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It was clearly a very ordinary sentence, but when it passed through He Changdi's ears, it had a slightly different meaning. The word "pain" really made him feel a little ambiguous, especially after he had some physical contact with his wife …

Thus, He Sanlang's ears inexplicably turned red and feverish.

Field Officer Guo and the others did not care about this small detail. At most, they felt that He Sanlang's behavior was a little awkward.

But these men did not care about such a small change.

They walked to the center of the tent and sat down.

Zhang Mai watched as He Changdi took off his sword and asked, "Did you find out who was behind this?"

He Sanlang looked at his brothers in front of him and said a name.

"Xiao Bojian."

Although his voice did not fluctuate much, Guo Xiaowei could hear the hatred in his heart.

Zhang Mai frowned, a little surprised. "How could it be this person? I have never heard of this name."

Field Officer Guo's hometown was in Shengjing after all. He often communicated with his wife and children, so he knew more than Zhang Mai. He frowned. "This person is this year's Enke's top scorer. His reputation has spread throughout the capital.

He is the disciple of the old British Duke. "

When he mentioned the British Duke, Field Officer Guo specially glanced at He Changdi with a strange expression.

Xiao Hongyu, who was lying on a nearby bed, curled her lips. "That old British Duke, does he not know how to read people properly? He must have raised a wild wolf that will not recognize his own family when he goes crazy."

It had to be said that the young Xiao Hongyu had accidentally discovered the truth.

He Sanlang sat down and poured himself a cup of tea. He picked up the teacup and took a sip, then frowned and put down the teacup. Clearly, he was not satisfied with the messy taste of the fried tea. He licked his lips and actually felt that this fried tea was not as good as Chu Lian's greasy honey water.

"Although the British Duke is my in-laws, we do not have a deep relationship with them."

There were some things that He Sanlang did not finish saying. Not only did they not have a deep relationship, but Chu Lian would also not be willing to go back to see them.

He Changdi rubbed the Hetian jade ring on his right thumb and continued. "Xiao Bojian is the secretary of the Northwest Army stationed in Su City."

This time, Lieutenant Guo and Zhang Mai's expressions changed.

They were bewildered. Clearly, they did not expect a scholar who had just entered the imperial court to climb so quickly!

Lieutenant Guo was startled when he saw the undercurrent in He Changdi's cold eyes. He hurriedly pressed on He Changdi's shoulder and advised, "We need to plan this matter at length. You must not be impulsive."

He Sanlang looked at the two brothers in front of him helplessly. "Brother Guo, Brother Zhang, don't worry. I'm not an impulsive person."

In his previous life, he had already suffered enough from the torture of that adulterous couple. In this life, how could he fall into their trap so easily? A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit. He had more than one fall into the pit!

Although He Changdi was young, even General Qian trusted him greatly, not to mention the few of them who had been through life and death with him.

Zhang Mai patted He Changdi's shoulder, turned around and said, "One more thing."

He Sanlang raised his head and looked at Zhang Mai in confusion.

"I think you just returned to the barracks, so you don't know that the traitor in the army has been caught. It's Gao Zhangwei." Zhang Mai's expression was solemn.

Although Gao Zhangwei did not get along with the Right Wing Army and always fought with them in the Northern Army, infighting in the army was one thing. Being a traitor was another thing.

If they fought fiercely in the army, they would not have any complaints if either side lost. However, betraying the border army and committing treason would be looked down upon by the entire army.

No one expected Gao Zhangwei to do such a thing!

The Duke of Lu, General Qian, was also shocked and furious. He immediately decided to execute Gao Zhangwei under the border army's flag.

He Changdi was slightly stunned. He remembered that in his previous life, not only was Gao Zhangwei not found guilty of treason, but he also stood out in this battle. In the end, the emperor personally conferred him the title of General of Changping and even gave him a noble title.

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He Sanlang's eyes darkened. Although Gao Zhangwei was narrow-minded, he did not have much courage. If he really did leak information about the border army to the people of Tuhun, there must be someone behind him.

"The execution will be carried out tomorrow. In order to warn the entire army, the general will personally execute the execution in front of the three armies. We will also be there to witness the execution."

That night, everyone could temporarily put down the burdens in their hearts and sleep well. Even the scheming He Sanlang was no exception.

Since the Tuhun army had already been defeated, it was not convenient for Chu Lian to remain in the army. Early the next morning, He Changdi brought his subordinates and the veterans from Duke Jing 'an's estate to escort her back to Liangzhou City's He Manor.

This time, He Changdi did not sit in the warm shelter with Chu Lian. Instead, he rode on his horse and stood guard on both sides of the procession.

Mo Chenggui followed behind him. Mo Chenggui's wrinkled face furrowed as he looked at He Changdi for a long time. His lips opened and closed, his expression conflicted. In the end, he did not say a single word.

He Changdi glanced at him indifferently and said in a low voice, "Uncle Mo, since you feel that you shouldn't say it, then don't say it. Let it rot in your stomach forever."

Mo Chenggui was startled and hurriedly urged his horse to follow He Changdi. He looked around first, then lowered his voice and asked He Sanlang, "Third Young Master, Third Young Mistress has been kidnapped …"

Before he could finish, He Changdi interrupted him. He frowned unhappily and stared at Mo Chenggui with an intimidating expression. "Uncle Mo, remember, nothing has happened to Lian 'er. If I hear anything, I will not let you off easily even if you are my family's generals!"

Mo Chenggui was startled by his Third Young Master's sudden burst of majesty. Just now, his aura was like that of an old uncle.

Finally, Mo Chenggui glanced at He Sanlang and closed his mouth. "Don't worry, Third Young Master. I know what I'm doing."

"It's good that Uncle Mo understands. I hope that Uncle Mo can restrain the old soldiers under you. In the future, I don't want to hear people misinterpret Lian 'er's words like this."

After saying this, He Changdi shook the reins in his hand and quickly rode to the side of the warm shelter where Chu Lian was sitting.

Mo Chenggui stopped his horse and stared blankly at He Changdi's retreating figure. His emotions were fluctuating. Ever since he came to the north and personally witnessed He Changdi's accomplishments in the army, his originally cloudy eyes had lit up.

The current Count Jing 'an, who was the commander of the southern army stationed at the borders of Ming Province, was tall and burly. His face was dark and tanned, and he didn't resemble the old Count Jing' an at all.

If it wasn't for the fact that the old Count Jing 'an and his wife were in perfect harmony and that he had witnessed the Matriarch give birth to Count Jing' an after ten months of pregnancy, he would've suspected that the current Count Jing 'an was the old general's biological son.

Everyone said that He Sanlang resembled Countess Jing 'an's wife, the Liu matriarch, but that was because they had never seen the old Count Jing' an with their own eyes. Among the Liu matriarch's three children, He Changdi bore some resemblance to the old Count Jing 'an when he was young. This was especially true for his tall and slender figure and his steady and reserved aura.

It was probably because of this that the Matriarch was most fond of Count Jing 'an's youngest son.

One had to know that the second son of Count Jing 'an was already twenty-four years old. If he didn't want to marry, the Matriarch would let him drag it on. However, when He Sanlang reached that age, the Matriarch would rather beg the Empress Dowager to marry a girl from the British duke's estate who was easy to conceive.

This wasn't just because the Matriarch was anxious for the continuation of the He Estate's bloodline. She also hoped that He Sanlang, who bore the most resemblance to the old Count Jing 'an, would have a son.

Mo Chenggui's old eyes suddenly became resolute. It was as if he had returned to the days when he and his uncle fought together on the battlefield. Since his uncle had already passed on, then he would take care of the descendant who bore the most resemblance to him on behalf of his uncle.

When they returned to the He Estate, He Sanlang actually personally helped Chu Lian out of the greenhouse.

Wenqing and Wenlan, who were waiting on the side, were extremely happy when they saw this. It seemed that not only did this incident not cause any estrangement between Third Young Master and Third Young Madam, but it actually made them even closer than before.

Chu Lian glanced at He Sanlang's large palm that was tightly holding onto her small hand. The corners of her lips curled up.

The young couple entered the He Estate and had just sat down. Before they could even take a breather, Mo Chenggui quickly walked in from outside. Behind him was a familiar person. Who else could it be but Lai Yue?

Chu Lian recalled that He Changdi had previously handed the task of finding Xue Shanlan to Lai Yue. Could it be that there was news?

With this thought, she instantly felt a hundred times more energetic.

When Lai Yue entered, his face was brimming with joy. He followed Mo Chenggui into the central room. Without needing He Changdi and Chu Lian to ask, he couldn't help but say, "Third Young Master, Third Young Madam, we found it!

We found Xue Shanlan! "

Sure enough, Chu Lian's almond-shaped eyes lit up. "Did you find out when it will bloom on Mount A Ming?"

Lai Yue nodded his head like a chicken eating rice. "We found out. It will bloom in about seven or eight days. According to the old barbarian who lives at the foot of Mount A Ming, the blooming period is only about five days. We just need to climb up the mountain and pick the flowers within this time."

Although He Changdi's expression didn't change, his deep eyes were filled with vigor. "Since that's the case, inform the others to prepare immediately. We will start climbing the mountain tomorrow."

Mo Chenggui was standing to the side and was the first to hear this news. Thus, he went to prepare with Lai Yue.

Soon, only He Sanlang, Wenqing, and Wenlan were left in the central room.

Chu Lian suddenly turned her head and stared at He Changdi with bright eyes. She was about to open her mouth when He Changdi said something.

"You're not allowed to go!"

Chu Lian was speechless. She rolled her eyes. What was going on? Since when did He Sanlang become a parasite in her stomach? How did he know what she was thinking before she even said a word?

He Changdi's gaze fell on her ankle.

"The wound on my ankle has already healed. I can walk like a normal person now."

He Sanlang's attitude was very firm. "That's still not okay. You stay in the He Manor. I will bring people to Mount A Ming."

In the end, no matter how Chu Lian tried to persuade him, He Changdi wouldn't agree. In the end, Chu Lian was a little angry, but He Sanlang still had the same attitude.

Chu Lian had no choice but to give up.

Actually, she knew that He Sanlang was worried about her health, but she was just a modern backpacker who wanted to court death.