"You mean Juan'er?"

Xiahou Lan patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder and said:

"Before the news of your return to the village has not spread yet, hurry up and see her.

Don't let her feel heartbroken."

When he thought of seeing Fan Juan, the calm and courageous general hesitated a little.

"It's getting late. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for me to go at this time?"

Seeing Zhao Yun hesitating, Xiahou Lan suddenly raised her voice and said loudly:

"Zhao Yun!

Are you still a man?

It would be fine if you left without saying goodbye ten years ago, but now when you return to Zhaojiazhuang, are you still looking forward to it?

Do you think you don’t go to see her now because of her concern and her reputation?

Then why is she not getting married for so many years?!"

Zhao Yun suddenly woke up and stood up and said to Xiahou Lan:

"Alan, you are right, I'll go see her now."

After Zhao Yun said that, he stopped drinking and walked into the village along the familiar path.

Xiahou Lan looked at Zhao Yun's back and shook her head on her own:

"You have been waiting for Zhao Zilong for ten years, but I don't know that I have also been waiting for you for ten years.

Now that Zhao Zilong is back, I don’t know whether to be happy or sad...

You are happy, I should be happy.”

Xiahou Lan sat on the wooden table in front of the winery and drank by herself, and she couldn't sleep all night.
Chapter completed!