Qiu Wenzheng has been with him for many years and knows something about him.
And he also knew how much he cared about Feng Sujin.
He understands some things without saying them, so maybe he really doesn't need to explain them too much.
Qiu Wenzheng felt very uncomfortable. Others may not understand Jun Mohan, but he understood that this was a person who valued love and justice the most.
He was actually honored to be considered a brother by him.
He had his plan, but he didn't use his brothers. Maybe before he guessed the great changes in the imperial capital, he sent away all the people he could protect.
Even if he, Qiu Wenzheng, wanted to stay and help, Jun Mohan would not allow it.
But he still has a role. He will go to the Dakun tribe and do everything he can.
Qiu Wenzheng took a deep breath and said: "I will listen to you and go to the Dakun tribe, but if you treat me as a brother, if you care about the people who love you, you must live a good life. The death of thousands of enemies will not compare. Your life is important, if my words don't work, just think about Feng Sujin's appearance that day, do you really want to see her die for you?"
Qiu Wenzheng does not regret what he did that day, because in that way, Jun Mohan will most clearly realize how important his life is to others.
Doesn't he care about Feng Sujin the most? Then let him see Feng Sujin's appearance and let him make a choice.
Jun Mohan's body trembled, "I promise you, nothing will happen to me."
Hearing this, Qiu Wenzheng breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't worry, as long as I don't see you with my own eyes, I won't believe what others say. I will do what you have to do in the way you planned. In the future, The world will not belong to anyone else, and we all look forward to you unifying the Chinese continent and bringing prosperity to all people in the empire and all tribes."
After saying that, Qiu Wenzheng straightened his back and left.
Jun Mohan was left standing alone. He didn't move for a long time, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a statue.
A long time passed, and too many complicated emotions flashed through Jun Mohan's beautiful eyes.
Until finally, he closed his eyes, opened them again, and regained his clarity.
He moved his body and then left.
When he returned home, he didn't see Feng Sujin, and his expression turned cold, "Where is the young lady?"
"Back to Mr. Jun, the young lady is in the kitchen. She said that you haven't eaten much recently and she wants to cook some of your favorite dishes."
Knowing that Feng Sujin was still at home, Jun Mohan breathed a sigh of relief and his expression softened.
Hearing that she was cooking for him, his heart became extremely soft, and his eyebrows were filled with warmth.
Only his wife can give him this warm feeling.
Jun Mohan waved his hand and told the servants to retreat. He took off his coat and went directly into the kitchen.
From a distance, he saw his wife wearing home clothes and an apron, chopping vegetables.
As he looked at it, he had a feeling of tranquility over time.
No matter how tired or tired he is outside, as long as he sees his Ajin, his heart can calm down.
This is a feeling that no one else can give him.
Jun Mohan looked at it for a long time, his eyebrows were a little drunk, and he even felt in a trance, as if the glitz and glamor of the world had been isolated, and now it was only him and her in the world, which was quiet and beautiful.
Because Feng Sujin was thinking about cooking for Jun Mohan, she was in a wonderful mood, with a slight smile on her lips and humming a song.
She thought that it would be good for her Mr. Jun to eat more tonight. If he ate too much, they could hold hands and go for a walk together in the evening.