He Changdi and his two subordinates caught up to them on horseback not long after Chu Lian left the camp.

Not long after Chu Lian's carriage left the camp, He Changdi and his two subordinates caught up on horseback.

Although there was a charcoal basin in the carriage, it was still cold. The blankets and bedding that were originally arranged in the carriage had been taken away by Chu Lian to make He Changdi's bed. Now, there were only bare wooden boards left. Every drop of water in the north turned into ice. It was cold and hard to sit on. Chu Lian was not used to it.

Wenqing heard the hurried sound of hooves outside the carriage. She lifted the curtain slightly and glanced outside. Her face lit up and she turned around to help Chu Lian tuck in her large fur cloak. She said, "Third Mistress, Third Young Master is here to see you off."

Chu Lian was really angry. She snorted and didn't want to pay attention to her sick husband.

Wenqing looked anxious, but there was nothing she could do.

Chu Lian threw a tantrum in the carriage. He Sanlang was not a man who knew how to coax his wife. In addition, his personality after his rebirth made it even more difficult for him to think of a way to shamelessly ask for his wife's forgiveness. Thus, with a cold and handsome face, he could only foolishly control the horse and follow Chu Lian's carriage. He silently sent her to the He Manor in Liangzhou where she was temporarily staying.

When he dismounted and stood by the side of the carriage, he saw Chu Lian being helped out of the carriage by Wenlan. His cold eyes flashed a little and he hurriedly took a step forward, wanting to help Chu Lian. However, Chu Lian glared at him and he retracted his hand.

He Sanlang looked like a big, pitiful dog that had been abandoned by its owner.

After Chu Lian glared at him, she didn't wait for Wenqing and Wenlan to help her up. She quickly walked into the He Manor, treating He Changdi like air.

He Sanlang, who was standing at the door in the cold wind, was speechless.

The two subordinates behind him lowered their heads bitterly, afraid that they would become a punching bag for their cold superior.

Which bastard in the army would say that he could get good food by following a colonel to the He Manor?

I'll kill him when I get back!

He Changdi stared in the direction where Chu Lian's figure disappeared. He pursed his thin lips and clenched his fists. The trace of gentleness in his eyes disappeared and became extremely cold.

Just like that, He Changdi stood at the entrance of He Manor, neither entering nor leaving. It was as if the howling cold wind could really calm him down.

After a quarter of an hour, Chu Lian couldn't hold it in any longer. She wasn't a girl who liked to argue with others. The reason why she treated He Changdi like that before was because he was courting death.

Wenqing saw that the Third Young Mistress was absent-minded and hurriedly seized the opportunity to ask, "Third Young Mistress, I don't hear any horse hooves. It's still snowing outside, and people can't stand standing outside. Third Young Master still has to go to the front lines to fight the enemy …"

Before Wen Qing could finish speaking, Chu Lian interrupted her.

"Go and give him something!"

Wenqing's face lit up when she saw that the Third Young Madam had finally relented. She hurriedly called Wenlan over to prepare. Just as she was about to leave, Chu Lian hurriedly added, "Please don't say that it was my idea. I'm still angry!

She did not forgive him!

It's just because he's working hard at the front line. "

Wen Qing held back her laughter and acknowledged respectfully.

When Wenqing hurried to the door with a bag in her arms, she saw Steward Qin standing awkwardly at the side. When he saw Wenqing, he looked as though he had finally found his savior.

"What's wrong? Young Master is still standing at the door?" Wenqing asked quietly.

Steward Qin nodded with a bitter expression. "Miss Wenqing, please go and persuade him. I see that the two soldiers behind Third Young Master are so cold."

Wenqing told him to return to the residence and quickly walked to the entrance.

He Changdi had been standing there for a long time with his hands behind his back. When he saw that it was Wenqing from the corner of his eye, the faint anticipation in his heart instantly disappeared.

When Wenqing arrived at her male master's side and bowed respectfully, she heard her male master ask coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Wenqing was afraid that the Third Young Master would misunderstand, so she hurriedly explained, "Third Young Master, Third Young Madam asked this servant to come."

He Sanlang's cold and stiff face finally softened after hearing this. He shifted uncomfortably, then pretended to ask carelessly, "What did she say?"

Although Wenqing was laughing inwardly, she didn't dare to show it on her face.

She handed the bag in her arms to He Changdi with both hands. "Third Young Master, Third Young Madam wants you to return quickly. These are the things she asked this servant to prepare for you. The clothes you wore today were given to others, and Third Young Madam was afraid that you would run out of clothes, so she specially prepared two new sets for you."

He Changdi took the bag, his expression softening. He paused, then couldn't help but ask, "Is your grandmother still angry?"

When Wenqing heard her master's question, she hurriedly seized the opportunity. "Third Young Master, this servant has served Third Young Madam for a long time and understands her personality.

Third Mistress is usually very kind to servants like me and always smiles whenever she meets someone. This servant has accompanied Third Mistress all the way to the Northern Region, and Third Mistress has suffered a lot. I hope that Third Young Master can understand Third Mistress. "

Wenqing's words made He Sanlang, who was already regretting, feel even more guilty. He pursed his lips and didn't say anything else. After a while, he said, "Go back and take good care of your grandma. Although her leg is almost healed, you can't be careless."

Although He Changdi's voice didn't change, his tone was clearly much gentler. Wenqing knew that her words had an effect and was delighted. "Third Young Master, rest assured. This servant will definitely take good care of Third Young Madam."

He Sanlang carried the bag and mounted a horse. He left He Manor with his subordinates and returned to the army camp.

If Chu Lian knew that Wenqing had come out to explain to He Sanlang like this, she would definitely roll her eyes on the spot.

In reality, apart from the surprise attack by the barbarian bandits and the Tuhun soldiers, she didn't feel that there was anything difficult along the way. She had made ample preparations, and Tang Yan was also a capable person. He always arranged for supplies along the way.

Although they didn't walk slowly, it was still far from the speed of a rapid march in the army.

Every time they rested, she still had time to instruct Wenqing and Wenlan to make suitable meals.

Along the way to the north, she ate, drank, and enjoyed the scenery. This was many times better than traveling as a backpacker in modern times.

He Changdi spurred his horse on and finally rushed back to the border army camp before the sky turned dark.

As soon as he returned to his tent, he saw that a few of his good brothers in the army were also in his tent.

Zhang Mai looked at He Changdi who came in with a cold expression. He raised the corner of his mouth and clicked his tongue. "A man with a wife taking care of him is indeed treated differently from us single men."

Zhang Mai patted Xiao Hongyu, who was looking all over He Changdi's bed. "Alright, what are you still looking for? Your Fire Avoidance Map has probably already turned into ashes and is lying in the charcoal basin."

Xiao Hongyu immediately wailed and collapsed onto He Changdi's soft bed. "Big Brother He, did sister-in-law really see the book?!"

He Sanlang had lost all face as a man in front of Chu Lian today. When he heard Xiao Hongyu's fearless question, he immediately sneered coldly.

Biological Mother Xue Shanlan: Sanlang, mother is telling you, you can't do this!

Learn how to coax your wife!

Come on, mother will teach you!

Scowling He Sanlang: Haha!

Biological Mother Xue Shanlan: You brat, you have to work hard. You are still a virgin!

Epsilon (̄ ∀ ̄ ̄) 3

Scowling He Sanlang: … (draws knife)

Biological Mother Xue Shanlan: … Σ (° △ ° | | |)

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