Governor Zhang wanted to complete the task as soon as possible, and at the same time, he was shocked in his heart.

Wu Anhou had the pleasure of meeting him once, and just now he recalled the strange monk, and the young general he met eight years ago, the more he looked at it, the more he looked at it, the more similar he became.

It's just that the three thousand green silk of the year have now become a layer of green stubble.

He didn't expect that the person that Mrs. Wu'anhou had been looking for for seven years would really let him find it.

Looking at Wu Anhou's appearance, I am afraid that he has become a monk in the past seven years, but there is no ring scar on the other party's head.

While speculating in his heart, Governor Zhang instructed the guards in the courtyard to protect the young master, and then trotted all the way to the front yamen.

……

On the way back to the Drunken Immortal Tower, Jiang Zebei and Chen Mengtian rode a horse together.

Chen Mengtian, who was leaning on the other party's arms, looked at both sides of the deserted street and the gradually darkening sky, and said softly: "Aze, you didn't control your emotions today, it's not good." ”

Jiang Zebei, who was holding the reins, responded in a low voice: "Hmm." ”

The horse walked very slowly, Chen Mengtian turned around and sat facing Jiang Zebei.

"Is there anything wrong with your body?"

Jiang Zebei's face was as gentle as possible, and he shook his head lightly: "No, let's go back early, Ning'er An'er is still waiting for us." ”

"No, your pulse is disturbed, you can't go back now."

Chen Mengtian pinched his wrist, and with his other hand, he began to transmit spiritual power to Jiang Zebei.

"Aze, if you are unhappy or unhappy, you must say it."

With a somewhat seductive and serious tone, Jiang Zebei couldn't help but lower his eyes and look at the little woman in his arms.

He opened his mouth: "Tiantian, I don't like you to get close to any man, and I don't like them to look at you more." ”

Although it has been two months since the reunion, Jiang Zebei is almost jealous to death.

Thinking of the seven-year vacancy, in these seven years, many people can see the growth of his wife and children, only he has no chance, Jiang Zebei is very regretful, and a trace of uncontrollable anger.

Sensing his uneasiness, Chen Mengtian stretched out his hand to caress his Yuehun mouth, "But if they look at it again, I am only you alone, and every time I come into contact with others, I will clear the breath of those people, and from beginning to end, you are the only one who can touch me." ”

Chen Mengtian knew very early on that Jiang Zebei had a distorted and strong possession of her.

Especially when his body is out of control now, it is easier to increase this unique possession.

Under Chen Mengtian's appeasement and the transmission of spiritual power, Jiang Zebei's heart slowly calmed down.

He lowered his eyes to look at the worry in Chen Mengtian's eyes, gently pursed the corners of his lips, and interrupted Chen Mengtian's spiritual power transmission, "Enough, I'm fine." ”

Jiang Zebei, who had regained some sanity, gently surrounded her, "Tiantian, after returning to the capital, is there really a way to strip away the ghost qi?" ”

Chen Mengtian, whose chin was on Jiang Zebei's shoulder, flashed when he heard this.

She smiled and said, "Of course, as long as you hold on and return to the capital, I will definitely let you be well." ”

"Hmm." Jiang Zebei responded softly.

In the direction that Chen Mengtian couldn't see, Jiang Zebei's face was pensive.

After Xu Wenrui caught up, Jiang Zebei drove quickly towards the Drunken Immortal Tower.

After they returned to the Drunken Immortal Tower, Ning'er and An'er were already halfway through their meal.

Chen Mengtian didn't break his promise, and finally finished eating with the children.