C8 Gozhuoqifan

Just as there were still three days left before the grand wedding, the second master of the Zhuo Clan, Zhuo Qingfan, who Zhuo Qinglin was afraid of, returned.

Mo Yu stumbled back to Mei Court. Her face was filled with excitement as she pointed towards the door and shouted, "Young miss, young miss, Second Young Master has returned …"

Zhuo Qingyan opened the door and looked down.

Mo Yu was still jumping: "Miss, it's true, Second Young Master is back …."

Zhuo Qingyan went downstairs immediately.

These days, she had already thoroughly understood the relationships among the people in the mansion, so she naturally knew that in this mansion, other than her mother who had passed away, there was another person who treated her like a treasure. This person was Zhuo Qingfan.

As she rushed down the stairs, there was a flash of silver and a tall figure entered.

He wore a suit of silver armor. He held the sword on his waist in one hand and a helmet with a tassel in the other. The sunlight shined down on him from outside, making him look like a god standing there.

"Second brother …" Zhuo Qingyan could not help but cry out.

"Little Four, second brother is back …" Zhuo Qingfan smiled at her and at the same time opened up his arms.

His handsome face and mouth were wide open, revealing rows of snow-white teeth that looked like a sun.

Zhuo Qingyan immediately rushed over and jumped into his embrace. She put her arms around his neck and nestled her head on his shoulder.

Zhuo Qingfan also tightly embraced her. His originally bright eyes were now covered in a layer of tears.

"Little Four, I'm sorry for making you suffer. At that time … Second brother is at the border and cannot come back … "Sorry …" Zhuo Qingfan's voice was hoarse.

"No worries, no worries …" Good to be back now... "As long as you're back …" Zhuo Qingyan also said in his armpit, choked with sobs.

Mo Yu and the Qiu mama who had heard the call and rushed over were already standing there wiping their tears.

Zhuo Qingfan carried her to the chair in the front hall and placed her on it. He then squatted down and wiped the tears off her face, "Little Four, I heard that we're getting married …"

"En!" Zhuo Qingyan stared at him.

He blinked his eyes again and said, "With Second Brother here, I won't let anyone bully you anymore. Second Brother will return to the capital to report on his work. He won't leave, you won't marry …"

Zhuo Qingyan pulled his hand and said: "Second brother, I'm ready!"

"What?!" Zhuo Qingfan's eyes widened.

He stared at her for a long while before suddenly turning around to look at Mo Yu and Qiu mama.

Seeing the two of them nod at him, he grinned from shock, and it was unknown if he was laughing or crying. Then, with a wave of his hand, he pulled her into his embrace once more as tears began to flow out of his eyes, "My Little Four … Okay... The heavens have eyes … "Alright …"

Tears streamed down Zhuo Qingyan's face as she leaned into his arms. After a while, she reached out her hand and patted him lightly, "Brother, there's something that we need to talk about first!"

"Good, good!" After Zhuo Qingfan let go of her, he wiped his face randomly and sat right next to her. Then he took her hand and looked at her eagerly.

Mo Yu had already went out to guard, and after the Qiu mama served the two tea, he also left.

Zhuo Qingyan told him about some of the things that had happened. Of course, she didn't mention a single word about her own origins, nor did she know how to describe it for fear of scaring him.

After hearing this, Zhuo Qingfan suddenly stood up with a face full of anger. "That girl Qing Lin is really too much. And father, no matter what, she is still flesh and blood …"

"Brother, in this residence, which one do you think is more important than the career path of an official?" Zhuo Qingyan pulled him back and asked indifferently.

Zhuo Qingfan was stunned, but then he couldn't help but sigh, "Yes, he has no ability, he has no value, he can't even be compared to a beggar …"

"It's good that you understand. Perhaps you can still say a few words in front of him, but that's because you have military merits in your body and your rank is high enough. Will he look at you again? " Zhuo Qingyan pulled him down to a seat again.

Zhuo Qingfan nodded. "So, all these years, no matter how dangerous it is, I've always been at the forefront. I've always wanted to make meritorious military service, so that Third Madame can live a good life with you. But Third Aunt …" "But I didn't expect that …"

"Brother, I know about your feelings, and I know about your kindness to Little Four." Zhuo Qingyan smiled at him.

"But Little Four, this Ling Wang …" Do you really want to marry? " Zhuo Qingfan frowned at her.

Zhuo Qingyan could not help but laugh bitterly as she stood up: "I believe you've heard from your father that this is a arranged marriage, and it has an imperial edict. Even if I don't want to marry, is that okay?"

Zhuo Qingfan could not help but close his eyes. Just now, when he came back, he had a fight with his father over this matter. Of course he knew, but he was still unwilling.

Zhuo Qingyan turned around and smiled at him: "Brother, do you know who the Ling Wang is? "Can you tell me more about it?"

"Hmm?" Zhuo Qingfan did not understand.

"It's for no other reason but to be able to safely live on in the Ling Mansion. At the very least, we need to know what his taboo is, so as to not offend him again, and to not cause any trouble." Zhuo Qingyan was still smiling.

He is also a war god who belongs to our Darkhan, and is also a pilgrimage to the Young Emperor Uncle. He wears the armor of war at the age of sixteen, and for the past ten years, he has never lost, so the name of war god should not be underestimated. When mentioning the Ling Wang, no one in the world does not know about it, but a year ago, His Majesty suddenly retracted the military power held in the hands of the Ling Wang.

"Oh, it's inevitable that you will be able to achieve great merits." Zhuo Qingyan nodded slightly.

"When the Ling Wang sees people, he will wear a mask, I heard that it is during the campaign, his face was injured, and his appearance was terrifying. He was afraid of scaring people, so he used a mask to hide it, and also, after being accepted as a soldier and sent back to the capital, he has always kept a low profile, and does not like to go out. However, when he goes out, he will usually stay at night, so it is known as' Ghost Face King '." Zhuo Qingfan's eyes flashed with a look of admiration, it was clear that he admired Ling Wang a lot.

"Spirit King? Ling Wang? Who cares what king he is, if he can coexist peacefully, I really wouldn't care, he would still look like a human or a ghost! " Zhuo Qingyan raised her eyebrows again.

"Little Four, I heard that Ling Wang was a decisive person who killed and killed people, that he was also loyal to his men and took care of them." Little Four, I heard that Ling Wang was a decisive person who killed people and was also loyal to his men, that he took care of his men and took care of them. Zhuo Qingfan shook his head in regret.

Zhuo Qingyan nodded her head: "If a general treats his soldiers like his own brothers, these people will go forward bravely, go all out, fight with their lives on the line for him. An army that is so cohesive is an invincible army, and an army that has lost its commander, how can it not be sad? It feels like it has lost its backbone."

Zhuo Qingfan also nodded, "Indeed."