After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

The encounter between the two sides has gone from daytime to dusk. In the fierce battle, both sides suffered casualties. At the top of the city, Dugu Jun wrapped his wounds and looked down at the Shence Army, whose offensive was still fierce.

One by one, they climbed up the ladder desperately and fought to the death with the rebels. When someone falls, someone immediately fills up. It goes on and on like the tide. Dugujun's eyes flashed sharply, and he had already ordered his eldest son to capture the Li family. With the Li family in hand, he didn't believe that Li Xiujing would not have any scruples.

As soon as he learned that Li Xiujing was stationed in the north and Zhou Yuanzhen had the weakest troops, he immediately sent his subordinate Han Min to attack. Unexpectedly, Li Xiujing only allocated a small number of people to support the North Road under the leadership of He Liang.

The North Road has support. Han Min didn't get any favors from him, so he had no choice but to lead his troops back to the city.

Dugujun looked up at the setting sun in the sky and sighed.

At this moment, a sergeant ran over in a hurry.

"Your Majesty! Oh no, Da Langjun has been arrested!" After saying this, the sergeant quickly lowered his head.

"Who captured my son?"

"Her surname is Pei." After saying this, the sergeant held up a wooden box and handed it to Dugujun. "She also said that if His Majesty wants to attack the Li family, she would not mind beheading the eldest son alive."

Hearing this, Dugujun took a deep breath and looked at the half of the clothes in the box with a livid face. He didn't expect Pei Jiaoran to sneak into Chang'an City and become a variable that hindered him.

Just as he was stunned, the Shence Army below suddenly shouted gold and retreated.

"Your Majesty..." the sergeant who just reported the news asked in a low voice.

After hearing this, Dugujun closed his eyes and waved his hands. He signaled that his side also sent an order to withdraw his troops.

Dusk dyed the sky little by little, and Chang'an City fell into darkness.

Pei Jiaoran's eyes were filled with thoughts as he watched the servants lighting up the lights in the corridor one by one from a distance. Dugujun was more calm than she thought. His eldest son was trapped in her hands, but he didn't show any sign. So much so that she had to re-examine the use value of her eldest son.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard footsteps coming from behind him. Pei Jiaoran looked back and saw Li Sikong, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Li Sikong." Pei Jiaoran called softly.

"It seems that Erlang has withdrawn his troops." Li Sikong stood beside her with his hands behind his hands. "If Dugujun doesn't come to see you, he will probably negotiate with you no matter how hard he wants. Pei Shangshu, you don't have a good impression on others. .”

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran curled his lips unnecessarily, "What's there to think about? If he doesn't care about his son, I'll just kill him for him."

Looking at Pei Jiaoran, Li Sikong said slowly: "This is not like Pei Shangshu's previous style."

"Probably because you have been with Li Xiujing for a long time, it is normal for you to pick up the style of a military general." Pei Jiaoran turned to look at Li Sikong beside him and smiled, "Speaking of which, I am curious, what Qiong Ju was mentioned by Li Sikong that day what is this about?"

After Li Sikong mentioned it to her that day. She then remembered that when she was in Guazhou, she took a jade pendant from Li Xiujing, and she kept it in her dowry. Recalling the jade pendant, after Li Xiujing came back, she asked him about its meaning more than once. But Li Xiujing refused to tell her anything and only let her guess.

She was so busy with trivial matters that she had no time to guess. When he saw Li Sikong, he thought about using a different phrase.

Looking at her, Li Sikong smiled narrowly, "That guy actually refused to tell you?" He stroked his beard, "He even refused to tell you, how could I tell you?"

When the words fell, Pei Jiaoran blinked and squeaked softly. Turn around and leave without looking back.

After a while, Pei Jiaoran led a group of divine soldiers over. Feng Yuanxian stood beside her holding a drink.

Li Sikong looked at her with deep meaning in his eyes.

At Pei Jiaoran's signal, Feng Yuanxian smashed the tiles to get the wine. The aroma of wine filled the corridor.

After distributing the wine to everyone, Pei Jiaoran held the wine and walked in front of Li Sikong, saying warmly: "Everyone who follows someone into Chang'an, life or death is unpredictable. Entering the palace today is even more dangerous. Whether you can see the rising sun of tomorrow is not yet known. You know. If you wish to enter the palace with someone tonight, you should drink this cup and share life, death, honor and disgrace with me."

Feng Yuanxian was originally sent by Li Xiujing to assist Pei Jiaoran. When he heard her speak, he naturally took the lead in drinking the first bowl of wine. The rest of the Shence Army looked at each other and followed Feng Yuanxian's example in holding tiles and drinking wine.

The sound of tiles falling fell on my ears. Li Sikong raised his eyes and looked at Pei Jiaoran in front of him. He had seen her tyranny and smooth and ruthless methods many times. Frankly speaking, she is indeed a good partner from all aspects. With the help of Qin Huaiyi, Wang Yu's power in the center was eliminated, and he smiled and told Qin Huaiyi about the murder of Han Xin by his great ancestor You Yunmengze, forcing him to rebel. Now it seems that she is very likely to become a central official, and as her ally, the political dividends will probably not be small.

Meeting Li Sikong's gaze, Pei Jiaoran curled his lips and smiled. He handed the tile over, then pulled out the Pure Jun Sword with his right hand, held it tightly with his left hand, and drew a line in his palm. She opened her arms slightly, and warm blood flowed down the sword blade and thin fingers, dripping into the wine and slowly spreading.

Li Sikong moved his lips. The sword is a gentleman's weapon, and a gentleman values ​​​​his promise, and even more importantly, loyalty. She was the first to express her stance, and she pledged her sword to everyone's blood as an alliance. She was actually waiting for her own attitude. As long as she expresses her position, others will not have their own thoughts, and she can use this as a momentum to continue to win over other aristocratic families in Chang'an City. Fight against Dugujun from within.

Looking at Pei Jiaoran, Li Sikong smiled and took the tiles handed to him. Cut the palm of your hand with pure Jun, and let the blood drip into the wine. The rest of the people also followed the example of the two men, slicing their own palms with pure Jun. Take the blood and sprinkle the wine to build a clear faith here.

"I hold the word "loyalty and trust" in my hand today, and I should bear in mind today's promise. I will share life and death with you, and the heaven and earth will judge my heart."

"We share life and death, and heaven and earth judge our hearts."

When Chang'an City completely fell into night, Pei Jiaoran left Li Mansion with Feng Yuanxian and others.

Under the night, Li Sikong watched the team leave with his hands behind his hands.

She used her tyrannical methods to draw the entire city of Chang'an into her chess game.

This political scheming is really something that no one dares to despise. Li Sikong smiled lonelyly as if he was remembering something.

While he was thinking about it, Pei Jiaoran had already brought Dugu Xiu to the vicinity of the palace garden. After scanning around, everyone sneaked in along the Longshou Canal and hid in the Yushitai.

Looking at Dugu Xiu who was still in a coma, Pei Jiaoran poured a cup of cold tea and raised his hand to pour it on his face. The corners of his mouth curved upward.

"How's your rest, little general?" Pei Jiaoran asked with a smile.

Water drops dripped down his eyelids, and Dugu Xiu slowly opened his eyes. His gaze just met a pair of calm peach blossom eyes. He struggled to stand up, but found that he was tied tightly.

He remembered. He was knocked unconscious by this man named Pei Jiaoran in Li Sikong's house.

"Don't be nervous, little general. I just want to have a good talk with your father." Pei Jiaoran spoke softly.