Peony Overlord [Rebirth]

This road was led by Xing Yanhong, and soon arrived at the North City Gate. The Xing family was in the market in Chifeng, Jiuyuan. If they returned home at this time, it would definitely bring opportunities for Barbarians and Zordos to take advantage of. Therefore, Xing Yanhong ordered Lin Hao to send Huo Wu and Huo Gang back to the residence, and took Chu Xinle to the North City Gate by himself.

The north city gate is much larger than the south city gate, which is why the north city gate is stronger than the south city gate. When you go out from the city gate, you have to face the barbarians. Xing Yanhong seems to have ordered that the big top at the front of the north city gate The lights in the tent were brightly lit, but the rest of the tents had been darkened. It seemed that the soldiers had rested.

Chu Xinle opened the tent with Xing Yanhong and entered the camp. There were only a few servants setting tables in the tent. Just as Chu Xinle was about to ask something, she saw a bowl of milk tea in front of her. The rich tea fragrance mixed with sweet milk fragrance mixed with white Yan boldly hooked Chu Xinle, after going through the bumpy road, she was indeed cold and thirsty, but he didn't answer, but said to Xing Yanhong: "Master Xing, he..."

"Drink it first." Xing Yanhong stuffed the bowl to him involuntarily. Chu Xinle took the hot bowl and didn't resist anymore. Some blood can be seen on his face.

After drinking half a bowl, Xing Yanping opened the tent and came in, followed by Xing Lingjun. Chu Xinle quickly put the bowl in his hand on the table and saluted the two of them.

Xing Yanhong glanced at Chu Xinle who was at a loss, a little funny, picked up the half bowl of milk tea he put on the table and drank it in one gulp.

Xing Yanping ignored Chu Xinle and took his seat directly. Seeing Chu Xinle stand up straight, he was finally able to see his face clearly by the light of the fire.

So fucking handsome!

Xing Yan remained calm on the plane, looked at Xing Lingjun, and said coldly to Chu Xinle: "Sit."

Xing Yanhong took Chu Xinle to the seat, and Chu Xinle was directly opposite Xing Yanping. The square table in the tent was not big, so it was just right for four people to sit down.

Xing Yanping tore a piece of leg of lamb and put it in Chu Xinle's bowl in a slightly rusty manner. Seeing this, Chu Xinle raised her eyes and smiled at the person, expressing her thanks.

Chu Xinle has long admired the names of Jiuyuan Eagle King and Jiuyuan Female Eagle, and met the two at the spring banquet in Runan, but at that time they were far away and didn't feel anything, but today when they got closer, they realized that Xing Yanhongjian The huge body and the innate sense of oppression are not groundless, they are completely inherited or even surpassed by Xing Yanping.

"I remember you, you are Shi Enze's second son, Shi Jiaming." Xing Yanping said suddenly.

Chu Xinle smiled after hearing this, and instinctively wanted to nod, but when he saw Xing Yanhong beside him, he hesitated a little. He came from Runan, and he never revealed his real identity all the way. If he lied to Xing Yanhong's father and second sister, It will definitely be exposed, and then he will be unable to argue with a hundred words, and even Xing Yanhong will not be able to help him.

A lie is to be covered up with one lie after another.

He shook his head and didn't speak.

Xing Lingjun raised his hand, signaling that all the servants serving in the tent should go out.

When the rustling footsteps disappeared completely, only the four of them were left in the tent.

Xing Lingjun didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but Chu Xinle understood, and she kept looking at him undisguisedly.

"What I said next may be outrageous, but it's all true." Chu Xinle paused for a moment, and said, "This body is good for Shi Jiaming, but he had accidentally fell into the water and died two years ago, and I, The youngest son of the Chu family, Chu Xinle, was stabbed to death by the third son of the Xing family, Xing Yanhong, and returned a year later in the body of Shi Jiaming."

His voice was very soft, without the slightest ups and downs. After he finished explaining everything, there was silence in the tent.

Chu Xinle clearly felt that the eyes of Xing Yanping and Xing Lingjun had darkened, and their wariness of him was far greater than their gratitude for bringing troops to help.

"You know?" Xing Yanping ignored Chu Xinle, but turned to ask Xing Yanhong.

Xing Yanhong nodded indifferently, picked up the bowl of milk tea in front of him and drank it down in one gulp, saying, "I'll know soon after I go to Runan."

Xing Yanping obviously didn't know the relationship between the two, so he looked at Chu Xinle again and said, "My son stabbed you to death, but you didn't complain at all, and did your best to help him come back?"

Although Xing Yanping is old, his eyes are still as sharp as an eagle's. He just stared at Chu Xinle without blinking.

Chu Xinle said calmly: "In the beginning, I intended to kill the third son Xing." He no longer looked at Xing Yanping, but looked at Xing Yanhong beside him, and said, "But the third son Xing is not a person who will accept everything. He..." He was the one I loved.

Of course Chu Xinle couldn't say this.

"He helped me a lot."

"Then..." Xing Lingjun wanted to ask something more, but was interrupted by Xing Yanhong. He picked up another leg of lamb and put it in Xing Lingjun's bowl: "Old sister, you see that your injury is not much better, make up for it." , eat and eat, it’s cold.”

The topic was forcibly interrupted by Xing Yanhong, Xing Yanping looked at Xing Yanhong, then at Chu Xinle, a trace of indescribable feeling came up in his heart, he and Xing Lingjun looked at each other, obviously, Xing Lingjun felt it too.

This meal was eaten more slowly than usual, Chu Xinle had been eating in a hurry, and Xing Yanhong also intentionally slowed down to wait for him.

After the servants removed the food and cleaned it up, Xing Yanping said to Xing Yanhong: "Are Chi Yan and Chi Xiao still chained outside? Take them to the stable to feed some grass."

Xing Yanhong was obviously unwilling, and refused: "Xingchang is waiting outside, just let him go..."

"Have you been working outside for two years? You don't listen to what your father says!" Xing Yanping's face darkened, and the feeling of oppression around him became stronger.

Xing Yanhong got up helplessly, and pulled Chu Xinle to stand up together, asking someone to accompany him.

"You can go by yourself, can I still eat him?" Xing Yanping said.

Xing Yanhong had no choice but to let go of Chu Xinle, and stared at him worriedly. Chu Xinle blinked at him comfortingly, and then Xing Yanhong went out slowly.

Chu Xinle sat down again, listened to the sound of horseshoes outside the tent, and then asked Xing Yanping and Xing Lingjun: "Compared with the two of you, do you have something to say?"

Xing Yanping laughed: "He is a smart man."

Xing Lingjun didn't speak.

"I only have one question to ask." Xing Yanping said.

"Master Xing, please."

"When the Chu family was wiped out, Shi Enze and Yun Tingke were not fools. Although the fire was so powerful that it could burn people to death, it was absolutely impossible to burn them to ashes. They counted the bodies of the Chu family, and the whole house There are a total of 180 corpses." Xing Yanping squinted his eyes, and the slight sound of the candle in the tent was as loud as the heartbeat in Chu Xinle's chest. He heard Xing Yanping ask: "You Is it Chu Xinle?"

Chu Xinle opened his mouth, but found that his mouth was dry, and he couldn't say a word at this moment, who was usually able to do things with ease. The shaking of his hands became more and more intense, and an inexplicable sense of alienation made him flustered.

Both Xing Yanping and Xing Lingjun looked at him, calmly and gently waiting for him to give the answer to this question.

"I..." He opened his mouth, Xing Yanhong had already opened the tent and entered, Chu Xinle immediately shut up.

Xing Yanping looked up at him and asked, "Are you done feeding?"

Xing Yanhong sat down, apparently not knowing anything about what happened to the other party, he replied: "I took it over and fed it, Xingchang is watching over there."

It was already late at night, Jiuyuan was silent in the bleak, and the tent with candles on top became the only light.

"Are you full?" Xing Yanhong asked Chu Xinle who was beside him. He sensed that something was wrong with Chu Xinle, and instinctively raised his hand to wipe the sweat off Chu Xinle's forehead, but was caught by Chu Xinle and glanced at Xing Yan. Pinghe Xing Lingjun let go of his hand and said, "Thank you, Third Young Master, for your concern, it's okay."

It was only then that Xing Yanhong came to his senses, and resentfully withdrew his hand.

The banquet lasted until midnight, and Chu Xinle had never been through so late. Xing Yanhong sent him to the tent he had just packed. The tent couldn't hold any heat, and it was as cold as an ice cellar. He scavenged a layer of quilt and spread it on the hard plank bed with another layer, and took off his cloak to Chu Xinle.

His cloak is made of wolf fur, which is warmer than ordinary cloaks. He originally wanted to make a layer for Chu Xinle's cloak, but unfortunately he couldn't find it in Runan.

"Take it off for me, what are you wearing?" There was no light in the tent, and Chu Xinle couldn't see Xing Yanhong's appearance clearly, so she could only raise her head and ask.

Xing Yanhong has been used to this place since he was a child, and his eyes can see clearly even in the middle of the night. He feels that Chu Xinle's appearance is very soft now, so he couldn't help lowering his head and smacked on his soft lips, and then smacked again.

Chu Xinle was afraid that Xing Yanping and the others would notice that although this tent was far away from Xing Yanping's tent, Chu Xinle always felt uncomfortable in their territory.

Satisfied, Xing Yanhong picked up the thin cloak that Chu Xinle took off and put it on, saying, "I'll wear yours."

Seeing that Chu Xinle was lying down, he wanted to follow him, but before he could move his leg, he pulled it back angrily, squatted beside Chu Xinle, and said, "I still have to go find my father and sister. "

Chu Xinle nodded.

"What happened just now, with such a bad face?" Xing Yanhong asked again.

Chu Xinle shook her head and said, "It's too cold, it's freezing."

Xing Yanhong's body was hot, even in the cold winter of Jiuyuan. He grabbed Chu Xinle's cold hands and rubbed them back and forth, exhaling while rubbing them. Not long after the ice cubes melted, Chu Xinle's hands also became hot .

Before he could react, a finger was stuck to his lips, and the warm and fishy liquid flowed into his lips. Chu Xinle opened his mouth and sucked for a while, and most of the panic disappeared just now. Seeing that he was sleepy, Xing Yanhong When he came up, he withdrew his hand and sucked the saliva on his fingers twice, twisted the corner of the quilt for him, saw that Chu Xinle was fast asleep, and then lifted the tent and went out.

Xing Yanping waited outside for so long that Xing Yanhong didn't pay attention. When he came out, he was stunned for a moment. Although the tent was thick, it was not soundproof, and he didn't know when his father came over.

Seeing him coming out, Xing Yanping signaled him to come with him, and the two walked into Xing Yanping's tent. Xing Lingjun waited in the tent because his injury was not fully healed and it was inconvenient to move around.

"You and that...Chu Xinle...you..." Xing Yanping is not a fool, he can feel the subtle atmosphere between the two.

"We have already married at the church." Xing Yanhong said directly.

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"You've been in Runan the whole time, what kind of hall did you worship!" Xing Yanping couldn't hold back his anger anymore. Although he had been prepared in his heart, he still felt unusual when he heard his son say it. He felt a thunderous anger feel.

"Didn't the Shi family hold a spring feast?" Xing Yanhong was not afraid of his father's raging anger. He said calmly and calmly: "You all met at that time. Let’s talk about it after seeing my parents.”

Xing Yanhong's next words made Xing Yanping vomit blood on the spot.

"After you left that night, we will have a bridal chamber."

"You're going to piss me off!" Xing Yanping searched back and forth in the room, but he didn't know what to look for, and finally saw him take out a whip from behind the bed, making a gesture to beat him.

Xing Yanhong didn't hide either, he closed his eyes and wanted to be whipped, and shouted: "I want someone, so I have to be responsible to him!"

"Damn!" Xing Yanping was almost pissed off, "Do you know where he came from? You, he looks like that and has the conditions to fall in love with you? Are you stupid?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know, as long as we treat each other sincerely!" Xing Yanhong retorted.

Xing Lingjun saw that the whip was about to hit Xing Yanhong, his brother who had suffered so much and finally came back, his father didn't feel sorry for her, he didn't care about her, he didn't even care about the injury on his stomach, he just stood up and wanted to stop him, who knew what was involved The incision on the stomach was so painful that he lost consciousness for a while and fell directly to the ground.

Xing Yanhong and Xing Yanping didn't care about the noise and came directly to help Xing Lingjun up.

"Enough noise?" Xing Lingjun looked at Xing Yanping.

Sometimes she felt that her father was just an old child in the name of Nine Plains Eagle King.

"Old sister, I don't want to quarrel, I just love him sincerely, anyway, I want to be with him." Xing Yanhong said.

"You!" Xing Yanping bristled with anger.

"Xing Boluan." Xing Lingjun was supported by two people and sat on the stool. She sighed. After all, she is a girl. Even if she leads troops to fight all day long, girls are always more careful than boys. He can see that Chu Xinle The love for Xing Yanhong, and the love for his younger brother for Chu Xinle can also be seen, there is no doubt that they hit it off.

"He's too ambitious."

If Chu Xinle came alone, the Xing family could accommodate him no matter what, but he is not, there are 8000 Yi Anjun behind him.

Xing Yanhong said: "I know, marry a chicken as a chicken, marry a dog as a dog, I follow him."

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Xing Yanping and Xing Lingjun were speechless, the one who co-authored Xing Yanhong was actually married? !

"What does he like about you?" Xing Yanping asked.

Xing Yanhong obviously felt that the question his father asked was of no standard, so he said straightforwardly for no reason: "You have both talent and looks."