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Chapter 303 Young Marshal He Is Not Easy To Mess With (17)

As soon as Qi Shen left, Xi Ning leaned in front of Shen Rongzhan, with his elbows on the desk, staring at him eagerly.

"What do you want to say?" Xi Ning's gaze was too hot, too straightforward to ignore, Shen Rongzhan put down his pen, helplessness flashed across his eyes, but his tone was clearly pampering.

Xi Ning asked thoughtfully: "That batch of goods is very important to you?"

Shen Rongzhan gave a faint "hmm".

Xi Ning's quiet black eyes are clean and pure, and his round pupils are as black as glass. Under the radiance of the light, the stars and stars gather together, which is unbelievably beautiful.

"I can help you," she said softly.

Shen Rongzhan was silent for a moment, and moved his eyes away from her indifferently, "No need, it will be the greatest help for me if you stay obediently."

Being rejected, Xi Ning drooped her eyelids and let out a listless "Oh".

On the surface he looked disappointed, but in his heart Xi Ning didn't care that much.

She took the initiative to mention this matter, just to see how much Shen Rongzhan trusted her.

Now it seems that she was too hasty.

I still have to draw it slowly~

However, this batch of ammunition was indeed hidden very deeply. In his previous life, Shen Rongzhan didn't know where Wen Zhong hid the ammunition until it was delivered to Dashuai Shen.

It is enough to see that respecting this person is unfathomable.

After receiving this batch of arms, Shen Dashuai was like a tiger with wings added, and led the army to drive straight in, like a broken bamboo.If Shen Rongzhan hadn't used his soldiers like a god, I'm afraid Nancheng wouldn't be able to hold on for three months.

In her previous life, she committed suicide without waiting for the news of her triumphant return, and she didn't know whether Nancheng was able to hold on to it in the end.

If it is not guarded, then this batch of munitions must be found!
Xi Ning lowered his voice and asked for confirmation in a low voice: "Did you guard Nancheng in your previous life?"

"Hold it." Shen Rongzhan looked calm.

"That's good." The pressure to find ammunition was much less.

Seeing Xi Ning heaving a sigh of relief, Shen Rongzhan pursed his lips, but did not say the second half of the sentence.

The southern city was defended at the cost of heavy losses to the army...

But what if you keep it?

It's just a delay.

At that time, he returned to the Marshal's Mansion with his body covered in injuries, and wanted to send Xi Ning to a safe place to live. He stayed and continued to resist the Shen family's army, vowing to defend Nancheng to the last moment.

However, when he came back, he saw Xi Ning's lifeless body.

Lying coldly on the bed where they lay neck to neck...

Blood flowed from the muzzle of the suicide gun, and the dark brown blood dried on the bedding.

The salty sea water scrambled into the nasal cavity, mouth, eardrums, poured into the limbs and bones, submerged him heavily, and made him unable to breathe with heartache.

He clutched his chest, knelt down in front of the bed on one knee, and held Xi Ning's hand with corpse spots with trembling fingers.

The coolness soaked through the spinal cord like maggots attached to the bone, and the thick anger and grief hit together, crushing his upright and unyielding spine, and also crushing his belief in living.

Destroy it.

She is gone.

What does all this mean to him?
It is better to destroy it.

Drag everyone, and fall into the eternal hell with him, and together they will never be reborn together.

The emotion in the young man's eyes was thick and frightening, his sparkling pupils lost their light, his expression was stern and cold, and his coercion was terrifying, as if he was trapped in some kind of dark emotion and couldn't extricate himself from it.

The warm palm was attached to the cold back of the hand, and the slightly callused fingertips rubbed the smooth jade-like skin, bringing a crisp and numb itching.

The scorching heat dispelled those nightmarish memories.

Shen Rongzhan raised his eyes in a daze, and looked at Xi Ning with some worry.

"What... do you remember?" Xi Ning asked hesitantly.

Shen Rongzhan's expression was wrong, he might have recalled some bad memories.But she was afraid that he was reminded of the scene of her death, so she hesitated to ask this question, for fear of accidentally stepping on a thunderbolt.

It's a pity that being cautious may not be enough to sail for ten thousand years.

The young and handsome young man's crow feathers drooped, casting a shadow on his eyelids, hiding the true emotions in his eyes.

His voice is slightly hoarse, low and deep and captivating.

He said, "If I had come back sooner, wouldn't you have killed yourself?"

Xi Ning: "!"

It's coming, it's coming!

Send a proposition and it's coming!

She still couldn't escape.

Xi Ning pretended to be deep in thought, his jet-black pupils were crystal clear, and tiny rays of light shone lightly.She looked at Shen Rongzhan with focused and serious eyes, as if she was looking at the only true love in her life.

"If my answer makes you feel guilty, I'd rather not."

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Wen Mansion.

Wearing a plain checked cheongsam, Wen Wanyu walked out of the wrought iron gate while putting her bag on her shoulder.

She stood at the gate, waiting for someone arranged by the young marshal to pick her up and take her to school.

Compared with her father's uneasiness, she seemed to be at ease.

The black car arrived late, Wen Wanyu was thinking about the class time, without looking at the person in the driver's seat, pulled the passenger seat away, and sat down neatly.

After closing the car door, she lowered her eyes to look at the time on her watch, and urged softly: "I have morning class today, can I trouble you to drive faster?"

"No problem." The familiar Qingyue voice rang in her ears, Wen Wanyu raised her eyes to look at the driver's seat in surprise, and met the man's shining starry eyes.

"Why are you?!" She exclaimed subconsciously.

Qi Shen started the car, looked ahead, his light-colored lips curled up in a playful arc, appearing not serious.

He jokingly asked back: "Why can't it be me?"

Wen Wanyu pursed her lips, realizing her gaffe, suppressed the unconcealable surprise on her face, and whispered, "Aren't you the young commander of Beicheng? How come you have time to be my bodyguard?"

Qi Shen tilted his head, and the playful arc on the corners of his lips made him look like a romantic and suave dude, but the thick eyebrows that slanted into his temples suppressed his unruliness, and the two qualities of gentleness and elegance were obtained in him. The perfect blend.

If he also wore a long coat today, and put on a pair of glasses...

He's more like the son of a scholarly family.

"Because you are very important to Shen Rongzhan~" The tone gradually became heavier, as if deliberately emphasizing something.

Three points of teasing and seven points of ridicule.

Wen Wanyu's drifting thoughts were forcibly pulled back, she looked at the man's smooth profile, her white teeth unconsciously clenched her lower lip, her cherry lips turned white.

It turned out to be a task.

For some reason, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But the heart was clenched and painful.

Just one intersection away from the school.

Wen Wanyu called Qi Shen to stop, and the other party looked over in confusion. She sighed and explained patiently: "I just want to be an ordinary girls' middle school teacher, and I don't want to draw too much attention."

Qi Shen nodded in understanding.

Wen Wanyu turned around and got out of the car, and just as her whole body was about to leave the car, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

The gentle and beautiful woman turned her head, her hair was blown wildly by the wind, and she looked at him suspiciously with her pure and clear eyes.

Qi Shen's grip on her wrist slowly relaxed. The woman's wrist is slender, her wrist bones are small, her skin is greasy and white, and it feels so good to the touch that one can't help but want to rub it.

Restraining inappropriate thoughts, Qi Shen said seriously: "When do you finish class? I'll pick you up."

"Five p.m."

Qi Shen's palm was scorching hot, which made Wen Wanyu feel a little uncomfortable, her earlobe hidden under her black hair was bleeding red.

After the scorching heat subsided, Qi Shen withdrew his hand when he got the answer.

Seeing that the man was about to drive away, Wen Wanyu added another sentence out of some reason.

"I don't eat in the school cafeteria at noon. I usually have lunch at Jenny's Restaurant."

Qi Shen bent his lips and smiled, "I see."

(End of this chapter)