Han Lang and Lu Qinglin chatted a lot again.

However, from the beginning to the end, Lu Qinglin did not mention any words about the Dongtu Army's argument for Dongyang, and Han Lang did not ask about it.

It was not until the moon reached the middle of the sky that a few pots of old wine were drunk and the guests and hosts were in full swing, that Han Lang stood up and said goodbye and left Nanshan Mansion.

On the wolf jeep, the silver fox said: "Wolf Suit, when you were drinking with Prince Lin, Sun Haifeng, the governor of Sanjiang Province, and Lao Yao from Longhua Group, all of them called."

"Is there anything wrong?" Han Lang asked.

The silver fox shook his head: "There should be no urgent matter. Now they should all be waiting for you in the Sanjiang Governor's Office."

Han Lang nodded: "Go to the Governor's Mansion."

When Han Lang came to the Sanjiang Provincial Governor's Office, it was already late at night.

Sun Haifeng, Chen Juncheng, Lao Yao, Dong Yao and Yun Sirui were all there.

Seeing Han Lang coming in, the five of them immediately bowed to pay their respects at the same time.

Han Lang waved his hand lightly, sat directly on the sofa and said, "Don't give me a gift, talk about it."

The five people looked at each other, and finally the old demon said, "Governor Sun got the news today that the third prince, Prince Lin, came to Bincheng..."

Han Lang nodded: "I just came back from his headquarters."

Hearing this, the five of them all breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.

In fact, what they were worried about was nothing else, but they were afraid that Han Lang would kill Prince Lin as he had treated the imperial envoy Ma Sen before!

Now, in the hearts of the five of them, Han Lang has already been like a god-blocking and killing god. If Prince Lin also died at Han Lang's hands, then the five of them must be prepared to fight with the Dongtu Army and the imperial army at the same time, and be confiscated and exterminated!

The old demon smiled and said, "Mr. Lang, is this Prince Lin here to persuade the peace? He promised to persuade the Dongtu Army to advocate Dongyang and withdraw the troops?"

Han Lang curled his lips and shook his head: "He didn't say anything."

Sun Haifeng frowned and said, "When the East Tu War Zone, 300,000 troops are coming to Sanjiang, the court will never sit idly by. If Prince Lin doesn't say this, is he trying to lean towards the East Tu military leader and make Mr. Han bow his head?"

"Won't."

Han Lang said lightly: "And Zhang Dongyang will definitely withdraw his troops."

"What does Mr. Han mean?" Sun Haifeng asked in a daze.

Han Lang stood up and walked out the door and said slowly: "Because this is Zhang Dongyang's last chance, and Lu Qinglin also said that I am... half a hero."

Half a...hero?!

After Han Lang left, Sun Haifeng and the other five looked at each other in a daze. However, since Mr. Wolf personally said that Zhang Dongyang would definitely withdraw his troops, then Zhang Dongyang would definitely withdraw his troops.

This is also the reason why Han Lang came to the Governor's Office in person, so that the five of them could feel at ease.

Langyunju, manor.

When Han Lang returned to his newly built home, it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

At this time, there were still dim lights in the living room.

Under the lamp, Zhao Xiaoxian leaned on the soft sofa and was already asleep. From her sleeping position, it can be seen that she actually didn't want to sleep, but was just too tired to continue to wait.

Han Lang stood quietly in front of Zhao Xiaoxian, and after a moment of silence, he took off his coat, covered the graceful girl, and turned around and walked upstairs.

And at this moment, Zhao Xiaoxian, who had not fallen asleep deeply, had already woken up.

In the hazy state, she saw Han Lang's back and whispered: "Brother Han Lang? Is it you?"

Han Langdon stopped and turned around: "It's me, you slept soundly, so you didn't disturb you."

Zhao Xiaoxian rubbed her eyes hard, cheered up and said with a smile: "Sorry, I'm actually waiting for you."

"I know." Han Lang turned around, returned to the living room, and sat on the sofa opposite Zhao Xiaoxian.

When he saw that Zhao Xiaoxian's face still had a strong sense of fatigue, Han Lang couldn't help but curl up his lips: "If you have something to do, just call me, there's no need to do this."

"It's different. I want to talk to Han Lang in person..." Zhao Xiaoxian smiled, but even though she had thought about the words countless times, when facing Han Lang, she still found that she didn't know how to speak.

Han Lang laughed too.

He did not make Zhao Xiaoxian embarrassed and said directly: "You are a good girl. You should not be shackled by anyone or anything. You should give yourself a chance to see the broader world and meet more people."

Zhao Xiaoxian nodded gently, and Han Lang's words finally made her brave enough and said, "But... I know, I have met the best person, from the beginning, from the first time you fought for me and were injured because of me."

Speaking of this, a warm smile appeared on Zhao Xiaoxian's beautiful and pure face, as if she recalled every little thing she had when she was a child, and everything was so simple and beautiful.

"At that time, maybe because of my inferiority complex, or because I felt ashamed of my precocious thoughts, I never dared to tell you, just stick to you, follow you, imitate you, and secretly miss you when I can't sleep late at night."

Zhao Xiaoxian said quietly, all of which were hidden deepest in her heart. She had never said it to anyone, but she had rippled in her heart countless times.

Han Lang did not interrupt her, but also listened quietly.

Over the years, he has seen too many separations of life and death, and his heart has long been like iron stone, except for the people closest to him. Zhao Xiaoxian is one of them.

"When I knew that you were with my sister-in-law, I was angry, disappointed, and even ridiculously thought about suicide... But in the end, I still didn't tell you anything. Maybe Han Lang Ge could have noticed it, right? During that time, I caused more trouble, and the injuries you suffered were getting worse and worse..."

Hearing these words, Han Lang smiled: "I know, at that time, you took the initiative to provoke others."

Zhao Xiaoxian nodded: "Yes! I've been deliberately provoking them and then asking you to protect me. And you, no matter whether I'm wrong or not, will stand in front of me until you are covered in scars until your opponent is scared..."

"The more you get hurt, the sadder I cry, because I know that it's all my fault... but I still can't help but continue to cause trouble. Maybe I like the feeling of watching you stand in front of me and protecting me."

"I really like the feeling of standing behind you and looking at your back... Brother Han Lang, do you know? When I saw you standing in front of me for ten years after leaving, I was so excited that I was so excited! I even thought I was dreaming, a wonderful dream that I didn't even dare to think about!"

Zhao Xiaoxian was smiling, but her eyes were filled with crystal tears. She sucked her nose and looked at Han Lang: "I think I'll keep dreaming like this, is it okay?"

"Of course, I'm your brother."

Han Lang stood up with a smile, gently rubbed Zhao Xiaoxian's hair, turned around and walked towards the stairs: "It's getting late, go back to the room and have a good rest."

Zhao Xiaoxian stared at Han Lang's back in a daze, and suddenly said in a trembling voice: "But, but I don't want to be your sister..."

Han Lang paused, but did not look back, but smiled faintly: "I will pay back what I owe. What I promised will not change."

When Han Lang walked upstairs and came outside the bedroom door, he heard a low sob.

The bedroom door was so blank that he couldn't tell whether the sound came from the bedroom or downstairs in a trance.
Chapter completed!