Cheng Mu'an came out of Liu Kuo, found General Sha first, and simply told him the prince's plan, let him have a number in his heart, make arrangements, and then rode to Lianfu.

It was late, the stars were twinkling in the dark night, the crescent moon was like a hook, there were no pedestrians on the street, only the sound of horses' hooves on the ground echoed, which was particularly clear in the quiet night.

Cheng Mu'an arrived at the gate of Lianfu, jumped off the horse, tied the horse, and knocked on the door with some embarrassment.

Wen Xiaomiao has fallen asleep, curled up under the quilt like a kitten, since the last time Wen Xiaomiao was seriously ill, she has been extremely afraid of the cold, and now she is covered with two layers of quilts.

Cheng Muan sat beside her and shouted softly, "Miao Miao." ”

Wen Xiaomiao didn't move, Cheng Mu'an slowly touched her head, stroked it one by one, Wen Xiao's sleepy eyes woke up dimly, and as soon as she saw the black shadow in front of her, she was startled, and she was about to get up and run to the corner to dodge.

"It's me." Cheng Muan gently pressed her hard and said in a low voice.

"Brother An? How did you get back? What time is it? Wen Xiaomiao struggled to sit up.

Cheng Muan didn't speak, and lit the oil lamp first.

Wen Xiaomiao sat up, looking at Cheng Mu'an with dark eyes, the big pupils reflected the flames jumping on the oil lamp, flickering and flashing, and Wen Xiaomiao's little face was hazy in the dim light.

Cheng Mu'an's feelings for Wen Xiaomiao have always been calm and peaceful.

Cheng Muan looked at Wen Xiaomiao and looked straight at him, and couldn't help but stretch out his hands to pick up Wen Xiaomiao's little face and kiss her gently.

Cheng Mu'an gently parted Wen Xiaomiao's lips, Wen Xiaomiao felt that today's Cheng Mu'an was a little different.

"Brother An." Wen Xiaomiao made a vague voice, although she didn't know what Cheng Mu'an was running back in the middle of the night for, but it was definitely not just to kiss her, Wen Xiaomiao intuitively felt that Cheng Mu'an must have something, and it was not an ordinary thing......

Usually Cheng Muan will not show his feelings so easily, he is an extremely calm person, he doesn't say much, he doesn't smile, he can't see it when he's happy, he can't see it when he's angry, you can't see what he's thinking at all.

Cheng Mu'an let out a long breath, a little annoyed that he was abrupt, and he didn't know how deep he was.

Since he was a child, Cheng Muan has been marching and fighting with General Cheng, General Cheng will not treat him differently because he is the son of the general, especially when training, he is more strict than others, and a little relaxation will make Cheng Muan unable to get off the stage in front of all the soldiers, at first Cheng Muan still has a temper, and feels that his father does not need to let him be a target and erect military authority in front of everyone, and later when he is older, Cheng Muan will realize General Cheng's good intentions, he is only the strongest, so he will not die on the battlefield so easily, It was a father who didn't want to see his son die in front of him.

Cheng Muan has been more respectful of General Cheng since then, he must discuss everything with General Cheng, and he is also very filial to his father, General Cheng also has a special preference for Cheng Muan, Cheng Muan's eldest brother has no talent for martial arts at all, and his sister is even more gentle as water, although he is too good-looking, but he is still the most imaginary with General Cheng.

Cheng Mu'an calmed down for a while, touched Wen Xiaomiao's hair, her hair was soft and fragrant, and said, "Miao Miao, I will leave the day after tomorrow, and I may not be able to come back for a long time." ”

"Where?" Wen Xiaomiao raised her head in surprise.