After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

I opened my oil-paper umbrella and walked into the misty autumn rain. Before I had gone far, the black boots and brocade robe on my feet were blown by the sea breeze and became stained with moisture and mud.

The exposed skin was soaked by the moisture from the seaside. Xun Lan simply put away the oil-paper umbrella and raised his head to absorb the autumn in the east.

The East Territory is indeed very different from Luoan, which is dry all year round.

Xun Lan loved Luo'an's spotless nature, and he also loved the drizzle and mud in the eastern border in early autumn. If he was lucky in the future, he would be able to quietly enjoy a violent wind that would force all those outside back into their homes.

He was not in a hurry to find Han Zhou. If Han Zhou did not meet his expectations, he would not leave with him even if he found him.

Passing by the medicine furnace, Xun Lan could imagine the day when Chen Luo arrived at the border, and the bright joy that Han Shu felt because the people and soldiers in the Eastern Border were rescued.

Passing by the martial arts arena, Xun Lan could imagine the pride in Han Shu's eyes when Han Zhou challenged all the generals of the Tiger Army with a silver spear and established his prestige.

Climbing up the embankment and looking at the endless coastline, Xun Lan could still remember Han Shu leading his troops to confront the bandits for several months on fishing boats, and finally returning victoriously with the morning glow and sea breeze all over the sky.

Walking along the embankment for a long distance, a fiery red cloak was blown into Xun Lan's eyes by the sea breeze. The young general in the fiery red cloak was holding the dry grass he picked up from the ground in his mouth, standing under a small hill of pebbles and looking into the distance.

Xun Lan was not very familiar with Han Zhou, but he had met Han Zhou several times because Xun Zhan always liked to bully Han Zhou.

But most of the time when they met, he would apologize to Han Zhou on behalf of Xun Zhan. Han Zhou was also very easy to coax. A string of candied haws or a handful of pine nut candies could make him say forgiveness.

We walked down the embankment and crossed the cobblestone slope to arrive at Hanzhou.

Xun Lan, who usually keeps himself spotless, looks extremely embarrassed today, but also extremely comfortable.

She opened the oil-paper umbrella in her hand to cover the two wet men.

It seems a bit unnecessary. Maybe if we block a little more sea breeze, we can suffer less from the cold.

When the oil-paper umbrella passed over Han Zhou's head, Han Zhou glanced at Xun Lan and bowed respectfully to him: "It is my fault that I caused Lord Xun to come here in person."

Han Zhou also knew that it must not be easy for Xun Lan to work under Xia Ling.

But he would not go back to the Divine Capital with Xun Lan directly just because it was difficult.

"I won't rush you. I'll wait with you."

Han Zhou looked at Xun Lan for a while longer: "Xun Zhan told you everything?"

Xun Lan wanted to deny it, but nodded.

No one knew the secret between him and Han Shu, and this feeling made him secretly happy.

Without saying anything else, Xun Lan tilted the umbrella towards Han Zhou again.

Although a frail scholar like him seemed to need the umbrella more now, he just wanted to provide more coverage for Han Zhou.

Closing his eyes, Xun Lan imitated Han Shu, intending to do his best to protect Han Shu's younger brother from the storms of life.

The autumn rain stopped slowly, and the azure blue of the sky was so bright that it seemed unworthy of this rotten dynasty.

A familiar yet unfamiliar light was brought to Han Zhou's eyes by the waves.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he ran towards the soft sand, spear in hand.

Without taking off his soaked boots, Han Zhou walked against the waves towards the light.

Picking up the tightly sealed glass bottle, the light in Han Zhou's eyes spread to the corners of his mouth and turned into a smile of peace of mind.

In order to prevent the news from leaking out, there was naturally nothing in the glass bottle, but since the glass bottle could be blown in front of Han Zhou, it naturally brought about the ending that Han Zhou was waiting for.

Using human power to act as spies to deliver messages across the ocean would be nothing short of a fantasy.

In order to deliver the message, Yang Huai, who had personally sailed out to sea and seen the flow of the ocean, prepared a full 500 glass bottles for Han Zhou according to Xie Nanxing's instructions.

Xun Lan shook off the mud that could not be removed from his body and stood in the sea with Han Zhou.

He knew the time had come.

"General Xiao Han, King Ling has come personally with a gold medal to summon you back to the capital to discuss the matter of defeating the Japanese."

Han Zhou hid the glass bottle in his arms, held the silver spear in one hand, and carried Xun Lan up to the embankment in the other.

"Okay, please lead the way, Master Xun."

Han Zhou was quite open-minded. East Japan might have been conquered by his sister, and the national hatred and family feud had already been avenged. Although he wanted to live, he was not afraid of death, let alone facing Xia Ling.

Xun Lan held Han Zhou's wrist with his backhand and said in a way that was beyond the normal intimacy between the two of them: "Ah Zhou, don't be afraid."

Whether in the Divine Capital or in the Eastern Territory, do not be afraid.

Xun Lan was friendly and Han Zhou smiled back: "I'm not afraid. I'm already a man who can stand tall and proud."

"Yes."

Touching the glass bottle on his chest, Han Zhou placed it in Xun Lan's hand: "Master Xun, if I return to Shendu and am taken directly to the palace, can you help me send this glass bottle to my father?"

Han Zhou returned to the capital of gods. He would be skinned alive if he didn't die. Han Zhou understood this ending, and a scheming person like Xun Lan understood it even better.

His white fingertips trembled a little, but he finally took the glass bottle: "I'll keep it for you, and I'll give it to you when I return to the capital."

"Huh." Han Zhou laughed for a while and then said, "I secretly saw you in my sister's letters, but my sister doesn't know."

It was also wonderful to have someone suddenly know the secret that I had been hiding secretly: "Since it's a secret, I should keep it a secret, understand?"

"I know, I keep my mouth shut."

After looking Xun Lan up and down for a while, Han Zhou showed some hostility: "If I can't protect my sister, can you protect my sister?"

"General Han is such a heroine, there must be many people in this world who want to protect him."

A woman's reputation is important, but Xun Lan is in no position to make any promises now.

"Oh." Han Zhou was not very disappointed. He just silently verified some thoughts in his mind.

Turning his head to look at Xun Lan, Han Zhou asked again: "Master Xun, if, I mean if something goes wrong for me, can you take care of my father for me?"

"It won't take long. Just wait until my sister comes back."

This time, Xun Lan did not refuse, and gave Han Zhou a more resolute heart: "Okay."

"Azhou, don't be afraid, everyone will protect you."

"Okay, I'm not afraid."

Han Zhou knew, however, that there was no such thing as everyone.

If the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die.

Fortunately, his elder sister completely defeated the Eastern Japanese, and the descendants of the people in the Eastern Territory will be free from harassment by foreign races for thousands of years.

If they are lucky and live to see the day when the master of Dingxi County comes to power, they will be able to have enough food and clothing and live a good life for decades.