Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

The Qingfeng Temple is not very big. He shares a room with Liu Songqing, a cabinet bachelor.

Liu Songqing was born as a champion. He is proficient in all kinds of poems and songs.

He originally thought that he had nothing to say with a military commander like Zhan Mijiang. He didn't expect the two of them to communicate and found that the other party had the same hobbies as himself, and both liked to spoil his wife.

After going back and forth, the two people who had communicated a lot made friends, and they discussed how to pet their wife. They talked very happily.

At this time, there was heavy rain outside the house, and Liu Songqing's whole body was spinning around the room like an ant on a hot pot. After a while, the guard he brought came in and said something to him. Liu Songqing, who was spinning, was here. I was relieved and let my heart down.

Zhan Mijiang looked at him amusedly: "What big thing happened?"

Hearing him ask, Liu Songqing's face showed a little unnatural embarrassment.

"It's not a big deal," he was a little helpless, but his voice was a bit of annoying annoyance: "My wife has no other hobbies, so she likes to watch the rain. She just watches the rain in summer, but it's not the past two days. It's a cold spring, I'm afraid she can only watch the rain and doesn't remember to close the window, so I sent someone back to the house to take a look."

Zhan Mijiang thought for a while, the one in her family has no habit of watching the rain, because she is afraid of the cold, so her windows are closed tightly every time it rains and snows, but there is nothing to tell.

Liu Songqing was also a talkative, and the two chatted for a while before they were ready to sleep.

At this moment, a violent wind blew up outside the house, and the window was blown open.

The heavy rain came in from the window, and Liu Songqing went to close the window immediately.

After closing the window, he smiled: "Fortunately, neither of our beds are next to the window, otherwise the rain would come in and wet the bedding. Don't sleep tonight."

Seeing that Zhan Mijiang was a little disinclined, Liu Songqing, a native of Beijing, continued: "His Royal Highness Xun, don't underestimate the spring rain. You say that the spring is cold but the spring is cold. Let alone sleep in the damp bedding, it is the humidity in this room. If there is a surplus, people will get sick if they stay for a long time. So this window must be closed, or the spring rain will come in, and the house will be damp for a few days, but no one can live in it."

Zhan Mijiang thoughtfully: "Master Liu meant that if you forget to close the window, there will be a few days where no one can live in the house?"

Liu Songqing thought that his words touched him, so he nodded immediately when he said that, "Isn't that?"

Zhan Mijiang didn't know what he thought of, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Thank you."

Liu Songqing didn't care too much.

The two stopped, the thunder was still flashing outside the window.

After Liu Songqing heard a uniform breathing sound, Zhan Mijiang, who appeared to be asleep, opened his eyes.

He sat up, looked at Liu Songqing on the other bed first, and saw that he was still sleeping very deep, only then did Zhan Mijiang put on his clothes quietly, and then quietly walked out.

There was heavy rain outside the door, and the rain was even greater than when I just fell asleep.

There was a dressing at the door, and Zhan Mijiang put on the dressing and went to the backyard.

The horses in the stables ate the grass quietly, and Zhan Mijiang brought out the strongest one.

The horses at Kiyomizu Temple were all tamed, quietly and silently, allowing Zhan Mijiang to turn on his horse.

He gently pinched the horse's stomach, and left Kiyomizu Temple silently, one person and one horse.

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