Chapter 863

Bian Xi looked at the woman's beautiful and pitiful appearance.

His gaze inadvertently saw a corner of the quilt lifted, and he seemed to understand what had happened in an instant.

Turning his head to look around, Bian Xi then discovered that the tent he was staying in was not his own at all.

"You... don't be afraid."

Bian Xi scratched his head and asked: "What is this place, and who are you?"

The woman still looked at Bian Xi in panic, her body moving backward involuntarily.

Just when Bian Xi was completely confused, a man's voice suddenly sounded outside the tent.

"Madam, the Commander asked me to find Madam to go over."

Deng Mao!

Bian Xi widened his eyes directly.

Who else could be speaking outside the tent but Deng Mao?

Madam?

Commander?

This...

This woman is Cheng Zhiyuan's woman.

Oh no!

Bian Xi shouted in his heart that it was bad.

This...

He actually slept with Cheng Zhiyuan's woman?

This is terrible!

This is the Youzhou Camp.

If Cheng Zhiyuan finds out, won't he tear him into pieces?

It's over, it's over!

Bian Xi hurriedly got up from the couch, scrambling, and then gathered the clothes scattered on the ground into his arms.

Bian Xi, holding a bundle of clothes, looked around, but this tent only had one exit.

And outside the door was Deng Mao.

Just when Bian Xi was anxious, Deng Mao's voice sounded outside again.

"Madam, is Madam inside?" Deng Mao shouted.

The woman hugged the quilt and looked at Bian Xi.

Bian Xi made a shushing gesture to the woman in panic.

"What should I do... what should I do..."

The anxious Bian Xi paced in place, hitting his forehead hard, trying to recall what happened after he got drunk last night.

He only remembered complaining at Cheng Zhiyuan's place last night, and then Deng Mao and Cheng Zhiyuan kept persuading him to drink.

By the time he finished drinking, he remembered nothing; he only remembered being supported out of the tent, and then after the cold wind blew, his memory became more and more blurred.

"Madam?"

Deng Mao's voice was already close to the outside of the tent.

Bian Xi, holding his clothes, hurriedly stuck to the position in front of the tent door.

As the sound of Deng Mao's footsteps sounded outside the tent, Bian Xi's heart also rose to his throat.

Deng Mao lifted the tent door, then poked his head in, and then his gaze fell on the woman on the bed.

However, there was no unusual surprise; it seemed there was even a hint of a smile.

But this expression was quickly hidden.

"Madam, you this..."

Deng Mao pretended to exclaim.

Then, following the woman's gaze, he looked at Bian Xi, who was hiding on the side.

"Brother Bian Xi, you..." Deng Mao widened his eyes and looked at Bian Xi: "Brother Bian Xi, why are you here with Madam?"

"Brother Deng, listen to my explanation, listen to my explanation, this is all a misunderstanding, Brother Deng."

Bian Xi, regardless of being naked, grabbed Deng Mao and pulled him into the tent.

"Brother Deng, listen to my explanation."

"I got drunk last night and came out of the Commander's place, and then I don't know what happened. When I opened my eyes this morning, I was already here. I really don't know anything, I really didn't do anything."

"Brother Deng, you have to believe me."

"This matter must not let the Commander know."

Bian Xi, who had always been arrogant and domineering, no longer had his usual arrogant and domineering appearance.

His tone was pleading, and he held Deng Mao's hand tightly, refusing to let go.

Deng Mao looked at the woman on the bed, then looked at Bian Xi, his two eyebrows twisted together: "Brother Bian Xi, this is no joke."

"This... this is the Commander's Madam."

"It's not something you can explain in a word or two, Brother Bian Xi. Brother Bian Xi, it's not that I don't believe you, but look at this..."

Bian Xi was about to cry.

This matter was indeed impossible to explain.

But it did happen.

But he absolutely could not let Cheng Zhiyuan know, otherwise, he would definitely die.

He absolutely could not walk out of the Youzhou Camp alive.

Thinking of this, Bian Xi could not care about anything else and knelt on the ground with a thud: "Brother Deng, Brother Deng, what I said is true, absolutely true, absolutely true."

"Brother Deng, you must help me, I kneel to you, Brother Deng."

"Sigh..." Deng Mao sighed and shook his head: "Brother Bian Xi, the Commander treats you like his own brother, and I also admire your talent very much."

"But this matter is really hard to say. I have the heart to help you."

Deng Mao said, frowning and pretending to ponder: "How about this, Brother Bian Xi, I can only try."

"But you can rest assured, I will definitely do my best."

When Bian Xi heard this, he was overjoyed and grabbed Deng Mao's hand: "It all depends on you, Brother Deng. Whatever you say, I will listen to you."

"As long as you can help me, you will be my own brother in the future. Whatever you say, I will definitely obey."

"Brother Bian Xi, let's not talk about this first. I treat you as a brother, so I help you. How about this, you put on your clothes and go out first."

"Leave this to me first," Deng Mao said.

Bian Xi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

At this time, he wished he could fly out immediately.

After putting on his clothes in a few seconds, he hurriedly walked out of the tent.

Before leaving the tent, he also thanked Deng Mao behind him.

Seeing Bian Xi walk out of the tent, Deng Mao immediately restrained the expression on his face, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then he came to the bedside and looked at the woman.

"Alright, your task is completed," Deng Mao said to the woman: "According to the previous agreement, your family will receive a sum of money and food, and your younger brother too."

The woman clutched the quilt on her body tightly, her teeth biting her lips.

"But you must also remember what I said to you before."

The woman on the bed nodded.

Deng Mao looked at the woman with satisfaction, his gaze swept over the woman's fair skin, and then he turned and walked towards the outside of the tent with satisfaction.

Outside the tent, Bian Xi, who had already put on his clothes, was still nervously pacing back and forth.

Seeing Deng Mao walk out, Bian Xi immediately greeted him with an expectant expression.

"Brother Deng, how is it?" Bian Xi asked hurriedly.