Although unloading the mill and killing the donkey is a good strategy, it depends on who the donkey is. Gao Jin won’t smash his egg on the stone.

He deliberately reported the number of troops to be large, just in case. If Qin Feng learned that his troops were not enough for his troops, he would not guarantee that Qin Feng would not directly take down Liangcheng and seek credit from Xia Feng Kingdom.

"The prince's wish will be in front of him soon." Qin Feng said with a smile. Gao Jin's soldiers felt that there was a falsehood, but he did not need to lie about the soldiers in the palace. Originally, King Xia Feng's plan was to delay the journey and observe the war situation in Beiliang. If he entered the city, he would investigate the remaining soldiers and horses, if he had reached the stage of decline in momentum, he would take the opportunity to wipe them out. Now it seems that he can only help, not attack, which was also the initial plan.

Gao Jin smiled. If everything was as usual, everything was just around the corner; he seemed to be able to see the light smiling at him, and he seemed to see hope waving to him.

The dinner party dispersed in the middle of the night, and everyone was drunk and drunk; Song Jingran sent the drunk unconscious Gao Jin back to the camp.

Gao Jin lay drowsy on the soft couch. Song Jingran subconsciously pushed him and called out, "A Jin..."

The situation is settled. He wanted to use the alcohol tonight to explain his intentions for Lin Xuan'er to Gao Jin, but he didn't expect that he would drink like this.

Gao Jin moved his body, "Yeah...." But with a sound, the alcohol burned in his body, making him unable to open his eyes, and his mind seemed to be still awake. Otherwise, how could he realize that Song Jingran had something to say?

Seeing that he was completely unconscious, Song Jingran thought that he would not listen to anything he said, so he simply waited for the next chance to take the brocade quilt beside him, gently put it on him, and turned around to leave.

"Jingran..." Gao Jin stood up staggeringly and leaned on the soft couch, "Come here, I have something to tell you." Gao Jin patted the position beside him. Alcohol can anesthetize the body and mind, but it cannot anesthetize the mind, but it can strengthen inner deficiencies, such as confidence and courage.

"A Jin, you have drunk too much, I'll talk about anything tomorrow." Song Jingran held his shoulders and wanted to help him lie down. He had something to say to him, but he had something to say first, but he had something to say, but he had some idea of ​​escaping.

"No, I didn't drink too much, listen to me." Gao Jin pulled Song Jingran aside and sat down, "Tell me, are you talking to Xuan'er..."

Gao Jin looked at him in a confused expression, as if he was drunk, as if he was waiting for his answer, and his heart was already numb from alcohol.

Song Jingran hesitated. He didn't know how to speak the words on his lips. A strong smell of alcohol seemed to deepen his drunkenness. For some reason, he spoke, "I love Xuan'er, I love her." His expression was a little dazed, as if Lin Xuan'er was right in front of him.

Gao Jin was originally confused, but suddenly glanced at him deeply, and instantly withdrew his gaze, murmured, "I know you love her, I love her too... I love her very much, very much..."

Gao Jin's body gradually lie down with the sound, perhaps it is the effect of alcohol or physical and mental fatigue.

"A Jin, if possible, would you be willing to return her to me?" Song Jingran looked at Gao Jin who was lying down with a serious look on his face, with a hint of drunkenness in his eyes. No matter whether Gao Jin was so drunk or deliberately avoiding this problem, he would continue to be drunk and bravely selfish.

Gao Jin stopped talking for a long time, breathed calmly, murmured Lin Xuan'er's name in his mouth; Song Jingran couldn't wait for the answer he wanted, sighed deeply, put the brocade quilt on him, and also stood up and left.

After he left, Gao Jin opened his eyes again, his eyes were empty, and he kept asking why it was him, why they wanted to fall in love with a woman, a brother who treated each other as brothers, and a woman whom he had loved for a long time, so he chose to escape with a cowardly choice.

If you are selfish, when facing your beloved, everyone will have the selfishness they want to have. Not only Song Jingran, but also him. He even has a hint of despicableness in his selfishness.

Song Jingran was wandering on the empty streets, and the cold wind came towards him, as if helping him relieve his drunkenness in his body, and as if reminding him that some things would go with the wind, but they would not return once they were gone;

He could vaguely feel that Gao Jin was deliberately escaping, which made him even more scared. Gao Jin changed, for Lin Xuan'er and for his throne; before he knew it, the two words "Lin Mansion" appeared in front of him, looking at the high courtyard wall, where the person he loved was the one he loved.

After Dark Soul brought Dark Soul back to Lin Mansion, he cleaned up the house in the garden next to Qingpin Garden, allowing her to cultivate here for the time being;

For the first time in so many years, she was so heartbroken for her. It was not that she, her sister, was cruel, but that she was too cruel. Whether it was for people or things, she was the most vicious one in the dark house;

Her cold-blooded and ruthless rejected everyone, except Song Jingran; but now, for Bai Nianming, she has put down all her pride, but what he left her was endless sorrow.

The dark soul was drowsy and the dark soul was worried, so she kept guarding her; Cui'er and others wanted to take care of the children, so they went back to Qingpin Garden early; Lin Xuan'er accompanied the dark soul to the end until late at night, and was persuaded to return by the dark soul.

Lin Xuan'er also learned about the affairs of Dark Soul and Bai Nianming from Dark Soul;

On the way back to the house, I was always sad for the dark soul. People who have never lost will never feel the taste of losing. She seemed to have never lost it, but she seemed to have been losing it all the time.

Unconsciously, I returned to the park. The door in the room was actually open. The faint light was on, and it was twinkling under the breeze. Maybe Cui'er and the others forgot to close the door;

Suddenly, a black shadow was particularly strange under the dim light, but disappeared in an instant;

Because it was late at night, Lin Xuan'er did not disturb others. Lin Mo had appeared in the evening. Could it be him? But how could he be here so late? With all his questions and panic, he walked into the house gently. There was no trace of anyone coming in the empty house. Could it be that it was his own illusion;

He took a deep breath, hoping to make himself awake. Before he could breathe out, a strange breath seemed to float behind him. Lin Xuan'er glanced behind him from under his eyes, but did not turn around. She was brewing the smell of the breath, and she seemed to feel a little familiar.

There was a silence in the room, and Lin Xuan'er seemed to be able to hear her heartbeat. After confirming that her breath was familiar, she turned around with a little excitement. What caught her eye was her face that she had been thinking about day and night. She called out "Song Jingran..." in surprise.

Song Jingran pulled the corner of his mouth, not a smile, but better than a smile. He had been pricked outside the garden for a long time. He wanted to take a look and satisfy his heart, but the moment he saw her, he could no longer find the direction to leave;

He looked at her in surprise and excitement, and felt secretly happy. Even if he was lost, as long as she was there, he would never be afraid of losing.

"Song Jingran..." Lin Xuan'er rushed up excitedly, afraid that he would disappear in the next second.

Lin Xuan'er threw herself into his arms. When she touched the wound, Song Jingran let out a "hiss". Lin Xuan'er quickly moved her body out, looked around, and said worriedly, "Are you injured?"

Before Song Jingran could leave, she hugged her into her arms again;

Lin Xuan'er was still worried about his body, but his body moved, but he hugged him tighter. "Don't move..." Song Jingran said softly in her ear, hugging each other tightly, as if it was their eternal life now.

Lin Xuan'er smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body, "Have you drunk?"

"I'm telling us about it." Song Jingran answered the question irrelevantly. He didn't want her to misunderstand. He came to her because of drunkenness.

"Really?" Lin Xuan'er moved out of her body, looking nervous, "What did Brother Jin say?"

He could bravely tell Gao Jin that he must have made great determination for himself. After all, they are brothers. Thinking of this, she was deeply guilty, as if she was the destroyer among them.

Song Jingran lowered his eyes and said with a gloomy face, "He has drunk too much."

Seeing that he was so disappointed, Lin Xuan'er smiled far-fetchedly, "It's okay, there will be a chance in the future." She just treats it as comforting each other, because this is not a question of opportunity, but a question of courage.

Song Jingran nodded and said with a serious look on his face, "But..." He had to fall into trouble, and they had two children involved each other.

Lin Xuan'er looked at his expression change and seemed to realize what he was thinking, "Are you worried about the child?"

Song Jingran looked at her and nodded heavily. He felt a sense of all kinds of flavors in his heart, and the more intense one was sour.

Lin Xuan'er smiled and said, "As long as you can, the child will never be a problem between this matter."

She had never thought of telling her about her child's life experience. She wanted to wait for the day when they were really together and give him an unexpected surprise.

Song Jingran was a little confused about her words. The child should be the main problem. Why did she say that? Seeing that he was still confused, Lin Xuan'er gave him a possible smile, "Believe me."

With such a beautiful smile, Song Jingran was already drunk, but she was a little lost in her mind for a moment. Her waist stinged, and then she was reminded by Lin Xuan'er's hand pinching her waist, so she nodded with a smile.

Lin Xuan'er lowered her eyes shyly. She pinched her to remind Song Jingran of her trance, but also aroused his strong desire;

Suddenly, I felt a ray of hot wind blowing on my cheeks. I raised my eyes and found that his handsome face was enlarged in front of me until my eyes turned black, my lips touched each other, and a heat flow churned in my mouth. The soft tongue tips were intertwined, as if they were inextricably stranded, unable to be untied and cut.

Before Song Jingran still had a trace of reason, she wanted to stop him from entangling each other. Lin Xuan'er felt that his arms were relaxing, so she tightly wrapped her jade arm around his neck. After experiencing the love between the dark pot and Bai Nianming, she was afraid of losing and even more afraid of not being able to own him;

Song Jingran was completely trapped in love by her enthusiasm. He tightened his arms, kissed each other passionately, and deeply intertwined with love.
Chapter completed!