Jun Han glanced at the boy with joy indifferently, smiled lightly and said, "Really."

After a long talk this night, Jun Han finally had to admit that he had some minor changes in his heart towards this child.

In fact, it is not harmful to raise a little boy as well as him.

Jun Han looked at the waning moon covered with a veil in the distance by a thin cloud, and sighed, "I can teach you whatever you want, whether it is the method of military management, or these magical and martial arts, as long as you can learn it..."

As long as he can learn, he will become the heir to the Iron Army and Canghai Pavilion, which is no less valuable than squeezing the ghost star soul in his body.

Although those strange forces outside the four realms are very dangerous, the most critical thing in the world is the method of balance. As long as you can find the key points of checks and balances, it is not a difficult problem to solve...

The bell at the third update had already ringed, and the night sky had reached its darkest moment.

Yi Chen chased after him and tried his best to finish the jar of wine. He completely turned himself into an unconscious little drunk cat, and was finally carried off by his adoptive father.

After all, he is still a young man with a tender skin and needs to be "cleaned up".

Jun Han carried Yi Chen back to his house with great responsibility, and reluctantly put him back on the couch, untied his clothes and tucked his quilt - although it was still a little disgusting.

After settled down Yi Chen and chased him, Jun Han quietly left his room, but just closed the door and saw a thief tying his little head at the entrance of the corner of the corridor, looking at it, it was Li Yue who was secretly looking at it.

Jun Han suddenly looked over and was shocked to her and almost ran away.

This girl is like a kitten, and she is also a timid and shy cat.

Jun Han was in a bad mood, so it would be better to see her again.

Li Yue probably planned to wait for the marshal to leave before secretly searching for Yi Chen, so she hid in the corner and did not dare to speak, but she did not expect that the marshal would actually come over in person.

"Yuan, Marshal..." Li Yue was about halfway through sleep and heard the movement and got up again, wearing only the middle clothes.

Jun Han smiled softly and fell down, looking at her, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Li Yue was covered with silver hair that was exactly the same as Jun Han, which was as delicate and charming as Jun Han. Her glass-like eyes set off the moonlight in the dark night, and she was still gloomy.

"Sleep..." She quietly moved away the little eyes that were hiding the elf. She had obviously been caught here by the marshal, but she seemed to want to lay evidence of the crime.

Jun Han rarely had such soft eyes. After looking at her for a long time, he didn't mean to blame her. After looking at her for a while, he felt pleasing to the eye. Then he reached out and pinched her little face gently, and smiled and said, "It's getting late, go and rest quickly."

Li Yue's eyebrows and eyes are quite charming, gentle and beautiful. Although she has not grown up yet, she already has a beautiful shadow that will be charming in the future.

The Marshal rarely put down his vigilance. When he became soft, he finally relaxed a little while Li Yue, who had always been timid, then smiled at him and went back to the house obediently.

After watching her enter the house obediently, Jun Han walked out of the courtyard where Yi Chen chased him alone.

As the third update was about to pass, it was as late as the night, but the lights were still on ink in the house where Li Tianxiao were placed, and the door was half-closed.

Anyway, Jun Han was not tired tonight, so he simply took a look, but as soon as he approached the door, he saw Lianyin's figure inside through the half-closed crack.

Lianyin was dressed neatly but took off her hair and hair, so she thought she would have gotten up halfway through sleep.

Jun Han gently pushed the door, but Lianyin was exploring his veins carefully, not ignoring his movements.

"Cough cough..." Jun Han clenched his right hand and coughed lightly twice before Lianyin was slightly shocked and looked back.

Seeing Jun Han cold standing by the door, Lianyin gently put Li Tianxiao's hand back into the quilt, got up and held the lamp to face Jun Han out of the house, and blocked him out of the door.

"There are people in the house who can take care of him." Jun Han said in a cool tone, but Lianyin didn't rush to pay attention to him. He closed the door of the house gently before whispering: "His spiritual vein was injured by Guixing. His spiritual power had fluctuated slightly just now, so I came to take a look."

Jun Han looked at her faintly, "This little thing shouldn't be dead."

This white wolf has never had the habit of dealing with his own injuries. In the past, when he was in Xuntian, Lianyin took care of him every day and was a little conscious. Now, after many years of savage growth, he has fallen to the horizon again.

But it’s also a good thing that he is born with strong bone veins and hasn’t ruined himself to death over the years.

"The wounds of the spiritual vein are quite serious, and in addition to this new injury, he also has some old injuries that have not been healed. The marshal does not have the habit of hiring a doctor. How can they take care of the servants alone?"

"..." Jun Han moved his eyes away with disdain, "Who knows that the body of cultivating immortals is so weak."

Lianyin pinched his arm, and the wolf didn't hide or be timid, letting her pinch it without feeling any pain.

There was no way, so he had to compromise unwillingly, "Okay, isn't you just want to find a doctor for him? I'll ask someone to come to the famous doctor in the capital tomorrow."

"How can ordinary doctors treat the wounds of spiritual veins? Besides, aren't you afraid that there are too many people who know about this ghost star?"

Jun Han looked at her with a look of difficulty, but Lianyin slightly distorted his gaze and said, "You didn't want too many people to know about the matter in Jiuding Mountain, right?"

Lianyin pointed out the little thoughts in Jun Han's heart that were difficult to detect. The tough wild wolf suddenly felt as if he had been pinched down, and his whole body was much more smooth.

"I just don't want to have some trouble for the time being..."

Lianyin was gentle and kind, so she no longer pointed out his pitiful last disguise, but held up his wrist and inexplicably grasped his pulse.

Jun Han was probably a little guilty, so he subconsciously wanted to pull his hands, but he didn't expect Lianyin, who had always been weak, was quite good at using skill. The hand holding his forearm cleverly locked his muscles and told him not to escape.

"The pulse is unstable, the spiritual breath is weak, the body is depressed, and the injury has not healed. I dared to drink so much wine just now. Now the third day has passed, and I will go to court again in two hours. Does the Marshal think that his body is too straightforward?"

"..." Jun Han couldn't argue, so he could only pull his hand back calmly, naturally retreated behind him, and said calmly with one side in his mind, "Don't care about small matters."

Lianyin has never liked to argue, so she didn't care about him, so she turned a blind eye and said, "Why don't you go and rest quickly?"

Jun Han didn't move immediately, "Where are you?"

Qingfeng ran past the corridor, Lianyin raised her hand to protect the Douxing Candle Fire that was at risk of falling, and there was a sly look in her eyes, "When will you know you have recovered from your injury and come and take care of me."

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The morning bell rang at the fifth hour, and the dawn scattered in the sky. The Marshal never slept for a night. He drank two jars of wine and remained awake all night. He lay on the bed and thought about it all night without tiring his clothes.

From the "Prince Zhuyue" to the rotten bones of the zombies, I also remembered that Shu Ling would return to Beijing in a few days, and then all the clues would be unified and I would be busy for a while.

The King of Northern Yan committed suicide in the dungeon of the Ministry of Justice. When he died, he wrote a blood book that sprinkled hundreds of words on the prison wall, which almost revealed all the shortcomings of the current reign of His Majesty. After that, he hit the blood book and killed him head-on. This incident caused a great blow to the little emperor. Recently, he has been in court for a while. This matter is not within the jurisdiction of Jun Han. Anyway, for the marshal, it doesn't matter who sits in that position.

The thoughts circled around and finally fell on his son.

Mr. Zhang left, and he had to settle this little boy again. There was no suitable candidate in Canghai Pavilion. Bailiyun was okay in teaching the mind and spiritual skills. If he really asked him to teach culture, he would have to be twisted into a crooked tree...

Even if the marshal was killed, he would never have thought that he would have to worry about his son one day...

Just a moment after the morning bell rang, the marshal got up again with energy, changed his court clothes and prepared to go to court, but as soon as he pushed open the door, a little maid brought a bowl of deep-colored soup, and trembled to Jun Han, saying, "Husband, let the marshal drink the quelling soup before going out."

"..." Jun Han looked at the never-needed thing in front of him. He wanted to refuse and say "I'm not drunk", but then he thought about it. Lianyin had been hanging up for so long and finally accepted the identity of "Madam Marshal" to give him some concern. It's not easy to lose and regain, so be honest.

So the marshal raised the bowl and drank it without saying a word, but he noticed something was wrong as soon as he got in his mouth - could this heinous thing be a slaughter soup?!

Jun Han's original generous movement suddenly stopped, but he still tried hard to squeeze the outrageous ghost thing in one breath.

After finally swallowing the last bite, Jun Han couldn't hold it for a moment and put the medicine bowl back on the little maid's desk. He still waved his hand without saying a word and told her to leave quickly.

The rich smell of medicine kept disgusting in his throat for a long time. He stood in front of the door with a desperate look on his face, and pinched his eyebrows in annoyance and helplessness.

This woman was fooled by her and drank the first bowl of medicine since she left the mountain gate...

In order to fool his wolf nose, Lianyin didn't know what kind of spiritual tricks he had touched with the medicine, so she bullied Jun Han to be unable to tell the weakness of spiritual breath. It was really too much!

The Marshal was filled with resentment by a bowl of bitter medicine in the morning, and walked into the palace city with a cold silence. It seemed as if it had brought back the snow of the cold winter, which made people discourage it.

"Master Marshal!"

The palace walls and alleys are long and spacious, and any sound is easily amplified.

However, Jun Han didn't hear it.

The poor Prime Minister, who was not favored by the years, could not stop calling Jun Han, so he could only chase after him with his old arms and legs.

"marshal!"

This time, Jun Han finally heard it, and looked back at it. He happened to see the Prime Minister standing up in anger, resting not far away with his knees.

Sometimes I really envy this white wolf's tenacious body...
Chapter completed!