General's Mansion.

The man took off his armor, wore regular clothes, and was washing his clothes.

Even without armor, his solemn aura was hard to cover up. Looking at his appearance, his eyebrows were on his temples, his nose was high and straight, his face was like a knife, his skin was like wheat, his body was eight feet tall, his back and arms were bulging, and his tendons were strong and swelling.

After washing, he wiped his hands, threw the cloth into the basin at will, turned around and walked towards the desk table, and walked to the desk table. He glanced at it, his steps were slightly paused, and those absurd dreams appeared in his mind that were out of place—

In the dream, he was discussing matters with his aide. She rushed in without hesitation and whipped the table with a whip, staring at him with bright and glaring, "Xu Yinian! How do you divorce me?"

The picture in his mind turned around. He was depicting the situation in the battlefield. She impatiently swept the paper, ink, pen and inkstone to the ground, jumped to sit on his desk, and her legs swayed with a small boot. She looked impatient and raised his chin with a whip, "Xu Yinian, I can tell you that if you don't write or leave books, I will demolish your general's mansion!"

And then...

"General." Xu Lin came into the house, interrupted his thoughts, and said respectfully: "Young Master Chen learned that you have returned to Beijing today, and prepared wine and food in the teahouse early to let you go to the appointment."

"No." The man sat down, closed his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "I recently invited him and pushed him together."

Xu Lin looked embarrassed, "But Mr. Chen said, "Young Master Chen must go to the appointment. He is now waiting in Baique Tower."

The man opened his eyes, and the undercurrent tide surged in his eyes, "Bai Que Tower?"

Downstairs of Baique Tower.

Chen Jie'an looked at the man with a slightly dark face and felt a toothache, "Old Xu, can you not be nervous at any time and anywhere? You can't marry a wife like this."

Xu Yinian was stunned, but the cute voice in his dream was in his mind: "Xu Yinian, you are so boring!"

"You are so boring, so annoying!"

"Xu Yinian, you fool!"

Seeing that he was distracted, Chen Ji'an rolled his eyes and slapped his back, "It's not Lao Xu, what's wrong with you? Is it because spring is coming and you are starting to feel the spring heart?"

The man frowned and was about to say something when he heard a thud upstairs, followed by a scream, and the two of them looked up immediately.

A woman was kicked downstairs from the third floor of the teahouse. The window was smashed to pieces. Seeing that the woman was about to land, a whip rushed out of the window, quickly wrapped around her waist, pulled her upwards, and pulled her back to the room.

Chen Jie'an widened his eyes and subconsciously said, "That's Zhu Xuanbian?"

Chen Jiean looked up the man's face and walked upstairs and walked through the corner of the stairs. He scratched his head and asked carefully: "I heard that Chiping stopped your team today?"

Xu Yinian's eyes moved and she nodded, without any explanation.

"It's just in front of this teahouse street?" Mr. Chen thought of Zhu Xuanbian just now, frowned and whispered: "You came to my banquet for her. Jinghe, you didn't come out."

"I am helpless." The man could not refuse. I don't know when, since then, his voice, appearance and smile in his dreams every night, causing him to fall deeper and he can't look back.

Chen Jie'an looked at him and said meaningfully: "Is he really powerless?"

The third floor of the teahouse.
Chapter completed!