The fire is too strong.
The temperature in the big tent was very high due to the fire pit.
Shen Zhaozhao's face flushed and his head felt a little dizzy. He stared at Zhan Nanxing for a long time before he reacted. He raised his hand with a smile and touched the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye.
"My husband, are you jealous?"
"Why does it smell so sour?"
Zhan Nanxing lowered his eyes and looked at her smiling eyes, his Adam's apple rolling up and down. If possible, he would rather be alone at this moment.
His long fingers played with the wine cup impatiently.
Revealing some thoughts.
"Yeah, I'm jealous." He admitted in a hoarse voice, very straightforwardly.
His eyes were filled with aggression.
Shen Zhaozhao felt his face burning even more for a moment, and licked his dry lips with the tip of his tongue.
Then, she saw the fire in Zhan Nanxing's black eyes becoming even more intense...
"Hey, do you want to drink it or not?" Guan Pingle held the wine cup for a while, looked at the couple looking at each other affectionately, and said in a rough voice.
"drink."
Zhan Nanxing waited for a while, but Shen Zhaozhao didn't answer his question, so he looked away and raised his glass.
"I drink!"
Shen Zhaozhao snatched his wine cup.
Look up.
Drink it in one gulp.
Show the bottom of the cup.
"Great! You are worthy of being my six sisters! Women are as good as men!" Guan Pingle became interested and also raised his head to work.
Zhan Nanxing's eyes darkened.
My group?
What is this group?
Also, this General Guan always calls Zhaozhao "Sixth Sister".
So, besides him, Zhao Zhao has four other elder brothers?
The Shen family in the capital has only one younger brother, and Zhan Nanxing knows that his name is Shen Tiaotiao.
When did she have so many brothers?
Therefore, she and General Wude were not just accidentally rescued...
Zhan Nanxing was thinking, and suddenly felt his shoulders sink. Shen Zhaozhao was drunk after all. He leaned on him and said, "No more drinking. I feel dizzy."
"I toast to the general!" Zhan Beichen gave Zhan Nanxing a look, asking him to take good care of Shen Zhaozhao, and picked up the wine glass himself, making a seamless transition.
When the Zhan brothers left the Mobei camp, Shen Zhaozhao was so drunk that he couldn't even walk clearly.
"Let me help you, Third Brother is seriously injured." Zhan Beichen had drunk quite a bit himself, but he was still able to stay awake.
He secretly regretted not bringing Feng Yong and the others out to help support the people.
"It's okay," Zhan Nanxing raised her hand to block Zhan Beichen's attempt to touch Shen Zhaozhao, and walked towards the carriage with her arm around him.
Zhan Beichen stood there, looking at Shen Zhaozhao who was stumbling in front of him, and Zhan Nanxing who was hugging someone carefully, and suddenly clapped his hands.
Got it.
Why didn't his third brother give him a good look when he went out?
"What's wrong, Brother Beichen? Are you drunk?" Guan Pingle came out to see him off, and saw Zhan Beichen clapping his hands and smiling. He thought that he had made the other drunk, but he was still sober.
Very proud.
"Nothing. Thanks to the general's wine, I figured out some things." Zhan Beichen bowed and said goodbye.
"Find a designated driver...be careful on the road!" Guan Pingle watched Zhan Beichen driving the horse and was about to tell people not to drive drunk and find a designated driver, but then he changed his mind and thought this was ancient times, so he stopped talking.
Watching the carriage slowly drive out of the tent, he raised his hand and waved.
In the carriage, Shen Zhaozhao grabbed Zhan Nanxing's collar, and his fingers touched his neck skin, which felt cool, so he buried his face in it.
My hot face met the coolness and I sighed in relief.
"Have you finished drinking?" Shen Zhaozhao asked in confusion.
"Yeah, on the way back." A clear male voice responded, and every time he said a word, Shen Zhaozhao felt his neck, where he buried his face, vibrating.
Lift your face and open your mouth.
"Don't move." She said impatiently.
"What?"
Shen Zhaozhao frowned, wondering why he was moving again, and suddenly felt a surge of fear.
Took a bite.
"hiss--"
"Zhao Zhao... let go..."
"Mm... it hurts..."
Zhan Beichen, who was riding a horse in the cold wind, had a wooden face, one hand holding the whip, the other hand covering his ears in annoyance.
Having too sensitive ears is not a good thing!
"drive--"
Zhan Beichen increased the speed of the car, letting the sound of the wind breaking through the air drown out the noise behind him.
The carriage sped along the suburban road. On the dark road, only a lantern beside the carriage illuminated a corner of the road ahead.
Zhan Beichen, who was drunk, drove the carriage faster and faster.
He looked ahead absentmindedly.
There was a faint light, and two figures suddenly appeared on the road!
Zhan Beichen was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He grabbed the reins, forced the carriage to stop, and shouted "Whoa!"
The horses neighed and raised their front hooves high.
In the car, Zhan Nanxing's back hit the wall hard due to inertia. He groaned in pain. At the same time, he hugged the person in his arms tightly to help her steady her body.
Even so, Shen Zhaozhao's forehead hit Zhan Nanxing's collarbone and it hurt.
With bleary-eyed eyes, he raised his body and saw Zhan Nanxing's pale face. He lowered his gaze and tore open his shirt.
The white gauze was stained with scarlet blood.
"I*!"
Shen Zhaozhao stood up, pulled open the carriage curtain, hunched over, and stood on the shaft.
"Who is it, on the main road, braking suddenly?"
Zhan Beichen had already gotten out of the car and was looking at the two people in front of him with a frown.
Although he had been drinking, he could see that the two were not on the same page.
"Help!" A man grabbed his bag tightly and shouted towards the carriage, "He's a robber! He's trying to steal my bag!"
"Bring it here!"
"I've been doing this for a long time, and I've never seen anyone meddling in other people's business."
The other man took advantage of the moment when he was distracted and asked for help, snatched the bag with force, and raised his foot to kick him.
"Robbery on the road is a serious crime!"
Shen Zhaozhao shouted, and thinking of Zhan Nanxing's pale face, he jumped off the carriage, and with a rage, he snatched Zhan Beichen's whip and swung it hard at the thief's outstretched legs.
“Pah—”
The horsewhip hit the thief's outstretched leg, tearing his trousers and leaving a bloody mark.
"You caused my man's wound to burst again, I will whip you to death..." Shen Zhaozhao cursed and whipped the thief again.
This whip hit him while he was holding the bundle.
The thief felt pain, his eyes flashed, and he pulled out a sharp blade and rushed towards Shen Zhaozhao.
"Zhao Zhao."
A cold male voice sounded behind him.
As if by magic, Shen Zhaozhao turned his head to take a look. During this gap, he felt his eyes blurred and something flew past his ears.
puff--
The dull sound of a sharp blade entering flesh.
Shen Zhaozhao turned around again and saw that the thief who was just shouting had a feather arrow stuck in his chest and had fallen to the ground, dead.
"Oh my God!" The passerby whose bag was stolen exclaimed, grabbed his own bag and jumped to the side.
"Third sister-in-law!" Zhan Beichen hurried forward to confirm that the person was dead, came over to grab Shen Zhaozhao's whip, glared at her, and said, "Hurry up and get in the car."
After Shen Zhaozhao tossed around, the cold wind blew and most of the alcohol disappeared.
Look up.
In the carriage, Zhan Nanxing leaned against the side of the carriage, holding a bow and arrow, looking at her.
His face was so pale that he looked as if he would be blown down by the wind at any time.
Shen Zhaozhao walked back.
Behind him, Zhan Beichen asked the passerby whose bag was stolen with concern whether he was okay.
"Thanks to this... uh, female warrior for the rescue."
"I have nothing, but a golden stone I picked up. It looks pretty. I'll give it to you."
Shen Zhaozhao paused as he was about to get into the car.
Turn around.
Stone.
With gold?
In the dark night, her eyes suddenly lit up.
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