It was the middle of the night when I returned to the inn, and the moon hung over the tops, and the clear light was slowly spread softly on the window pivot.

Yun Jin gently pushed the door in, surrounded by moonlight.

"Husband, is that you......"

A slightly trembling cry made his heart clench for a moment.

Yun Jin stepped to the side of the bed in a few steps and hugged her into her arms, "It's my ......"

Smelling the familiar sandalwood incense, Shen Zhuozhuo's nose was sour, his mouth was curled around his waist, and he didn't say anything.

"What's wrong?" Yun Jin frowned and rubbed her little head, "Do you think your husband doesn't want you?" ”

"No," she looked up, tears welling up in her eyes, "I thought you were captured by the Xiao family." ”

“……”

He is the commander of the Anton Army, and he has fought on the battlefield many times, and he doesn't care about the Xiao family's hidden guards.

"Shen Zhuozhuo, what are you thinking about in your little head?" Yun Jin tapped her forehead helplessly, and her tone was warm and soft, "If the Xiao family's hidden guards really catch up, do you think I can rest assured that I will leave you alone in the inn?" ”

"I shouldn't be at ease." She buzzed and blinked, grieved.

"So, you're thinking too much."

He sighed lightly and hugged his little overlord tightly, looking at her aggrieved appearance, why did she look so distressed.

On the second day, Yun Jin followed the path pointed out by Wan Qingfeng to the house of a pickle merchant whose house had been raided in the south of Xiaguan Town, and took out a dossier wrapped in layers of oilcloth from a pickle jar in the corner of the cellar.

Inside, the piles and piles record in detail what the local officials and the people of the Xiao family did in Xiaguan Town, which is shocking.

The brothers of Qingyuntang quickly rushed to Xiaguan Town and took over the guards around the Fang Mansion, and Yun Jin also left Xiaguan Town with peace of mind.

It was night, the cold wind was blowing, and after Pei Jun had been guarding the pass for a few days, he still hadn't seen the marching soldiers and horses of the brigade, but Xiao Cheng had been dangling under his nose for a few days, and he was already a little impatient.

Since it has been said in the secret letter that both horizontal and vertical are one death, then he will die early or later......

Pei Jun hid the cruelty in his eyes, changed his smiling face, raised his wine glass, and said to Xiao Cheng who was sitting with him with a smile, "Brother Xiao, after a few days of getting along, I found that you are also a refreshing person, come and have a drink." ”

"Thank you, Master Pei." Xiao Cheng had a sneer on his face, and lazily raised his glass to touch, "Master Pei entertained Xiao, and when I arrived in Bianjing in the coming day, I will definitely have a good banquet for you." ”

"Oops, that's for sure, I'll wait!" Pei Jun drank it all and added another cup to Xiao Cheng, "Come, drink another drink!" ”

"Good ......" Xiao Cheng picked up the wine glass, and suddenly felt dizzy, he shook his head vigorously, the things in front of him became more and more blurred, and Pei Jun's face full of horizontal flesh became smaller and smaller.

"Master Pei, I, I seem to have some, too much ......"

As he spoke, he tilted his head and passed out directly.

Pei Jun's mouth full of stubble first twitched slightly, and then laughed wildly, "Haha, it's really useless, a little drug can make you shackle and capture, today you can die under Grandpa's knife, and you will not be in vain in this world." ”

The cold sword light flashed, like a white shadow suddenly swept by, startling a group of night birds scattered on the giant tree at Yingkou, they fluttered their wings and flew across the night sky in black, as if they had swallowed up the last bit of moonlight.