Min Qiyang wanted to punch this stupid guy. Couldn't he see that the fire was burning? Why did he add tar?
Did he think that they weren't affected enough? It was really tiring to have such a stupid teammate.
Liang Hui still didn't realize that he had been tricked. If he didn't have something to bring to Feng Yilin, he would have gone to the Peach Blossom Province to beat up that foreigner.
Damn it, he had studied abroad before, so he knew very well what the Muse he was talking about represented.
At first, he thought that she was just stunning and would retreat when she got married. But he forgot that people abroad were more open-minded. They could wait for a divorce after they got married.
Feng Yilin felt like he was going to kill someone. The fire in his chest was burning away at his rationality.
Basil, Basil, it's Basil again. This man can't be left alive.
"The central government is under our control. Zuo Teng suffered heavy losses this time. Marshal, do you want to go back?"
Tomorrow was the second day of the Peach Blossom Festival. The festival lasted for three days, so he should be able to make it.
Min Qiyang suggested carefully. The marshal didn't need to do anything for the next few days, so …
He also hoped that when the marshal returned, all the hostility on his body would disappear without a trace.
After all, they couldn't afford to be hurt. It was unspeakable pain to be taken care of every day.
Feng Yilin thought for a moment and nodded. He hadn't seen his wife for almost a month. He missed her so much.
Although he had Uncle Qiu's telegram every day, he felt like he was going to explode whenever he saw any news other than his wife.
Fortunately, he had endured until now. This time, he really couldn't bear it anymore.
Liang Hui still wanted to say something, but Min Qiyang quickly covered his mouth. "Marshal, go pack your things. I have something to talk to Liang Hui about. We'll leave first."
He quickly dragged him away, afraid that this unreliable teammate would say something to provoke the marshal again. If that happened, it wouldn't be as simple as going back.
Min Qiyang only let go of Liang Hui after the two of them were far away.
As soon as he was free, Liang Hui immediately complained, "Hey, Min Qiyang, what are you doing? Do you know that you almost suffocated me?"
"Seriously, if I die, you'll be buried with me. Hmph."
He was so obedient, but why was he always the one who got hurt in the end? He couldn't accept it!
With this interruption, he forgot to tell Feng Yilin that his wife would be coming over tomorrow.
So the facts proved that this was not just a stupid opponent, but a stupid teammate with a godly assist.
Of course, it was the godly assist of a lousy teammate, and it was specifically designed to mess with Feng Yilin.
By the time Liang Hui remembered that night, Feng Yilin had already left.
Standing outside Feng Yilin's room, Liang Hui could already foresee how badly Feng Yilin would die when he returned.
She turned around and spat at the person beside her, "Min Qiyang, it's all your fault. It's all your fault that I forgot such an important thing."
"F * ck, this won't do. I have to run. Why am I so miserable?"
Liang Hui really felt that he had eight lifetimes of bad luck to have met two such unreliable friends.
She stomped her feet indignantly and glared daggers at Min Qiyang. Then she went to bed and prepared to leave early the next morning.
Min Qiyang, who was left behind, also felt a headache coming on. Who the hell knew that Liang Hui would be reliable this time? He even thought …
Oh, he also wanted to say, what kind of bad luck did he have to meet these two extremely abnormal friends?
Perhaps because there were no obstacles on the way, Feng Yilin arrived at Peach Blossom Province early the next morning.
Once he got off the train, he couldn't wait to rush home. He absolutely couldn't let his wife be abducted by some wild man.
When he arrived home in a hurry, he only saw an empty hall. Even Uncle Qiu wasn't there.
"Where's Madam?" He asked a maidservant who had just walked out. The fierce aura on his body unconsciously leaked out, scaring the maidservant into trembling with fear.
"Ma … Ma … Madam … went … out," the maidservant replied nervously. She kept her head down, afraid that she would offend the marshal.
Feng Yilin frowned. His wife had gone out. Could it be that she had gone to the Peach Blossom Festival with that wild man with bad intentions?
How could that be? He turned around without hesitation. They must be at the brothel.
The maidservant secretly sighed in relief after the marshal left. Then she wondered why the marshal had returned.
"Xiao Ya, what are you doing here? Are you going to slack off as soon as Madam left?"
As soon as Uncle Qiu stepped in, he saw the maidservant standing at the door in a daze. He scolded her with a straight face.
The maidservant, who was startled, immediately remembered. She grabbed Uncle Qiu's hand and said hurriedly, "Uncle Qiu, the marshal is back. He must have gone to the brothel to find Madam."
Only then did she remember that Madam seemed to have packed a few boxes last night. It didn't seem like she was going to the Peach Blossom Festival.
Uncle Qiu's expression changed. He ignored the maidservant and quickly sent someone to find the marshal.
He rushed to the station, hoping that Madam hadn't left yet. There was still time.
When Feng Yilin arrived at the brothel, it was so crowded that he couldn't squeeze through.
Feng Yilin, whose face was so dark that ink could be mixed with it, stood at the door, thinking about how to get in.
"Marshal? Why are you here? " Qi Kun, who came out to patrol, saw a familiar person in casual clothes. He walked closer to take a look and exclaimed in surprise.
Wasn't the war at the front line very tense? Why was the marshal back?
"Father-in-law, where's my wife?" Feng Yilin immediately asked when he saw Qi Kun.
I'll be able to see my wife soon. It's so good. She wants hugs, kisses, and sex …
Just as he was thinking about it, a basin of cold water was instantly poured over his head.
"Didn't Xunmi go to deliver supplies to you?" Qi Kun was even more confused. What was going on between the two of them? "You …"
Before he could finish his question, the person in front of him ran away like a gust of wind. Qi Kun was stunned by his speed.
This young man is really energetic. However, judging from the marshal's appearance, he cares a lot about his daughter.
This is good. This is good. Finally, it's not his daughter's one-sided effort.
With a gratified smile on his face, he turned around and joined the flower-admiring group.
Xunmi sat at the station, waiting for the train to depart. She didn't know why the train hadn't left yet, even though it was almost 11 o 'clock. Seriously.
She had arrived at the station after 8 o 'clock. Seriously, she gave a bad review.
'Passengers arriving at the central hub, please board the train as soon as possible. We're about to depart.'
Hearing the broadcast, Xunmi moved her numb body, got up, and walked to the entrance of the station.
She put the suitcase in her hand on the table in the room and pounced on the big bed in the room. Finally, she willfully enjoyed the feeling of being in a high-class VIP carriage.
Xunmi, who had unknowingly fallen asleep, heard something ringing.
She grabbed the pillow next to her and covered her head, continuing to sleep.
"Pa, pa, pa … Pa, pa, pa …" However, the sound kept ringing, disturbing her sleep.
Xunmi was so angry that she threw the pillow on her head in the direction of the sound and got up in a daze.
Her misty peach blossom eyes stared straight at the sound.
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