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After the previous pain on his body dissipated a little, he couldn't stand the feeling of blood and sweat sticking to his body, so he took a bath with some warm water and changed into a long gown.

He didn't have time to clean up the blood-stained clothes, so he put them on the bottom of the wardrobe, doing the most superficial covering.

Before his wet hair had been wiped dry, there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

"Young Master Yan, the commander-in-chief invites you to go to the northeast for a talk."

This was Jiang Qi's order, and it was an order that he could not refuse.

Yan Qingning gave a bitter laugh, wiped his wet hair briefly, bent over and fumbled for his glasses, walked over to the door and opened the door with his body full of pain: "Lead the way."

His true emotions are always hidden in the deepest part of his eyes, making it impossible to see clearly, only a layer of hazy to blurry mist.

The man obviously didn't pay much attention to Yan Qingning. He just led Yan Qingning to skillfully bypass the guards in the inner area of ​​Wen City and led him all the way to Jiang Qi's stronghold.

"Marshal Jiang, he has been brought here."

He saluted Jiang Qi, his expression full of respect.

Jiang Qi waved his hand and motioned for him to retreat.

He stood in front of Yan Qingning and raised a smile: "Young Master Yan, we haven't seen each other for a long time since we parted ways at Qin Zhuo'an's handsome mansion that day."

Yan Qingning lowered his eyes to hide the nausea surging in his heart, and greeted Jiang Qi politely: "Commander Jiang, you are well."

"Don't you dare to look up at me?" Jiang Qi took a step closer, stared at his too thin chin carefully, and raised his brows: "What? Are you still remembering that I wiped out your whole family?"

"No." He lowered his head and shook his head: "As a remnant of feudalism, the Yan family should be eradicated. Marshal Jiang has done a good job, how can Qing Ning hold a grudge without recognizing it?"

He spoke plainly, as if he had completely erased the human part of his personality and even insulted the family that gave birth to him.

"Tell me about you. If you had already realized this, how could I be willing to throw you into a place like Goulan Courtyard?"

Jiang Qi laughed out loud and wanted to reach out to touch his chin, but he calmly turned his head to avoid it.His face suddenly turned gloomy, "What? Are you still maintaining your eldest young master's pride?"

"The Yan family is dead. Qingning knows his identity very clearly, so naturally he doesn't dare to put on airs and reject Marshal Jiang." He just stood there, personally breaking all his pride and reducing himself to worthless. Go into the mud: "Qing Ning's broken body has become Qin Zhuo'an's tool. The marks all over his body are unsightly. I really don't dare to stain Marshal Jiang's eyes."

Jiang Qi's expression suddenly looked as ugly as if he had swallowed a fly, and he snorted dissatisfiedly from his nose: "I heard before that Qin Zhuo'an dotes on you very much, and you have to protect him like an eyeball outside. .”

"Ha..." There was a bitter smile on Yan Qingning's lips, and there was sadness in his weak voice: "Don't Marshal Jiang know? Pretending has always been Qin Zhuo'an's style. When he met you when he was in the Marshal's Mansion, wasn't it the same? Do you think of me as a toy to relieve your boredom?"

"This kind of hypocritical person only openly favors me and makes me a living target for him to show off. When others think they have grasped his weakness, they choose to give up on me without hesitation."

Hesitation flashed across Jiang Qi's face, and he looked at Yan Qingning with distrust: "But I heard that you have a good relationship with him, and he even opened a newspaper office in Anding City for you."

"How could he not want an opportunity to consolidate his rule without much effort?" Tears gradually accumulated in Yan Qingning's light eyes, and her bitter voice was choked with sobs: "He just gave me a toy as a reward. Tossing and tossing, give me some freedom during the day, and then do those disgusting things to me at night."

"If Marshal Jiang doesn't want to believe it, he can see for himself what kind of evil person Qin Zhuo'an really is."

Jiang Qi didn't like to look at other people's soup. He coughed slightly, with a bit of discomfort on his face: "Young Master Yan's reputation has always been good, and I believe in you. But I heard that It was you who proposed the plan of tunnel warfare to Qin Zhuoan."

"Do you believe Marshal Jiang?" He completely lost his former aloofness and looked like he had fallen into the mud: "He forced me to write down the knowledge about tunnel warfare and let me talk about it in front of everyone, but It's just to make me a target.

Otherwise...how could I, a person who has never been exposed to military-related knowledge, know so much about the situation in the military? "

Yan Qingning's embarrassed look played right into Jiang Qi's fancy, but he really didn't like this kind of uncleaned goods. He crossed his legs and ordered arrogantly: "In that case, I order you to steal Qin Zhuoan's authentic strategic plan. Give it to me.

Don't worry, I will definitely not treat you badly afterwards. "

Yan Qingning wiped away her tears in embarrassment, her eyes full of gratitude, and she bowed and said, "Thank you, Marshal."

At the moment when he lowered his head, all the warmth disappeared from those clear peach blossom eyes, leaving only full of ridicule and disgust.

He suppressed the thought of vomiting in his throat and humbly smiled in front of Jiang Qi, looking like a spineless piece of trash who only wanted to please and beg for mercy.

Fortunately, after Jiang Qi got the news that Qin Zhuo'an had returned to the inner area of ​​Wencheng, he released Yan Qingning in time, otherwise he really didn't know if he could have managed not to feel disgusted in front of Jiang Qi.

[Host, can you make up more nonsense? ] Xiaobai scratched his head irritably, squatting in his conscious space and staring at him with a depressed face: [The mission goal takes your body into consideration, when did I dare to use you as a tool?

It's like that every night. Don't you know that he squats at the door every day and only dares to look at you through the crack of the door?

And if that is misleading, wasn’t that the meal the mission target cooked for you yesterday? 】

[Besides, I have been locked up in a dark room once, which means you have been in a dark room once. How can it be as serious as you say? 】

Yan Qingning was so noisy that his head hurt, and she pressed her temples to yell at him: "Why are you so noisy?"I want to be locked up in a small dark room so much. The worst I can do is follow him again tonight. 】

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