Your Majesty said that mountain patrolling is a beautiful job

February [-]th of Dingyou Year

I realized how to calmly accept Zhu Jiuyin's touch.

Commemorate it.

——Mountain patrol log

When Zhu Jiuyin came out from behind the screen, Xun San was sitting by the bed, watching him quietly.

Zhu Jiuyin thought that they were going to share the same bed later, so she couldn't help feeling a little excited, wondering whether she should make a big move, try to take down Xun San's body in one fell swoop, and then slowly attack her heart!

Seeing him coming out, Xun San patted the bed, "Come up and sleep, don't go to bed too late."

"..."

Zhu Jiuyin's heart skipped a beat, and he walked over slowly, wondering if Xun Sancai's eyes were too kind.

It's like a mother teaching her son earnestly, working hard...

This feeling lasted until Zhu Jiuyin turned over and wanted to hug Xun San, which was confirmed exactly.

Xun San patted his hand, "What, are you having a nightmare? Don't be afraid, you are all little men, and you are still so timid?"

"..."

Zhu Jiuyin silently withdrew her hand.

All night without incident.

Early the next morning, as soon as Zhu Jiuyin opened her eyes, she saw Xun San nestled under the quilt, with a little forehead exposed, and her face flushed from sleep, which was very cute.

Xun San moved, and when he opened his eyes, he met Shang Zhu Jiuyin's gaze, probably because of the tenderness and tenderness that he himself hadn't noticed, the weak water can't hold the floating hair, Xun San felt that he was about to be drowned.

His heart trembled, and he looked back.

Zhu Jiuyin leaned over and wanted to kiss him.

Xun San dodged, got out of bed, and said: "The boy is still sticky at this age, get up quickly, the sun is drying his ass!"

The word "for mother" is almost missing.

Zhu Jiuyin choked up in his heart, stared straight at Xun San who turned to go out, and sighed slightly.

For a long while, Zhu Jiuyin kept to himself very well.

Xun San privately thought that this method really worked.

The two were about to go out when they saw Uncle Li's son running over, "Hey, both brothers are up, just in time, let's go to the city to have breakfast!"

Saying that, the son ran over to hold Xun San's hand, "Brother Xun, did you sleep well last night?"

Xun San smiled and replied: "I slept well, and I must thank your parents for their kindness."

The son waved his hand generously, "Where, it's empty anyway!"

A man and a monster walked out intimately together, Zhu Jiuyin followed behind, wondering if he had acted too hastily.

The flowing water banquet in the morning seemed much lighter, but with the addition of various snacks, it looked exquisite and generous.

"Your Milin City Lord is really rich!" Xun San exclaimed after eating a plum cake.

The son smiled happily, "That's right, it's not easy for the city lord to marry a daughter. Now that he's finally married, of course we have to celebrate it."

Xun San recalled what Aunt Li had said last night that the one who can marry the daughter of the city lord is absolutely extraordinary. How extraordinary is this girl?

"Is there anything different about the city lord's daughter?" Xun San asked.

The son was taken aback for a moment, and seemed to realize that he had said something he shouldn't have said, but when he saw Xun San looking at him, his eyes were as lively and cute as a rabbit's, he couldn't help softening his heart, he pulled Xun San , leaned into his ear and whispered: "Miss is not mentally normal, especially serious. She is twenty-nine years old this year, so she is married."

When Xun San heard that "the mind is not normal", he thought it was the abnormality of a child's mind.

But seeing the son looking around, he said in a low voice: "It is said that Miss always yells that the city of Milin is full of blood!"

The son threw a piece of pastry into his mouth, and muttered: "However, I heard that my uncle is a capable person in this marriage, and he can take care of the lady. Now the lady just listens to him and doesn't cry or make trouble."

Xun San frowned, feeling very strange. He glanced at Zhu Jiuyin. Although Caisheng's son spoke very softly just now, to Shangshen Zhu Jiuyin, he heard it clearly.

He squeezed Xun San's hand, and while the baby was not paying attention, he said in a low voice: "Let's leave later, this city of Milin may not get better."

Xun San frowned, "What?"

Knowing what he was thinking, Zhu Jiuyin pulled him away to a place where there was no one else, and persuaded him, "Don't let me get into these evil fates, it should be their doom."

Xun San shook his head, "It's not like that, Zhu Jiuyin, I don't think it's right, even if this strange new uncle is going to do something, even if he wants to wash Milin City with blood, I still don't think it's right, it's really wrong..."

Xun San murmured and repeated, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, he just felt so in his heart, and even his own eyes showed a bit of confusion.

"Zhu Jiuyin, I, I want to go and see the new uncle in Milin City." After a long time, Xun San said this.

Zhu Jiuyin caressed his face, making him look up at her.

Some panicked eyes met Shang Zaoli's affectionate eyes.

Zhu Jiuyin said softly, "Then I will accompany you."

Before Xun San could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a big palm hit his head, pressing his head down, and being pressed into the chest of the person in front of him.

A muffled laugh came from the top of your head, "But, you have to make your ears and tails out, so that I can touch them."

Xun San blushed, remained silent, and then stomped on Zhu Jiuyin hard.

Xun San asked his son when he could see Miss and Uncle.

The son said that every day at noon, they would come to accept everyone's congratulations, but they came out for a short time, so there are still many people waiting to congratulate them!

Yesterday, Xun San and the others arrived in the afternoon and missed the noon wave.

After breakfast, Sheng'er took them around and introduced them to Milin City where he grew up.

Milin City is actually not particularly big, but with mountains and rivers behind it, it can be regarded as a unique scenery. In addition, the owner of the city is kind-hearted, so the people in Milin City are kind, and it can be regarded as a small famous town.

When it was almost time for lunch, there were gradually more people in the city, gathering around the long table.

Sheng'er led them to go left and right, and found the Li couple who were chatting with others.

When it was almost noon, the noisy crowd suddenly gradually quieted down.

Three dull bells rang.

Xun San felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, lowered his head, and rubbed his heart.

Suddenly the crowd yelled loudly: "Congratulations to the newlyweds on their wedding, and sincerely wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years!"

Maybe that young lady and the new uncle came out.

Xun Sanyi raised his head, but his eyes went dark, and his eyes were covered by a hand.

"Candle Nine Yin?"

He grabbed that hand, his center of gravity was unsteady, and he leaned against Zhu Jiuyin's arms, feeling a little bewildered.

"Rabbit, let's go." Zhu Jiuyin said.

Xun San broke free from his hand, Zhu Jiuyin didn't use any force, Xun San looked forward, his eyesight was very good, from such a distance, he could clearly see the groom behind the crowd in front of him.

Liu Yanhuai, who was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, was leaning on the delicate and lovely bride in her arms.

Xun San's face turned pale, and suddenly he felt his head heavy and extremely dizzy.

Zhu Jiuyin hugged him and whispered in his ear: "Rabbit, that's not a scholar, that's Chang Wu."

Long Wu.

Yes.

Chang Wu occupied the scholar's body.

Now, Chang Wu is married.

Xun San's throat was thirsty, and he glanced at Zhu Jiuyin, his voice was a little difficult, "I didn't react right away."

Zhu Jiuyin patted him reassuringly, with a bitter smile on his lips.

He thought to himself: What the hell is this fate?

This is probably his robbery.

That's why it hurt him so much.

Xun San drank the wine in the small white porcelain cup on the table in one gulp, feeling that his throat was not dry, but there was a burning sensation.

Xun San asked, "Why is Chang Wu here?"

Chang Wu had already looked at this place through the crowd, but with a casual glance, it seemed that the people standing here were just strangers.

Zhu Jiuyin raised her head slightly, "You can just ask him."

As soon as the words fell, Xun San found that the surrounding light seemed to have dimmed, but it was just as if he could see clearly.

It's just that these people didn't move anymore, as if the air was also stagnant. Among the many still lifes, Zhu Jiuyin held his hand and walked slowly towards Changwu.

That touch of red is particularly dazzling in the dark.