Chapter Ninety-Eight: Let Go Again

"Aren't you investigating me too? Why can't I investigate you? I have to know why such an exiled army as yours is always stationed in the Western Side and doesn't leave," Sang Shang's eyes flashed with a hint of pride.

"So you judge that Ran Xin can't be my sister?" Xun Zhi couldn't help but glance at Ran Xin who was lying in Sang Shang's arms.

"Yes, so," Sang Shang made a gesture of please with his other hand, "You better leave, don't come to Ran Xin's trouble again, her body needs to recuperate, she can't stand your constant tossing like this, in the future, as long as you are safe, I will not attack you again, this is the biggest concession I can give you,"

"You spent so much time talking and saying so many things just to make me die and never come to Ran Xin's trouble again?" A sneering smile appeared at the corner of Xun Zhi's mouth, "It turns out that you Sang Shang will also have people who care, and there will be times when you say so many things,"

"It depends on whether this person is worth my attention and tongue," Sang Shang said and hugged Ran Xin in his arms tightly, as if she was some kind of diluted treasure, and cared for it in his arms.

"Sang Shang," Xun Zhi looked at Ran Xin again, his eyes were as soft as water, "I can no longer come to take her, but it also depends on you, if you treat her badly, or even hurt her, I will still come and take her away, and then I won't care if she is willing to go with me, I will take her away directly by kidnapping, you know my methods, I can do it, you better remember!" ”

"My Sang Shang's people, I know how to deal with it, I don't need you to gossip from an irrelevant person, you better take care of your own camp," Sang Shang finally threatened Xun Zhi cryptically.

"If you have the ability, come here, I'm not afraid of you," Xun Zhi was not to be outdone, "If it weren't for Ran Xin's face, I would have blown up all of your camps,"

Sang Shang stared at Xun Zhi coldly, and seeing that he still had no intention of leaving, he ordered to the communication ring, "Yu Yan, Xun Zhi is here with me, immediately bring a team of people to surround this room,"

"Yes!" Yu Yan on the other end of the communicator replied.

Xun Zhi raised his eyebrows playfully, "Do you think a few people in your camp can catch me?" ”

Sang Shang just stared at Xun Zhi coldly.

Xun Zhi did not retreat, but advanced, approached Dao Ranxin's side, leaned over slightly, and completely ignored the cold murderous aura emanating from Sang Shang's body.

"Ran Xin," Xun Zhi smiled and squinted, and called softly.

Ran Xin slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was Xun Zhi's smiling appearance, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Remember what I told you when we first met? I'm not a good person, so you don't have to think about repaying me or anything because I saved you," Xun Zhi stared at Ran Xin with a smile, "Also, as long as it is something that can make Sang Shang unhappy, I am willing to do it, so you don't have any expectations from me, maybe one day I will take you away with very strong means, understand?" ”

"Well, I see," Ran Xin nodded with a light smile.

"That's right, I'm leaving," Xun Zhi raised his hand and gently rubbed Ran Xin's white hair, and then gently pinched Ran Xin's cheek.

Ran Xin felt the familiar aura of sadness lingering all over Xun Zhi's body again, but it was only for a moment, when he raised his head to look at Sang Shang, although he was still squinting and smiling, but that sad aura instantly turned into a breathtaking cold.

"Don't stare at me like that, I'll have ideas," Xun Zhi squinted and smiled at Sang Shangsen's cold gaze, "I'd better go first, lest I hurt your soldiers again,"

After speaking, Xun Zhi left Sang Shang's room one by one, and his figure quickly disappeared.

Ran Xin looked at Xun Zhi who disappeared and sighed lightly, "Actually, you and Xun Zhi are both thinking about me, and they both want me to be happy, if only you didn't have to fight all day like this,"

"Ran Xin, you can only stay by my side, and you can only have me by your side, and you are not allowed to think about other men," Sang Shang put on a straight face and pretended to be unhappy, and squeezed Ran Xin's arm lightly as if punishing.

Ran Xin smiled weakly and said softly, "Sure enough, it's cautious and machismo, but I like it, I like this feeling that belongs only to you, you don't have to worry about me looking at other men,"

As he spoke, Ran Xin also kissed Sang Shang on the cheek, "If you don't dislike me, it's already my greatest happiness,"

"Take a good rest after you go back, don't think nonsense, I won't dislike you," Sang Shang hugged Ran Xin tightly, and a kiss gently fell on Ran Xin's snow-white hair.

Two days later, Sang Shang returned to the villa with Ran Xin.

When Sang Shang hugged Ran Xin, who was wearing a mask and wrapped tightly, out of the car, Chu Yanli, who was waiting to greet Sang Shang at the door of the villa, was stunned and stunned.

Sang Shang hugged Ran Xin and walked to Chu Yanli, who had been stunned, and said in a cold voice, "The room I want you to clean up, have you cleaned up?" ”

Chu Yanli immediately came back to his senses and hurriedly spoke, "It's cleaned up, Qiu Sijie is already waiting in the room,"

Sang Shang nodded, hugged Ran Xin and went directly to the second floor.

Ran Xin found that Sang Shang didn't carry him to his room, and asked suspiciously, "Where are you taking me?" Isn't my room on the first floor? ”

"Your room will be on the second floor in the future," Sangshang replied as he walked.

"Why?" Ran Xin didn't understand why Sang Shang wanted to change his room.

Sang Shang just glanced down at Ran Xin and didn't answer.

Qiu Sijie, who was waiting in the room, thought that the marshal was injured again, but when he saw the marshal walking into the room with Ran Xin in his arms, he was shocked, but his face could already remain calm.

Qiu Sijie saw that their cold marshal was very gentle and careful to put Ran Xin on the bed and cover the quilt, and carefully helped him take off his mask and gloves.

"Strig, come here," Sang Shang straightened up and took half a step back to make way for Qiu Sijie, but his eyes were staring at Ran Xin and did not look away.

Qiu Sijie sighed in his heart, it turned out that the marshal was like this when he cared about a person, and he was so focused that it was as if there was only that person left in the world.

Ran Xin knew that Qiu Sijie was here to check her body, but she still felt embarrassed to be touched by a man in front of Sang Shang, so the movements were a little stiff to match.

"I said, I'm a doctor, why are you so twisted, don't you never treat men in the medical team?" Qiu Sijie was also depressed about Ran Xin's embarrassing and stiff movements.

"That's different," Ran Xin didn't know how to describe it, but he just felt that being examined by Qiu Sijie like this was different from treating those wounded by himself.

"What's the difference? It's not that you're hypocritical," Qiu Sijie glanced at Ran Xin dissatisfied, "I only treated the marshal's injuries before,"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to trouble you," Ran Xin understood what Qiu Sijie meant, but as soon as she finished saying that, she felt two burning eyes staring at her.

Ran Xin knew who was staring at him without looking at it, and he also knew why Sang Shang was staring at him like this suddenly.