Adrian Huan wiped his hair and casually pulled down his collar to wipe the water marks on the side of his neck.
Her black hair fell on her shoulders like top-quality silk, and her fingers shuttled through it, with an unconscious allure.
Qin Jing turned his head as if unintentionally, his Adam's apple rolling twice. After Adrian Huan had finished tidying up, he took out the silk cloth from his sleeve and said, "There is news from the fort that the Murong Xianbei may cause chaos. If there are rebellious soldiers invading Jin, Rong brother should be prepared."
After thanking Qin Jing solemnly, Adrian Huan took the silk cloth, looked through it carefully, and couldn't help but frown.
He didn't know much about the history of the Two Jin Dynasties, and he didn't even know how many emperors the Sima family had produced. He was able to remember Sima Yi thanks to Huan Wen, not to mention the Five Barbarians regime which was in chaos with one emperor coming after another.
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