Dressed as the mistress of the Hou family, I became the white moonlight in the Beijing circle

"Ah Huan!" The Great Khan was heartbroken and shed two tears.

After the grief, he stared at Ji Cheng, gritted his teeth and asked, "You scheme against your biological father and kill your brother. You deserve to die!"

As he finished speaking, two familiar figures suddenly came into his eyes.

Looking at the two men opposite, the Great Khan was stunned and could not recover for a moment, "Ji Xuan... Ji Fa... why are you over there?"

Ji Hyun had a smile on his lips, not feeling guilty at all, and said loudly, "Great Khan, you have been sitting on this throne for a long time. It's time for a replacement."

Ji Fa remained silent, but he stood close to Ji Cheng, obviously making his position clear.

The Great Khan choked. After being stimulated twice and three times, his vision suddenly went dark and his body went limp.

"Great Khan!" There was another commotion in front of the king's tent.

Ji Cheng looked at the farce in front of him, curled his lips coldly, and said in a loud voice, "My fellow soldiers, the Great Khan is fighting everywhere and is an enemy of all countries. His people have long had complaints in their hearts. I know you don't want to fight to the death, so why not just surrender your arms?" He changed his mind and followed us."

The soldiers saw the king fall with their own eyes, and their morale had already plummeted. Now after hearing his look, some even threw away their weapons and refused to fight anymore.

During the civil strife in the Turks, Ji Cheng won without a fight, the throne changed hands, and many of the rebels were killed.

At the end of the day, blood flowed like a river in front of the king's tent, and there was no dissent in the grassland.

At night, when the bonfire was raised, Ji Cheng sat on the main seat, holding a wine cup, and smiled at Song Huixin and said, "General Song, I will never say thank you for your kindness. If Dayan is able to use me in the future, I will never refuse." ."

Song Huixin accepted the glass of wine, with a slight smile on her lips, and said softly, "I also have the emperor's mandate, and I also ask the third prince to ascend the throne in the future, and don't forget the friendship between the two countries."

"This is natural." Ji Cheng nodded in agreement and sighed softly, "Whether it is the Yan or the Turks, the people hate the word war. I naturally know the pros and cons."

While they were drinking wine, Qiu Yu came to Yuan Mi with a wine cup and whispered, "Princess, this is your favorite sweet wine."

Yuan Mi was stunned and asked subconsciously, "Haven't all the sweet wine in the tent been drunk? Where did this come from?"

Qiu Yu covered her mouth and snickered, pointed not far away, and whispered, "General Song brought this from the capital. It will be brought up after it has been warmed."

Yuan Mi's hand covering the wine cup paused, and he felt the warmth coming from his fingertips, and looked in the direction of Song Huixin unconsciously.

Not far away, Song Huixin had already taken off his armor and put on his clothes. He was drinking and eating food, his wrists reflecting the faint light.

Yuan Mi stared closely at her wrist, where there was a jade bracelet of excellent quality.

It was Song Huixin who bought it when the two became good friends. It was originally a pair, but the other one was currently worn on his hand.

Yuan Mi lowered his head, his fingertips brushed the jade bracelet on his hand, and he couldn't suppress the curvature of the corners of his mouth.

Late at night, the banquet ended and the guests dispersed.

Yuan Mi watched Song Huixin leave, quickly informed Ji Cheng, and chased after him while holding up his skirt.

"Song Huixin!"

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from behind. Song Huixin paused, looked back, and met Yuan Mi's shining eyes.

Yuan Mi grinned, tears welling up in his eyes, and asked loudly, "If you are willing to come over, will you not break up with me again?"

Song Huixin's lips curled up slightly, she turned her face away and said arrogantly, "The emperor ordered me to come here, not of my own free will."

Yuan Mi took a small step forward, stretched out his hand to hold her sleeve, and shook it slightly, "Song Huixin, please don't be angry with me again, okay?"

Finally, I would like to add, "I really miss you."

Song Huixin's expression paused, and his eyes suddenly turned red. He pondered for a long time, and then whispered, "I was the one who got into trouble and accepted death. The mistake that person made... should have nothing to do with you. Before... I was the one who offended you. sorry."

Yuan Mi shook his head with a smile, tears falling from his eyes. The grievances accumulated in his heart instantly disappeared when he heard these words, "You are my friend. I have never blamed you. All the past... just let it pass. Can we make peace?"

Song Huixin looked at her for a while, then chuckled, tears falling on the back of his hands.

The breeze blew by, and Yuan Mi only heard her say softly, "Okay."

The little sister hadn't seen each other for many days, and she stayed in the tent and said many thoughtful words. It was not until dark that Yuan Mi withdrew from her tent.

On the way back to his tent, Yuan Mi couldn't hide his excitement as he thought about Song Huixin. He glanced aside from the corner of his eye and suddenly noticed a familiar figure sitting not far away.

"Ji Cheng?"

Hearing a familiar voice, Ji Cheng turned around in surprise and met Yuan Mi's eyes.

Seeing it was her, Ji Cheng raised his lips and smiled, saying warmly, "You're here."

Yuan Mi moved his eyes downward, looking at the wine bottles on the floor, frowning slightly, sitting next to him, and asked in a low voice, "Drink so much... what's wrong with you?"

Ji Cheng shook his head with a smile, turned his head to look at the bright moon high in the sky, and whispered, "I just want to have a few words with my mother and brother."

Hearing this, Yuan Mi was startled, and immediately raised his head to look at the moon. After a long moment of silence, he softly said, "My mother-in-law and my little brother must be very pleased."

Ji Cheng looked back, looking slightly stunned, and murmured, "Why?"

Yuan Mi smiled very sweetly and raised his hand to touch his handsome face, "Because you are so well-off and so capable. How can a mother be unhappy when you are watching from above?"

Ji Cheng was in a daze for a moment, grabbed her little hand, frowned slightly, and said in an aggrieved tone, "But others... don't like me."

The smile on Yuan Mi's lips faded a little, and his eyes showed distress, and he whispered, "They all hate you, but you are the best."

Ji Cheng's long eyelashes trembled slightly. He was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses and asked in a deep voice, "What about you?"

"Me?" Yuan Mi blushed. He wanted to be more reserved but was afraid of hurting his heart. He hesitated for a while and whispered, "Of course I like you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Mi clearly saw a trace of passion flashing in his dark eyes.

The next moment, someone was holding the back of the head and covering her with thin lips, smelling of alcohol.

The bright moon hanging high in the sky was covered by clouds, and the autumn rain not far away also covered its eyes in awe.

After a few days, the Yan army left the Turks, leaving only five thousand craftsmen.

As soon as Song Huixin left, Ji Cheng also became busy. He saw no one all day long, and the mountain of boxes stacked in the tent became smaller and smaller day by day.

One day, Yuan Mi came back from outside and saw that the palace people were all gathered together. They did not work or talk, but only looked at her with a smile.

Yuan Mi was confused and asked, "Why are you all gathered here?"

"Princess." Qiu Yu also ran away from her, stood with them, and said with a loud smile, "We can go home."

"Go home..." Yuan Mi was stunned, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "What does this mean?"

Qiu Yu couldn't hide her excitement and pushed aside the crowd so that the princess could see what was on the bed.

Yuan Mi looked around and saw the salutes piled on the bed.

"Princess, the prince-in-law has been busy for so many days, taking care of all the affairs of the Turks, and pushing the thirteenth prince to the throne. We...can go back to Dayan." Qiu Yu said, suddenly shedding tears.