Poor Lady

"Young patriarch." Qi Surong got up suddenly, and because of the sudden movement, his calf hit the case and made a clanging sound. She didn't have time to care about the pain, and stepped back, staring at Ellen warily.

"What?" Yi Lun put one hand on his bent knee and poured himself a glass of wine with the other, his front neckline was wide open, revealing his strong chest muscles, his expression was lazy and dangerous, "It's not about cooperation. What are you doing? What are you doing so far?"

Qi Surong looked at him hesitantly for a moment, then took a few steps closer, and said across the table: "The documents on the table are drawn up by the next, please take a look at the young patriarch."

Elon picked up the papers on the desk and read them while drinking. There was silence in the tent, and there was a faint aroma of wine in the air.

Qi Surong waited patiently, the original tension gradually faded, and calm was restored.

Elon watched her reaction out of the corner of his eye, a flash of interest in his eyes.

"Young patriarch, are you still satisfied with this cooperation plan?" Qi Surong asked when he saw him put down the documents.

"Well, this plan is quite detailed, and I have no objection."

"So..." Before Qi Surong could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Yi Lun.

"However," he looked at her, "I have other conditions."

"Please say."

Yi Lun stood up, stared at her and said, "I want you."

"What, what?"

"I want you to stay in Boya and be in charge of my transactions with the Gu family."

Qi Surong frowned and said, "The young patriarch said before that I only need to wait until the second transaction is completed."

"I changed my mind." Yi Lun walked to Qi Surong's side, leaned over and smiled in her ear, "This is the price for you to deceive me."

"Deception?" Qi Surong was shocked, and forced himself to calm down, "When did you deceive the young patriarch?"

Yi Lun hooked a smile, suddenly hugged her from behind, forcibly lifted her chin, and said in a low voice, "Dare to pretend to be a man in a layman's business, but dare not admit the identity that I see through?"

Qi Surong's face was pale, feeling that Yi Lun's big hand was walking around her, and said angrily, "Let me go!"

She tried desperately to break free, but in vain. As if teasing a pet, Elon jokingly said, "Tell me, why did you suddenly recover your daughter's body and run out to dance last night? Do you want to compete with Aarorian, or...to attract my attention?"

"I don't know what the young patriarch is talking about!" Qi Surong stopped struggling, glared at him, and said coldly, "Please let go immediately."

Yi Lun ignored her anger and continued: "You are very smart, you deliberately chose a fool as a dance partner, not only can you block other suitors, but also use the cover of the red tent to escape. Because you know, a fool will not do anything to you. what."

Qi Surong was silent.

"Want to know how I found out?"

"..."

Yi Lun lowered his head and sniffed between her neck: "It's the aroma on your body. My sense of smell is naturally more sensitive than ordinary people. Although the aroma on your body is weak, it is unique in Boa."

A trace of remorse flashed in Qi Surong's eyes, but she didn't expect that the smell on her body revealed a flaw.

"How? Still don't admit it?" Ellen's hand slowly moved up and stopped on her chest.

Qi Surong immediately stretched out her hand to protect her chest and asked nervously, "What do you want to do?"

Yi Lun turned her around, held her face, glanced at her eyebrows one by one, and asked, "What's your real name?"

"Zhuofan."

"Zhuofan, change back to women's clothes and show me." Yi Lun raised his hand to untie her tresses, picked up a wisp of her hair and smelled it.

Qi Surong said indifferently: "Young patriarch, please raise your hand and let me go. The caravan people don't know about my disguise as a man. Once they find out, I'm afraid I will no longer be able to convince the public, and I will even be expelled by the Gu family. ."

"If you are expelled, I will take you in."

"Even if the cooperation is abolished, the young patriarch doesn't care?"

Yi Lun narrowed his eyes, pondered for a while, and said, "No one else knows your identity?"

Qi Surong nodded.

"Oh, are they all blind? Get along with you day and night without the slightest suspicion?"

"Maybe, but my ability is enough to put an end to their suspicions."

"Hahaha..." Yi Lun laughed and praised, "You do have the courage not to lose to men."

"Award."

A fiery light flashed in Yi Lun's eyes, and he let go of her and said: "Zhuofan, stay in Boya, be my woman, I will not force you to become a woman, you can still do business, but you cannot leave my sphere of influence. ."

"To be your woman? The young patriarch made this decision without even asking if I was married?"

Yi Lun sneered: "If you are married, how can your husband let you show your face? Even if he allows you to do business, how can he rest assured that you will travel alone without even a guard?"

"I'm afraid I will disappoint the young patriarch. I have indeed married a woman."

"Oh?" Yi Lun raised his eyebrows, grabbed her hand suddenly, and pulled up her sleeves—there was no Shougongsha.

There was a glint of displeasure in his eyes, and his fingers ran across her smooth skin.

"Let go! Isn't it rude for the young patriarch to act like this?" A trace of embarrassment flashed on Qi Surong's face.

"We don't have so many etiquettes in the Central Plains. It's only right and proper to ask and show love to the person we like." Even so, Yi Lun let go, "Zhuofan, men in Boya have always been strong. I will hesitate. What if you are married? If you enter my Boya territory, you are my Boya people. If your husband has the guts, he can come to Boya to compete with me. Boya people talk about heroes with strength. , if he wins, I will send you back. But..." Yi Lun said with a deep smile, "I'm afraid that the men in the Central Plains are not so generous and can tolerate his wife's uncleanness."

"You!" Qi Surong glared angrily, gaining a new understanding of Boya's open customs.

"Okay, you go down first." Ellen laughed, "I'll give you three days to think about it. No matter what the outcome is, you'll have to sleep in my bed on the fourth night."

Qi Surong was stabbed in the throat, turned around and walked out, and suddenly stopped before the curtain. Her hair is disheveled at the moment, and it is really not suitable for her to appear in front of people. As a last resort, she could only make her hair on the spot.

The two scorching gazes behind him were like thorns, and Qi Surong tried to ignore them and quickly made a good hair. Just as she was about to leave this place that made her feel so depressed, she felt a force pulling her back, and she was in a trance, a strange breath penetrated her nose, her lips were plundered, and before she could exclaim, a warm Tongue will drive straight in.

Qi Surong was frightened and angry, and quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist, and rammed the hilt towards Yi Lun's jaw with his backhand.

Yi Lun tilted his head to avoid, pinched her wrist, folded her knife-handling hand behind her with one hand, pinched the back of her neck with the other, pressed her towards him, and lowered her head to cover her lips again.

"Well..." Qi Surong kept struggling, staring angrily into Yi Lun's eyes.

Yi Lun stared at her red lips that opened and closed slightly, and said hoarsely: "If you move around again, don't blame me for doing it for you now."

Qi Surong stopped moving, her cheeks flushed with shame and anger, and the slightly upturned corners of her eyes showed a bit of charm.

Yi Lun's eyes were dark, her tongue slowly slipped across her lips, Qi Surong tilted her head, the wet and hot touch landed on her ear, and there was a sudden tingling, and her earlobe was bitten. The lower body of the two of them fit tightly, and Yi Lun pushed it on purpose, and Qi Surong's face immediately turned pale.

"Enough is enough!" Qi Surong pushed hard, but she didn't expect Yi Lun to let go of her hand this time. She staggered suddenly and almost fell. Before he could stabilize his body, Qi Surong quickly escaped from the tent.

Elon stroked his lips and smiled aftertaste.

"Master Zhuo, what's wrong with you?" A servant saw Qi Surong's face coming back with an ugly face and asked, "Is that young patriarch embarrassing you?"

"No." Qi Surong said coldly, "You go out first, I'm tired and want to rest for a while."

The servant backed out, Qi Surong picked up the kettle and kept rinsing his lips. Having lived two lives, many things have actually been underestimated. Compared with vanity, pride, and fame, the safety of the people you value is more worthy of protection. But just now, when I reunited with my husband, this kind of change happened again, which made people upset.

What can you do in three days? Qi Surong walked back and forth in the tent, frowning.

"Master Zhuo, Dr. Tut sent someone to deliver medicine." A servant's voice came from outside the tent.

Qi Surong's heart moved, and she replied, "Come in."

The curtain was lifted, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Jinyun! Qi Surong suppressed the joy in her heart, waved away her servants, and asked, "Mo Tuo, is this medicine newly made by Doctor Tut?"

Jin Yun nodded, walked to Qi Surong's side, squatted down and put down the tray, then raised his head to stare at her, as if there were endless emotions in his eyes.

Qi Surong knelt down and sat down, reaching out to hold his face, her eyes reddened.

Jin Yun whispered in her ear, "Don't cry."

Qi Surong closed her eyes, held back her tears, and leaned her head on his shoulder.

"Why did you come to the Western Regions?" Jin Yun asked in a low voice.

"Looking for you."

These two simple words made Jin Yun's worries and annoyance instantly turn into pity and emotion. His wife, for two years, has never given up looking for him, even risking her own life, she doesn't have the slightest disgust when she sees his stupid appearance. With such deep affection, how could he resist not recognizing her? Even if he knew it was dangerous, he would hug her tightly, kiss her, love her and cherish her.

The two kissed silently, as if to vent their two-year separation and longing.

"The current situation is very dangerous." Jin Yun moved his lips slightly and whispered, "The various tribes in the Western Regions are conspiring to invade the important, and several major tribes are about to join forces."

Qi Surong asked, "Do you stay in the Western Regions just to investigate this matter?"

"Yes." Jin Yun said, "Two years ago, I was seriously injured. It took me a full year to recover, and I was sometimes sober and sometimes in a trance, and I was always regarded as a fool. Fortunately, Dr. He cured me completely. Later, I accidentally discovered the change in the Western Regions, so luckily, I pretended to be stupid and investigated secretly. "

It's no wonder that Jin Yun hasn't passed the news to his family for two years. It turns out that he has only recovered in recent months.

"How was your investigation?" Qi Surong asked again.

"I have investigated all the alliance tribes, but only Boya is left." Jin Yun said solemnly, "If Qingying successfully unites with Boya, the time for them to invade the Central Plains is ripe."

Qi Surong was overjoyed, but she did not expect that the task assigned by the emperor was actually completed by Jin Yun. Maybe this is the fixed number in the dark? After returning from rebirth, many things have deviated from the original trajectory and went to another fork in the road.

The difficulties she and Jinyun are facing now are to destroy the alliance between Boya and Qingying, to make Yi Lun lose interest in her, and to escape Boya safely.