceptible smile on his lips.

He strode forward.

He grabbed the other person's waist.

Lin Xilan turned to look at him, eyes sparkling, and quickly changed the subject: "How are my subordinates? Are they pretty good?"

Beichen Yuan nodded, with a hint of ridicule in his tone: "It's true, everyone is crying as if their parents have died."

Lin Xilan rolled her eyes at him: "Go to hell, they are expressing their true feelings!"

Beichen Yuan, "..."

……

in the sun.

The crowd galloped on horseback.

The prey were caught one after another, including fat hares, agile wild deer, and several colorful pheasants.

Soon, everyone returned home with a full load, their faces filled with joy of harvest.

Lin Xilan directed everyone to use local materials, build a bonfire, and start preparing to cook.

The knife flashed and the aroma of meat filled the air.

A table full of sumptuous game dishes was soon placed in front of Lin Xilan and Beichen Yuan.

Lin Xilan picked up a piece of golden roasted venison and handed it to Beichen Yuan: "Try it, this is our Nan Country's secret recipe. Is it delicious?"

Beichen Yuan took the venison, took a bite, and praised it highly: "It's delicious, sir."

Lin Xilan, "..."

Ok.

Beichen Yuan also started calling her "Sir"!

Everyone looked at each other and smiled.

"Your Highness the Regent of the Northern Dynasty, oh no, you are not the Regent now. Beichen Yuan, I don't know if you still remember me. Ten years ago, you shot me on the battlefield. I hate you so much. Look at my wound." Zhao Peng stood up drunkenly and pulled open one of his glasses to reveal the scar on his stomach.

The scar was very hideous, and it also told of the glory that Zhao Peng had once enjoyed on the battlefield.

He raised his head and drank a glass of strong liquor, and continued, "Seriously, we are mortal enemies, so I should kill you when I see you, but there is really no other way. Who made you the husband of our master... I have nothing to say. If you dare to treat my master badly in the future, I will definitely not forgive you."

"Zhao Peng, why are you talking so much? In terms of injuries you've received at Beichen Yuan's hands, have you received as many as I have? Come on, Beichen Yuan, come over here and take a look at how many holes there are on my body. These are all caused by you."

"Oh, we never dreamed that we would be no match for you, the regent of the Northern Dynasty, on the battlefield, and in reality. This is really sad..."

"That's right, Beichen Yuan, ah Beichen Yuan, you don't care what kind of woman you like, but you have to like our master. Well, now that you have taken care of our master, from now on, we can only let you dispatch us..."

"Oh, I won't say any more. It's all tears! Drink!"

"..."

As the sun sets, a blazing bonfire burns on the grassland, illuminating everyone's faces.

Although everyone spoke rudely, the atmosphere was indescribably harmonious.

At this moment, it seems that all the troubles have disappeared, leaving only pure happiness.

Lin Xilan rubbed her stomach, looking at the mess of cups and plates on the floor, her temples throbbing.

"Well...it's getting late, everyone..." Lin Xilan tried to speak.

"Wherever Lord Xiao is, we'll be there!" Zhao Peng interrupted her in a muffled voice, holding a half-eaten leg of lamb in his hand.

The corner of Lin Xilan's mouth twitched.

Zhao Hanshuang wiped the corners of her mouth gracefully, her beautiful peach blossom eyes sparkling.

He said calmly: "Sir, no need to say more, we have already decided."

Lin Xilan's eyes widened: "What did you decide?"

"We'll settle down near you." Zhao Hanshuang smiled faintly, her beauty captivating the whole country. "Aren't you going to retire to the mountains? This is perfect. Anyway, the world is peaceful now, and there is no place for people like us to use our skills."

"An...settled down?!"

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