"There is no need for wedding wine!" Xie Chengxiao gripped his teacup tightly, making a creaking sound, and said, "I am afraid there won't be a chance for that."
"Is that so?"
Jiang Yunshen was not annoyed. He said slowly, "I almost forgot, Young Marshal Xie is returning to the Northwest tomorrow. I will substitute tea for wine and toast you."
"No need!" Xie Chengxiao shook his head.
"Alright, since Young Marshal Xie doesn't need a send-off, then I won't bother you anymore."
Jiang Yunshen walked to Bai Liuyue's side, smiled faintly, reached out his hand, and said:
"Let's go, the theatrical troupe has already started singing. If we go now, we can just catch the second act."
Bai Liuyue glanced at him sideways and was about to speak.
Pei Yu stood up with a bang.
He glared at Jiang Yunshen like a tiger watching its prey, and said:
"This is Jinzhong, my territory!"
"Jiang Yunshen, I advise you to think carefully before you speak."
Jiang Yunshen chuckled lightly and asked in confusion, "Young Marshal Pei, your words are so strange. I wasn't even talking to you."
"You want to take Sister Liuyue away right in front of me, keep dreaming!" Pei Yu slammed the table, his sharp gaze meeting the other's eyes.
Jiang Yunshen was still not angry, and continued at an unhurried pace:
"Xiaoyue and I agreed in advance to watch a play today."
"What do you mean by taking her away?"
"On the contrary, Young Marshal Pei and Young Marshal Xie keeping her here seems a bit unreasonable, doesn't it?"
Pei Yu was furious. He pulled a black Browning from his waist, aimed it at his head, and cursed:
"Bullshit!"
At the same time, the four or five guards following behind Jiang Yunshen also raised their guns in unison, aiming at Pei Yu.
Seeing that the situation was on the verge of breaking out.
Bai Liuyue finally spoke up.
"Jiang Yunshen, tell your men to put down their guns."
Hearing this, Pei Yu was immediately overjoyed, thinking to himself: I knew Sister Liuyue cared about me.
"Alright." Jiang Yunshen waved his hand at the people at the door.
Those men lowered their firearms.
Bai Liuyue turned to look at Pei Yu again, opened her hand, and nodded at him.
Only then did Pei Yu obediently place the gun in her hand. When his fingertips accidentally touched her warm skin, his face instantly turned red.
He said shyly:
"Um, Sister Liuyue, do you still want a gun?"
"I have another small pistol at my waist, it's just right for you to play with."
Bai Liuyue ignored him.
She loaded the black Browning in her hand, her gaze sharp, and turned to aim at the next private room.
"Bang—"
With a crisp sound, the bullet went straight through the door frame.
"This, this... Sister Liuyue, be careful, the gun misfired." Pei Yu stepped forward nervously, thinking she didn't know how to use it.
Accidentally loading the gun and accidentally firing into the next room.
Unexpectedly, the next second.
Five or six armed men rushed out of the adjacent private room.
Bang, bang, bang—
In a chaotic gunfight, two or three of the guards Jiang Yunshen brought fell down.
Seeing that the situation was wrong, Pei Yu pulled out the other pistol from his waist.
Xie Chengxiao and Jiang Yunshen also loaded their guns and stared warily at the door.
Just as they chased forward two steps, the adjacent room was already empty, leaving only a pool of blood on the floor.
Pei Yu poked his head out and asked curiously, "What, what is going on?"
Bai Liuyue calmly curled the corners of her lips, stuffed the black Browning pistol back into his palm, and said:
"It's nothing, someone next door was going to make a move on Young Marshal Xie just now."
"It's just that they didn't expect more and more people to enter our private room. First it was you, and then Second Young Master Jiang, so they kept waiting for an opportunity."
Xie Chengxiao frowned slightly and said, "How did you know?"
Bai Liuyue looked at him with a complex gaze.
"Don't wait for tomorrow, hurry up and take Manyu back today."
"I am afraid there are changes in the Northwest."
Xie Chengxiao was not stupid, and quickly connected the dots.
"My father, he..."
Bai Liuyue lowered her eyes.
Since someone was bold enough to come and kill Xie Chengxiao, Marshal Xie was probably in grave danger.
As for who made the move.
The Jin clique, the Fengtian clique, or even the Presidential Palace in the North, it was all possible.
The worst case scenario would be that her old fox of a grandfather was also involved, and then the relationship between her and Xie Chengxiao would turn from a family friendship into a sea of hatred.
Xie Chengxiao also knew that he had to leave.
Delay brings changes.
He looked at her deeply.
"I will come back to see you."
"Hey, wait a minute!" Bai Liuyue reached out and grabbed his arm.
She handed over the Moon Cyan Steel Fan hidden in her cuff.
"Take it, it might save your life on the road."
"Alright."
The corners of Xie Chengxiao's lips curled up slightly. Right in front of Jiang Yunshen and Pei Yu, he suddenly leaned forward unexpectedly.
He planted a shallow kiss on the top of Bai Liuyue's hair.
"Wait for me."
Bai Liuyue counted silently in her heart.
Three, two, one.
The system's voice sounded at the same time.
"Congratulations to the host, the affection level of the target Xie Chengxiao is at 90 percent!"
Pei Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't help but curse, "Xie Chengxiao, you second-hand man, you dog, what are you doing!"
Jiang Yunshen's usual good temper crumbled at this moment.
His fingertips clenched, and he snorted lightly.
"Shameless!"
Pei Yu echoed, "Exactly!"
Unfortunately, Xie Chengxiao had already walked far away, raising his hand and waving with his back to Bai Liuyue.
Who knew when they would be able to meet again after this departure.
...
A week later.
A tremendous change occurred in the Northwest.
The Northwest Warlord Marshal Xie Zhenning was assassinated in an alley.
Lieutenant Zhang Cheng took the opportunity to gather power and, with the support of the Chief of Staff and the Head of Logistics, became the new overlord of the Northwest.
Unfortunately, before his seat could even get warm.
He was shot dead by the returning Young Marshal Xie Chengxiao.
Xie Chengxiao became the next Marshal of the Northwest.
The Northwest position fell back into the pockets of the Xie family, but the power had already scattered.
The troops originally belonging to Zhang Cheng's faction partly defected to the Fengtian warlord, while the other part actively sought the protection of the Presidential Palace.
The territory was re-divided.
Split into three.
His pressure could be imagined.
Whoever benefited was the one behind the conspiracy.
This time, the forces of the Fengtian clique and the Presidential Palace greatly increased, and their territories expanded, making the mastermind behind the scenes obvious at a glance.
Xie Chengxiao dispatched troops to seek help from Marshal Pei in Jinzhong, but this uncle pretended not to see it. Pei Yu wanted to secretly lead troops to the Northwest to help his cousin, but was locked in the mansion by Marshal Pei.
At the same time.
Bai Wenshan officially announced the marriage alliance between the Bai family and the Presidential Palace.
He was going to marry his youngest granddaughter Bai Liuyue to the second young master of the Presidential Palace, Jiang Yunshen.
On the same day, Bai Liuyue was officially appointed as the Women's Consultant of the Jinzhong Provincial Assembly, completing her first step into politics.
The Bai family's old mansion.
The engagement banquet.
"Congratulations, Consultant Bai." Jiang Yunshen raised the champagne in his hand.
"Congratulations, fiancé."
Bai Liuyue held the wine glass with her fingertips and touched it lightly, making a crisp clinking sound.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Recalling the time in the Northwest.
That day, Bai Liuyue hurried out the door to go to an appointment, but was stopped by Xie Manyu, who talked about some views on women of the new era.
And after pushing the door and leaving.
She arrived at the Gu family clinic.
"Hello, Doctor Gu." She took off her innocent and naive mask, raised the corners of her lips, and stared at the man in front of her with a smiling face.
