Xie Lun did not hide away. Instead, he turned his head to look at Zhao Jingting and smiled at Zhao Jingting: "What? You can't bear to leave me?"
Zhao Jingting looked at the young man's smiling eyes, and his heart felt extremely sad. He couldn't open his mouth, but the strength of his hands became stronger, pinching Xie Lun's cheeks so much that it hurt, but Xie Lun She didn't hide or dodge, still looking at him without blinking, with a pair of bright black eyes that seemed to be able to speak.
"I can't bear to leave you either." After a long while, Xie Lun reached out and held Zhao Jingting's hand. His face was gentle and calm, and every word he spoke came to Zhao Jingting's heart, "Zhao Jingting, in fact, my ability to adapt is very poor. I couldn’t stand the desolation of southern Xinjiang and the depression in the capital. Later I couldn’t stand the place where hair doesn’t grow. But now, I can’t stand being without you.”
Zhao Jingting felt that his throat was so sore that it was unbearable. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Alan, you will not live without me."
"I know," Xie Lun smiled, but tears fell from the corners of his eyes. He took a step forward, hugged Zhao Jingting, fell into his arms, and cried silently, "But Zhao Jingting, tomorrow... I will leave tomorrow. "
"How about I ask the general to send someone else to southern Xinjiang?" Zhao Jingting's voice became hoarse. He held Xie Lun tightly, and he felt that his heart was about to break.
"How can you let others go for such a confidential matter? How dare you, General Cullen, come up with such a stupid idea? You really deserve a fight," Xie Lun sneered, but hugged Zhao Jingting tighter, and he sniffed Zhao Jingting vigorously The smell on his body seemed to want his heart to be filled with the smell of a man. After a while, he said softly, "Zhao Jingting, how long do you think we should stay away from each other this time?"
Zhao Jingting smelled the scent of Xie Lun's hair and kept kissing Xie Lun's forehead: "Soon, Allen, as soon as the war starts in southern Xinjiang, I will be able to get over."
"What if there is no war in southern Xinjiang?" Xie Lun bit his lip and whispered softly, "I heard that Long Live Lord sent Prince Huai to negotiate with the Tibetan and Siamese envoys. If the negotiation goes well, there may be a conflict between Tubo and Siam. If we have reached a tacit understanding within a short period of time, Tibet and Siam will no longer be ready to make moves.”
"Then you come back," Zhao Jingting said, "Zhou Chi is guarding Southern Xinjiang, so there is no need for you to keep an eye on it."
"But... But what if the general wants me to be stationed in Southern Xinjiang all the time?" Xie Lun said, "Zhou Chi is still an official of the imperial court. It is really inconvenient for him to take part in many things, but I am very familiar with Southern Xinjiang. Maybe the general is planning to let me Stay in southern Xinjiang?”
"Without Zhou Chi, there is Zhou Ran. You are not missing in Southern Xinjiang, but I can't do without you here every day." Zhao Jingting grabbed Xie Lun's shoulders and looked at Xie Lun without blinking. He said every word seriously, "Alan, I want to report our relationship to the general. Do you agree?"
Xie Lun met Zhao Jingting's eyes. His eyes were so calm that no emotion could be seen. He only looked at Zhao Jingting and felt heartbroken. Xie Lun curled his lips and smiled: "I agree, I couldn't agree more."
The next second, Zhao Jingting smiled broadly and hugged Xie Lun into his arms.
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Jiasheng 27th October 21st
Prince Ning's Mansion
As soon as Mu Nanzhi came back from Princess Jing'an's Mansion, he noticed something was wrong with Lu Zhishan. Mu Nanzhi called Lu Zhishan several times, but Lu Zhishan didn't respond. Mu Nanzhi simply said He walked quietly behind Lu Zhishan, then suddenly covered Lu Zhishan's eyes, pinched his throat and said: "Guess who I am, don't fail to guess!"
Lu Zhishan was startled, but he immediately smiled after hearing the voice: "It's Princess Xiangxiang."