[Crossing] On the Three Ways

Zhang Zuoci felt complacent and uneasy.

What he is proud of is that he has finally returned to the Northeast again and is in charge of the real power. What is disturbing is that he does not have the ability to further control the three eastern provinces.

Country R's strategic retreat is just for a better comeback.

In such a mood, Zhang Zuoci welcomed Wang Yi, who was visiting at night.

This legendary idiot who grew up with his aunt's parents, the youngest son of the Wang family, stood in front of Zhang Zuoci, desolate and solemn, like green pines and cypresses, with a polite smile on his face.

"I hope the young commander-in-chief will forgive me for making a hasty visit."

Zhang Zuoci almost laughed out loud.

If such a person is a fool, who is still a normal person.

"What's the point?" Zhang Zuoci smiled gently, "Changle has a detached personality, and I hate that I met you too late."

Wang Yi smiled slightly.

He obviously just smiled, but his demeanor was so strong that even Zhang Zuoci was a man, and he looked straight at him.

"It is said that Ping Changsheng is very caring for you?" I heard that Pingyao is very kind to this cousin, so good that his cousins, sisters and uncles all stand aside, what is Wang Yi dissatisfied with?

Wang Yi smiled slightly, with a gleam in his eyes.

"Unfortunately, my surname is Wang."

How informative is this sentence.

Wang Yi is not reconciled, not reconciled to the downfall of the Wang family for a century, not reconciled to become a vassal of Pingyao.

Pingyao thought he was raising his confidants, but he didn't know that he had a white-eyed wolf by his side.

Pingyao supported Han Qi, so Wang Yi beat him.

These two people fought each other, but Zhang Zuoci was the one who got the best deal.

It was already midnight when Wang Yi came home, but their house was brightly lit, and Pingyao was sitting in the living room with a gloomy expression.

"Back?" Pingyao couldn't hold back his anger at first, but when facing Wang Yi, he softened his tone.

Wang Yi hugged him into her arms and gently stroked his stiff back.

Pingyao couldn't help trembling.

"Wang Yi." His tone was also trembling, with some uncertainty and fear, and he probably didn't realize these emotions himself.

Wang Yi hugged him even tighter.

Pingyao wrapped his arms around his waist, but also tightened his arms.

☆、Chapter 36