A trace of remorse flashed in Qi Surong's eyes, but she didn't expect that the smell on her body revealed a flaw.

"How? Still don't admit it?" Ellen's hand slowly moved up and stopped on her chest.

Qi Surong immediately stretched out her hand to protect her chest and asked nervously, "What do you want to do?"

Yi Lun turned her around, held her face, glanced at her eyebrows one by one, and asked, "What's your real name?"

"Zhuofan."

"Zhuofan, change back to women's clothes and show me." Yi Lun raised his hand to untie her tresses, picked up a wisp of her hair and smelled it.

Qi Surong said indifferently: "Young patriarch, please raise your hand and let me go. The people in the caravan don't know about my disguise as a man. Once they find out, I'm afraid I will no longer be able to convince the public, and I will even be expelled by the Gu family. ."

"If you are expelled, I will take you in."

"Even if the cooperation is abolished, the young patriarch doesn't care?"

Yi Lun narrowed his eyes, pondered for a while, and said, "No one else knows your identity?"

Qi Surong nodded.

"Oh, are they all blind? Get along with you day and night without the slightest suspicion?"

"Maybe, but my ability is enough to put an end to their suspicions."

"Hahaha..." Yi Lun laughed and praised, "You do have the courage not to lose to men."

"Award."

A fiery light flashed in Yi Lun's eyes, and he let go of her and said: "Zhuofan, stay in Boya and be my woman, I will not force you to return to being a woman, you can still do business, but you cannot leave my sphere of influence. ."

"To be your woman? The young patriarch made this decision without even asking if I was married?"

Yi Lun sneered: "If you are married, how can your husband let you show your face? Even if he allows you to do business, how can he rest assured that you will travel alone without even a guard?"

"I'm afraid I will disappoint the young patriarch. I have indeed married a woman."

"Oh?" Yi Lun raised his eyebrows, grabbed her hand suddenly, and pulled up her sleeves—there was no Shougongsha.

There was a glint of displeasure in his eyes, and his fingers ran across her smooth skin.

"Let go! Isn't it rude for the young patriarch to act like this?" A trace of embarrassment flashed on Qi Surong's face.

"We don't have so many etiquettes in the Central Plains. It's only right and proper to ask the person we like-to show love." Even so, Yi Lun let go, "Zhuofan, men in Boya have always been strong. I will hesitate. What if you are already married? If you enter the territory of my Boya, you will be my Boya person. If your husband has the courage, he can come to Boya to compete with me. Boya people talk about heroes with strength. , if he wins, I will send you back. But..." Yi Lun said with a deep smile, "I am afraid that the men in the Central Plains are not so generous and can tolerate his wife's uncleanness."

"You!" Qi Surong glared angrily, gaining a new understanding of Boya's open customs.

"Okay, you go down first." Ellen laughed. "I'll give you three days to think about it. No matter what the outcome is, you'll have to sleep in my bed on the fourth night."

Qi Surong was stabbed in the throat, turned around and walked out, and suddenly stopped before the curtain. Her hair is disheveled at the moment, and it is really not suitable for her to appear in front of people. As a last resort, she could only make her hair on the spot.

The two scorching gazes behind him were like thorns, and Qi Surong tried to ignore them and quickly made a good hair. Just as she was about to leave this depressing place, she felt a force pulling her back, and she was in a trance before her eyes, an unfamiliar breath penetrated her nose, her lips were plundered, and before she could exclaim, a warm Tongue will drive straight in.

Qi Surong was frightened and angry, and quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist, and rammed the hilt towards Yi Lun's jaw with his backhand.

Yi Lun tilted his head to avoid, pinched her wrist, folded her knife-handling hand behind her with one hand, pinched the back of her neck with the other and pressed her toward him, and lowered her head to cover her lips again.

"Well..." Qi Surong kept struggling, staring angrily into Yi Lun's eyes.

Yi Lun stared at her red lips that opened and closed slightly, and said hoarsely: "If you move around again, don't blame me for doing it for you now."

Qi Surong stopped moving, her cheeks flushed with shame and anger, and the slightly upturned corners of her eyes brought out a bit of charm.

Yi Lun's eyes were dark, her tongue slowly slipped across her lips, Qi Surong tilted her head, the wet and hot touch landed on her ear, and there was a sudden tingling, and her earlobe was bitten. The lower body of the two of them fit tightly, and Yi Lun pushed the top on purpose, and Qi Surong's face immediately turned pale.

"Enough is enough!" Qi Surong pushed hard, but she didn't expect Yi Lun to let go of her hand this time. She staggered suddenly and almost fell. Before he could stabilize his body, Qi Surong quickly escaped from the tent.

Elon stroked his lips and smiled aftertaste.

"Master Zhuo, what's wrong with you?" A servant saw Qi Surong's face coming back with an ugly face and asked, "Is that young patriarch embarrassing you?"

"No." Qi Surong said coldly, "You go out first, I'm tired and want to rest for a while."

The servant backed out, Qi Surong picked up the kettle and kept rinsing his lips. Having lived two lives, many things have actually been underestimated. Compared with vanity, pride, and fame, the safety of the people you value is more worthy of protection. But just now, when I reunited with my husband, this kind of change happened again, which made people upset.

What can you do in three days? Qi Surong walked back and forth in the tent, frowning.

"Master Zhuo, Dr. Tut has sent someone to deliver medicine." A servant's voice came from outside the tent.

Qi Surong's heart moved, and she replied, "Come in."

The curtain was lifted, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Jinyun! Qi Surong suppressed the joy in her heart, waved away her servants, and asked, "Mo Tuo, is this medicine newly made by Doctor Tut?"

Jin Yun nodded, walked to Qi Surong's side, squatted down and put down the tray, then raised his head to stare at her, as if there were endless emotions in his eyes.

Qi Surong knelt down and sat down, reaching out to hold his face, her eyes reddened.

Jin Yun whispered in her ear, "Don't cry."