Proudly follow your heart

"What do you want to say?" Knowing what he meant, Jun Zhanran still asked.

"Since you have already made up your mind to deal with Huangde, naturally you won't just talk about it. If you don't make some careful arrangements, then you won't be the Jun Zhanran I know." Facing his eyes, Nangong Cangao The smile is meaningful.

"So you think that I have arranged staff in Linnan?" Jun Zhanran also laughed.

"It's either Lin Nan or Bei Jiang." Inferring from this, Nangong Cang Ao spoke with certainty, with a calm expression, as if he had thought about it long ago, "Could it be that the person you are going to see is the person you arranged earlier?"

Jun Zhanran just smiled and didn't answer. Nangong Cangao wanted to ask again, but he closed his eyes, "Since you guessed it, don't ask any more. Instead of asking who I want to see, it's better to let your people go to see you." Find out if the story of Mu Zhaoxia is true or not, who she still has contact with, when her child was born, and how long ago."

In the end, he still couldn't let go of this matter, Jun Zhanran raised his arms and looked down, "If this child is indeed yours, you must think carefully about how to treat him and...how to treat me."

That gloomy and cold light flashed across these deep eyes again, "At that time, you have to think carefully about how to calm me down. If you mention Mingzhu again, I will remind you that the child Mingzhu is carrying But no birth."

After taking a deep look at Nangong Cangao, Jun Zhanran lay down again, covered him with a quilt, and slept peacefully as usual.

Nangong Cang Ao watched his silhouette in the darkness.

After all, the person in front of him was his equal opponent at the beginning, and he was also a confidant who knew each other's details. If that child was really his, Jun Zhanran might accept it, but he would remember it all his life, remembering the time he had with him. Someone else had a child, and there will always be Mu Zhaoxia's shadow between him and him.

Thinking of this, Nangong Cang Ao couldn't help frowning.

Hearing the wind outside the window, he felt a bit of chill, he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the person next to him, Jun Zhanran didn't know if he was asleep, lying on his side, breathing evenly.

"Zhanran..." Nangong Cang Ao gently kissed his neck when he called his name softly, but Jun Zhanran didn't move, his eyes were still closed, but his eyelashes moved slightly in the darkness.

Linnan, Beijiang, Xiaguo, Huangde, Yingxiaomeng, Wulou, Nangong family, there are too many things circling in his mind, it should be difficult for him to sleep peacefully, but he has experienced a lot since he was a child, and these are not enough. It caused too much impact on him, but another kind of pain made his body stiff.

Nangong Cangao hugged him for a while, and rubbed against his neck. This small movement reminded me of when wild beasts in the mountains were courting people, and the corners of Jun Zhanran's mouth curled up imperceptibly.

He knew in his heart that even if Mu Zhaoxia's son really belonged to Nangong Cangao, he couldn't let go of the people around him.

Even if he is not reconciled, even if he is unwilling, he can only face up to the existence of that child.

Nangong Cangao, the son of Mu Zhaoxia... gritted his teeth violently, and he sneered, then closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the pain in his body to pass.

I don't know how long it took, the person holding him breathed steadily and fell asleep, Jun Zhanran let out a breath slowly, took Nangong Cang Ao's hand on his waist, absorbed the heat of his palm, to resist the next burst pain.

In fact, his legs have not healed. Although he is able to stand up, every step is like a knife cut, causing pain in his back. There are some sequelae, which can also be said to be their own fault.

Whether he will recover or not is still unknown, he only knows that now he is like walking on the tip of a knife, the longer he stands, the deeper the pain, if he hadn't been used to it since he was a child, he would be happy and angry no matter what he encountered It's not visible, it must have been sweating profusely from the pain, moaning constantly.

The only thing he can do is to numb the pain, and the pain will be forgotten when it reaches its extreme.

With hard work, he has almost forgotten the pain on his body, and he is almost used to the pain, but as soon as he lies down, there will be waves of scorching pain deep in his back, deep in the bone marrow, like thousands of people. Two silver needles pierced at the same time, making people break out in a cold sweat.

Just now, he was able to hold back Nangong Cang Ao, I don't know how much effort it took. God knows how much he wanted to attack him when the pain and unhappiness came together.

Perhaps a fight is a good choice, but in this way, this man will definitely see the clues that Nangong Cangao's name of Yingshuai is not for nothing, and he has always paid great attention to details.

If he sees it through, I don't know how he will react.

Jun Zhanran was quite satisfied after pressing the legs that had gradually become stronger. Although it cost a lot, at least he could still walk. The next strategy that he came up with to deal with Huangde back then is now considered the best result.

Slowly taking a breath, he tried his best to relax his body, letting the pain hit like a wave and sweep away the rest of his physical strength.

It was already halfway through the night, and the two of them wanted to lean against each other in the bedroom. In the night in Xilin City, there was wind and sand blowing up in the cold wind, as if they were sobbing.

Rinnan is a barren land, and everyone knows it.

Among the four vassal states, Langdong is rich in copper and wood, every inch of wood is gold, westward is a land of fish and rice, talented and romantic, and people in Beijiang are delicious food, beautiful women and delicacies are called two treasures, only Linnan, even Xia Guo Ping Kanghuang didn't expect to get any benefits from this land.

The most famous thing in Rinnan is only horses. Horses grown in harsh places are most suitable for war horses. Unfortunately, no matter how good a horse is in such a harsh environment, it is difficult to survive for a long time. Or after the sale, there is not much left, and it has become a symbol of the dignitaries and dignitaries of the Rinnan Kingdom.

When you arrive in Linnan, if you haven’t been to the market to see Linnan’s BMW, you haven’t been to Linnan.

Jun Zhanran has never been here before, and now that he is in Linnan, he naturally wants to see Linnan's horses.

In the daytime, the market in Xilin City is just like in the past, and it is opened as usual. The street vendors are different from the costumes of the Xia people. The style is very simple. It is just a long coat with a straw rope tied around the waist. Just hanging on the straw rope, it seems that there are still a few copper plates dangling in it.

The shops on both sides of the street are nothing special. Some shops hang cloth banners on the doors. The winter wind howls, and the cloth banners flutter in the wind, as if they are attracting customers. It has become unbearably rough, with white walls and black tiles on both sides. At a glance, it is impossible to tell whether this place is Xia Guo or Lin Nan.

People in Linnan dress differently. Jun Zhan did as the Romans did, and changed into simple clothes. Even so, he stood in the crowd, and in the city of Xilin, which is close to the border, he still stands out from the crowd and stands out.

"Lord, the market is over there, let's go." Xiao Hu followed behind Jun Zhanran, watching the eyes of his surroundings worriedly.

"Since you're here, why don't you take a look at Lin Nan's customs and customs, so that you don't want to come here in vain." As if taking this trip as a trip, Jun Zhanran held the fur in his hand, his handsome appearance in white The sun is a little bright.

I have always thought that the landlord looks good, but now he is standing in front of him, it seems to be different, is it more intimidating, or more majestic?Xiao Hu didn't bother to distinguish, "The Yingshuai ordered us before we go out, go early and return early."

"Am I your master, or is he your master?" Jun Zhanran glanced at him nonchalantly, Xiao Hu immediately lowered his head and stopped talking.

It's not that he favors Yingshuai, but everyone knows that when he first arrived in Rinnan, the situation is unclear, so he should avoid people's eyes and ears. Why is the landlord Da Ming standing generously at the street corner? Don't you think he knows that there are not enough people here? ?

Because of Mu Zhaoxia's incident, Nangong Cangao was held back by Nangong Nian. Knowing this, the old man's heart was filled with hope again. The descendants of Nangong, why don't they call Nangong Nian Xinxi?

Jun Zhanran didn't like this topic, so naturally he wouldn't participate. After talking to Nangong Cangao, he went out on his own, strolled around the market, and met the people he wanted to meet by the way.