Chapter 119:

Wei Lan was stunned.
Having been here for so many years, she has long understood that when a man does this, it is by no means what she had thought in the past. It is a self-recommended pillow, so she can laugh.
If she met Huan Heng in her previous life, Wei Lan would probably smile, and then gently embrace the other person in her arms, and after a few more comforts, she would personally send the person home, and then the big box of treasures would be delivered as a break-up fee.
Men in this world do such things, in a sense, sometimes it is actually a humiliation. When she examines this issue, she needs to consider the other person as a woman.
How does it feel for a woman to make such an action to a woman or a man?
After a long period of thought replacement, Wei Lan finally got a cold face and said in a voice that only two of them could hear: "Let go."
"Why, I am finally angry?" Huan Heng lowered his voice and sneered: "Aren't you always indifferent to everything I do, don't you care? Now finally angry? Married is different. Wei Shizi?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Lan couldn't help but smile.
No matter how others are afraid of Huanheng, no matter how they worry about Huanheng's rebellion or other things, Wei Lan never fears.
Just like you raise a wolf, even if he becomes the wolf king, in your heart, it is the same little wolf dog that you held in your arms before, and you put your hand in his mouth, he will not bite.
Wei Lan didn't dare to let others do it because she knew that Huan Heng couldn't bear other people.
If anyone is present today, whether Wang Xi or Xie Zichen, any one of them moves their hands, there is no guarantee that this will not become a mutiny. So she kept pressing Xie Zichen, but she never thought of pressing herself.
She squinted her eyes, looked at Huan Heng, and finally said, "Don't let it go?"
"Yes, I won't let it go!" Huan Heng said stubbornly, and said coldly: "I just won't let it go today, I think he Xie Zichen..."
Before she finished speaking, Wei Lan turned over the wat board and shook Huan Heng away with a palm. Huan Heng subconsciously shot, and Wei Lan wat board slapped him towards him while kicking it between his knees. After Heng's backhand was blocked, Wei Lan directly raised her hand and flipped one of his hands behind her back. She knelt down while pressing him, and said angrily: "It's you!"
Huan Heng's martial arts was taught by Wei Lan.
When he was a teenager who only shook the whip right away, it was Wei Lan who led him to pick up the sword, and it was Wei Lan who taught him the boxing technique. What Wei Lan taught, he naturally knew how to restrain. As soon as the two did their hands, it was only subconsciously, and Huan Heng fell in love.
He was already the general who destroyed the country of Chen, but the mark left by the young martial arts foundation did not fade on him.
He didn't know why he felt a little bit sorrowful. This person left too many things in his life. As long as they met, he would find that there were traces of this person everywhere.
So he did not resist, and a man who was much stronger than her was pressed by her with one hand, his lips were tightened, and he said nothing. The surrounding people were stunned by the scene, and everyone became nervous, afraid that Huanheng would kill everyone here if he didn't agree.
However, Huan Heng didn't say a word, and Wei Lan looked at his stubborn look, and her anger disappeared.
At her age, what kind of temper is it with a child like Huan Heng?
So she softened her movements, closed her hands and stood up, and said indifferently: "Marshal, go back."
Huanheng knelt and said nothing, the guard next to him walked up and said cautiously: "Marshal?"
This is a question, but the meaning is very clear. Wei Lan moved her hand. At this moment, it is up to Huan Heng to say whether this group of people will go or stay.
Wei Lan's gaze fell on Huan Heng with a cold expression. Huan Heng raised his head and stared at Wei Lan: "Wei Xiang and this handsome are in a mate, and this handsome is now returning south. I hope Wei Xiang will take more care."
"It's easy to say." Wei Lan's face was flat, and Huan Heng twitched the corner of her mouth: "The handsome man is staying at Changxinhou's Mansion, how about inviting Wei Xiangbing to talk at night?"
"Marshal Huan," Xie Zichen said coldly, "Wei Xiang is busy with official duties, so let the next official entertain the marshal."
"What does it matter to you when I talk to Wei Xiang?" Huan Heng instantly became cold, "What do you think you are? You are shameless, right?"
While Huan Heng was talking, the soldier had already pulled out the sword. Xie Zichen didn't move his face, and stood a step in front of Wei Lan. When Wei Lan completely blocked behind him, he said calmly: "In the next period, the second-grade Shangshu Ling In Marshal Huan’s eyes, perhaps it’s not really a thing, but in the eyes of the people of the world, there is still one or two points. Entertaining the Marshal will not lose his face."
"Xie Zichen," Huan Heng said with a sneer, "Except for Wei Lan, all of you here are not a thing in my heart, do you understand?"
"Understand," Xie Zichen nodded, and said seriously: "Don't say I'm waiting, Chen Guoyi, Di Jiexiong soldiers, in front of the marshal, they are nothing. The Huan family sits on 600,000 heroes, and the Southern Majesty can get your majesty. On the throne of Jinluan, go north to Ping Dijie’s millions of military divisions. In this world, who else can the marshal see?"
This made Huan Heng's expression stiff. Although Xie Zichen didn't say it clearly, Huanheng also heard what Xie Zichen meant. Huan Heng is located on the border. Now Chen Guo has just been destroyed, Huan Heng is still facing the burden of cleaning Chen Guo, and Rong Hua is contacting various ethnic groups everywhere, waiting for the counterattack, even if the Huan family has 600,000 troops, but if the Da Chu court simply Abandon him and join forces with Di Jie with the fief he owns, and he will be defeated.
He was betting that the court of Da Chu couldn't lower his head and join forces with Di Jie, and why did Xie Zichen and others know that he couldn't let Da Chu fall into Di Jie's hands?
This is an internal fight, but it is pressing, it must be Rong Hua's profit.
He can burn jade and stone, but how can Da Chu not be able to die?
Huan Heng didn't speak, and after a while, he couldn't help but smile: "If you said something like this to me, I might still consider it."
Xie Zichen frowned, and Huan Heng looked up at him, but said: "But now, Xie Zichen, I have something that I must take back. Even if I lose the entire Huan family, I will take it back!"
As he said, he withdrew his gaze, but looked at everyone, and said with a cold expression: "Today I will make it clear. Wei Xiang is willing to have a friendship with Xiaoxu's classmates, Na Huan Heng and Wei Xiang went to Shengjing to find your majesty. Receive the reward."
"Wei Xiangruo refused to accept even such a small request. My Majesty has no choice but to doubt His Majesty’s sincerity to meritorious officials. Regardless of the final consequences, I will tell everyone-today you, none of them want to go back. !"
Everyone changed their expressions when they heard this. Wang Xi looked at Wei Lan with requests in her eyes. Wei Lan couldn't help but curled the corner of her mouth and looked at Xie Zichen who was standing in front of her with her fists clenched. She laughed lowly: "It's just the same as Marshal Huan, why should Marshal Huan make such a big battle?"
With that, she walked out from behind Xie Zichen, Xie Zichen stopped her, she looked up at Xie Zichen, and said calmly: "Do you believe me?"
Xie Zichen opened his mouth and was speechless for a while.
Wei Lan smiled and said gently: "Zichen."
A word is worth a thousand words. Xie Zichen understands what she means. Now the state of Huan Heng is obviously wrong. He must have experienced something. Before he is sure, he should focus on comforting and not irritating.
She is not only his wife, but also the prime minister of Da Chu. If she was just his wife today, then Huanheng's request would be a shame. But as the prime minister of Da Chu, she has the responsibility to keep Da Chu safe, so now no matter what Huan Heng asks, she has to stand up.
Xie Zichen understood that he understood all the truths, but he didn't know why, he still couldn't help clenching his fists, couldn't control his majestic killing intent, and stared at Huan Heng.
Huan Heng smiled contemptuously, walked to Wei Lan, held Wei Lan's hand and said, "Then Wei Xiang, shall we go?"
Wei Lan wanted to draw her hand, Huan Heng said directly: "You can draw, after the draw, I will kill Wang Xi first, what do you think?"
Wang Xi's complexion became stiff, Wei Lan froze, and looked up at him. After a while, Wei Lan smiled, like a spring in March, like a young man with high spirits.
"A Heng wants to hold me, why would I refuse?" Wei Lan held Huan Heng's hand with a gentle face: "A beauty like A Heng should be gentle."
Huan Heng has not seen Wei Lan like this for many years.
She seemed to have changed since she left the north, or earlier. She is not sloppy, does not stay at will, she is serious and stubborn about feelings, she said to help him, stay in the north, and put the entire north in his hands.
She said to leave, and also galloped on her horse, and jumped on the flat boat Xie Zichen had brought. She didn't know how to turn back.
Seeing her turbulent appearance many years later, Huan Heng couldn't help being stunned, and a wave of unspeakable joy came to his heart, his lips trembled, and he didn't know how to speak. Wei Lan took his hand with her hand, raised her finger, pressed it on his lips, and gave a "hush".
"Needless to say," her eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness: "I will take you home."
Huan Heng looked at her, with just one sentence, his tears suddenly fell.
"Okay." He said hoarsely: "Alan, you take me home."
Wei Lan smiled, raised her hand to wipe away his tears, and then led him into the sedan chair together.
After the sedan chair was driven away, Wang Xi finally walked up, patted Xie Zichen on the shoulder, and calmly said: "The overall situation is important, don't think too much."
Xie Zichen glanced at him calmly and said indifferently: "I didn't think about it much."
"Liar," Wang Xi smiled gleefully: "You didn't think much about it. Is this the expression?"
"I really didn't think much." Xie Zichen said calmly, "I don't care about people who are going to die."