Chapter 2858： The tired and tired little general of the tired general (122)

# 2858 is tired of the tired tired general (122)

Trained soldiers dismounted without moving.

No one contended for the wealth of the harem, nor did they touch any maid.

They are like silent mountains.

Waiting silently for someone's order.

Bai Weiwei also noticed, her bright red lips twitched gently, "Master, you go out, everyone is waiting for you, I avoid it."

After all, if someone knew that he was taking this position for a woman.

It will not help him to inherit the great cause.

Only people in the world will think that he is another faint junior.

Lu Xinglan has just taken over and there are too many things.

No need to buy her such trouble.

When Lu Xinglan saw that she didn't speak, he asked Yuan Zhen what was wrong, and he let out a sigh of relief, and then wiped the water stain on his face.

Then he raised his hand and began to unlock the armor.

Bend over, the short blade that will be hurt by the cold body, and throw down various small weapons.

The heavy armor fell to the ground. The man crossed the iron armor and came to the table. He looked down and kissed her with her face.

His body is hot.

Even if it was rained, it was hot.

His wet palms warmed.

The kiss was a desperate warmth, so she couldn't escape.

She shivered, trying to avoid it, but it was inevitable.

Finally, Lu Xinglan was content to leave her for a minute. On her lips, his voice was dumb, "Do you think I care about this? Do you like this country, this position, so what about me robbing you. Avoid? You can avoid Where to go. "

Having said that, he smiled softly.

With desperate determination in his eyes.

"Even if I'm Dajun, you must be the fox spirit of Dajun's side. You can't do without me."

She wants to run away.

Make him a good emperor without any stains.

Such an idea is good.

But she could easily avoid him.

Because of this war where countless people died.

She is anonymous.

There is no responsibility.

Let him sit alone in this cold high position, bearing all good and bad things.

It's too cheap for her.

She didn't want to be famous, he just let her out.

He wants to let this world know that she is a demon who is a disaster to the country, and it is the original sin to deceive him to rebel.

Unwilling to let her escape, Lu Xinglan reached out and walked down her thin back, then easily hugged her and went straight out.

Xin Wu stood at the door, opened a large oil-paper umbrella, and stood up exactly, covering Lu Xinglan who stepped out of the door.

Mainly covering Bai Weiwei.

They are big men, afraid of rain.

That is, the girl's delicate and delicate trouble died.

And it's more delicate and fragile, but it can make the world chaos, which is even more troublesome.

Bai Weiwei was held out by him, facing the dense iron hoof soldiers.

There are also old ministers who came to celebrate.

The storm was cold and raindrops splashed onto Bai Weiwei's ankle, making her wince.

Lu Xinglan bowed his head and seemed to notice that he took a step back and let the umbrella cover her better, but his back was wet with rain.

The armor was cold and he took off before hugging her.

The rain was cold, and he took a few steps to keep her from getting caught.

After all, she was too weak to hurt her.

Lu Xinglan thought blankly, then looked at the soldiers coldly.

Those who came to give him a superior ceremony just came up with various documents, jade seals, and court clothes.

Can't wait to say anything grandiose.

But seeing Lu Xinglan holding a young girl in her arms, what a system.

(End of this chapter)