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Chapter Twenty Eight, The Conspiracy

Yan Wei'er woke up from sleep during the bumpy road, and the pain in her eyes gradually disappeared. She realized how difficult it was for Jilian Bino. She originally thought that a playboy like him would only eat and drink, but also bully women. He was so bored that she felt so unhappy.

Thinking about him was so unbearable and unbearable.

Slowly, there was a change.

Last night, I listened to his calm and calm analysis, arranging manpower in an orderly manner. Later, I thought that the breakthrough point he thought was the reinforcements that he had worked so hard to solicit. However, it sounded like he was so confident that he dared to use 10,000 soldiers and horses to resolve the attack on the ranch.

We are surrounded, and the reinforcements are not like providing help in times of need, but rather like the icing on the cake.

Although she was temporarily blind, she did not see Jilianbino's expression last night, but she could only imagine from his steady voice what a cold and handsome expression he had at that time.

In every girl's heart, there is a yearning to worship a hero. Yan Weier is certainly no exception. Although there were too many cruel memories between them, this did not prevent her from becoming more and more infatuated and admired.

Tilenbeno ordered the team to stop thirty miles away from Jipar Ranch. The spies sent to investigate the news had not yet returned.

"Wei'er, are you tired?" Ji Lianbino opened the carriage curtain and asked with concern. Jasmine quickly got out of the car and avoided it.

"Not tired." Yan Wei'er replied meekly.

Jilianbino entered the carriage, sat next to Yan Weier, and reached out to remove the gauze covering her eyes: "Try to open your eyes first, don't let the light irritate your eyes all at once." He took the trouble to gently remove the gauze.

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As expected, Yan Wei'er felt that the light was dazzling, and she couldn't help but turn her head suddenly, and she happened to rub into Ji Lianbino's arms. She grabbed his lapels as usual, looking very dependent on him.

Jilianbino smiled and gently held her face, covered her eyes with a big hand, and said gently: "Come on, slowly open your eyes."

Yan Wei'er bit her mouth, a blush fluttered on her cheeks, and she slowly opened her eyes obediently. A ray of light filtered in through the gaps between Jilianbino's fingers, soft and comfortable.

She grabbed Ji Lembino's hand covering her eyes and slowly moved it down, but their hands never let go.

She opened her eyes and saw Jilianbino's handsome face. The hard lines that were originally carved by a knife became rounded with the curve of the corners of his mouth.

Yan Wei'er suddenly became playful and deliberately grabbed the empty space with her hand. She frowned and said, "Bie Nuo, is it still night?"

Jilianbino's smile faded and his face changed slightly: "Can't you still see?" He leaned forward and stared at her eyes, which were so bright and clear, and the black eyes were like lovely grapes.

Yan Wei'er curled her lips and said sadly: "It seems that I have really been cursed by you, and I will never be able to see you again." She secretly laughed in her heart, thinking that Young Master Ji Lian was so great, but it turned out that it was nothing more than that.

Jilianbino took out a piece of silver and said calmly: "Wei'er, I'll give you this piece of gold first, and keep the rest for accounting. You won't need that much anyway."

Yan Wei'er glanced at it and said angrily: "Liar! That's obviously just a piece of silver..." Suddenly he realized that he had been tricked.

Ji Lembino laughed heartily and put away the money: "My good Wei'er, tell me, who is the liar? Hahaha..."

While they were chatting and laughing, they heard Hua Yi report: "The spy is back!" He got off the carriage so happily.

Through the curtain, Yan Wei'er heard a male voice say: "Reporting to the young master, the Jipal Ranch is indeed surrounded by enemy forces. The enemy forces are Bujila, Morenur, Fuchi, and Hashur's alliance.

The commander of the army is Nadaying, the leader of Fuchi."

Hua Yi, who was standing aside, greatly admired the young master's ability to predict things like a god. How could he have imagined that this was actually a fortune-telling.

"How many enemy soldiers are there?"

"About thirty thousand. Now the walls of the ranch are surrounded from all sides."

Jipar Ranch is one of the most important ranches of the Ji Lian family. In addition to the huge financial benefits, more importantly, it is the inheritance left by Ji Lian's ancestors who first settled there.

When Ji Lian's ancestors chose this place to settle, they took a fancy to the hills surrounding the ranch. Later, they built a strong wall on the ranch to prevent looting. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to say that Jipal Ranch is a small frontier country.

No exaggeration.

Jilenbino raised his head to look at the sky and said in deep thought: "Let's explore again! We must find out the location of the enemy's grain, grass, horses, and siege equipment, and meet here before dark."

The men took the order and left, while the others dismounted and rested, taking turns on duty. Marching through the grasslands all night was countless times more dangerous than usual, and they were highly concentrated. They were all very sleepy at this time.

Jilenbino turned around and got on Yan Wei'er's carriage. He couldn't help but hold her hand in his palm, and leaned against it gently, closing his eyes to rest his mind.

When he thinks about something, he has a habit of frowning slightly.

This appears to be a political conspiracy.

The Ji Lian family and the imperial court have always been in a relationship of cooperation, exploitation and hostility. The balance between the low profile of the Ji Lian family and the fear of the imperial court has contributed to the stability of the country and the peace of the world for many years.

There was an undercurrent of some force, which first framed Xuan Zhengyi, took advantage of the chaos in the border fortress, and then lured the tribe to provoke a conflict between the Ji Lian family and the imperial court in order to profit from it.

So impatient.

This is by no means an ordinary tribal robbery caused by the white disaster. If this time is not handled well, I am afraid that I will fall into the enemy's trap.

Yan Wei'er raised her hand and stroked away Ji Lianbienuo's increasingly frowning brows: "What are you thinking about?" She spoke in a rare gentle whisper.

"It seems to be a conspiracy." Regardless of whether she understood it or not, Jilianbino was actually willing to tell her.

"It seems that the young master has figured it out, so the conspiracy is ruined." Yan Weier is very smart and knows many things at once. When I saw the hexagram yesterday, I knew that it was not just a white disaster.

Jilian Bino laughed, and he suddenly understood what it means to love beauty but not country. Having someone you like by your side is more precious than anything else. Just like father and mother.

"Wei'er, if you are willing to listen to these things, I will tell you when I have time." Jilianbino only hoped that she would stop thinking about running away.

Yan Weier nodded and stopped talking. It seemed that she was too close to him, too close to his heart. She was indescribable panic.

It was getting dark and all the spies returned.

Tilenbino ordered the carriage to be abandoned, and everyone rode forward, detouring to a small hill behind.

Jasmine still got on Huayi's horse. And Yan Weier was still nagging her in Ji Lianbino's arms angrily.

Quilenbino smiled and said: "I'll give you a more gorgeous carriage in the future."

The hill was a mile or two outside the city and was very quiet and secluded. Jilenbino was just waiting for the night to come and disturb the enemy's troops. Even if he couldn't catch him by surprise, his food and grass would be burned.

Destroyed the ladder he used to attack the city, causing his entire army to fall into chaos.

Jilenbino's stern face was so hard that it was almost cold. Only when the little person in his arms occasionally moved would a hint of tenderness gradually appear on his face.

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