"it's me."
After hearing this, Liu Zheng stood up quickly and looked at the closed door. He could not hear clearly whose voice was through the door.
But the other party actually spoke the language of Long Yan. This language is complicated and difficult to master, so few people except Long Yanguo can speak it.
Especially in Europe, there are even fewer people who can speak Long Yanyu well.
Could it be King Yong?
But the two of them had just met not long ago, and according to his temperament, it was impossible for him to knock on the door and meet in a big way.
Who on earth is proficient in Long Yan’s words and knows that I live here.
Liu Zheng approached the door, holding a short gun in one hand, slowly approached, hid behind the wall, and quietly opened a crack in the door.
He was stunned for a moment when he saw the man in black standing at the door.
"How did you come?"
When Liu Zheng saw the person coming, he put down his guard and opened the door. He was a little happy to see this familiar face, but he was more confused.
"Subordinate Ling Chen, greetings..."
"Shh!"
Liu Zheng hurriedly pulled Ling Chen into the room, closed the doors and windows, looked at Ling Chen and said, "Why are you here if you are not with the East India Company?"
Liu Zheng handed over the East India Company to Ling Chen a long time ago, and thanks to him, there was no big trouble in the entire East India.
However, as the actual controller of the East India Company, Ling Chen rarely went without leave.
Normally, I would never leave the East India Company, but I didn't expect to come to Austria this time.
Ling Chen said seriously: "Send the letter!"
"Sending a letter?" Liu Zheng was stunned.
Ling Chen took out the thick envelope wrapped in kraft paper from his arms and handed it to Liu Zheng.
Liu Zheng looked at the letter suspiciously and was slightly dazed.
"Whose letter can you deliver?" Liu Zheng asked, but Ling Chen didn't answer.
Liu Zheng could only give up and opened the outer kraft paper, wondering why the letter was so thick and still wrapped in kraft paper.
When he opened the envelope, Liu Zheng was stunned. Why was there still a layer of kraft paper inside?
Liu Zheng looked at Ling Chen blankly.
"My subordinate was afraid that there might be something wrong with the letter inside, so it was wrapped in several layers." Ling Chen replied.
Okay... Liu Zheng was speechless. In his impression, Ling Chen was decisive in his actions, but also very cautious. There was nothing wrong with him.
But when Liu Zheng opened the second layer of kraft paper, he looked at the envelope.
"How many layers of brown paper did you wrap it with?"
Ling Chen raised his chin, thought carefully, and raised five fingers.
"Fifth floor?" Liu Zheng was stunned.
What kind of letter is worth wrapping in five layers of kraft paper?
Liu Zheng used a knife to cut open the thick kraft paper on the outside and took out the letter inside. When he saw the words on it, he immediately understood why Ling Chen was so cautious.
Long Yan Eight Hundred Miles is urgent!
Liu Zheng had a solemn look on his face. Not long after he left, something happened to Long Yan. His intelligence organization didn't even tell him.
Xie Chan also came over at this time. Ling Chen looked at Xie Chan and saluted: "Your Royal Highness."
Xie Chan took a closer look, her face lit up with joy, she hurried over and grabbed the envelope from Liu Zheng's hand.
Liu Zheng leaned over to take a look, but was ignored by Xie Chan.
Since coming to Europe, Xie Chan had not heard any news about Long Yan, but when she saw what was written on Long Yan's envelope.
Xie Chan's heart suddenly thought, something happened to Long Yan? Nothing really happened to Long Yan.
When they came to Europe, it happened to be their wedding day. Long Yan had many guests. It couldn't have been something unexpected.
Xie Chan was worried, tore open the letter and saw the contents inside.
"Liu Zheng, this letter, this letter..."
Liu Zheng was anxious and asked quickly: "What is written in the letter?"
Xie Chan suddenly blushed, pushed the envelope to Liu Zheng, ran back to the house as if running away, and closed the door with a bang.
"This..." Liu Zheng was stunned.
He looked at the letter in his arms and couldn't help but pick it up curiously. What was the content that made Xie Chan react so much?
Liu Zheng looked at the content in his heart and was stunned.
"We have nothing to do with you and Chan'er going to Europe, but when you come back, I have to hold my grandson or granddaughter!"
Signature - Feng Sanniang.
Liu Dahao wrote in the letter: "My son, my father, also has the same idea as your mother. You must seize the time to spread the branches and leaves of our old Liu family."
"You have to stand up, do you understand?"
"This picture has been treasured by my father for many years...hehe, just think about it slowly."
Look at what's written on the envelope again.
Long Yan Eight Hundred Miles is urgent!
"Mom and Dad, you also..." Liu Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
At this time, Liu Zheng saw the painting Liu Dahao stuffed in the envelope, and suddenly felt a little thirsty.
This painting, I have to say, is too...that-ish.
Liu Zheng turned around and suddenly saw Ling Chen behind him, staring at the painting non-stop.
The two grown men immediately looked at each other, and the situation was a little awkward.
"Haha." Liu Zheng laughed awkwardly, and suddenly remembered that Ling Chen didn't seem to have a partner yet.
Long Yan is still a bit conservative and rarely has such large-scale paintings circulated.
But Ling Chen didn't seem to be embarrassed at all and turned around.
"Sir, I've delivered the letter. I'll take the first step." Ling Chen left these words and fled Liu Zheng's house like flying.
But when I got to the door, it wasn't opened yet.
Liu Zheng said: "Now that you are here, don't leave yet."
Ling Chen paused and coughed twice in embarrassment: "Ahem, that's not good."
"The East India side is still waiting for me to return. I am also preparing to fight Britain in India."
"No need to be in a hurry. Austria is not as conservative as Long Yan. I will take you somewhere tonight and wait until you are done with it before leaving."
Upon hearing this, Ling Chen, a general who was decisive in killing on the battlefield, suddenly blushed.
He has never even held a woman's hand, so how can he understand this?
But he agreed very honestly, thinking silently in his heart, I am following the arrangement of the chief minister.
"Tch, men don't have a good thing!" Xie Chan hid in the house and heard Liu Zheng's conversation.
She complained, but Xie Chan also knew that it was the place where she contacted King Yong, and it was crowded.
It's suitable for the Dragon Flame people to appear now, and they won't be suspected.
So she waited until late at night. Xie Chan didn't even let Liu Zheng in tonight, probably because she was shy.
Liu Zheng chuckled.
At night, Liu Zheng took Ling Chen on a dark path.
After turning left and right, we arrived at a small shop that looked brightly lit from the outside.
It was engraved in Austrian, which Ling Chen couldn't understand, but he could recognize the pattern of the wine glass.
"A tavern in Austria?" Ling Chen murmured.
Everything seemed to be an ordinary tavern. It seemed that I was overthinking it. Mr. Shofu didn't want to bring me to some romantic place.
When he thought of this, Ling Chen felt a little disappointed and a little relieved for some reason.
"Let's go."
After Ling Chen walked in, he was suddenly stunned. Isn't this an ordinary tavern?
