On the train, Xunmi had calmed down, and the gun in his hand was shining with a cold silver light.
The hot sunshine makes people feel a little chilly.
Those damn things actually dared to hurt him. It's unforgivable.
It seems that I need to start planning the circuit in advance. I am so annoyed that I cannot know my husband's news all the time.
She sent the baby to look after Qi Kun, who was weaker and more prone to accidents.
And she still hasn't found out who is behind this.
Logically speaking, this shouldn't have happened, but after the clue reached the Chamber of Commerce, it was cut off, and it was cut off completely.
She didn't think that the Chamber of Commerce was the only one doing this. There must be someone behind them, and this Peach Blossom Festival was an opportunity.
It was still early, so she took a nap.
"Liang Hui, Min Qiyang, do you know what you have done? This place is so dangerous, how could you spread the news?"
Feng Yilin's dusty face was filled with murderous intent, and his pair of dark peach blossom eyes were like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
The two people in front of him were the prey. They were so scared that they squatted on the spot and dared not move.
When sending the telegram, Min Qi Yang was a little hesitant, but Liang Hui said that the marshal was really injured and they just exaggerated the situation a little.
If Miss Qi really loves him, she will definitely be worried and won't bother with those flies.
But none of them expected that she would get on the train regardless of everything.
She really loved him, this was the only conclusion they came to, but at this inappropriate time.
"I'm sorry, I'll go and receive the punishment after I bring the person back."
Min Qi Yang saluted Feng Yilin and wanted to go around him to the station.
According to the schedule, his wife would arrive around evening, and this time, he would definitely say the three words that he should have said long ago: I'm sorry.
Feng Yilin stopped the person who was about to leave, looked into the distance, and said, "I'll go." Without saying anything more, he turned and left.
Liang Hui was the first to react and exclaimed, "Marshal, you can't go there. It's already been occupied by Sato's men."
When the central station was raided last night, it completely fell into the territory of the Japanese.
"Qi Xunmi will definitely come here on her own. She's so smart, and Sato's people don't know her, so she'll be fine."
"If you go, something bad will definitely happen." Liang Hui saw that the person in front was walking faster and faster, obviously he had made up his mind, so he roared.
"Feng Yilin, stop right there. You are Feng Yilin of the Feng Family Army, the garrison marshal of Taohua Province. Don't forget your identity."
The man who was walking quickly paused, and his straight back completely collapsed at this moment.
"Ah!" He roared in pain, threw the hat in his hand hard to the ground, and fell to his knees.
He is Feng Yilin, but he also likes her Feng Yilin very much.
How could he watch her fall into danger? How could he, why, why was he so useless?
"Pa." He slapped himself in the face. It was all his fault. It was all his fault.
Liang Hui and Min Qi Yang were both frightened and quickly ran to Feng Yilin. Looking at his appearance, they couldn't say anything.
The soldiers who were training around and coming in and out stopped and looked at the person kneeling on the ground in the middle with worried expressions.
In their hearts, he was the marshal who was as strong as steel, the strongest man and the great hero.
But now he looks so depressed. What happened?
I wanted to comfort them, but I didn't know what to say, so I could only surround them one by one, as if this could give some support to the helpless man in front of me.
Liang Hui lowered his head, clenched his fists, and his face was full of determination.
"I will definitely bring her here safely. If she can't come back, please help us collect her body." He walked away quickly, pushing away the people who were surrounding him.
Min Qi Yang wanted to follow, but the Marshal was in a very bad condition at the moment and he couldn't leave easily.
Just as he was about to go forward to help the man up, he saw Liang Hui, who had just left, come back again and frowned.
"Didn't you go to pick up your wife? Why..." did you come back alone?
His eyes widened as he saw the person slowly approaching, and the rest of his words got stuck in his throat.
Liang Hui touched his nose. Before he took a few steps, he saw a person who appeared with an air of indifference.
Xunmi ignored the two of them. Her eyes immediately fell on the man in the middle who exuded an aura of pain and sadness.
Her heart ached, and the anger in her chest was burning behind her. Which bastard had harmed her husband like this? She wanted to tear him into pieces.
She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and squatted down in front of her husband.
"Feng Yilin, you..."
As soon as she said that, she was hugged tightly in his arms. The force was so strong that it hurt, but she didn't complain at all.
I gently stroked my husband's head, again and again, hoping to make him relax.
She could feel that her husband's breath was very chaotic, like boiling water that was constantly overflowing because of the fire burning underneath.
"Yilin, it's okay, it's okay, no matter what happens, I'm here."
She wanted to ask what was wrong, but she was afraid of touching her husband's wound and making him even more nervous.
Feng Yilin thought he was dreaming. He had fallen into the abyss and his thoughts were pulled out of his mind. All he could see was darkness, without any light at all.
Just when he felt that his world was about to collapse, a voice that seemed to be engraved in his bones came, making him subconsciously reach out and hug the source of the voice tightly in his arms.
The shallow warmth gradually penetrated into his heart, and the voice ringing in his ears came from his most desired prayer.
His thoughts began to clear up, and his eyes, which had been stained by thick ink, opened up, revealing the fragility and doubt within to Xunmi.
Seeing this, Xunmi felt even more heartbroken. What on earth had her husband been through in the past few days? How had he become like this?
Really... I want to scold him, but I can't bear to do it when I see his look. Alas.
"Xun'er, is it really you? I'm not dreaming?" Feng Yilin couldn't help but tighten his hands, as if he was afraid that the person in his arms would disappear in the next second.
Xunmi coaxed patiently, "It's me, you're not dreaming, let's get up first, the ground is cold."
Feng Yilin shook his head and buried his head in the neck of the person in his arms, his voice muffled.
"I know I'm dreaming. As soon as I let go of you, you'll disappear."
"No, I will always be here." Although Xunmi felt it was a bit strange, she didn't think much about it. Her husband was the most important.
"Really?" Feng Yilin asked with doubt in his tone.
Xunmi nodded quickly: "Really."
"Then if you promise not to divorce me, and remain my wife, and I remain your husband, I will believe you."
"Okay." Xunmi agreed without thinking, but inexplicably felt that something was wrong.
Feng Yilin got a satisfactory answer, and a smile of success appeared on the corner of his lips. It turned out that to pursue a wife, one has to rely on oneself.
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