When Sun Wen heard this, his whole body trembled and hurriedly stretched out his hand to grasp the attendant's wrist.

He asked, "is this a meal with only two chopsticks or a meal with only two chopsticks?"

If it is the former, it shows that Nie Liang has a bad appetite. If it is the latter, it shows that Nie Liang has a big problem with his body.

"The little one also tried, almost all at once. In addition..." the attendant followed, "in addition, the little one also heard other news. The noble man ate very little at each meal, but there was a lot of medicine juice in a bowl. The boiled medicine residue should be burned and buried secretly."

After hearing this, Sun Wen said, "I thought Nie Liang was overestimated enough. I didn't think I underestimated his prudence."

It's rare to be so cautious.

If Sun Wen didn't play cards according to common sense, I'm afraid it would be difficult to catch the hard evidence of Nie Liang's bad health.

Sun Wen thought in his heart for a while, and he ordered the attendant, "you can find a way to secretly get some medicine residue. The faster, the better, and the more careful, the better."

The attendant said, "small, yes."

Waiting for the attendants to retreat, sun Wenzhen shook his sleeves and exhaled a cloud of turbid Qi.

"It's time to find an excuse to leave. It's really hard to stay in this tiger's den."

Since Sun Wen came to Nie camp, his life was beyond his control. There was a sharp knife around his neck that could take his life at any time. He can't show a little cowardice and nervousness, talk and laugh outside and be confident inside, so as to suppress the scene.

It makes no difference to say that such days are like years.

While considering his excuse for leaving, Sun Wen waited patiently for the news of his servant, without showing a trace of difference.

The next day, fan Chen received the news that Sun Wen was leaving and raised his eyebrows. He didn't know what tricks he was going to play.

When he came to the door and asked carefully, he knew that Sun Wen was really leaving.

Fan Chen pretended to be puzzled and said, "Sir is the messenger representing the Duke of Lanting. He is free to come and go. Where does he need the permission of our Lord?"

Sun Wen smiled, but secretly scolded him.

If he takes people away without saying a word, believe it or not, his front foot runs out three feet, and the back foot Nie Liang's forty foot sword will fall down?

The more guilty he is, the more he proves that there are ghosts in his heart. Adhering to the principle of killing one thousand wrongly, can Nie Liang let Sun Wen go?

Sun Wen said with a smile, "this is wrong. What a hero is guangshangong? If the Lord knows that the old man despises guangshangong, he will scold him when he returns. The old man has lived most of his life without talking about human essence, but he also knows the sophistication of human feelings and the world. How can he not understand this?"

He was in a hurry, but his face was very leisurely. He looked like Nie liang when to let him go.

"I feel like old friends with my husband at first sight. I wish I could drink together and talk at night." Fan Chen then said tentatively, "I only hate the busy mundane affairs and have no chance to get away... Why don't you stay a few more days, sir? Is it because our army doesn't treat you well and ignores you, sir?"

Two days ago, Sun Wen made a gesture of taking Nie Ying as his hometown, but today he said he would leave. How can he not arouse suspicion?

Fan Chen was ordered to test Sun Wen. He didn't dig out anything. Naturally, he won't give up.

Sun Wen had a smile on his lips, but the smile didn't penetrate into his eyes. He said to fan Chen, "you and I are their own masters, right?"

Fan Chen nodded, as if true or false, "unfortunately, one day... I want to be a minister with Zai Dao."

"Maybe one day." Sun Wen rebuffed him. He said, "since each is his own master, you should know the old man's position. Now you still eat the Lumi given by the Lord. Naturally, it's your duty. The two armies are about to start a war, and the old man's mission as an envoy has been completed. The public attitude is clear. It's obviously impossible to withdraw troops and retreat. What else does the old man do?"

Can you stay in Nie Ying and wait for our army to come in and hurt him by mistake?

Sun Wen's reason was beyond fan Chen's imagination. The latter thought Sun Wen would find fancy excuses.

Never thought, the other party went straight, but fan Chen was speechless.

Yes, they are their own masters. The two armies are going to war. Does Sun Wen continue to have a hair use in Nie camp?

Fan Chen restrained his stiff smile and said, "I will inform you of this as soon as possible."

Sun Wen arched his hands and said, "thank you. Thank you."

Fan Chen took the words to Nie Liang, but Nie Liang didn't let them go at the first time. Instead, he deliberately delayed all night and secretly sent someone to keep an eye on Sun Wen and his party to see what their strange reaction was. Anxious to go but detained, there will always be flaws in the way.

Unexpectedly, Sun Wen was calm. He didn't show any flaws all night. What should he do the next day? He was picky about the camp food again.

The third evening, Nie Liang really didn't find anything, so he let go.

Fan Chen personally led the troops to send them off. Sun Wen looked at this posture, his heart was slightly cool, and his face was still calm and flawless.

"I have to say goodbye to you for thousands of miles. I'll say goodbye!"

The surrounding wild grass is vast and desolate, which makes people feel cold for no reason.

With a smile, Sun Wen said goodbye to fan Chen, stepped on the sedan chair into the carriage and secretly told the driver.

"Walk slowly. Don't be too anxious. Send someone to keep an eye on the pedestrian behind."

Fan Chen took five hundred soldiers, each riding a war horse, and it won't take long to chase them.

If Sun Wen hurriedly drove away, fan Chen's hind feet would catch up and kill him on the spot.

Even if he didn't lift the curtain of the carriage and look back, Sun Wen could feel a pair of hot eyes locking him.

When he raised his hand and stroked his chest, he could not only feel a strong and active heartbeat, but also touch a small bulge.

The Chamberlain secretly got a little medicine residue by buying off the odd cook. Sun Wen didn't dare to put the medicine residue in his carry on luggage. Instead, he wrapped it and stuffed it into the inner interlayer sewn in his shirt. He noticed that last night and the night before last, someone secretly moved their luggage. Even if he was very cautious, Sun Wen still found a clue and his nerves were more tense.

"Military division, they still follow -"

Sun Wen's heart jumped and asked, "how to follow?"

The coachman said, "stop and go. It doesn't look like it's going to kill."

Sun Wen said, "tell me to go down and don't act rashly. Just move forward at this speed when they don't exist."

It is said that the enemy in the rear is like a black-and-white impermanence holding a soul chain, floating around quietly. Who can not be nervous?

After a quarter of an hour, fan Chen found that Sun Wen was still calm, and most of his doubts disappeared.

"Go back." Fan Chen sighed, "if there is fate, I will see you again."

He covered his behavior of following Sun Wen to prepare for the black hand with a layer of fig leaf.

He didn't want to kill Sun Wen. He just couldn't bear to see his friends off at first sight. Then he walked and stopped and sent them off all the way.

"Drive!"

Fan Chen looked back and turned his head reluctantly.

As long as Sun Wen reveals a little flaw, he can kill without burden. What a pity.