Chapter 178: Reunion after a long absence

Lan Jing'an saw that Bi Luan was safe and sound, and hurriedly went over to untie the rope for Feng Shen. Only then did the three of them settle down a little, and Counselor Feng let out a sigh: "It's so dangerous." I don't know who saved us? Bi Luan also said: "Those people obviously know martial arts, but when they beat away the gang, they deliberately hid their tricks, and they didn't know what the idea was." ”

Lan Jing'an couldn't figure it out for a while: "They are obviously here to save us, but they are afraid that we will find out their identities." That's weird. She lowered her head and thought about it again, and analyzed herself: "Not only do they know my identity, but they even know that Biluan is good at martial arts, so they must have seen us in Xiangyang." People with good intentions, but not in our army..."

Lan Jing'an's eyes flashed, his face was a little displeased, and he snorted lightly. Instead, he said to Bi Luan and the others, "I already know who sent them. You don't have to think about it, they won't kill us. We'd better leave early and get out of here. ”

Bi Luan and the others were still confused, but when they saw that Lan Jing Andu said this, they stopped talking and packed the scattered things back into their baggage again, but fortunately, the runes were still there. Fortunately, the three of them were not searched, and they still had some money on them, so they didn't really go hungry all the way to the camp of the cadres.

But now the three of them have only one horse left on their side, and they can only rely on foot. The speed of the threesome slowed down significantly. Lan Jing'an couldn't, so he had to let Feng Shen venture into the market town again to see if he could get horses.

The closer you get to the battlefield, the harder it is to find the horses. Even the little mare who usually pulls goods was made a war horse by Zhao Hu. Feng Shen searched everywhere and spent a lot of effort before finally getting a stubborn donkey. Donkeys are not as fast as horses, but they are still better than walking.

So Lan Jing'an and Bi Luan shared the horse they had brought from Jingzhou, while Feng Shen rode a donkey to follow. The three of them hurried away, and the camp of the cadres, which could have been reached in two days by horse, did not arrive until late at night on the 15th.

Lan Jing'an looked at the huge full moon in the sky, and couldn't help sighing, she hurried and hurried, it was still a little short, but if Brother Qingyun hadn't rested, it wouldn't be too late.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, but the soldiers on the battlefield are all home and can't go back, even if they miss their relatives and friends, they can only spend it in the barracks. Fortunately, as is customary, on such days, both armies will have a truce for a day, and each will celebrate, which can be regarded as a comfort.

When Lan Jing'an and the three of them arrived at the camp, it was almost a child, and she didn't see the lively and jubilant scene in the camp, except for the soldiers patrolling the camp, everything had returned to tranquility. She and Biluan were both dressed in men's clothes, and even if they entered the camp, they walked all the way as scouts.

Lan Jing'an first found a place to wash her face, and then asked Biluan and Feng Shen to find Bai Qingfeng, and she herself went to Brother Qingyun's big tent, she wanted to surprise him.

August 15 is not only as simple as the Mid-Autumn Festival, but also the real birthday of Brother Qingyun. In order to protect him, the Marquis of Dingyuan and his wife postponed his birthday by one month to September 15.

Since the accident in Yanbo Pavilion, Lan Jing'an has not had the opportunity to celebrate Brother Qingyun's birthday again. This is the first time in two years that she may celebrate Brother Qingyun's birthday again, how can she not pay attention to it.

Therefore, she asked Qiu Shaoze to go north with her birthday gift first. She herself took the risk of taking the road of Dayong, just to arrive before today and say happy birthday to Brother Qingyun in person. As she walked towards the big tent, she guessed the scene when she saw Brother Qingyun, and her face was flushed.

The guards on duty in front of Xiao Qingyun's tent saw a stranger approaching the big tent, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Lan Jing'an, and shouted softly: "What person?" Before Lan Jing'an could reply, Wu Wei, who was patrolling nearby with his troops, heard the movement and walked over.

Wu didn't see that under the moonlight, a girl in men's clothes was smiling happily at him. Wu Wei was surprised and excited, and hurriedly brought someone to salute her. Lan Jing'an waved his hand at him: "Why should Commander Wu be polite. Is the generalissimo in the tent? ”

Wu Wei nodded: "It's here." Tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival coincided with the Generalissimo's birthday, and he didn't drink less. But before that, the marshal said that he would read the military book for a while before resting. ”

Lan Jing'an smiled at him playfully: "That's good, none of you are allowed to pass it on." I'm going to go in and surprise him. As soon as he finished speaking, he had already gone straight forward, and he did not see the tent guards at all talking and stopping.

Lan Jing'an happily opened the curtain of the tent, just waiting to call Brother Qingyun. Before she could say anything, her whole body froze there.

Behind the wide bookcase, a graceful woman was gently leaning down and covering the man lying on the desk. Seeing someone coming in, she quickly glanced up and made a silent gesture to Lan Jing'an, before she got up and walked over to Lan Jing'an.

Lan Jing'an had imagined the scene when he saw Brother Qingyun again thousands of times, but the only thing he didn't expect was to see another woman appear here. Her smile was still on her lips, and only her face turned a little whiter in an instant.

When the charming and beautiful woman passed by her, she greeted her gently with a smile: "Da Si Ming, long time no see." Then he whispered in her ear, "He drank too much tonight to fall asleep, and you better not wake him up again." With that, the woman walked out of the tent, leaving only a gust of incense.

Lan Jing paused, glanced back at the woman, and still slowly entered the big tent. She tiptoed to the desk, a military book had not yet been closed, and the person reading the book had already quietly crouched in front of the table, sleeping soundly. That's her Qingyun brother, the person she thinks about for a long time.

Lan Jing'an looked at him so stupidly. In Xiangyang, how many times she was in danger, she survived because she thought about him. Now he was in front of her eyes, within reach. But the scent of another woman permeated his body.

Lan Jing'an stood for an unknown amount of time, and suddenly heard Xiao Qingyun whispering in a dream: "Ahri~" Her heart was hit all of a sudden, and she involuntarily replied softly: "Brother Qingyun, I'm here." ”

Xiao Qingyun was sleeping hazy, as if dreaming that Ahri was standing beside him, smiling softly at him. He couldn't help but call her name, and she answered him softly. He thought the dream was too real, and her voice seemed to be in his ears.

Xiao Qingyun was in a daze, and suddenly startled, this voice was definitely not conjured up in his mind. He struggled to open his eyes, and a man in a moon-white robe was standing in front of him. He rubbed his eyes and called out to her in disbelief, "Ahri? Lan Jing'an smiled softly at him: "Brother Qingyun." ”

Xiao Qingyun stood up suddenly, took three steps and made two steps, bypassed the bookcase, and hugged Lan Jing'an into his arms, and his happy voice changed: "Am I still dreaming?" Won't it take you a dozen days to arrive? Why is it right in front of my eyes? ”

Falling into this long-awaited warm embrace again, Lan Jing'an was full of only him, and pressed the scene he saw when he first entered the big tent in his heart. Her hand also gently wrapped around Xiao Qingyun's waist, and when she met again after a long absence, there was no more wonderful thing for two hearts to stick together.