"It's really worthy of being a student brought out by Mr. Zhang, and it's true." Situ Cheng praised it and was not polite. "You said this, I have to ask your opinion, right? In short, it's not appropriate to go to the Western Regions by the Marshal's direct subordinates. After all, the Tielin Army is too intimidating to the demon clan. I don't know how many chaos will be caused along the way. Now it's just a critical period when the two clans have finally had peace. You must be careful of this kind of matter."

"So Brother Cheng wants to say that I will do this, right?"

Situ Cheng paused for a moment and said in a long-term way: "I think about it all the time, you are the only one who is the most suitable one."

Situ Cheng's choice is indeed the safest.

The Tielin Army is not something that anyone can take, but this matter is not a war. It is inevitable that the marshal or general will make a big deal. After sifting over and over again, it is indeed the most suitable thing for Yi Chen to chase after him.

"However, since I want to get this, the Marshal must be more clear about it, but the reason why he is different from you is that he doesn't want you to take risks."

"Well, I know, so I'm the only one who can talk about this matter with my synonym."

"Well..." Situ Cheng still thoughtfully and lifted the wine glass, but hesitated and did not hand it to his lips, "Well, don't tell the marshal that I told you."

Yi Chen smiled and his eyes were bent, "Even if I don't tell me about this kind of thing, my adoptive father can guess it."

After all, Yi Chen chased the door for many years and never left the door, and lived a life even more beautiful than the lady. He was just a friend who could speak with Situ Cheng, who could talk to him except Situ Cheng.

Situ Cheng suddenly felt like a broken string in his heart, and he was really a little panicked.

Is it necessary to leave Beijing to avoid these days?

The two of them chatted until the hour of You and returned to their respective families.

Situ Cheng stepped into the gate of the prime minister's mansion with one foot, and suddenly saw a shadow flashing from the Yu Guang. Before he could see clearly, his ears were twisted.

"Yoyo!" Lord Shangshu wailed, and was twisted by someone's waist. "Which King of Hell doesn't care about his subordinates, and he will let out a female yaksha... Hiss, please be gentle! Let go..."

The one who dared to twist the young master of the prime minister's palace was the legendary lady Situ Mei.

"I just returned home at this time, and I was drunk and I was still there."

Situ Cheng pinched her hand and gritted his teeth and said, "Talk the serious matter! Do you care... Hiss..."

This discipline method is not like being a sister, but like being a wife.

"Mei'er..." The Prime Minister shook to the front yard at some point. Unfortunately, Lu Yanzhi was also on the side, so when he saw his old man's face darkened, Situ Mei gave up.

Situ Cheng covered his mature red ears, "You girl, you have been studying in the past few years, right? How could you get so much power..."

"You have to care." Unexpectedly, Situ Cheng's complaint was actually pushed back by his father.

The Prime Minister looked dark and looked at his daughter, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were particularly melancholy.

One doesn't marry a wife and the other doesn't get married. The big one has opened his own mansion and is still going into his father's door every day, not giving Qingjing...

Situ Cheng looked at his father with an innocent and confusion, but Situ Jing didn't wait for him to complain and directly raised his chin and drove him away: "Go and go, where do you come back? How old is it? I will rub your father for a day."

"Dad, don't you bring such a heartless person?"

Situ Jing looked full of disgust, "I'm so heartless - I'll tell someone to drive him away if I don't leave!"

Situ Cheng's literati actually had the stubborn heart of a dead donkey in his body. His father insisted on driving him, but he refused to leave. He raised his robe and strode into the yard.

"Hey, you are a ruthless man!" The Prime Minister burst into anger and caught his son's ears that had just escaped from the poisonous claws.

"Dad..." Situ Cheng hurriedly begged for mercy and said, "Okay, okay, can't I leave? You can give up first..."

The Prime Minister believed his nonsense and let it go. Unexpectedly, this big-sized man rushed in with his legs and feet straight.

"Bastard! Come back..."

"..." Lu Yanzhi has been wandering in the prime minister's mansion for more than ten years. This is the first time that he feels that he has some redundant existence.

——

The Prime Minister finally failed to drive out his shameless son, so he reluctantly added his seat to the banquet.

The prime minister's family is not as beautiful as the marshal. Although Situ Cheng has a beautiful facial features, it is not amazing at first glance. However, his lazy eyes with slightly drooping eyes are a bit confronting. If you look at them for a long time, you can still taste a bit of charm. As for Situ Mei, she looks quite good, but there is a bit of masculinity hidden between her eyebrows and eyes. It is not as beautiful as Yi Chen chasing the two girls beside him.

It would be fine if Miss Situ was not extremely cute, but her temperament was very wild. She had never looked like a lady since she was a child. When she grew up, she followed some friends in the world to wander around the world, and even came back with a crazy spirit.

This lifelong event for parents in this world is not concerned about their children.

The Prime Minister worked hard on national affairs day and night, and turned his head over. There were two uneasy lamps at home, which was really exhausted.

At the family dinner tonight, Situ Jing specially kept Lu Yanzhi. He drank three cups of wine at the beginning. Perhaps after thinking about it, he spoke: "Mi'er finally remembers returning home today. I feel very relieved. Finally, I didn't raise an ungrateful wolf."

"Dad, my daughter is not like a ungrateful wolf. I have always been thinking about you all the time," she said, and she turned a smile to see Situ Cheng, "and her brother."

"Don't," Situ Cheng immediately raised his hand to block her smile, "I dare not take the eldest lady to worry about it."

Seeing that the brother and sister were about to start quarreling again, the Prime Minister quickly pretended to be careless and cleared his throat.

The two of them knew each other and shut up and became honest.

Also, Situ Mei is so sharp-tongued that she is so sarcastic that she is also worried about the Prime Minister.

Lu Yanzhi was silent and did not dare to speak out. He really didn't know what the meaning of this family dinner was.

Originally, the Prime Minister wanted to make a prelude to the preface, but looking at the situation, I would just say it directly: "Mi'er has been practicing abroad over the years. The girl has been wandering outside for so many years, and it's almost time to come back and it's almost time to get home."

"Dad, actually..." Situ Cheng was nervously pouted by his father: "Shut up, it's nothing to do with you. Wait quietly for me and wait until I finish your sister's business before I deal with you!"

“…”

Situ Mei smiled foolishly and waited for the cooking.

When Situ Jing saw her smile without a daughter, he felt a thorn in his mind and almost threw the cup into her.

I couldn't stand it there, so the Prime Minister turned his gaze to Lu Yanzhi, "Yan Zhi, how do you think this matter is done?"

"Ah?" Lu Yan, who had been smart for a lifetime, was puzzled by the Prime Minister's question, "This matter..."

"I don't have to discuss this matter anymore. Brother Lu and his younger sister are handsome and beautiful, one is unmarried and the other is unmarried, which is just right."

Lu Yanzhi, Situ Mei: "..."

The Prime Minister suddenly wanted to touch the face of his smart son - good boy, he was really smart, and he was not wrong with this meal!

However, marriage is not a joke after all. The Prime Minister, a parent, had to pretend to be cautious, so he suppressed his smile and looked at Lu Yanzhi seriously, "Yan Zhi, do you have someone you like?"

The Prime Minister's eyes were a little sharp, which made Lu Yanzhi's backbone rush up.

"……No……"

"Okay!" The Prime Minister said with joy, and finally stopped suppressing his joy, saying, "Since you both are alone, you might as well make a marriage bond, which can be regarded as a wish for your father."

The Prime Minister said this, and Lu Yanzhi's left eyelid jumped in shock.

Situ Mei wanted to speak, but Situ Jing stared back at first glance, but did not take care of Situ Cheng's end.

Just as he heard that Master Shangshu who had only been aware of the current affairs for half a stick of incense was added, he said: "My little sister is brave and I will ask Brother Lu to take care of her in the future."

"..." The Prime Minister almost rushed off the seat and patted his son to death.

Lu Yanzhi smiled slightly without saying a word, but gave back Situ Cheng's "congratulations".

——

The rain in summer in early autumn has not yet faded, so it started drizzling again that night. It was not as majestic as summer, but it had a bit of winter and a little bit cold.

The light rain hit the eaves and ding ding dong, and Jun Han returned in the rain.

He didn't know where to stay all day--it wouldn't have been on Jiuding Mountain all day.

But today is indeed a little special - Beishan Jun’s death day.

Jun Han naturally couldn't tell much about his father who had never met, but due to his bloodline, he would still miss him occasionally.

The bloodline of the demon clan is much closer than that of mortals. It takes about three or five years old to have a clear consciousness, but the demon understands his parents' bloodline as soon as he lands.

Even the little demon who has been lost since childhood can still find his biological parents whom he has never met in the complex many years later. There is no need to use external objects, as long as there is that wisp of blood.

In fact, sometimes when you think about it, monsters are really not ruthless...

Jun Han was walking alone in the dim corridor under the hazy night rain, but suddenly ran into something. When he lowered his eyes, he saw a long snow-silver hair falling into the night.

Li Yue ran into her head, and Jun Han was tall and burly, so she was naturally still. So the only one who fell to the ground was her small figure.

She had two buns on her head, but she didn't wear a flower, but she was pleasing to the eye. Her long silver hair dyed like the moonlight, which set off her tender jade-like skin. Even in the dark and windy nights, she was as adorable as a porcelain doll.

Jun Han leaned over slightly and handed her hand to her. Li Yue looked at Jun Han for a while before timidly reaching out and holding it.

Her hands were slender and should have been tender, but because she had been practicing martial arts since she was a child, her palms were covered with tender calluses.

But compared with Jun Han's, it is still as delicate as cotton brocade.

Liyue stood up, lifted her hood again, carefully closed her silver hair, then pulled the brim of her hat and said timidly: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

After all, Jun Han is too murderous, and this doll is already introverted...

Jun Han didn't say anything, but looked at the child in the drowsy night, feeling a little soft-hearted.

He is certainly not a person who cherishes beauty, but he really can't bear to destroy this porcelain doll-like child at this moment.

After a moment, Jun Han gently stroked her palm on top of her head, "Go."

Liyue went there obediently.

Jun Han glanced back a little and then continued to walk his own way.

To be honest, Jun Han didn't know how close the blood ties between the demon clan were.
Chapter completed!