Quick Travel: Samsara Boss and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Wife

Chapter 208: Bamboo Horse and Bamboo Horse (Ancient Edition 5)

"Young master, this second young master is too bullying. You kindly gave him a gift, but he didn't even let you in!" The young man was filled with indignation and complained on behalf of his master, as if Rong Li had been wronged.

But he didn't see the coldness in his master's eyes, and the gift he held in his hand was just a fancy dagger.

Seems useless.

Moreover, the Rouran clan is good at fighting, and their horse-riding and archery skills are unmatched by ordinary people. They are all uncivilized savages.Every time I fought with them, I suffered heavy losses, and even my father was very afraid of them.

So what if Rong Yuan goes?

A man who has never even killed anyone would be so frightened that he could not even pick up a knife if he went to the battlefield!

What about Pioneers?So what if you get the emperor's praise?So what if he is a legitimate child?

You don't want to be my stepping stone.

Rong Li took out the gift from the boy's hand, an exquisite and gorgeous dagger, studded with precious stones.

He pulled out the dagger, and with a flash of cold light, he stroked the blade with his hand until it reached the tip, and then flicked the dagger.

As if he thought of something happy, he smiled evilly, eyes treacherous, and then threw the dagger back into the boy's arms.

"You are rewarded."

Rong Li's cry made the young man catch the dagger in surprise, and he hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you, Master!"

……

Rong Yuan asked Zhaocai to guard outside, and then slowly walked into the clan's ancestral hall.

As usual, three sticks of incense were burned and placed in the incense burner.

"Mom, let me come over and see you."

The general's wife was depressed and left. As for the reason, it was simply that the person she married was not the person she wanted to marry, and the person she wanted to marry had already married a wife.

Perhaps out of revenge, perhaps out of resignation, a daughter from a high-ranking family married the warrior she disliked the most.

"My grandfather asked me to visit their house more a few days ago. My grandmother is not as energetic as she used to be."

The result of going her own way was not good. She failed to get the result she wanted after all. The person she loved didn't care who she married, and the person she married didn't love her, but she disappointed the person who loved her.

"I'm going to the battlefield. I'll set off in three days."

There are no ghosts in this world, and what Rong Yuan said cannot be heard by the dead general's wife.

In just a few words, Rong Yuan finished speaking quickly.

Jin Cai gently closed the door of the ancestral hall, as if a dispute had finally come to an end.

The world covered in silver is empty, as if there is only snow left between heaven and earth.

This winter has been particularly difficult.

"Sir, it's time to take medicine." Jinbao handed the soup in his hand to Wen Renxin.

The decoction has just been poured out of the medicine stove and is steaming hot.

Wen Renxin stretched out his hand to take the bowl of medicine, and the scalding heat from his sword fingers seemed to spread through his skin to the bottom of his heart.He thought it was a little hot after all.This medicine was prepared by a miracle doctor. It was Rong Yuan who asked for it from the Medical Valley on his behalf.

He lowered his head and drank the medicine, his expression calm, as if he was normal.

He has never left medicine since he was a child, and he can be said to be a complete medicine jar.

But fortunately, taking medicine is useful. Although his body is not as good as that of ordinary people, he can always do things he likes.Therefore, he was very grateful to Rong Yuan.

"Everyone has been arranged?" Wen Renxin wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.

"Everything has been arranged, sir, don't worry." Jinbao replied, "I'm sure to let Rong Li reap the consequences."

"By the way, sir, the prince wants to see you and wants to discuss important matters."

"Prince," Wen Renxin tapped her fingertips on the desk and said after a while, "tell him that I will come over tonight."

"Yes, son!"