Qiao Lan's white and delicate hand rubbed the pattern on Feng Qixiang's armor, and said a very hypocritical sentence, "If you are well, it will be a sunny day, so you must come back safely." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info"Even if you don't have me waiting at home, you're going to come back.

Feng Qixiang lowered his head and kissed the head buried in his arms, "Okay, for Lan'er, I will definitely return safely." ”

The little couple hugged each other affectionately, and even Doctor Zheng couldn't bear to pour cold water at this time.

The next day was about to go on the expedition, and Feng Qixiang and Qiao Lan had dinner in Princess Lan's Mansion that night and then returned to Dingyuan's Mansion. Things came too suddenly, and many things hadn't had time to be arranged and deployed, and he was most at ease with Qiao Lan. When people are not around, it seems that they can't feel at ease.

Seven or eight stewards of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, including the chief of the guard, were urgently called to the small courtyard of the study in the outer courtyard to listen to the master's lecture, Feng Qixiang in front of Qiao Lan, solemnly ordered these people, when he was not in the mansion, everything was important to Mrs., Mrs. said one is one, said two is two, if someone dares to give Mrs. anger, the people in the house will be sold lightly, and the staff will be killed, if it is someone next to him, he will hit the door, and he will bear the consequences.

The steward responded conscientiously, they knew that the lord doted on his wife, but they didn't expect to be so spoiled, as if he was protecting his heart and liver.

In order to consolidate Qiao Lan's position and establish her prestige, Feng Qixiang did not interfere much in the back house after becoming married, and let her take care of the people and things in the house by herself.

Qiao Lan smiled skillfully, and did not stop Feng Qixiang's arrangement to go overboard, she knew that if he didn't do this, he would not be at ease.

Knocking on the subordinates in the mansion is still an arrangement on the surface, Feng Qixiang also has to leave the ugly group of dead soldiers in the capital, firstly to protect his Lan'er, and secondly, to inquire about the news, so that he will not lose the movement of the capital because he is far away in southern Xinjiang.

After Feng Qixiang sent the steward away, he dragged Qiao Lan to the study and sat down, telling her that he would leave the ugliness to her.

Ugly naturally won't stay alone, and he will definitely bring a dozen of his subordinates.

Qiao Lan has a deep understanding of the ability of the dead. There is a team of elusive dead soldiers around me, how can I go to Fengyang?

"Husband, you need more helpers by your side, so bring them with you, otherwise I won't worry. I am Mrs. Hou, or Princess Lan, how can anyone have trouble with me, even if there are those who are not long-eyed, ordinary people, Ye Feitian and Shan Zixuan can deal with it, no matter how bad it is, there are still guards in the house, nothing can go wrong. ”

"No, there is another meaning to keep them down, I am far away in southern Xinjiang, and I can't cut off contact with the capital, and those who are not allowed here should be, and it is very likely that they will be led by the nose. "Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, no matter how virtuous the emperor is, he is always facing the world, not one or two meritorious courtiers, the world and the meritorious heroes cannot coexist, and the sacrificed must be the courtiers, of course, this is not inevitable, he is just taking precautions.

Feng Qixiang didn't say who was leading him by the nose, but Qiao Lan understood that he was referring to the emperor. This arrangement is understandable, and she has no reason for him to evacuate.

The dead man kept coming in and out of the study, bringing letters out. There is no shortage of military secrets in these letters, Feng Qixiang did not avoid Qiao Lan, and Qiao Lan did not think about avoiding it, but did not say a word, sat next to him and watched him busy, this is goodbye, one glance is one less glance, she has to look at it.

The sorrow came, her eyes were gradually blurred by tears, she turned her head and secretly wiped away the tears.

Qiao Lan thought that Feng Qixiang was busy and didn't notice, but before she could turn back, she fell into the arms of a warm word, "Lan'er......"

She burst into tears in an instant, and tears continued to flow down, wetting his chest, "Brother Xiang, I can't bear you." ”

Feng Qixiang didn't expect Qiao Lan to have such strong emotions, he just went to the battlefield, not to die, how could he look like he was parting from life and death, when he told her master, he was quite straightforward, but when he turned around, he cried like this.

After knowing each other for three years, his Lan'er is strong and resolute, He once showed a trace of weakness, and now for him, he actually cried, He didn't feel distressed, if he could, he really wanted to be tired of being with her day and night, but a war in southern Xinjiang was inevitable.

"Lan'er is not sad, her husband just went to the south and will be back soon. Feng Qixiang comforted Qiao Lan in a soft voice.

Thinking of her sentence "Even if something really happens, I will widow him", he was full of flavors in his heart, and he was mostly moved.

Feng Qixiang imagined for a while, if he unfortunately died in southern Xinjiang, would he want her to marry someone else, although he was very selfish, but he didn't want to, he felt that Lan'er in this life, oh, even the next life, the next life had to be his, and no one could touch it, so ...... A battle in southern Xinjiang will surely be triumphant!!

Qiao Lan cried and cried, and actually fell asleep, Feng Qixiang carried her to the soft couch in the inner room to settle down, he still had a lot of things to deal with, otherwise he would definitely sleep with her and warm up.

Feng Qixiang dealt with things overnight, he was about to send someone to find Feng Qirong, Qiao Lan's cry came from the inner room, he hurriedly ran into the inner room, the person was still not awake, but he was crying in a dream.

"Brother Xiang, don't jump, don't ......" In the dream, Qiao Lan saw Feng Qixiang standing on a cliff, as if he was about to jump down, hearing her shout, he turned around and smiled, but his smile was sad, and then turned around and jumped off the cliff without hesitation, "No ......" In a blink of an eye, she became the one who jumped off the cliff again, Feng Qixiang was lying on the cliff, calling her name in pain......

In reality, Feng Qixiang was stunned, why...... At this time, he had a trace of doubt in his heart, and Lan'er was so frightened. He stepped forward and wanted to wake up the person who was struggling in the dream, but she cried again and said, "I'm sorry, I have no choice but to forget me, forget my ......"

Who did Lan'er dream of? Who did she want to forget her?

"Lan'er!" Feng Qixiang did not wake up Qiao Lan, but held the person in his arms, coaxed softly and softly, "Lan'er, it's okay, everything will pass, forget, forget." ”

Wrapped in a warm embrace, Qiao Lan quickly calmed down and didn't talk in her dreams anymore.

The lord is going to go on an expedition, the Hou Mansion is awake, waiting for the summons, and so is the housekeeper Tong, when Feng Yi appeared, he was still thinking about whether he could ask for a return to Lishan County, which is closer to southern Xinjiang.

The old man is calling, and the housekeeper Tong is also running fast at his age, soaring, as if there is a wind under his feet, and when he enters the study, he sees Feng Qixiang thinking about something, and he doesn't dare to disturb, but Feng Qixiang has noticed him and asked him to find a place to sit down.

"Master, what do you have to tell the old slave?" Steward Tong's butt touched the edge of the chair, but he didn't dare to sit down.

Feng Qixiang thought for a moment before asking, "Do you remember my father's first expedition, what was my mother's reaction?"