Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Xiang Xing waved the envelope, shook his head solemnly and said, "I saw this pattern at Xiu Jin's place a long time ago... But at that time, our organization didn't use this kind of letter to transmit secret reports."

"And this secret report may be a new method he has recently adopted... in order to prevent me from discovering flaws."

The little guy's body was slightly stiff, and he couldn't help but smugly hooked the corners of his pink lips.

Who made her memory, really good~

(Duck duck: Bah, that's the original owner's memory archive, you can retrieve it anytime to see it.)

Her voice fell, and before Yan Heng could recover from his astonishment, the old lady Han, who was beside him, suddenly burst out laughing happily.

"Hahaha!...Little girl, grandpa appreciates your frankness!"

He stood up with a smile and walked slowly to Xiang Xing.

Raising his hand lovingly, he wanted to rub that little head.

——In the end, the little guy was quickly pulled by his grandson, rubbed into his arms, and silently stared at his old man's big hand.

The old lady Han rolled her eyes, turned her hands angrily, and knocked a chestnut on her grandson's head, "You even eat your grandfather's vinegar! It's against you!"

"...So grandfather, you already knew the secret of this letter and came to test Xing'er on purpose."

Yan Heng squinted his ink eyes slightly, and replied unwillingly.

He seemed to think of something again, and subconsciously hugged the little guy in his arms tighter, lowering his voice, "Also, the emperor also knows..."

"Hey, the emperor is always confused. Apart from being immersed in the joy of his beloved daughter, how can he think of anything..."

The old lady Han smiled and waved her hand, saying something that would likely make her head drop when outsiders heard it.

He put his hands behind his back and slowly paced back and forth in front of the two of them.

Bian He continued with a smile, "I don't think this letter is right. After the emperor assigned me a task, he quietly stole it from him... You two have to keep it a secret for me."

"However, since it is determined that this is a conspiracy of Xiuyue Kingdom, it means that Xiuyue Kingdom's claws have not only extended to your northern border."

As Mrs. Han said, she suddenly turned around, bowed slightly towards the two of them, and smiled meaningfully, "So, you two still have to go back to the imperial city with me, you know?"

"...grandfather means that we will do whatever we want to lead the snake out of the hole?"

Yan Heng quickly understood the meaning of Mrs. Han's words, and her dark eyes suddenly deepened.

However, before he could make up his mind, the little guy in his arms was overjoyed, and his little hands clenched his shirt tightly.

Lifting up his little face full of anticipation, his little head nodded frantically, "Go back, Brother Yan Heng, go back with me!"

After all, as long as I get out of here, that dream... probably won't come true!

But in the next second, Xiang Xing pulled up the soft face in embarrassment.

"No way...you're gone, what should you do if the battle outside spreads over..."

She bit her pink lips in distress and murmured softly.

In this way, it is too irresponsible to those lovely brothers and General Wang.

Unexpectedly, hearing the words, the man's arms paused, but he smiled casually.

"Star,"

He gently supported the little guy's exquisite shoulders, bowed his head slightly, and stared at her tenderly.

In the hoarse voice, there is a deep meaning, and the lips are lightly hooked.

"I will accompany you back, but Yan Heng and the supporting army will not leave the northern border."

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