After being forced to marry an enemy tyrant

At the end of the line, the slaves were held in groups of three or five in special prison cars.

As soon as Chang Ling arrived with the military doctor, he bumped into a familiar figure.

"It's you."

Probably because of his special status, Luo Feng was imprisoned alone in a prison car. When he saw the long spirit, his tired eyes lit up, and he immediately grabbed the fence of the prison car excitedly.

"I'm sorry, that day I..."

These days, Luo Feng regrets what he did in the slave yard all the time, sometimes he just sits alone in a daze, wishing he could slap himself.

What tortured him even more was that he found that when he was dreaming at night, what he couldn't get rid of in his dreams was the exquisite and beautiful shadow of the fox boy under the blue cloak.

Fuyu people worship mountain gods.

The boy's star-like black eyes and snow-white skin fascinate him like the snow and Wuling gems of Fu Yu's mountain epilepsy, more eye-catching than the mountain god enshrined in the mountain temple.

In his long life in the past, he had never experienced such a taste.

He knew almost nothing about him other than his identity as a fox clan. He only guessed that he was someone the tyrant relied heavily on, and that's why he was able to hold the golden book and seal of the wolf clan to make a promise to them on behalf of the tyrant.During the period of being held in the prison car, he has been closely observing the entourage, especially the people who often come and go near the car of the wolf tyrant, trying to find traces of the spirit, but unfortunately found nothing.

He thought that he would never see him again in the future, but he did not expect to meet again in this situation today.Luo Feng's excited eyes were hot.

The military doctor looked at this scene and asked in amazement: "Young master knows this traitor?"

Just as Chang Ling was about to speak, his waist was suddenly grabbed from behind, and a cold voice sounded: "What are you doing?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." The military doctor was so frightened that he bowed to the ground immediately.

Chang Ling turned his head and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

Zhao Yan waved his hand to let the military doctor stand up, and took the little thing in his arms very naturally, narrowing his eyes dangerously, and said: "I should ask you this question—— um, queen?" He lowered his head and pushed aside the cloak , lightly holding a snow-white earlobe of the little thing, biting it gently.

Chang Ling was taken aback.

This is the first intimate contact between the two in the past few days, and under such circumstances, Zhang Ling naturally knows what Zhaoyan's purpose is.

"King, queen." Luo Feng muttered these two words, as if struck by lightning, his whole body froze, and he looked at Chang Ling in shock.

The numb feeling came from his ears all over his body, Chang Ling subconsciously stretched out his hand to push Zhao Yan away, and noticed that the latter's complexion had darkened visibly with the naked eye, and added: "General Yun is still waiting."

"I, I'll see a doctor for them first."

After finishing speaking, he closed the cloak and escaped from Zhaoyan's arms like a loach.

Zhao Yan didn't force him to bring him back, he narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at some cunning little thing for a moment, then retracted his gaze, and cast his cold gaze on Luo Feng.

Strong resentment welled up in Luo Feng's eyes, and he asked vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

"To you?"

Zhao Yan put his sleeves on his shoulders and smiled disdainfully: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in the weak, let alone the defeated opponents."

"In my eyes, you are no threat at all."

Luo Feng tightly clenched his fists, the blood on his face seemed to be drained.

To him, such words are obviously more lethal than any humiliating words.

"You are just relying on power and force to force him to occupy him. Do you think that he is really willing to follow you?"

When Zhao Yan turned around, Luo Feng's eyes turned red suddenly, and hissed.

"If that day wasn't—"

"If not what?"

Zhao Yan tilted his head slightly, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "If I didn't kill you suddenly, he would go with you and leave me, right?"

A sneer overflowed from the corner of Zhaoyan's lips: "Only cowards will make excuses for things they will never get."

"Even if you don't have me, you don't deserve to covet a single cent of that little thing."

**

Zhao Yan ordered the army to rest in place.

When Qiu Ye heard the news, he said displeasedly: "It's just a few slaves who are sick. Just leave a medical officer and a team of people to escort them alone. Why delay the itinerary of the entire army?"

The counselor in charge of sending the letter hesitated and said: "I heard...it's because the little fox in Qingqiu also went with the military doctor to treat the sick slave. Your majesty ordered the army to stop moving forward in order to wait for someone."

Qiu Ye frowned, remembering the news he had just learned these two days, he said furiously, "It's just nonsense."

He asked again: "Can you find out why the little fox got mixed up with Fu Yu people?"

The counselor shook his head: "My subordinates have inquired about Yunyi and Tanlang, and both of them agreed that the little fox was ordered by the emperor to go to the slave farm to cure the plague for the slaves. As for the secret report received by Dazhu Kingdom before It is said that the little fox and Bei Gong and Chu Yunfeng conspired together, and no definite evidence has been found yet."

"That's it."

Qiu Ye shook his head and sighed: "It doesn't matter what the facts are. One North Palace has already turned the world upside down. I will never allow a second or third North Palace to appear again. It was destroyed in the hands of the fox. It will be a disaster sooner or later if this little fox is kept."

The counselor's eyes flashed: "What does Dazhu Kingdom mean?"

Qiu Ye pondered for a moment, and said: "That little fox is as cunning as Bei Gong, so it's not appropriate to startle the snake, let's talk about it when we go back."

**

Temporary medicine is not easy, and Chang Ling spent a lot of effort to gather the required herbs.Zhaoyan stood with his sleeves behind his back, staring blankly at Chang Ling's busy work, and as soon as the pill was developed, he appointed a few soldiers to cooperate with the military doctor, and directly recruited a certain person. The little thing that didn't know it was carried back into the cloud car.

Seeing his uneasy expression, Chang Ling first explained in a low voice: "There are too many people in the army. Once the plague spreads, the consequences will be disastrous. I agreed to help because I saw that the medical officer was helpless."

Zhaoyan kept a cold face, without saying a word, he tore off his cloak with a huff, put him on the couch, turned around, took medicine wine, ointment and a new stack of white cloth from the table, and said: "Put your hands out." .”

Chang Ling was stunned for a moment, only to realize that just now he was only focused on messing with herbs, and the white folded cloth wrapped around his wrists had been wet by water at some point, so he stretched out his wrists obediently.

Zhaoyan cut the wet white cloth with scissors, first washed the wound with medicinal wine, applied medicine again, and bandaged it again. After finishing, he skillfully tied the end of the white cloth.

"Does it hurt?"

He asked suddenly.

Chang Ling hurriedly let go of his silently gnashed teeth, and shook his head.

Zhaoyan looked at the crystal oozing from the little thing's forehead, frowned, and didn't speak.

Seeing Zhaoyan turn around to leave, Chang Ling subconsciously asked, "Where are you going?"

After asking, I realized it was wrong.

"I'm just asking casually," he added.

"Just go and do your business. I promise I won't run around and make trouble for you."

Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows.

Chang Ling immediately picked up the pair of lock rings and handed them to him: "If you are worried, just lock my feet again."

Originally, Chang Ling was just saying a polite word, expressing his sincerity and loyalty, but Zhao Yan stared at the lock ring, and actually took it, leaned over and grabbed the little thing's two snow-white ankles, opened and buckled it, and locked it. The ring locks back on.

The little things are exquisite, even the ankles are extraordinarily exquisite.

Zhao Yan held it in his palm and played with it for a while, then said: "If you don't tell me, I will forget. I am really getting more and more sensible."

Chang Ling: "..."

Chang Ling was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Why? Are you unhappy? Didn't you ask for this? Didn't you deliberately lie to me just now?"

Chang Ling gritted his teeth: "No."

Zhaoyan laughed inexplicably, pushed open the car door and went out, but after a while, he folded it back again, with an extra tray in his hand.

The unique aroma of food permeated the compartment.

Chang Ling took a look and found that there was a freshly baked taro on the tray, with a layer of attractive brown on the surface, obviously coated with honey.

Zhao Yan put the tray on the small case and said, "Eat."

He himself picked up the booklet and flipped through it after sitting down at the desk.

Chang Ling didn't have time to eat at noon, and he was really hungry, so he picked up a piece of roasted taro from the tray and gnawed slowly.

A piece of taro is eaten quickly.

Seeing that Zhaoyan had no intention of leaving, nor did he intend to speak, Chang Ling thought for a while and said, "Don't ask, how did I persuade Mrs. Jun to eat?"

Zhaoyan twitched the corner of his mouth, but didn't speak.

Chang Ling noticed his frown as cold as frost for a moment, so he picked up the second taro from the tray and gnawed it, and kept silent knowingly.

"There is nothing in this world that can make him endure humiliation and make him submit, but this gentleman is just my younger brother who is far away in Qishan, so why ask?"

Zhao Yan suddenly opened his mouth again.The tone is light, without ups and downs, as always, unpredictable emotions.

Chang Ling guessed that he could guess, but he didn't expect him to speak so bluntly.

Turning his mind, an inconceivable thought faintly popped up, and he asked tentatively: "Back then, Mrs. Jun secretly sent son Zhaohua to Qishan, did you know?"

Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows, as if asking, otherwise.

"Then why did you..."

"Why did you let him go?" Zhaoyan twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a touch of self-mockery and sarcasm: "Because I offered him an exchange condition: If Zhaohua wants to go to Qishan, he must live in the North Palace forever. Get out of Tianhuan City."

"He agreed."

"The 200-year mother-child friendship between this gentleman and him is nothing more than a transaction. Now, do you understand?"

Chang Ling was taken aback.

Seeing that the little thing was dazed and seemed to be distracted, Zhao Yan put down the booklet and walked over, lightly clasped Chang Ling's waist, and called him back, with heavy eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "However, these are not important now."

"I can't control his heart, but I can control the country."

"In the future, all the miles of this Immortal State will belong to me, not to mention a Qishan Mountain."

His smile faded away, his brows were as sharp as a knife's edge, and a strong desire to conquer and possess appeared in his eyes again.

Chang Ling was alert to the danger, and instinctively wanted to retreat, but the current situation did not allow retreat, so he tentatively stretched out his hand, hugged him silently, and pressed his face against his cold armor without making a sound.

Zhao Yan suddenly said in a low voice: "But you are different."

Chang Ling raised his head and looked at him suspiciously.

Zhaoyan lowered his head and kissed those two beautiful eyes, and said tenderly and affectionately: "I can let them go, but I will never let you go."

"For the rest of your life, you are destined to be entangled with me."

"As long as I'm still alive, you can't even think about escaping from my palm and mixing with them."

"Also, no matter what happened today, I should thank you."

Chang Ling was shocked, and didn't know what to say, so he arched his head into his arms, and hugged his waist even tighter.

"what happened?"

Sensing that the little thing withdrew his hand suddenly, Zhao Yan sat up and asked with a little displeasure.

Chang Ling hurriedly put his hands behind his back and said, "I, I suddenly want to eat baked sweet potatoes, the purple ones, can you help me get some?"

Zhao Yan nodded hesitantly, looked at the little thing for a while, and when he saw nothing unusual, he turned and went out.

Only then did Chang Ling dare to show his right arm.

Streams of blood continued to flow down the inside of the arm, already soaking the blue sleeves, Chang Ling gritted his teeth, quickly bit the fingers of his left hand, and drew a blood formation on the wall of the car.

Dense blood-colored runes gathered on the right arm like butterflies, and quickly repaired the small wound inside.

Chang Ling's cheeks were pale, his lips were bloodless, and a cold sweat broke out in an instant.It took a long time before he slowly recovered, leaned against the wall of the car, and closed his eyes numbly.

**

The next day, Zhaoyan officially returned to court.

After this battle, Chu Yunfeng was defeated and fled, and all the rebels in the country were wiped out, including the remaining Chu Lang tribe, all sixteen Sirius tribes surrendered to the new king.

"Your Majesty, the 'Ye Xiao' sent back information that after Chu Yunfeng led the remnants into the northern snowfield, he disappeared. It was exactly the same as the golden cicada's plan to escape the shell that he performed in the northern border that day. The snowfield stretches for thousands of miles, passing through the borders of Yu, Chiyou, and Qingqiu, and the last general has issued a document with Yu and Chiyou, both of which claim that they have not seen any signs of rebels."

"Where is Qingqiu?"

"I also sent it, but for some reason, Bo Hui didn't reply for a long time."

Yunyi paused at this point, and said: "Chu Yunfeng's remnant army has at least 1 people. Even if they escape into the snow field, it is not easy to hide these [-] people quietly, unless..."

"Unless someone responds and helps in secret."

Zhao Yan knocked on the table, squinted his eyes, and said: "It seems that there are already people who can't wait to intervene in my state affairs."

"Your Majesty, do you know who that person is?"

Zhaoyan shook his head: "I don't know, I know."

Yun Yi said: "Forgive me for being stupid."

Zhaoyan raised the corner of his mouth coldly, and said, "It's not easy for Chu Yunfeng to hide those 1 people, and it's even more difficult to take those 1 people across the borders of other countries quietly. The spies are a bunch of idiots, and it is impossible for an army as large as 1 people not to be able to detect it."

"What does your majesty mean?"

"What I mean is that they are all lying."

Yunyi's expression suddenly became serious.

He calmed down and reasoned quickly, and said: "Your Majesty's words are not bad. If Chu Yunfeng wants to enter the northern snowfield, the first person to be disturbed is Yu, followed by Chi You. And Chi You has long wanted to annex Yu. A large number of spies have been deployed on the border of the country to monitor Yu's every move. Their spies are even more sensitive than the spies of the Yu clan's own clan. Once there is any trouble in Yu's country, it will never be hidden from Chi You's eyes."

"So... if Chu Yunfeng really entered the snowfield, both Yu and Chi You must have got the news!"

Zhao Yan didn't say anything, obviously that's exactly what he meant.

Yunyi was shocked for a while: "But the general doesn't understand, such a simple truth, the two tribes will understand after a little thought, why they still use lies to deceive the emperor."

Zhao Yan sighed: "Because they think I'm easy to deceive."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his brows were as cold as frost. These words were clearly ironic.

"Your Majesty, a letter from Bo Hui, Lord Qingqiu."

The personal soldiers entered the account, and presented a letter with Qingqiu Wangxi's seal in front of Zhaoyan.

Zhaoyan signaled Yunyi to look.

Yunyi respectfully accepted the order, then took the letter, unsealed the wax seal, took out the letter inside, opened it, read it, and cursed: "This cunning old man."

In the letter, Bo Hui first apologized respectfully and at length, saying that he had recently been ill due to improper handling of family affairs. After receiving Yunyi’s document, he was shocked to hear about the rebellion of the Chu Lang tribe and the internal strife of Sirius. He sat up in shock from his dying illness, and prepared to put on his armor and lead the fox army to the west to support the new king in suppressing the rebellion. But before he got out of bed, he read the second half of the letter and learned that the king had fought back and successfully repelled the new king. The rebels probably didn't need his support anymore, and tears filled their eyes with excitement. They fell off the bed and bowed westward, asking the gods to bless the new king and Sirius.The only unfortunate thing is that after this "big ups and downs" mood, he became even more ill. He was dizzy and confused every day. He could only rely on the medical officer to keep him awake. When I wake up every day, I have to hold the hand of the servant and ask three times, "Is the king injured? Is he healthy? Can I eat?" to express his concern for the follow-up war and his concern for the new king.

After the long-winded nonsense, Bo Hui answered Yunyi's question with a very small paragraph of fear and sincerity. Since the four clans and his subordinates jointly governed Qingqiu, the subordinates only ruled the Wangcheng area. The three towns on the northern border are under the jurisdiction of Yu, Chiyou and Zhuque respectively.The subordinates do not know what the general wants to ask, but if necessary, the subordinates can send a letter from Qingqiu King City to inquire on their behalf.

In short, Bohui's three-page letter, far from answering any questions, only made them more confusing.Because apart from Yu and Chi You, Suzaku was also involved.

Yunyi saw that her brain was about to burst, she closed the letter, but still had a headache.

"My lord, what should I do now?"

Zhao Yan said coldly: "They dare to openly oppose me, but because Chu Yunfeng has a new spirit crossbow made by Fu Yuren and even more things in his hands, so they have nothing to fear."

"Since they have such ambitions, I will give them a chance."

"Pass down the order of my lord. This time, my lord can quell the rebellion, thanks to the blessings of my ancestors and gods. Three days later, my lord will hold a celebration banquet in Tianhuan City. I sincerely invite the leaders of all ethnic groups to participate and discuss major plans. At the same time—— Announce a happy event."

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