Lin Zao, a post-apocalyptic space ability user, has transmigrated!
Before her are twin babies, crying for milk, and a lame mother-in-law.
Her current state is one of tattered clothes,...
Tang Jian looked back at Lin Zao with an innocent expression. He didn't have any secret savings! But he didn't seem to have told her that he owned half of the shares in Qibaoge.
So Lin Zao is the one who still pays!
My hands are so itchy!
Suppressing the urge to beat up the man who had taken it upon himself, Lin Zao calmly looked at the shopkeeper.
"Pack them all up!"
Looking at the man still standing there pretending, she said irritably:
"It's time to go back!"
She dared not stay any longer; she was afraid of going bankrupt.
The shopkeeper, beaming with joy, packed both items and personally saw the two out.
The coachman was already waiting in the carriage. After carefully placing the items inside, the two of them were settled in, and the carriage slowly headed towards the General's Mansion.
carriage
Tang Jian was still holding Lin Zao's hand and playing with it, as if he had discovered a new toy and couldn't put it down.
Lin Zao felt an itch in her palms and looked at Tang Jian several times, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself.
"You...don't you have anything to ask me?"
"What?"
Tang Jian pressed down on her fingertips, seemingly curious about her slender and soft fingers, not yet realizing what Lin Zao meant.
Lin Zao suddenly pulled her hand back:
"Can you be serious for once?!"
Tang Jian glanced at her hand longingly, coughed, and straightened his posture:
"you say!"
"I killed that man with this hidden blade!"
Lin Zao took the hidden arrow off her hand and handed it to him.
Tang Jian finally sat up straight and looked at Lin Zao in surprise, not expecting her to be willing to give him the things.
He didn't plan to ask her about it; it was enough that she was able to protect herself well.
He could pretend he didn't know anything else as long as she didn't want to talk about it.
Tang Jian looked into Lin Zao's eyes; he didn't want her to appear forced in the slightest.
However, Lin Zao simply looked at him openly and honestly, without the slightest hesitation or entanglement; she had never intended to hide it from him in the first place.
She had even prepared a small baby when she took the children to the village, but unfortunately, they didn't get to use it.
Now she would no longer hide anything from Tang Jian; these hidden arrows were weapons she used in the apocalypse. She had acquired quite a few back then, so she had plenty in her space now.
Tang Jian looked at Lin Zao and smiled, like a spring breeze melting away the barriers between people. At this moment, their hearts seemed to be much closer.
She seems to be opening up to him, isn't that a good thing?
Lin Zao noticed that he had been handing the item to him for a long time, but the man didn't seem to know how to take it.
He's still smiling so brightly at me now, though I don't know why he's smiling.
But that smile was deeply imprinted in Lin Zao's mind, and she could still recall it clearly many years later.
Tang Jian reached out and took the hidden arrow from Lin Zao. It was a small and delicate concealed weapon, but it was hard to imagine that it had such great power and speed.
After a simple study, Tang Jian understood the principle, but the sleeve arrow was very intricately made, and it would be quite troublesome to completely replicate it.
"This hidden blade is more suitable for self-defense; it contains three arrows. If you want to use it on the battlefield, I'll send you some gifts when we get back!"
Lin Zao smiled mysteriously at Tang Jian, but refused to tell him.
Tang Jian saw that Lin Zao had seen through his thoughts immediately, so he pulled her into his arms and hugged her.
He chuckled softly in her ear.
"My wife and I are truly of one mind. Tell me, how can I thank you?"
After saying that, he gently kissed her earlobe.
"you!!"
Lin Zao felt a tingling sensation all over her body, as if all her strength had been drained, and she collapsed into his arms.