Empress, don't make trouble, I'm really a gentleman

The cold wind blew, lifting Ji Wuchen's long hair.

His expression was cold and indifferent, and he looked down at everything under the stage indifferently, with an inexplicable sense of coldness and detachment.

It seems that he is a god who controls the life and death of the world, watching everything in the world coldly.

This posture makes people feel in a trance, vaguely, Ji Wuchen is no longer Ji Wuchen, but the existence who once made the world fearful.

Father and son are really alike.

Nangong Jing's heart tightened.

She always thought that Ji Wuchen didn't look like that person at all, but now it seems that the two of them are sometimes carved out of the same mold.

"Ji Wuchen...you, are you angry?"

She struggled with her tone, not knowing how to speak.

Should I show the airs of the emperor, or use an ordinary tone?

Ji Wuchen didn't look at her, his expression was indifferent.

"I dare not."

The empress choked, speechless in a daze.

In my impression, Ji Wuchen had never spoken to her in this tone.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

Jing'er gently pulled Nangongjing's clothes from behind.

"It's time for you to speak."

Nangong Jing came back to her senses, only to find that the military exercise was about to end, and the officer hosting the exercise was waiting for her to speak.

"Oh! Oh, I see."

The empress stood up quickly, and after taking a few deep breaths, she gradually calmed down.

"My dear friends, the military exercise is over. I am very relieved. I have seen the results of your training, and I also know the strength of the Celestial Dynasty."

She smiled and said a few more words.

"Finally, congratulations to the Dream Team and the Mighty Army. Their amazing performance is enough to be recorded in the annals of history. At the same time, I also want to congratulate General Hussars and General Tiance. The success of the two teams is inseparable from their efforts." guide."

Before Nangongjing's words fell to the ground, it caused an uproar.

"General Hussars leads the mighty army, what does General Tiance lead? Ji Wuchen? Lead the Dream Team?"

"The dream team is the private army of General Tiance? How is this possible!"

"Dream team...could it be Tiance Camp?"

"Tiance Battalion... Tiance Battalion! It must be this team! Otherwise, it's impossible to compete with the Mighty Army!"

"But, hasn't the Tiance Camp already disappeared in the dust of history?"

At the last moment of the military exercise, Nan Gongjing finally explained the origin of the dream team, which moved the audience.

The soldiers did not dare to discuss loudly, but the whispers could not be stopped.

Countless people looked up in disbelief.

Qinglong and the others stood up straight, like javelins stuck in the ground, with serious expressions.

And what about the one sitting on the high platform?
In the eyes of many people, Ji Wuchen is still that good-for-nothing dandy, some things he did in the capital did not spread quickly, and many people still don't know.

A good-for-nothing dandy who suddenly appeared with a group of heaven's favored sons, overwhelming the mythical mighty army in the army?
Incredible!

At this moment, Ji Wuchen was kneeling on the high platform with an indifferent expression.

He has a handsome face and is dressed in Chinese clothes. The moonlight shines on his body, making him look elegant and agile, like a banished fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Wang Yong was sitting beside him, his face was indifferent and unpredictable.

The two of them sat together, like two insurmountable mountains, so heavy that no one dared to raise their heads.

I don't know when, even if he gets along with Wang Yong, Ji Wuchen's momentum is not inferior.

After the military exercise was over, everyone started to leave.

"Dream Team... Tiance Battalion..."

Wang Yong muttered a few words in a low voice and sighed.

"Wuchen, I hope you are sensible and don't let your father down."

There are thorns in this sentence, there is a sense of beating, Ji Wuchen is not stupid, he can hear it.

He looked at Wang Yong and didn't say much.

The dream team's display of strength has already attracted his attention and fear.

Although Ji Wuchen is still very weak now, there are already some signs of growth.

It's really sad to say it, Wang Yong is my enemy, and the Empress is also suspicious of me in every possible way and doesn't trust me.

There was a faint hatred in Ji Wuchen's heart, an urge to destroy them all.

Evil and tyrannical emotions crawled like poisonous snakes, slowly eroding his heart.

Everyone wants to die, right?
This idea just appeared, but he was suppressed by him, Ji Wuchen shuddered.

what happened?What is affecting my mood?
He sensed something was wrong.

Could it be, what ghost blood?
"General, don't forget, come to the palace, I have something to explain to you."

Nangong Jing sat beside him, and whispered to Ji Wuchen, his tone was soft, not as tough as before.

Ji Wuchen was full of boredom and didn't have the heart to talk to her.

"I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well tonight, and I need to go back to recuperate. If His Majesty orders, please leave it to others."

Ji Wuchen replied lightly, got up and left without giving any face.

On the one hand, he does have a little problem with his body. On the other hand, since the empress does not let him wishful thinking and humiliate himself, then he doesn't want to, just don't take it.

Nor is he, he has to please someone.

The military exercise is over, and there is no point in staying any longer.

Nangong Jing was stunned, looking at the back of Ji Wuchen who was walking away quickly, the remaining sentence was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it for a long time.

"Ah! Your Majesty, you have angered Brother Wuchen... what should I do..."

Jing'er was so anxious that she almost wanted to chase after her.

The empress was silent for a long time.

She didn't know what to do.

Am I really exaggerating?

but……

Wang Yong and Wang Zhi also left the table. Before leaving, they bowed to the empress.

"Your Majesty, I will take my leave."

Nangong Jing forced a smile.

"Both generals have a nice trip."

Wang Yong and Wang Zhi nodded, turned and left.

Jing'er muttered and muttered to the side, looking depressed.

"Let's go back to the palace. If he doesn't come, he won't come. Don't I have anyone under my command who can do things?"

Nangong Jing glared at Jing'er, put away the slight ripples in her heart, stood up, and was about to leave.

Jing'er looked sad.

"Brother Wuchen..."

As everyone left, the place gradually became deserted, and only a dozen people remained to clean up the place.

……

Wang Yong and Wang Zhi are twin brothers. Although they have different personalities and meet less often now, their relationship has never faded.

After all, they are not only biological brothers, but also life and death friends who were born and died together.

Today, they share a carriage.

"Brother, ambition will hinder your growth."

Wang Zhi looked ahead and said calmly.

Wang Yong also looked calm.

"I know, but I don't care."

Wang Zhi sighed and said softly: "You also know that you can't succeed. The balance cannot be broken. Once broken, the situation will be turned upside down, and no one can be alone."

Wang Yong smiled, but the meaning was unclear.

"Yes, I know that too. But, there is always someone in the world who needs to stand up and change this situation. Even if I don't do that person, someone else will do it."