General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

The date of the peace talks was set for nine o’clock the next day.

It was easy to contact the White Lotus Society. Jing Yi went to Boss Lin’s gambling den and handed a peace treaty to Boss Lin.

At first, Boss Lin was stubborn and pretended not to understand. Jing Yi ignored him and left without looking back.

The Imperial Court had already lowered its status by negotiating with a martial arts sect. No matter what, it was impossible for it to have an attitude of seeking peace. It had to put on enough airs.

Boss Lin set off for the peach forest overnight and gave the letter to the Shadow Guards of the White Lotus Society.

At his level, he could not see the Sect Master. He had only heard that the Sect Master had come to the capital, and the peach forest was the only place to contact him.

On the other side, after the Old Marquis bade farewell to Qin Canglan, he planned to leave the Imperial Astronomy Center. He was going to the military camp to gather troops tonight and escort Xiao Zhonghua to the peach forest of the White Lotus Society tomorrow morning.

This time, he would no longer be waiting at the entrance. Instead, he could face the Sect Master of the White Lotus Society.

Be it for the Imperial Court or the people of the world, even if it was to avenge the old beast, he had to kill MO Guiyuan!

Just as he left the Imperial Astronomy Center, a sneaky figure secretly followed him.

However, before he could go out, he was picked up by Wei Ting with one hand.

Su Li looked depressed. “What?”

After staying with the three little ones for a long time, his words were fierce. Wei Ting looked at him indifferently. “What do you want?”

Su Li’s eyes flashed. “Nothing. I’m going home. Am I supposed to stay in the

Imperial Astronomy Center forever? Sleep with you at night?”

He had come to visit Qin Canglan often these few days. He came in the morning and went back at night. There was nothing wrong with saying this.

Wei Ting threw him into Su Mo’s room. “Children shouldn’t interfere in the matters of the adults.”

Su Li exploded. “Hey! Who’s a child? I’m older than your wife! According to seniority, you have to address me as Brother-in-law!”

Wei Ting raised his eyebrows. “You mean… older by three days?”

“That’s still older!” Su Li pointed with her finger and corrected him seriously.

“Also, it’s three months!”

Su MO walked in with his sleeves rolled up. “What happened?” Wei Ting frowned and looked at his ankle. “Didn’t I tell you not to walk?” Su MO said, “Are you interfering quite extensively now?”

Su Li nodded vigorously. “That’s right, that’s right, Brother! He’s already involved before he’s even married!”

Su MO said, “Shut up. Children shouldn’t interrupt when adults are talking.” Su Li’s face darkened.

“Do you want to follow me to the peach forest?” Wei Ting asked Su Mo.

Su MO put the dagger on the table into the scabbard on his waist. “I’m more familiar with the peach forest than Grandpa. I might be able to help Grandpa there.”

Wei Ting said calmly, “You seem to have only walked halfway. You were unconscious for the second half. In terms of familiarity with the peach forest, it’s naturally me.”

Su MO frowned. “You want to go?”

Wei Ting did not deny it. “Stay in the capital. I’ll follow the Old Marquis.” Su MO said, “You’re not on His Majesty’s peace negotiation list.”

Although there was no Su MO, Su MO was the Old Marquis’s biological grandson after all. Emperor Jing Xuan would not say anything if he brought him along.

Emperor Jing Xuan was guarding against Wei Ting’s contribution.

To Emperor Jing Xuan, Wei Ting was also a sword displayed in the window. He did not want to use it, but he could not do without it.

“I have my ways.” Wei Ting pressed Su Li into a chair. “The capital is also very important. The White Lotus Society must have a plan. I’m worried about leaving it to others.”

Su MO thought for a moment. “Okay.”

Wei Ting returned to his room to pack his things. They were actually some concealed weapons.

Wei Liulang stepped in.

Wei Ting clicked his tongue. “No way, Sixth Brother. Are you so well-informed?”

Wei Liulang looked at him strangely.

The little fat peacock had said that if his sixth brother’s wound was torn again, there was really no hope.

“Are you going to the peach forest again?” Wei Liulang asked. “Didn’t you just come out?”

Wei Ting was stunned. “Aren’t you here… to enter the peach forest with me? Then why are you looking so valiant?”

Wei Liulang blinked and opened his fist, revealing a big date. He showed off seriously. “Dahu gave it to me.”

Wei Ting was speechless.

Su Xiaoxiao had just returned from the medical center. When she found out that the Old Marquis and Wei Ting were going to see MO Guiyuan, she stopped Wei Ting, who was about to leave.

“Take this with you.”

She handed Wei Ting a bag.

Wei Ting opened it and took a look. There were a few brand new gas masks and a few bottles of healing and detoxification medicine.

In addition, there was also a pair of silver silk gloves.

He had seen this pair of gloves before. When Su Cheng fought with Qin Jiang, he used it to catch Qin Jiang’s weapon with his bare hands. That night, when she operated on the black bear, she had also blocked the corrosion of the poison.

“I’ll take the rest. Keep the gloves for yourself.”

He took out the glove and slowly handed it to her. He smiled cynically. “Don’t worry, your man can come back.”

Yoho, was he no longer a shy innocent virgin?

His cultivation had improved.

Su Xiaoxiao crossed her arms. “You’re my man if you come back alive. If you don’t, you can only be called my ex.”

Wei Ting, who was stabbed in the heart again, was dumbfounded.

Wei Ting went to the Su family’s military camp overnight.

Sikong Yun did not rest for the entire night. He did not have to deal with the White Lotus Society. However, Emperor Jing Xuan suddenly fell ill and was assessed by the imperial physician to have a risk of a stroke.

Emperor Jing Xuan was terrified. He sent someone to find Sikong Yun so the latter could refine pills for him.

What could Sikong Yun do? He could only follow the decree.

He cultivated until the morning of the next day. When he came out, his eyes were sunken.

He floated back to his room expressionlessly.

The three little ones had come to the Imperial Astronomy Center again. They had recently realized that this place was also fun. It was especially the case for Erhu. He felt that there were especially many good things in the Imperial Astronomy Center and liked to come here.

As the elder brother, Dahu risked his life to accompany his younger brothers.

Xiaohu… Anyway, he snoozed everywhere and could play anywhere.

The three little ones climbed up the Star Pavilion.

The first time they went up, they were carried up by Yuchi Xiu. Today, Yuchi Xiu was not around, so the three little ones could only climb up themselves.

Dahu climbed up the seventh floor’s stargazing platform in one go.

Erhu panted a little, but he still persisted tenaciously.

Xiaohu climbed… half a floor and couldn’t climb anymore.

He went up the steps. “It’s not fun. Not fun at all!”

He lay there for a while and felt bored. Then, he got up himself. “Hmph, I don’t want to play with Dahu! I don’t want to play with Erhu either! Xiaohu will play by himself!”

He climbed down on his hands and knees. “The few of you, be careful! Don’t shake it when you carry it up later.”

Was they going to lift up the big box near him?

Xiaohu’s eyes lit up. He hid behind the pillar and climbed into the big box when no one was paying attention.

The box smelled of medicine. The family ran a medical center, so the smell made Xiaohu feel at ease.

However, what Xiaohu did not know was that this box was not going to be carried up to the attic, but to the carriage.

He fell asleep groggily in the box.

In the Imperial Palace, Eunuch Fu entered the imperial study and reported to

Emperor Jing Xuan, “Your Majesty, the pills from the Imperial Astronomy have arrived..”