Invite the wolf into the room

Han Chao nodded and thanked him, then sat on the side of the couch, and slowly ate the orange.

"It's okay, it's not like you can get me back..."

Ling Qingzhe got up when Han Chao came back, chatted and joked with them, but his mind gradually drifted to the northwest, the mission sent abroad had already set off to return to Beijing, and His Majesty's will to call the prince of Anjun to Beijing in the next year I sent it out, but I heard that it was very cold in the northwest this year, and the snow fell again and again. The return speed of the mission was much slower than when it went there. It is estimated that it will not be able to return until the end of January, and An Chen is even later than the mission. It's half a month's walk, but it's faster than the foot trip. I don't know if I can make it back by the end of January, and I don't know how much hardship I will suffer along the way...

After dinner, he resigned from King Kang and returned to Xue's Mansion. Ling Qingzhe plunged into the study and wrote a letter. He carefully told An Chen to prepare warm items before leaving. Don't rush on the road and try to stay in the city. It must be a post station, and you are not allowed to sleep in the wild to suffer from the cold... Ling Qingzhe was afraid that An Chen would be disobedient, so he wrote another letter with similar content to Qiong, asking him to take care of An Chen.

Holding the pen, he suddenly remembered that An Chen's two recent replies were full of impatience and hesitation. Ling Qingzhe wondered if it had something to do with his choice of son-in-law. I know, but now things are getting so big, and he has such a powerful uncle by his side, it's hard to guarantee that Little Quail won't hear about it, and he's a jealous...

The image of An Chen grinding his paws in anger appeared in his mind, Ling Qingzhe couldn't help but laugh, and wanted to continue to pretend to be stupid, but felt that he was bullying An Chen too much. He was not happy in the northwest, so he should coax more first Just keep calm, after the little quail flies back to your side, you can bully it however you want.

Thinking of this, Ling Qingzhe skillfully complained about his suffering in the letter, and then explained the cause and effect bit by bit, and finally asked An Chen how he wanted to lose. Thinking of the way An Chen looked like when he read this letter, Ling Qingzhe started laughing in the room, making Ling Ming, who was guarding outside the room, tremble. Could it be that Master Xindao has fallen into evil?

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Because what he received was the intention to enter Beijing after the next year, even though An Chen was eager to return home, he still had to preside over the An family's funeral and ancestor worship and other major events, and then sent all the people in the county palace, including An Zhenyuan, who was 'seriously ill' The county king packaged and handed over to Xue Jingran, and An Chen and Qiong were able to get away and prepare to go to Beijing.

"General Xue, since the affairs of the county prince's mansion have been taken over by the general, Yichen will leave for Beijing early tomorrow morning, so let's say goodbye to the general here first."

Finally, when Xue Jingran completely took over the county palace, An Yichen—that is, An Chen who had been recorded in the genealogy, bid him farewell politely on the surface, but the eyes that looked directly at the other party were shining with the light of resistance, as if he was not afraid of this man at all. The aura of the patron saint of the empire.

In fact, although An Chen doesn't seem to have any real power now, with his status as the son of the county prince, his social status is already higher than Ling Qingzhe's aristocratic rank, and he is not far behind Xue Jingran. After he sacrificed everything in the county palace, His Majesty, who will not give him real power, will definitely compensate him in terms of his title. At that time, he will be able to stand by Ling Qingzhe's side openly, and Xue Jingran will not be able to use his status to suppress him!

"The current situation in the northwest is chaotic, and His Royal Highness still needs to come forward to stabilize the Quartet. If His Highness leaves at this time, it will be hard for an outsider to convince the public."

Xue Jingran looked at the man between a teenager and a young man in front of him, and it was hard to believe that he had such a cold and ruthless heart in such a thin body that seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind. , Lei Ting personally beheaded several leaders of the opposition forces, and donated the family property accumulated by his father and grandparents indifferently... Such a scheming at such a young age, it is really really good to let him stay by Qingzhe's side Too dangerous.

"All the informants of the two factions of An's and Mingyang have been handed over to the general. Yichen believes that with the general's ability, those small fish and shrimps will not be able to make any waves. Since the Holy Majesty has ordered the general to take over the situation in the northwest, If Yichen intervenes again, wouldn't it be against the holy will, the general don't want to harm me."

He answered Xue Jingran's words jokingly, but An Chen didn't have the slightest smile on his face. Anyway, without Ling Qingzhe by his side, he didn't have to pretend to be so cute. How could he be polite to his rival.

"Your Highness helped me put down the chaos, and what I did was good deeds for the country and the people. My lord is a sage, how could he not be able to distinguish between good ministers and traitors? Your Highness is too worried."

The frown that was already frowned deepened, and Xue Jingran naturally wanted to resist the other party's unfriendly aura. Thinking of the unclear relationship between the other party and Ling Qingzhe, Xue Jingran's years of fighting on the battlefield The anger couldn't help showing, and the moment he thought about it, Xue Jingran instinctively turned around and attacked behind him with all his strength, only to see a black figure flash, and Qiong, who had made a move with him, had already appeared in An'an Behind Chen, staring at Xue Jingran with cold and ruthless eyes, as if warning him not to act rashly.

"Yichen is no more powerful than the general's family. I don't dare to guess the holy will. It's better to obey the imperial edict. Yichen bid farewell."

Standing in front of Qiong to shield him from Xue Jingran's probing eyes, An Chen didn't want to entangle him any more, so he nodded generously and said goodbye, while Qiong just glanced at Xue Jingran coldly, and left behind An Chen up.

"..."

Watching the pair of uncles and nephews leave with complicated eyes, Xue Jingran was even more wary of them in his heart. He already had a preconceived aversion to An Chen, and he himself could not understand Qiong's sinister and sinister personality, so he was even more cautious about them. He objected in his heart that his younger brother was in contact with such a person, and he found that Ling Qingzhe alone was not counted, and that kid Xue Jingyang was in a trance before returning to Beijing, which was really worrying...

Alas, Big Brother Xue, who loves his brother eagerly, is really a headache.

"Xiaochen, he is that man's elder brother after all, is it okay for you to treat him like this?"

Back in An Chen's room, Qiong asked An Chen a little uneasy. He knew Ling Qingzhe was close to Xue's family, and he was afraid that An Chen's attitude towards Xue Jingran would make Ling Qingzhe know what would happen.

"If it wasn't for him deliberately delaying me from returning to Beijing, how could I have confronted him? I wouldn't take the initiative to provoke him, and Qing Zhe wouldn't just believe his one-sided words. I'm afraid the more he said , Qing Zhe loves me more and more."

An Chen was well aware of Ling Qingzhe's character of being soft rather than hard. Xue Jingran opposed them so strongly before, and Ling Qingzhe had already decided that he was the one being bullied, so as long as he didn't do too much, Ling Qingzhe would definitely favor him.

"As long as you know what's in your heart."

Seeing the expression in An Chen's eyes that couldn't be concealed when he mentioned Ling Qingzhe, the corners of Qiong's mouth couldn't help but raise slightly, but An Chen suddenly looked at him in a daze, and moved over to cover his injured side with his hand Face.

"Uncle, I've never seen you smile so peacefully, does your face still hurt?"

An Chen gently lifted off the gauze covering Qiong's left face, and caressed the little powder marks left on it with distress.

Although he has been using the best wound medicine, but the new skin exposed after the scabs are almost off, there are still small patches of pale pink marks, which makes An Chen feel regretful and regretful all the time. Fortunately, the left eye of Qiong Vision was not affected.

"The scabs have all fallen off, and now there is no pain or itching."

Qiong patted the back of An Chen's hand reassuringly, and Qiong signaled him not to worry, he didn't value his face very much, and he worked hard to heal the poisonous injury just because he didn't want An Chen to feel guilty, and continuing to wear bandages was not for the sake of Concealer is just his personal hobby...

"Then uncle, let's get ready and leave early tomorrow morning."

An Chen didn't hold back when he heard the words, let go of Qiong and changed the subject. It's already the fourth day of the first lunar month, and now the sky and sea are freezing. It will take more than ten days for them to travel lightly from here to the capital, and the [-]th son-in-law should be selected at the latest. came out, although Ling Qingzhe reassured him, how could he not care, so he must rush back before then.

"Okay, then you should rest early today, there is still a lot to suffer along the way."

Qiong looked at An Chen, who was much thinner than when he first returned, and felt sorry for his suffering. He knew that no matter how much he persuaded him now, he would not rest at ease. Don't get tired of your young nephew.

Leaving An Chen's room, Qiong saw one of his confidantes waiting outside, the remaining warmth in his eyes quickly receded, and he watched him walk quickly to his side coldly.

"Lord, that guy has been calling your name since he woke up today, and his subordinates can't see his intentions. Would you like to go and see for yourself?"

Qiong's subordinates frowned and reported to Qiong. Thinking of the man's crazy and silly appearance now, he couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed. Who would have thought that such a talented general and county king would end up in such a miserable life now? Better to die.

The subordinate's words made Qiong a little surprised when he heard the words, that person was destroyed by his own hands, and there was no possibility of him waking up again.

Walking into An Zhenyuan's room alone, seeing the man curled up in the corner of the bed with his pillow in his arms again, Qiong's mood would no longer fluctuate because of this man, the county prince he hated was dead, and the man in front of him This is just a lunatic who has lost all his martial arts and is no longer a man.

"Qiong, you are mine, mine alone, Qiong, you will protect me, you are mine, mine..."

The bun that was combed in the morning was still messed up, An Zhenyuan hugged the pillow in disheveled clothes and murmured