Chen Mengtian stayed on the northwest border for nearly ten days, and on this day, it was finally time for her to leave.

She had to leave, and the fleet sent to the sea returned, bringing back what she wanted.

Jiang Zebei didn't know much about this, even if Suzaku had mentioned it in a letter, he didn't take it to heart, and Chen Mengtian didn't specifically explain.

At that time, it was he on the battlefield, fighting with the Turkic enemy army, dealing with the people of the Tong family, and many things were not all remembered, only knew that Chen Mengtian had done some things that he did not understand.

Chen Mengtian wants to leave, and Jiang Zebei naturally wants to send him off.

As for Mo Zixuan, he never appeared, he was in a camp tent with red eyes.

In the barren land of dust and sand, the group is very conspicuous.

Chen Mengtian changed back into a riding costume, capable and charming.

Jiang Zebei took her hand and squeezed it tightly, his eyes full of depth and reluctance.

"Wait a few more years—"

He wanted to say a lot, but he only said half of it.

Chen Mengtian's thin eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes rolled, and a gentle smile overflowed in his eyes.

"Okay."

After saying that, she pulled the reins and rode slowly close to Jiang Zebei.

In this mature, and mighty and domineering big boy's cheek, a kiss fell gently.

Jiang Zebei didn't hug people into his arms like before, and asked her for something.

He clasped his hands and half-closed his eyes, suppressing the storms under his eyes.

Some people, once they taste her beauty, it is difficult to quit again.

Even if they don't have any real relationship.

Chen Mengtian pulled the reins with both hands and stepped back, staring at Jiang Zebei's forbearant side, hooking his lips and smiling.

"Jiang Zebei, I'm leaving."

He disliked his eyelids, and his deep eyes shone with all kinds of suppressed emotions.

At this moment, there is no half to hide.

"How do you make me give up."

How to be willing to enjoy the taste of having you by your side, and then regenerate it and cut it off.

Chen Mengtian tilted his head and grinned, "In the future, if you still remember me so much, I'll give you a surprise, okay?" ”

She knew that Jiang Zebei was already in love at this time.

Knowing that he already understands and likes what he means.

However, how long can this love last?

When she leaves, whether the boy can endure this drop-like emotion will make it never dry up.

Chen Mengtian didn't know, and he didn't want to make assumptions.

She only knew that if Jiang Zebei treated her like this in the future, then it would be him.

She will give him lots and lots of them.

Hearing her say the surprise, the look in Jiang Zebei's eyes finally eased a little, and his handsome and bewitching face was still a little reluctant.

"Okay." He said.

In fact, Chen Mengtian has given him too many surprises, but he is still looking forward to it.

Chen Mengtian looked back and smiled, waved his hand at Jiang Zebei, and drove away quickly.

Suzaku and the others, who were not far from her, saw her move, bowed their hands at Jiang Zebei, bowed their heads respectfully, and then quickly rode their horses to follow Chen Mengtian.

Jiang Zebei sat on the horse and let this pleasing person leave.

Her smile was deeply imprinted in his heart.

Until the back of the group became smaller and smaller, the size of a small black dot, Jiang Zebei still never left.

I don't know how long it took, Xuanwu, who was guarding behind him, stepped forward.

"Young master, someone from the capital."

Jiang Zebei withdrew his gaze into the distance, and he lowered his eyes to look at the hand that was held by Chen Mengtian before.

At this moment, he seemed to be able to feel her temperature.

There is also a light lotus fragrance in the air that belongs to her.