C9 Not Marrying

When Li Su found Yan Zijun, he was drinking in a small tavern. Li Su didn't know how to drink, but she asked for a pair of chopsticks to accompany her.

"Is everything ready?"

Yan Zijun looked at Li Su in confusion.

"The families," Li Su explained.

Yan Zijun was suddenly enlightened, "You think I drank this wine because of this?" Seeing that Li Su did not refute him, he smiled, "I said you're a milk baby from Beijing, yet you're still trying to argue. I brought my subordinates and fought with that bandit at least 50 times. Do you think that every time is the limit?"

When the wine bottle was empty, Yan Zijun shook it and shouted to the shop owner, "Another pot!"

Not long after, a jug of warm wine was brought up, and the waiter tidied up the empty jug on the tray.

"Then don't drink." Li Su grabbed Yan Zijun's hand which was on the wine pot.

Yan Zijun narrowed his eyes as he looked at Li Su, "You really are a woman!"

Li Su was stunned for a moment. She withdrew her hand with a guilty conscience. Her eyes sparkled as she said, "I, I, I am not …"

However, the only response she got was the sound of Yan Zijun's head hitting the table. 'Bam!'

Li Su didn't like helping people clean up their mess, but it was very inappropriate to leave him in the tavern right now, so she could only get the waiter to call the carriage over.

The waiter felt a little awkward, "There's no place for a carriage at the moment, but there's an empty cart in the shop, I can lend it to you."

Helpless, Li Su could only reluctantly carry Yan Zijun onto the cart. In order to protect Yan Zijun's face, she borrowed a mat and wrapped it around his body.

Although he didn't look too good, no one knew that he was the lord of Bian Yang Pass, Yan Zijun. In the end, he was still able to protect the lord's reputation.

It took a lot of effort for Li Su to finally drag Yan Zijun's cart back to the Mayor's mansion. At this moment, she no longer had any energy left and collapsed beside the cart.

"General Li!"

Li Su was surprised for a moment, then realized the person who called her was Yan Zijun's sister. She felt saved by the Bodhisattva, and stood up with all her strength. She grabbed his wrist with both hands and said, "It's good to see you."

Yan Zi's cheeks flushed a bit. "Really?"

Li Su was too tired to guess what her daughter was blushing for. She just wanted to entrust the dead body on the cart to someone else.

"This is your brother." Li Su clasped her fists in thanks, "Then I'll leave it to you."

Before Yan Zi could understand the meaning of this, Li Su had already disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

"Ah Zi, who was that young master just now?" A young lady who had been standing shoulder to shoulder with Yan Zi used a veil to wrap her right index finger around her nose.

Yan Zi ran in front of the cart and lifted up the mat. It really was her brother. Her face immediately darkened as she turned around and said, "Wan Feng, help me call some people over."

It wasn't that Yan Zijun had never been drunk outside, but no matter how drunk he was, he would always know how to go home.

It was only this time that General Li had actually used a wooden carriage to drag them back to their residence. It was all thanks to General Li's kindness. Otherwise, the reputation of the Yang Guan city's governor would have been ruined.

Although her elder brother had never taken his reputation to heart, Yan Zi still cared about him!

Yan Zi looked at Ning Wanfeng, who was busying herself in front of the bed, and couldn't help but sigh. Big brother's Bajie [1] is really great. Not only does he have a pretty face, but he also has such a determined childhood sweetheart.

His good health was enviable.

"Ah Zi, what are you sighing for?" Ning Wanfeng changed a towel on Yan Zijun's forehead.

"Thinking about big brother is such a blessing, to have Wan Feng dead set on him."

Ning Wanfeng's entire face turned into a cooked prawn upon hearing her words. "What nonsense are you talking about, I'm just … but …"

"You don't like my brother?"

Ning Wanfeng's face turned even redder. "Just now, I saw how you treated that young master, and that was why I was so dead set on him."

When Yan Ziyi heard that her thoughts had been exposed, she jumped up and was about to rip apart Yan Zijun's mouth. Ning Wanfeng intentionally leaned on Yan Zijun, "Alright, please spare me, I won't dare to say anything more about you and that young master!"

Yan Zijun gradually came to his senses after this farce, "You all …"

Ning Wanfeng's body shrunk as he hastily stood up. "Brother Zijun, you're awake?"

Yan Zijun sat up from the bed, and the towel on his forehead dropped to the floor, "Why are you messing around with me?"

Yan Zi saw that her brother was being ungrateful, and she put her hands on her waist, "Nonsense!?" Brother, if it wasn't for Wan Feng and I, you would have already lost all your face on the street. "

After that, Yan Zi embellished the story of Yan Zijun getting drunk with exaggeration, "You should thank Wan Feng for taking care of you all night long!"

Yan Zijun glanced at Ning Wanfeng, and then said to his little sister, "What nonsense! "I'm just getting drunk. I just need to sleep for a bit!"

This was not what Ning Wanfeng wanted to hear. She lowered her head in disappointment, "I … I was just worried about you."

"Master Ning knows you're here, right?" Yan Zijun got out of bed and put on his boots, "I'll get the butler to send you back. Don't let Master Ning worry about it."

With that, Yan Zijun left the room in a hurry.

"Wan Feng, my brother is just a blockhead!"

Since Yan Zijun was a lumber, how could she not be a rotten tree herself?

Ever since she was seven, Ning Wanfeng had been certain that Yan Zijun was her husband for life. No matter what happened between them, she would eventually marry Yan Zijun.

When Ning Wanfeng returned to the Ning Residence, Old Master Ning was waiting patiently. His beard was slightly tilted upwards from his anger.

"You still want to come back?"

Ning Wanfeng was not afraid of her father at all. "Big Brother Zi Jun told me not to teach you how to worry."

Old Master Ning's temples throbbed which made him very uncomfortable, "What does a girl look like! All day long, you've been running to his manor. Has he seen you before? "

Ning Wanfeng bit her lips, "One day, I will marry my brother Zijun!"

"You …" The Ning Family's Old Master clutched his chest, "Girls, don't be ashamed to say that!"

Ning Wanfeng rolled his eyes. "Daddy, daughter went back to her room."

Seeing that his daughter wasn't going to listen to his advice, the Ning family's old man could only stamp his feet to express his anger. How did he give birth to such a stubborn girl!

The Ning Family was a well-known family in the Bian Yang Pass. Ning Wanfeng, as the precious daughter of the Ning Family, was doted on by thousands.

In the eyes of Ming Zhu, there was only her son, her brother, and if they were to be in love, Master Ning would think it was a beautiful thing, but everyone could see that his precious daughter was just a shaver — a hot girl.

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