Jiang Lang was drunk for a lot of time this time. It was almost noon the next day. Jiang Lang woke up and opened his eyes. The white mosquito net appeared in front of him. Zi Ling's voice came from his ears: "Are you awake?"

Jiang Lang turned his head and found Zi Ling by the bed, with deep fatigue on his face. It seemed that he had not had a good sleep all night.

Jiang Lang suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart. He gently grabbed Zi Ling's hand and said with concern: "You haven't slept all night? Are you just guarding here?"

A smile appeared on Zi Ling's haggard face, and she did not answer directly, but said: "You were drunk last night, it was cold and hot for a while. How could I sleep?"

To be honest, Jiang Lang felt a little hurt now, and he realized that he did drink a lot of alcohol last night. Maybe it was because he was happy, maybe he didn't have to worry about being plotted against by others, so he didn't restrain himself last night, but opened his stomach to drink, and he got drunk as a result.

"What are you thinking?"

Zi Ling's concern sound came.

Jiang Lang couldn't help but be slightly surprised. It must be Zi Ling who found herself in a daze, so she called herself, smirking slightly, then blocked Zi Ling's slender waist with her hand and said, "I'm thinking of sleeping with my wife!"

Zi Ling might as well, as Jiang Lang had a very strong arm strength, so Jiang Lang pulled it onto the bed and then wrapped it tightly with a quilt. Although she is now a mother of a child, her skin is still very thin. Her pretty face turned red and she blamed her slightly: "This is broad daylight!"

"So what about it in broad daylight?"

Jiang Lang didn't care at all, but hugged him tighter and said, "You are my wife, you're in our room, so I'm embarrassed? Besides, bathing is allowed. Whoever dares to come in, I will throw him out if anyone comes in."

"You're the domineering one!"

Zi Ling was helpless in her words, leaned towards Jiang Lang, then opened her eyes and stared at the vase on the table in a daze.

Originally, Jiang Lang thought Zi Ling was asleep, so he looked up slightly and found that Zi Ling was staring blankly at the vase on the table. It was not until Zi Ling had such a situation, so he couldn't help but wonder: "What are you thinking?"

A faint look appeared on Zi Ling's face and said, "I'm thinking of you!"

"Miss me?"

Jiang Lang sounded a little confused and said, "Aren't I here? What do you miss me?"

Zi Ling turned over, then looked at Jiang Lang quietly, and then said, "I wonder if you are the one who is a big shot, will you learn from Wang Zhen in the end?"

Zi Ling's words sounded a little more inexplicable in Jiang Lang's ears, but when he thought about it, he also understood Zi Ling's concerns and said with a smile: "Why, do you think I will be as authoritative as Wang Zhen and become a big treacherous minister?"

Zi Ling shook her head and said, "Of course not, I believe you can't. However, yesterday I saw so many imperial court officials come to congratulate you. Isn't this the same as Wang Zhen's in the past? And I believe you will definitely win this battle. At that time, your position in the court would be below one person and above ten thousand people. The high-ranking officials of the imperial court came back to curry favor with you. Although the greater the official, the better, I am a little worried."

Jiang Lang hugged Zi Ling, his face angrily on her pretty face, and then said, "Then what are you worried about? I am not Wang Zhen, and I have not taken dictatorship, let alone monopolizing the government. This will not do anything to me."

Jiang Lang's face was a little itchy when Zi Ling was angry. At that time, Zi Ling did not avoid it, but was still worried: "I naturally don't worry about your autocracy. I'm not up to who you are, but I'm afraid that someone will worry. The bigger the official, the more things you will be in charge of. In the eyes of some people, this is to control the government. If you say a few bad words in front of the emperor, it will inevitably be that the emperor will not be suspicious. You will naturally know more about who the emperor is. At that time, if the emperor attacks, we...! Well..."

Before Zi Ling finished speaking, Jiang Lang's mouth reached her red lips, and immediately blocked the words behind her. At first, Zi Ling wanted to resist, but slowly, Zi Ling felt that her whole body was weak and she had no strength to resist.

After a while, Jiang Lang left Zi Ling reluctantly, looked at Zi Ling with a flushed face and said, "Madam, don't worry, I thought about this too. I originally planned to refuse this job, but this matter was of great importance. If the commander selected by the court was not competent, then the matter would happen again a few months ago. Not only would it not bring any benefits to the Ming Dynasty, but it would also lose a lot of soldiers. Your husband is not talented, but this battle is still sure to fight. You don't want to see those soldiers die innocently, right? Moreover, this plan was proposed by me. If I couldn't help myself, I would naturally feel a little regretful. But I can guarantee that after the war, I will still be a third-rank official from the East Factory and not a high-ranking official. How about it?"

After getting along with Jiang Lang, Zi Ling naturally understood Jiang Lang’s thoughts, nodded slightly, and said, “But, you can’t help but then, the emperor is willing? Those ministers are willing, even if they are lifted, they will carry you up!”

"That's right!"

Jiang Lang pretended to have a sudden realization, and then said very seriously: "Then I will tell them, Master, sir, I really can't be. If I do it, my wife will not want me to go to bed this time, what if I do it?"

"Look at what you said in a mess!"

Zi Ling blamed her a little, "What I told you is serious!"

Jiang Lang nodded slightly and said, "I know, you don't have to worry too much, I know what to do!"

After hearing this, Zi Ling was silent for a while, and then said, "By the way, you talked a lot of sleep last night."

"daydream?"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but show a hint of surprise in his words, and then smiled and said, "What did I say? The so-called truth after drinking, I didn't tell you what I like about my wife."

He didn't care about the jokes in Jiang Lang's words at all, Zi Ling said quietly: "You called the names of a few people, what are the company commander, instructor, and you said your name is Jiang Lang!"

After saying that, Zi Ling looked at Jiang Lang quietly, waiting for his reply.

Jiang Lang was also confused now. He really didn't expect that he would leak such a situation when he got drunk for the first time, and Zi Ling didn't know about these things. So, would she think that she had been cheating on her all the time? For women, deception is one of the biggest sins.

He looked at Zi Ling carefully and saw Zi Ling looking at him faintly. Jiang Lang actually felt a hint of timidity in his heart. Even when facing thousands of troops on the battlefield, Jiang Lang had never been timid. However, today facing his wife, Jiang Lang was a little scared and couldn't help but avoid Zi Ling's gaze.

"Why don't you dare to look at me?"

Zi Ling's words were filled with a hint of sorrow and sadness. "I am your wife. Are you even cheating on me? Do you not even believe me?"

"no!"

Jiang Lang immediately shook his head, but did not look at Zi Ling's eyes, and said, "It's not that I don't believe you, but..."

“But what?”

Zi Ling stared at Jiang Lang tightly, pressing her step by step, without any slacking off. Her posture seemed to be like if you didn't say it out, I wouldn't let it go.

Jiang Lang's scalp was numb by Zi Ling's gaze, and he wanted to avoid it, but his hand was holding Zi Ling now, so it was difficult to take it back.

The two of them were in a stalemate.

In the end, Zi Ling broke the silence and said sadly: "Do you still refuse to say it?"

Zi Ling's sad voice cut Jiang Lang's heart like a knife. Looking at the eyes of tears in front of him, Zi Ling couldn't bear it and sighed, "I'll tell you, do you believe it?"

"I believe it!"

Zi Ling's words revealed determination.

Jiang Lang sighed slightly, knowing that if he didn't say it today, Zi Ling would probably be heartbroken, so he said, "Then I will say it, in fact, I come from the future world, my profession is a soldier, and I belong to the special forces!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Lang looked at Zi Ling slightly, and saw that she was looking at her faintly, without any surprise on her face, and she couldn't help but say, "Are you surprised?"

"What's weird about me!"

Zi Ling asked back, "My husband told him the story. I believe he won't tell me lies, so naturally there is no need to be surprised!"

Zi Ling's words surprised Jiang Lang a little, but immediately understood Zi Ling's meaning and hugged Zi Ling firmly. Without any hesitation in his heart, he told Zi Ling everything about him, including his family background, his training in the army, and the miserable battle, etc. without any concealment.
Chapter completed!