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Chapter 373 The Pretty Widow of the Republic of China VS the Iron-Blooded Marshal [51]

Zhang Hu walked up to him and suggested, "It's not convenient to talk here, let's go out and talk."

Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Le Tong who was sleeping, and nodded.

Without waking up Le Tong, he got off the kang and walked out with Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu stopped when he reached the woods where no one was around, "I only took you in because of a hexagram, not because of your identity, but because I will lend a helping hand to anyone who appears on this day."

The more Qingtian listened, the more confused he became, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Hu smiled and explained, "My real name is Zhang Shu, and I am a fortune-teller. My fortune-telling can hardly make mistakes, and it may be because of this that my family members don't live long." He paused for a while. , "I knew too much about what was going to happen in the future. I saw through the secrets, and all of them were retribution to my family. Later, I moved here in desperation, a village that was not affected by the war."

Qingtian looked at Zhang Hu with a funny face, "Do you think I will believe you?"

"Believe it or not." Zhang Hu looked at Qingtian calmly, "I said this not to make you believe, but to make yourself feel at ease. Now that you wake up, it's better to leave as soon as possible."

After all, this hexagram is related to his fate.

Qingtian wanted to say something, but was interrupted by an anxious shout.

"Sky!"

"Sky!"

……

Le Tong made a trumpet shape with his hands, and shouted as he walked, suddenly saw Qingtian standing under a big tree, feeling a little angry in his heart, and quickly ran to his side, "Why did you run out, you don't know if your wound is still alive?" Didn't heal?" The tone was tense.

Qingtian's face softened, "It's okay, these minor injuries are fine, not to mention that Zhang Hu is here, nothing will happen."

Only then did Le Tong notice Zhang Hu standing next to Qingtian, he was a little embarrassed, and laughed a few times, not knowing how to deal with it.

Qingtian stood up in a timely manner, "My wound hurts."

Le Tong thought that the wound had burst open, and said anxiously, "Then let's go back quickly, and I'll take a look for you."

Qingtian nodded to her, then looked sideways at Zhang Hu, "Thank you."

Zhang Hu nodded slightly as an answer.

Le Tong also thanked Zhang Hu, and then the two left the woods hand in hand.

After five days of recuperation at Zhang Hu's house, after Le Tong's careful care, Qingtian's wounds are recovering rapidly.

It was another sunny day, after Le Tong gave Qingtian good medicine, he was about to get up and leave, but he held his hand.

She turned around and looked at him strangely, "What's wrong?"

"Let's go back tomorrow."

"No." Le Tong directly refused, "Your wound is not healed yet, so you can't be exhausted."

"But my army is waiting for me, and I have more important things to do."

Originally, he wanted to attack Qingzhou a few years later, but Zhu Yi dared to arrest Le Tong and lock her in a secret room, which he could not forgive.

Le Tong pulled out his hand, "You are the young commander, you decide." It was quite angry.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Qingtian's mouth, "Of course I want to ask you, who made you my marshal's wife."

"Who... who is your marshal's wife?" Le Tong turned around uncomfortably, packing up the medicines.

"The last time you came back from England, you said that you fell in love with me and wanted to be my marshal's wife."

Le Tong froze for a moment, and said, "That's a joke."

Qingtian's voice was serious, "But I took it seriously."

(End of this chapter)