The eldest lady came back just in time, and we were discussing the marriage between the eldest lady and the eldest young master with Mrs. Liu. The second aunt was too direct to tell the purpose.

She didn't believe it, Wen Ling heard this, can she still control it?

As long as she can't control it, then the second aunt can lift Wen Sheng out and crush Wen Ling.

When the time comes, Wen Ling will have to agree if he agrees, and he will have to agree if he disagrees.

"Huh." Hearing the second aunt say this, Wen Ling smiled lowly, then turned his head to look at the people in the hall, and under the gaze of everyone, he slowly spoke: "Miss Ben's marriage, it's not your turn to be a little wife. ”

After saying a word, draw the whip, it is a good beating.

Mrs. Liu never expected that Wen Ling was a capable fighter.

If such a real marriage comes to their family, I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it.

The second aunt and the sixth aunt never expected that Wen Ling would actually commit murder in public.

They originally wanted to use Wen Sheng to suppress people, but Wen Ling didn't play cards according to the routine at all, and he drew a whip to beat.

"What kind of heart do you have, when Miss Ben doesn't know, if Mrs. Liu has self-knowledge, please do it." Wen Ling was smoking the whip indifferently while still talking to Mrs. Liu.

Mrs. Liu said that she couldn't afford to provoke this, she couldn't afford to provoke her, she slipped away, she slipped away.

Mrs. Liu didn't care about saying goodbye, so she left in a hurry, and when she left, her steps were so fast that it seemed that a wolf was chasing after her.

And after Wen Ling whipped a whip, he turned around and went to Zuo's house to complain.

This kind of thing, the two aunts dare to be so arrogant, it must be because of Wen Sheng's nod.

Since Wen Sheng didn't know what to do, how could Wen Ling let him go.

I'm sorry, I can only kill my relatives in righteousness.

Originally, Wen Sheng privately engaged in the business of smuggling arms, all behind people's backs.

Now he was directly stabbed to the bright face by Wen Ling.

Wen Sheng didn't have time to dream of turning over, so he was targeted by the bigwigs in Fengzhou City.

This business, everyone does it, you can.

But you did it quietly yourself, and swallowed the benefits yourself?

So how?

Target, target!

Wen Lingke didn't care about this, poked the basket, patted his buttocks, and caught the last train in December to go to the northern battlefield with Ling Pei.

It's almost time to use it.

And after being separated from his benefactor for a few months, he really wanted to panic.

It's time to reunite with your benefactor.

As for these personal scum in Fengzhou City?

Uncle Zuo is here.

Three years is a long time, and a short time.

Chen Qi has grown directly from an ordinary stormtrooper to a warlord young marshal who guards one side, and the hardships and hardships in this process will only be understood by those who have really experienced it.

And Wen Ling has been accompanying him since he was a soldier.

The positions were changed one after another, and the wounded were changed one after another.

What hasn't changed has always been these two people.

It wasn't until three years later that the situation slowly stabilized, although the war was still there, but at least, the place where Chen Qi was guarding was now temporarily stable.

"My eldest lady, will you marry me?" Chen Qi, who has now become a young marshal, can finally stand in front of Wen Ling in front of Wen Ling, muster up the courage, and propose marriage.

It's just that the title of Wen Ling has not changed.

She was his eldest lady, was, is, and will be.

In this life, he is the eldest lady who is held in the palm of his hand, favored, and guarded.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack !!" There was a burst of urging outside, and not far away, artillery fire rekindled.

Peace was short-lived, and Wen Ling didn't even have time to say "I do" before a new war began.

Chen Qi decisively touched the gun and turned around to leave, and Wen Ling also carried his medical kit with him.

This has been an instinct that they have subconsciously cultivated for three years.

When war comes, the family and the country come first, and the feelings of the individual come last.

They were born in this war-torn era, Chen Qi wanted to protect the country and protect her.

And Wen Ling, too.

In the midst of the war, Chen Qi seemed to hear the girl's pleasant voice ringing in his ears.

The voice seemed to be: I do, I do, I do......

The end of this plane, the next plane, the game~

I originally wanted to write about the battlefield, but I have a lot of concerns and it's not easy to write, so I can only go here~

Thank you little angels for your tips and tickets, refill~

(End of chapter)