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It was late at night when the banquet finally ended.

After all the generals had left, Feng Wei also left the banquet drunk.

Feng Ning Yan slightly narrowed her eyes, her hands supporting herself on the table. Her head was also crooked, and she was already feeling a little tired.

Under the candlelight, her cheeks were flushed red, her complexion was fresh, and she seemed to be drunk yet not drunk. The faint fragrance was like orchids, and her slightly opened red lips were even more alluring.

Shen Ling definitely wouldn't sit by the table. After scrutinizing her for a moment, he stroked her beautiful face and asked, "Why, are you drunk from just a little drink today?"

Back at the prince's mansion, the two of them drank together with wine jars in their arms. If they didn't throw a few jars, they wouldn't be satisfied.

Hearing his teasing, Feng Ning Yan slightly opened her eyes. Her gaze was like smoke as she lightly snorted: "I definitely drink more than you do. After all, everyone is toasting me. "Hurry up and carry me back to the military tent …"

After saying that, Feng Ning Yan grabbed Shen Ling Jue's collar and crawled across the table towards him.

He had indeed lost his composure from the drunkenness. Fortunately, the high-ranking officers had all left long ago. Even Jing Qi was standing guard outside.

Shen Ling Jue secretly thought that it was funny. He embraced her slender waist and pulled her into his embrace, "Are you blaming me for not holding back on the alcohol, or are you pretending to be crazy because of the alcohol, for me to carry you?"

Feng Ning Yan giggled. Her two arms gently wrapped around his neck. With her eyes half open, she laughed and said:

"I don't need you to cover for me for the alcohol. Do you care if I'm really drunk or just faking it? How long has it been since you last carried me? Do you really need me, the dignified Young Marshal of the Southern Ning Army, to say 'Hubby, I want you to carry me'? "

This girl, she was telling the truth when she was drunk.

Shen Ling Jue laughed until he was dry. He carried her and said lovingly, "En, I'll just take it as you said."

When they returned to the tent, there was ginger soup and clear water. Feng Ning Yan drank a few cups of water and leaned on the bed rail, gradually waking up.

She rubbed her eyes and saw Jing Qi standing at the door, handing Shen Lingjue a one-foot long box. She wanted to stand up and see what it was, but her legs were a little weak.

Shen Ling Jue took the box, and Jing Qi gave him a meaningful glance as he immediately turned around and walked out of the tent.

Feng Ning Yan sat by the side of the bed. She tidied up her messy war robe and curiously looked at the box. "This wooden box is so exquisite, what kind of precious treasure is inside?"

Shen Ling Jue smiled and placed the box on the bed. He then turned around and pulled Feng Ning Yan's body over and said, "Come, take off your armor."

When Feng Ning Yan heard this, two red clouds immediately flew up on her cheeks. She subconsciously gripped her collar tightly as she glared at Shen Ling Jue.

"Take off your clothes?"

Prince, you are in too much of a hurry! I haven't taken a bath yet!

Unexpectedly, her drunkenness had not yet subsided, and her eyes were like a pool of autumn water. Her glare was also quite weak. On the contrary, it carried half a pout, causing people to have even more wild thoughts.

Seeing her reaction, Shen Lingjue was quite interested. Just by thinking about it, he knew that her thoughts were off the mark.

He could not help but laugh and did not explain. Instead, he stretched out his arm to hug Feng Ning Yan, as he affectionately undid her belt.

"What are you afraid of?" His deep voice was close to her ear, and his warm breath was trembling beside it. "There's no one inside the tent, so why should my wife and I undress?

He teased her deliberately.

"I... "I can do it myself, who needs your help …"

Feng Ning Yan was just about to be stubborn, but her heart was inexplicably heated. The alcohol and emotion combined together made her hands soft, so how could she take off her armor on her own?

Shen Ling Jue hugged her even more tightly, his ears and temples rubbing together. These few days, his unforgettable longing had surged like a tide and was uncontrollable.

Feng Ning Yan was unable to break free from Shen Ling Jue's embrace, so she could only let him remove the armor on her.

His body temperature could already be clearly felt through his clothes.

Her heart was beating like a little deer.

At this time, Shen Ling Jue turned around, opened the box on the table, and took out a golden silkmail. He placed it in front of Feng Ning Yan and said, "Come, wear this."

Feng Ning Yan was startled. She looked down to see, so Shen Ling Jue wanted her to take off her armor, was it for the sake of wearing this gold threaded vest?

At this moment, thinking of his shy thoughts just now, he realized that he had been wrong from the start!

Shen Ling Jue didn't even bother to explain himself and even dubiously took off her armor and robe. Obviously, he was purposely looking at her making a fool of herself!

She turned her head and gave him a hard look, too ashamed to show her face.

Shen Ling Jue was well aware of the situation, but he had an innocent expression on his face: "My wife, you're not happy about such a treasure? "I was worried that my wife would be injured on the battlefield, so I specifically wrote a letter home a few days ago. I asked Senior Xu to take out this piece of treasured robe from the Thousand Blessings Pavilion and have Jingqi bring it to you."

However, Jing Que and the personal guards of King Yu's Mansion had come to the Southern Ning Army and met with the tragedy of the Green Plum Guild.

After returning to the military camp, rumors flew everywhere. Shen You Huang forced Feng Ning Yan to make peace, and then there was a war in the Southern Yong Pass, so Shen Ling Jue didn't have the chance to give her this Gold Threaded Armor.

Feng Ning Yan stared blankly at the golden armor, her heart aching, a sweet and sweet feeling, she couldn't help but pull the golden silkmail from his hands and tightly hugged it, her mouth still not willing to give in: "It's too much trouble, how could I be so easily injured …"

The golden silkmail felt slightly cold, but she quickly warmed it up.

When she thought about how Shen Ling Jue vomited blood due to his internal injuries while he was away, and how he endured his injuries while silently protecting her the entire time, she felt extremely regretful.

She turned around and leaned against his chest, trying her best to force out a smile. With a trembling voice, she said, "In the past, I was always unrepentant. "But …"

"But who knew that the two of us were destined to be entangled with each other for all eternity …" Shen Ling Jue murmured as he held her in his arms.

"For all eternity? "Isn't that so …" In front of Feng Ning Yan's eyes, the scene of her previous life's relationship with Shen Ling Jue having been framed, with tears flowing down her face unknowingly.

The cause of her downfall was already decided. In her previous life, she owed him her life and owed him a lifetime of infatuation. It was impossible for her to repay him in any way, so she would naturally continue to be entangled with him for all of her life.

"Yan'Er …" I'm probably used to you holding me like a pillow at night. Without you, I'm more awake at night than during the day. Do you know the pain? "

Shen Ling Jue spoke with sorrow: "You know that I am not drunk, but you know the pain of being drunk. "It's even harder than ascending to heaven to get drunk and force yourself not to think about you …"

Feng Ning Yan's tears fell like rain. "Who said I don't know …"

Shen Ling Jue held her tightly, rubbing her back, wanting to rub her into his body.

"Since they are husband and wife, they should share the same boat in both rain and wind. "Promise me that from now on, you're not allowed to mention 'Li He' ever again …"

"I'm sorry …"

Feng Ning Yan tightly held onto Shen Ling Jue's lapel, forcefully forcing out those words, but couldn't make a sound.

Shen Ling Jue held her face in pain, and wiped away her tears with his fingertips: "Silly girl, what are you crying for now? Aren't we together now? That night, you had already shed enough tears. Since I'm already back, from now on you can only laugh and not cry. "