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So he was really drunk. Gan Yuxuan lowered his head to look at Helian Manqiu sleeping in his arms. In the end, he was still a teenager. It would be strange if he didn't get drunk after drinking the Jadefluid. Maybe he was overthinking things. In the end, Helian Qingyu was only fourteen years old and was still a bit childish at a young age. It was normal for him to get drunk after drinking a few too many cups of wine.

I wonder if he will remember what he said when he wakes up, slandering the name that offends the Emperor's great disrespect.

"Master... This subordinate will bring the young general to rest, or should we send him back to the manor? "

Gan Yuxuan didn't say anything. He let Helian Manqiu lean into his embrace as he continued eating. He hadn't eaten his fill, so he didn't want to move.

Gui Chen didn't receive the order to give to Xuan and didn't dare to make a move. He looked at the delicate and elegant young man that gave the Xuan. In his impression, his lord had never pampered anyone so much that he would tolerate getting close to them.

What the lord had said to this young general tonight, what he had done, what he had scolded, what he rarely smiled, were all because of this young man who was currently drunk.

My Lord, when Helian Qingyu sees this young general, he will have to be extra careful and respectful.

Gan Yuxuan put down his chopsticks and looked at Helian Manqiu, who was still cuddled in his arms and had fallen asleep.

His sleeping appearance carried a pure innocence and immaturity, causing people to recall that he was only a fourteen year old child, a youth.

"He actually fell asleep in this lord's arms just like that."

"Yes, my lord, there has never been anyone like the young general."

There had never been anyone like Helian Qingyu, who had relied on the Lord to eat here, who had relied on the Lord's secretive questions from the past, who had shamelessly wanted the Lord's protection, who was currently lying in the Lord's arms, sleeping like a child.

Perhaps this wasn't bad either. At least there was someone who wasn't respectful of their lord and was rude enough to speak to their lord and accompany him for a meal.

My lord is too lonely!

Gui Chen lowered his head and quietly looked at Helian Manqiu, who was leaning against Gan Gongxuan's arms.

"Does he know that his talent is peerless and that he is a rare genius?"

"This subordinate thinks that the young general knows."

"Heh …"

Gan Yuxuan suddenly let out a soft chuckle, and when it landed in Bai Chen's ears, it was like a clap of thunder. It was as if he had never seen his lord in any other mood, much less laughed.

Tonight, he felt that it was worth it. He saw his lord's other side, saw an expression he had never seen on his lord's face before, heard his lord's different tone.

Everything was because of this shameless young man sleeping in the Lord's arms.

"He is very intelligent. What do you think his wisdom will make him do? I hope that he won't let the world know of his wisdom and peerless talent too early. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good for him. "

"This subordinate thinks that the young general will understand the Lord's painstaking efforts."

"He's still young, after all."

"The young general is fourteen years old and will be fifteen next year."

Gan Yuxuan was silent for a moment. He reached out and picked up Helian Manqiu, and gently placed her on his bed: "Tell me the reason. The young general will rest here tonight and make me another bed."

"Yes."

"Yes." Gui Chen responded softly. His figure disappeared from within the tent, and soon after he returned, someone came in together and made another bed within the tent, bringing quilts.

Why did she have to stare at the big tent for so long? The young general couldn't return after getting drunk, so was she supposed to be resting in the big tent of the Lord tonight?

For some reason, she didn't believe that she was really drunk. That young lady would never stay drunk in the main tent because she was a girl. She should never fall drunk in front of the Lord.

Perhaps the reason for xiaojie's actions was deep in her heart. Should she continue guarding here, or should she return?

He wasn't sure if he should stay or go back since Helian Manqiu had not given him any instructions. If he stayed, it might mean that he didn't trust his lord. Even though his lord didn't care, it was always a bad idea. Let's go. He was a bit worried to leave Helian Manqiu alone here.

It was not because he was worried that Gando would harm Helian Manqiu, but because of her true identity.

"Qing Feng, should we return or stay?"

Di Qingfeng lifted the curtain of the tent and looked at the tent for a moment. Then, he put down the curtain. They were having dinner here tonight.

"Uncle Yi, let's go back. There's no use staying here. We'll come back tomorrow morning."

"This …"

After hesitating for a moment, he finally nodded his head, "Since that's the case, let's go."

However, he also understood that Helian Manqiu's safety was not a problem since she was resting in the tent of the army. Not to mention that at this moment, even if he was unwilling to kill Helian Manqiu, even if he wanted to, he would not make a move here.

They could not enter the tent, so they could only stay and watch. It would be better to leave.

Di Qingfeng left the military camp with his janissaries. Not a single one remained.

He stretched out his hand and opened the blanket, covering Helian Manqiu's slender body. Lowering his head, he saw that Helian Manqiu's shoes were still on her feet. He casually took off the shoes she was wearing and gently placed them on the side of the bed.

Gui Chen turned pale with fright. He hastily dashed to Gan Yuxuan's side and squatted down. Reaching out, he grabbed Helian Manqiu's other foot and quickly took off her shoes, placing them beside the bed.

"My lord, this kind of thing, how can my lord personally do it?"

Gan Yuxuan chuckled. He originally didn't care about these things, nor did he think that taking off the shoes of the drunk Helian Man would cause him to lose his identity.

He turned around and walked to the front of the table. The table had been cleaned up long ago, and a pile of secret letters were arranged on the table, waiting for him to deal with them.

Under the light, Gan Zhixuan was sitting at his desk, replying to secret letters, military intelligence, etc. He was attentively looking at the items in his hands.

"Returning to the dust, prepare some hangover soup. Give it to Qing Yu when he wakes up."

"Yes, there is no need for you to worry about such a small matter. The Blue Luan has long since been prepared."

Gan Yuxuan raised his eyes slightly, glancing sideways at Helian Manqiu on the bed. He was fast asleep, sweet and steady, his expression calm and a little childish. His long eyelashes cast a shadow over her eyelids.

Withdrawing his gaze, Gan Jianxuan got up and walked to the side of the bed to sit down. A grey-green figure floated to his side, knelt on one knee in front of him, and extended his hand to serve him.

The Blue Luan's heart was filled with pleasant surprise and disappointment. Its master rarely wanted to rest in the army tonight, but he didn't want to let that drunken kid spoil his good fortune.

Would the Lord still let her sleep with him tonight?

He was looking forward to it. He felt a bit bitter. How long had it been since he had served his lord? Had he been summoned by his lord?