Now that you're reborn, who would still keep a mistress for their scumbag husband?

Ling Jinglan was wearing a black robe with tight sleeves and holding a long sword. None of the assassins who rushed towards him could last more than ten moves in his hands.

With broad shoulders, narrow waist and long powerful legs, he moves like a nimble monkey and fights like a cheetah. Xie Jinzhao stares at him from the side with a burning gaze.

Her gaze was too direct, and Ling Jinglan was a little overwhelmed.

After a few fierce moves, those assassins dared not rush forward.

Ling Jinglan came over with a bloody sword in his hand and looked at her sadly, as if blaming her for disturbing him from killing the enemy.

Xie Jinzhao took out a handkerchief from his arms and threw it to him. Ling Jinglan took the handkerchief and walked over, handed it to her, and put his face close to her. He didn't say anything, but his meaning was very clear.

He turned his back to Wang Xu, Xie Jinzhao took off the mask on his face and carefully helped him wipe the sweat off his face.

Ling Jinglan lowered his eyes, with affection in them.

When Xie Jinzhao retracted her hand, Ling Jinglan grabbed her wrist. They looked at each other for a moment. Xie Jinzhao avoided his gaze first, but a layer of blush appeared on her cheeks.

"Master Jinglan, it's you! And you, are you Rouge Sword?"

Xie Jinzhao put the mask on for him, walked over, and squatted in front of Wang Xu, "Finally recognized him? They say that the Prince of Southern Chen is the reincarnation of Zhuge Liang, who has every plan in mind, but he is just so-so!"

Wang Xu regretted his decision and gnashed his teeth, "Back then, at the gate of Qizhou City, I shouldn't have said too much."

That way, Yanzhi Jian wouldn't notice him, and none of these things would happen later.

Seeing him like this, Xie Jinzhao felt a little compassion. He thought that killing someone was just a way to get out of trouble, so why should he be so cruel? So he kindly comforted him, "Not entirely. I actually suspected that you were a spy from the Southern Chen Dynasty a long time ago. After all, you have infiltrated too many people. Since you have arrived in the territory of the Southern Chen Dynasty, Feng Ye Ting Hai is not just for show."

Wang Xu became even more desperate and angrily questioned Ling Jinglan, "Master Jinglan, Feng Ye Ting Hai has always claimed to be neutral and will not be used by any country. Now, Master, you are helping Northern Qi, what do you want to do?"

Ling Jinglan grabbed Yanzhi Sword's waist and said, "Feng Ye Ting Hai is not used by any country, but by Yanzhi Sword."

Wang Xu never dreamed that Ling Jinglan was still a love-brained person.

He was furious. "Master Jinglan, I really overestimated you. Is a man who is driven by a woman still worthy of being a man?"

Ling Jinglan smiled and said, "I don't need you to know whether I am a man or not. It's enough for my own woman to know."

Xie Jinzhao was stunned for a moment, then blushed. Fortunately, it was dark at night and no one could see. She pinched Ling Jinglan's waist, but his waist was very thin, without any soft flesh, so it was difficult to pinch.

The assassins rushed forward, and Xie Jinzhao went over with the Rouge Sword in hand. It was effortless to kill them. In Wang Xu's eyes, every death of an assassin was like cutting his flesh.

"Rouge Sword, you killed me!" Wang Xu roared.

Xie Jinzhao smiled, "Young Master Wang, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. As a grown man, you don't think about how to live an upright life, but think about death all the time. What's wrong with that? How about I teach you a lesson on behalf of your father?"

Ling Jinglan was a little annoyed when he saw Xie Jinzhao smiling at Wang Xu. He pointed his sword at Wang Xu and asked, "Should we kill him or keep him?"

The Wang family had a grudge against the Xie family, and Xie Jinzhao said, "My senior sister died in his hands. Hand him over to my senior brother, and use his head to pay tribute to my senior sister's spirit in heaven!"

When Wang Xu heard Xie Jinzhao mention "Senior Sister", he was stunned for a while, and his whole body was in a state of dismay. He murmured, "Let me die, let me die!"

This actually scared Xie Jinzhao.

At Evil Wind Ridge, Lu Changyuan led 10,000 Yongzhou soldiers. When they entered the Evil Wind Ridge, they did not encounter the Linglong Formation. He was uneasy and somewhat regretted listening to Xie Jinzhao's words.

Moving in a long snake formation greatly affected the marching speed. Just when he was considering whether to change the formation, the snake head had already entered the opponent's bag and the fight began.

The Long Snake Formation changed its formation strictly according to Xie Jinzhao's settings. After one swing of the tail, Xue Jichang's 10,000 troops were simply unable to resist. After the next six swings of the tail, the enemy's formation was like a broken dam, out of control.

The one-sided massacre lasted for more than half an hour, and the outcome was decided.

The morale of the Yongzhou army was high, and Xue Jichang's army had no time to retreat. The battlefield extended to the city of Fufeng County, forming a situation of attacking the Fufeng County defenders from both inside and outside.

Five hundred assassins retreated under the command of Ge Guang. Ling Jinglan carried Wang Xu down the mountain. Xie Jinzhao's rouge sword drew long rainbows in the night sky. The rouge-colored light and shadow took away the attacking assassins.

In Fufeng County, refugees retreated like a tide, and the army of Southern Shu also began to retreat when they saw the situation was not good.

Lu Changyuan killed Xue Jichang with his sword, and Fu Chuan led the Fufeng County garrison to encircle and suppress the Southern Shu generals and died.

The crisis in Fufeng County was resolved.

In the county magistrate's mansion, Fu Chuan held a celebration banquet.

Wang Xu was thrown aside like a dead dog.

Fu Chuangao sat at the first seat, Xie Jinzhao and Lu Changyuan sat on his two sides respectively. Ling Jinglan sat at the same table with Xie Jinzhao. After Lu Changyuan sat down, his eyes never left Xie Jinzhao.

A victory has been won. Even if Lu Changyuan didn't know Xie Jinzhao's plan before, if he still doesn't understand it now, he will have to consider whether he has brain palsy.

Wang Xu was very capable of planning everything, and Lu Changyuan had experienced this a long time ago, but to be able to scheme against Wang Xu to this extent, Xie Jinzhao's intelligence could be said to be almost demonic.

If he had discovered Xie Jinzhao's abilities earlier, would he not have been with Xie Jinzhao until today?

Ling Jinglan held the cup in his hand, his eyes never leaving Xie Jinzhao.

He could never see through Xie Jinzhao's feelings. She and Lu Changyuan had been an unmarried couple for many years. They had been engaged since childhood and their feelings for each other were very deep.

Even if Lu Changyuan ended up marrying a concubine and hurting her, years of relationship couldn't just be wiped out.

Now, although Xie Jinzhao is his fiancée, Lu Changyuan should still occupy a larger position in her heart, right?

Thinking of this, Ling Jinglan raised his wine glass and was about to drink it all in one gulp, but Xie Jinzhao grabbed his wrist and gave him a cold look.

Ling Jinglan felt wronged.

When the Dou family surrounded her, she did not hurt Lu Changyuan at all. This time, she even designed a plan to let Lu Changyuan gain credit.

Of course, the overall situation is paramount, but Ling Jinglan still cannot be selfless.

Love rival, he is not a saint, he was magnanimous enough not to kill Lu Changyuan himself.

Fu Chuan raised his glass and said, "Right General, Fufeng County was able to be rescued so quickly and we were able to fight such a beautiful battle, all thanks to you, Right General. This governor toasts you a glass."

Xie Jinzhao said "thank you" and was about to raise his glass when Ling Jinglan had already picked up the glass, "Mr. Fu, I can't hold my liquor this night, let me do it for you!"

Seeing that Xie Jinzhao looked like a minor, Fu Chuan nodded and said, "Then Young Master Qingxiao will do it for you."

Xie Jinzhao was dissatisfied and pinched Ling Jinglan under the table, whispering, "I want to drink some wine, is that not okay?"

Ling Jinglan drank most of the wine and handed the remaining glass to Xie Jinzhao, "You should at least show some appreciation for this toast from Fuzhou Mu."

Fu Chuan felt very upset after hearing this and said with a smile, "If Mr. Qingxiao can't drink, don't force it."

Ling Jinglan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Governor Fu, I won't let Qingxiao get drunk."

Fu Chuan was in high spirits today. "Whose young man is so romantic? When you are young, you can catch an eagle in the sky, you can catch a dragon in the sea, you can achieve great feats, or you can make some insignificant mistakes, like getting drunk.

When I was young, I was always scolded by my elders. It was normal for me to go up the roof and tear down the tiles. But now that I am old, I am always trembling with fear, afraid of making mistakes and thus making it difficult for me to achieve anything. "

Xie Jinzhao was overjoyed when he heard this. He drank the wine in the glass and said to Ling Jinglan, "Look, even if he is drunk, it doesn't matter. You are the only one making a fuss."

Ling Jinglan nodded, "Well, I'm making a fuss because I've never seen anyone get drunk as easily as you do."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Jinzhao, with drunken eyes, leaned into Ling Jinglan's arms, "Jinglan, look, Lu Changyuan's soul has left his body. Oh, he's not going to die, is he?"