The Regent is not dead yet

Zhu He: "..."

Zhuhe felt that he had always been a person who had the courage to take responsibility. Although he felt a little ashamed, he admitted it sincerely: "That's not nonsense, I must have liked him before. Otherwise, why would I want to be with him secretly God's?"

"Is it?"

Xiang Jin smiled lightly, looked at Zhu He, "What do you like about him?"

Zhu He had never been asked this question before, so he was stunned for a while.

Xiang Jin said: "You like his face? But you keep saying you like him, but you can't even tell whether he is a man or a woman."

Zhu He: "..."

Hehe felt that someone had offended his IQ.

He thought about it carefully, and before he could open his mouth to defend himself, Xiang Jin said first: "Ahe, although Emperor Wangtian's appearance is unrivaled in the fairy world, but before you, he has never There was someone who recognized him as a woman. What do you love about him?"

Zhu He: "..."

Zhuhe was a little dazed, and subconsciously wanted to touch a prawn on the brocade-patterned dinner plate on the table, but he stretched it out halfway and shrank back timidly.

Then Zhu He forced himself to think again, stood up a little stubbornly, and argued for himself: "You don't understand me and him... I used to love him very much, he is still my savior, all my good You can give him half of everything you eat."

"so what?"

Xiangjin was much taller than Zhuhe, he seemed to find it very interesting, lowered his head slightly, looked at Zhuhe, "When you were with him, did you ever think about hugging, kissing, and sleeping with him?"

Zhu He: "..."

Before being messed around by Yan Rong, Zhu He had only seen such things on TV.

At this moment when Xiangjin mentioned it again, Zhuhe couldn't help thinking about it suddenly...and found that he really didn't seem to have thought about doing such or such a thing with Emperor Wangtian.

Zhuhe pursed his lips, and forced himself to find a reason: "That's because people in the fairy world should be sober and ascetic, and I still thought he was a fairy at that time, so naturally I wouldn't want to be with him..."

"You're wrong, Ah He."

There was something meaningful in Xiang Jin's tone, "Even in the fairy world, desire cannot be contained. If you like him and love him deeply, you will naturally want to have closer contact with him, but you don't."

Zhu He: "..."

Zhuhe's face darkened.

"Your liking is just your false cognition, even liking is fake, why are you deceiving yourself?"

Xiangjin walked up to Zhuhe, and said softly, "Ahe, you and I are the same kind of people. We don't fall in love with others, we only recognize power. Only the power we have will give us pleasure, don't you think Is it?"

Zhu He: "..."

Xiangjin's exhalation was right next to his ears, and when he was lingering on the bed, Yan Rong happened to like talking to Zhuhe in this posture very much.

It's just that when Yan Rong was talking, Zhu He had never felt like this...a sense of discomfort and irritability was all over his body.

Zhuhe didn't understand where this feeling came from, but he stretched out his hand and pushed Xiangjin away, and he also left the table where he was eating.

It wasn't until a certain distance was maintained between the two that Zhuhe glanced at Xiangjin vigilantly, and said in a very reasonable way: "Stop talking, I can't be a god, and I don't need to be a high official. Are you going to do it yourself?" But why did Emperor Wangtian come to lobby for me to fight for you? No way, I can't beat him, and I'm not stupid."

Xiangjin: "..."

Zhu He choked Xiang Jin to death before he finished speaking.

He had to pause for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and then showed a subtle smile: "Then don't you wonder if he loves you or not?"

Zhu He: "..."

Zhuhe felt that Xiangjin was trying to find trouble for nothing, and he didn't want to talk to the person in front of him any more.

He stretched his waist, stopped answering Xiang Jin's words, and picked up his steps to walk outside the main tent.

However, before he had taken two steps, Xiangjin called to stop him: "Ahe, don't you never guess, maybe Wangtian Dijun is also very pleased with you."

Zhuhe's footsteps stopped for a moment.

However, Xiang Jin soon discovered that Zhu He didn't care as much about this sentence as he thought.

Even this sentence only disturbed Zhuhe for a short second, and then Zhuhe turned his head with a smile: "Come on, you can at least tell some basics when you make up nonsense. If he can fall in love with me, Lei Gongdian Mother might be able to play a big ensemble for me on the spot—”

Sudden.

off the main account.

"Boom--"

Zhu He: "..."

In an instant, the embarrassment on Zhuhe's face froze into ice.

But Xiangjin laughed, he glanced outside the tent, he didn't know what he saw, turned around and said to Zhuhe: "Ahe, isn't it interesting?"

Zhu He took a deep breath: "You came all the way to find me just to talk about such nonsense?"

"of course not."

Xiang Jin's body has completely faded away from his appearance when he was pretending to be a monk. The clothes that belong to the fairy world are automatic without wind.

Immortals and demons are not compatible at all, Zhuhe felt a little uncomfortable being crushed by Xiangjin, and his complexion became unsightly.

Under Xiang Jin's handwriting, the soldiers outside the tent naturally couldn't see everything inside the tent.

Therefore, Xiangjin had enough time to watch the blood on Zhuhe's face fade little by little, so he said slowly, "Ahe is not willing to fight against Emperor Wangtian with me. Although I am very disappointed, everything will come to an end." You can’t force it, you can just forget it.”

The slightly sharp tiger teeth of the cranes bit down a few deep marks on the lower lip: "Then you still don't get out? Could it be that you want to kill me? I'm afraid that if you do it privately, it will not be allowed according to the laws of the fairy world." Bar?"

"How could I do anything to you?"

The expression on Xiangjin's face was gentle, and his tone was gentle, "I just want to tell you that you and Emperor Wangtian are not on the same road, and you will never get along."

The cultivation base and coercion belonging to the fairy world made Zhu He start to have a headache, he frowned, stared at Xiangjin, endured a wave of pain, and then said: "Let me guess...you care so much This question, is it possible that you are actually secretly in love with Emperor Wangtian? You can't get what you want, and you want to take it by force?"

Xiangjin: "..."

This time, the corners of Xiangjin's mouth twitched visibly.

Zhuhe strikes while the iron is hot, trying to lobby: "Then you go after him, I have quit the competition, why are you still here to fight against me?"

Xiangjin: "..."

He should have guessed.

With Zhuhe's brain circuit, it would be extremely inexplicable for him to talk about anything.

Xiangjin's smile finally couldn't be maintained, and the expression on his face became the unreasonable indifference when they first met.

His eyes fell on Zhu He condescendingly, and he said suddenly: "Do you know why I appear here?"

Zhu He had lost all patience with Xiang Jin, and didn't even raise his eyelids: "Because you're lonely?"

Xiangjin's expression froze again, and finally regained his composure.

He paused, asked Zhu He, and said as if sighing: "Because you know, I really hate Yan Rong. He not only snatched you from me, but also got you."

Xiang Jin seemed to have finally thought of something that would make him feel happy, and his tone relaxed a little, "So I gave his marching formation map to the king of Beidi for free, it seems to be... Wu Yu , is the name right?"

"All the layout plans..."

Xiang Jin paused leisurely, looked at Zhu He with a pair of extremely indifferent eyes, but said with a smile in his tone, "A He, do you think Yan Rong will die in battle this time?"

Zhu He was stunned for a moment, then turned his head subconsciously, and met Shang Xiangjin's oncoming gaze.

And Xiangjin's Buddha body was becoming paler and paler, his brows and eyes were full of color, leaving only a sentence floating in the air.

"If you go to the city wall now, you might see him for the last time."

The brocade blue clothes left only the last light shadow.

"When he dies, you will always be willing to go with me."

The northern Xinjiang is covered by wind and sand all the year round, even though it is early autumn, the yellow sand has not disappeared even half of it.

Zhuhe hurried out of the tent, the cloak on his body was blown up by the wind, engulfing the flying sand blowing towards his face, making it hard to open his eyes.

Although it has been several days since Yan Rong joined the army, Zhuhe, who has always been spoiled and pampered, has never even walked a step outside the tent. This is the first time he has faced the sand and dust, which immediately made him feel a little uncomfortable .

After standing outside the tent for a while, Laixi rushed over, saluted respectfully, and asked in a soft voice: "My lord, what are you... It's windy and sandy outside, you'd better go back to the tent to rest .”

Zhu He pulled up the hood of the black cloak to cover his head, and also covered most of his face. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Where's Yan Rong?"

Laixi was stunned for a while.

This was the first time that Zhu He took the initiative to ask about Yan Rong's situation.

Among the thousands of people in the palace, only Laixi has served Yan Rong the longest, and he also knows how much Yan Rong cares for Zhu He.

Now that Zhu He responded for the first time, even though Yan Rong's personality had changed drastically, Laixi was still a little happy for his master: "Reporting to the prince, there is no news from the front, your majesty should still be fighting."

As he was talking, Laixi added a very appropriate sentence: "Your Majesty is brave and brave, and will surely triumph in triumph. The prince must not worry about it."

Zhu He: "..."

If it wasn't for Xiang Jin's operation, of course he wouldn't have to worry.

But Xiangjin...

Although Zhuhe didn't understand why Xiangjin wanted to get along with Yan Rong, he could still tell from Xiangjin's tone that Xiangjin really wanted to kill Yan Rong.

But compared to Yan Rong, He He wanted to kill Xiang Jin more.

And even if he and Yan Rong had a lot of unhappiness before... But it is not enough to just let Yan Rong die.

Yan Rong is so young, so popular with the common people.

Although... the time to toss myself was long and ruthless, but...

While Zhuhe struggled, he was blown in the yellow sand all over the sky for a long time.

In the end, he let out a long sigh, and waved to Laixi: "Go prepare the horse, let's go up to the city wall to have a look. After so long, there should be a result."

Laixi was surprised, and hurriedly persuaded: "My lord, do you want to think about it again..."

"No need."

Zhuhe squeezed the space between his brows, and finally showed a somewhat hasty look on his face, "There is no need to organize the cavalry, just come and follow me."

Laixi was scared to death by Zhuhe's whim, but he didn't dare to resist Zhuhe, so he hurriedly followed his instructions, and he also led his horse to follow behind Zhuhe: "My lord, I heard that Beidi was about to attack City, if Your Majesty knows that you are going to the city wall..."

"I know, so let's go quickly."

Yan Rong is not in the army, Zhuhe is the living king of the mountain.

He rode his horse and galloped away, and Laixi hurriedly rode his horse carefully to catch up. After pondering for a while, he finally cautiously asked: "My lord... are you here, worried about your majesty?"

Seeing that Zhuhe didn't seem angry, Laixi mustered up his courage and hurriedly followed up, "Do you like Your Majesty?"

Zhuhe: "?"

Zhu He was taken aback by Lai Xi's question, and almost fell off his horse with a flick of his whip.

When he came to Xideng, he was so frightened that his soul was split apart. Fortunately, Zhuhe moved dexterously, and quickly retrieved himself, sat back on the horse steadily, and moved forward with his whip.

Laixi was a little disappointed, feeling that the question just now might not have an answer after all——

But Zhuhe turned his head hastily at this time, as if he had thought of it by accident, and as if he used it as a cover, he asked easily: "What is □□ him?"

Laixi was dumbfounded by the question, opened his mouth, and didn't know where to start to answer.

He had no choice but to ride his horse to catch up with Zhuhe again, fully turning his brain on the bumpy horseback, and answer the question: "Your Highness is joking, and this round will be explained by the servant. You can see that His Majesty is completely clear to you."

Zhu He became more and more confused, and even turned his head: "Huh? Yan Rong? He likes me, and he likes me almost!"

Laixi: "..."

At a certain moment, Laixi felt that His Majesty was indeed a little pitiful.

All the hard work and dedication did not leave a mark in Zhu He's mind, but seemed to be an understatement.

"My lord, it's not like this..."

Laixi grasped the rein tightly, and hurried to Zhu He's side with difficulty, his tone fluctuated in the fierce wind: "Your Majesty pays attention to your three meals a day, and even chooses every dish personally, in case you don't like it. All the utensils you have used have been treasured by His Majesty and placed in the Imperial Study. Your food and clothing are all treasures in the world, and they are all purchased with funds from His Majesty's private treasury. Every time your body catches cold, Your Majesty is worried Incomparably..."

Zhuhe didn't know what to think of, so he didn't speak.

"My lord, I have heard a local saying before, and I am not afraid of my lord's jokes when I say it."

Laixi thought that Zhu He was a little loose, and immediately said, "This means... If there is a person who pays attention to your three meals a day, is healthy, happy, and stays with you day and night, then this person must love you To the bone."

Zhu He frowned, turned to look at Lai Xi, then shook his head: "This is what you think."

Laixi who suddenly collapsed: "?"

Zhuhe didn't notice the astonishment on Laixi's face, but sighed faintly: "There used to be someone who cooked for me every day, washed dishes, washed clothes, urged me to practice, and took me out to play, but that person People don't like me at all... I watched him take a bath once, and he even ordered his men to beat me."

Laixi: "?"

"Forget it, don't think about it, anyway, he doesn't like me, and I don't like him either."

Zhuhe shrugged, and his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent, forming a crescent-like appearance, "Let's go, let's go to the city wall."

Laixi only knew that the regent's past emotional history seemed to be unclear to the first emperor, but he naturally didn't dare to guess clearly, so he lowered his head in frustration and made way for Zhu He.

And at the same time.

Yan Rong stretched out his hand and yanked open the big curtain of the main tent, and what greeted his eyes was the emptiness and darkness.

His complexion changed almost instantly, and he said sharply, "Where's the person?"

All the palace guards outside the main tent moved together with Zhuhe, only the soldiers on the periphery remained.

It was probably because Yan Rong's face was so terrifying that the soldier knelt down suddenly, and even his voice was a little trembling: "Return, report to Your Majesty... In the main tent, the young master in the middle seems to be worried about you, riding a horse, riding a horse to the city wall Go in the direction of... go."

Yan Rong twisted the hand holding the spear/spear inward, making a muffled tearing sound: "How long have you been walking?!"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, no, soon!"

The soldier kowtowed, "Probably less than half the time for burning incense!"

For some reason, Yan Rong always felt extremely restless.

He didn't even bother to reprimand those dereliction of duty soldiers, turned around and walked out of the tent.

After only a few steps, Wen Ping ran over with a piece of paper from a distance.

The paper was specially made for military affairs, with official patterns printed on it, and it was sent to the army by the Dali spies who were lurking in the Beidi army, and Yan Rong could see it clearly at a glance.

The stone that had been hanging over his heart trembled instantly, and Yan Rong stopped in his tracks.

Before he could open his mouth, Wen Ping handed over the general's information, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, for some reason, the Beidi army that had just withdrawn suddenly pressed up again. According to the spies' report, there are more people than before. Twice as much. Your Majesty, Your Majesty...?"

The paper engraved with official patterns flew high in the yellow sand all over the sky, and finally fell into Wen Ping's hands.

And the person who was standing in front of him just now didn't even bother to take a second look at the military information, so he rode his horse and swung his whip towards the tower.

The wind and sand on the city wall was even bigger, and the howling wind swept the dust and sand all over the sky, sweeping past the cranes, and even the outside of the city could not be seen clearly from a distance.

It has always been a rule in the army not to reveal the emperor's whereabouts, until Zhu He walked up the city wall, it was clear that Yan Rong was no longer here.

Except for the soldiers who were still on duty and the shining swords, Zhuhe couldn't help shivering due to the strong wind blowing towards his face.

Lai Xi didn't agree with Zhu He coming here, seeing this scene, he immediately persuaded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, since His Majesty has already won the victory, he must have returned to the main account now, why don't we go back and reunite with His Majesty immediately."

Lai Xi paused, as if he had some concerns: "If His Majesty doesn't see you when he goes back, I'm afraid he will be a little angry again..."

Zhu He: "..."

The taste of sand and dust on the face is really unpleasant.

Zhuhe originally came here to take a look at Xiangjin's words, but now seeing that nothing serious happened, he lost the patience to stay here.

He reached out and grabbed the hood of the black cloak, covering most of his face, and was about to tell Laixi to retreat.

Before he could speak, he heard hurried footsteps in his ears.

Immediately, the ear-piercing and sharp sound of bugles sounded——

Zhuhe's eardrums had only been stimulated by Xiangjin not long ago, and now he was attacked head-on by the sound of the ear-piercing trumpet. He was dizzy for a while, and finally recovered, only to realize that it was Laixi who quickly supported him. Otherwise, he almost fell off the tower.

Zhu He: "..."

Zhuhe rubbed his temples, then stretched out his hand to cover one ear, tried his best to close his eyes, and then approached Laixi and asked, "What's the matter?"

Laixi seemed to be negotiating with the soldier next to him, and he babbled several times, but the soldier still didn't let go.

Seeing Zhuhe's opening to ask questions, Laixi turned back to Zhuhe's side.

He looked embarrassed and shook his head at Zhu He: "My lord, King Beidi led the army to launch a new attack. According to the laws of the Dali, once we enter the battle, all retreat routes will be blocked...We can't go back now."

Zhu He: "..."

Zhu He hated this noisy environment extremely.

He is used to fineness, and he can't stand noise, and he can't stand this kind of roughness at all, not to mention that he was crushed by Xiangjin just once, and he was very uncomfortable.

The sound in the ear was getting louder and louder, and the soldiers naturally ignored Zhu He in their haste, and were squeezed to this side for a while, feeling quite embarrassed.

In the final analysis, these things would not do much harm to Zhu He, but only made him irritable and helpless.

With no retreat, they could only stand on the city wall.

In order to avoid being crowded around again, Zhu He had to choose a position relatively close to the edge, stretched out his hand to support the stone arch, and didn't know where to place his sight, so he could only look out.

There's really no view at all.

There was still a long way to go from the commander's tent to the city wall, and it was almost dusk when Xiangjin left. By the time Zhuhe arrived at the tower, the sky had already darkened quietly, and even the last ray of setting sun had already fallen into the horizon.

It was not the first time for Zhuhe to see this kind of cold weapon battlefield, but it had been too long since he went out in person last time.

He looked down along the city wall, and the Beidi garrison could be seen faintly in the yellow sand all over the sky. The torches that were extinguished in the night looked like will-o'-the-wisps, which always looked not so auspicious.

Suddenly.

All the torches of the Beidi Army were extinguished and turned into ashes, completely darkened in Zhuhe's sight.

When stationing troops at night, lighting is a must.

But now, the flames in the Beidi garrison that were erratic like will-o'-the-wisps are no longer visible, instead showing a ghostly sternness.

Laixi stood beside Zhuhe, and also saw the reaction of the Beidi army on the opposite side. He was stunned for a while, and subconsciously said to Zhuhe: "My lord, this Beidi king is probably... how can there be troops stationed late at night without lighting a fire?" ..."

"Order the soldiers to put out all our torches and lights!"

Before Lai Xi finished speaking, Zhu He's complexion changed a little.

His gaze has been taken back from Beidi, and he has looked around at the city wall of Dali——

In the completely dark night, once the Beidi Army extinguished all the fires, every soldier holding a torch on the city wall would undoubtedly become the best living target.

Zhuhe cursed in a low voice, tried to stand up again amidst the crowd of soldiers, and said loudly: "Everyone listen to the order, immediately extinguish all the torches, or if Beidi shoots an arrow—"

No one paid attention to Zhu He.

Until the words slowly dissipated in the wind.

Zhuhe: "???"

Hehe's country is so dead? !

Zhuhe was so angry that he almost went to quarrel with all the soldiers present, but he forcibly endured it.

Forget it.

The regent is dead, but Hehe is still alive.

Hehe is a good crane who is benevolent, kind, and not as common as human beings...

Zhuhe took a deep breath, and was about to try to persuade him patiently, but he heard a deep and slightly hoarse voice from behind: "Send the order to extinguish all the torches and lamps, and do not light them without an order."

Zhu He was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, a pure white fox fur that was thicker than the cloak that Zhu He was originally wearing wrapped around his shoulders.

A strong arm wrapped around Zhuhe's waist, and he directly took him into his arms with a very possessive desire: "It's so courageous for a person who secretly uses Gu to come to the battlefield with his back on his back, huh?"

Zhu He: "..."

I don't know if it was because the fox fur had Yan Rong's scent on it, or the two of them were too close, but Zhu He could clearly smell the faint ambergris fragrance from Yan Rong's body.

Many times when the two of them get along, late at night, on the bed covered by gauze curtains, when they are still being entered, this kind of possessive ambergris often fills Zhu He's nasal cavity, and even gives him a feeling that he has been soaked. illusion.

However, what is different from the past is that perhaps the environment here is too noisy and there are too many strangers.

Or maybe it was because the night was silent, the moon was bright, and the soldiers were crowded and disturbed——

In this ambergris-filled hug, for the first time, Zhu He failed to feel the invasion, possession, and constriction from Yan Rong in the past.

On the contrary, it seemed somewhat safe.

At the moment when the emperor personally ordered, all the torches and lights on the Dali city wall were also covered by night.

The thick, ink-like darkness spread violently in front of the opposing armies.

Only the night is light.

The author has something to say: the concluding chapter is three chapters, which was originally written before, but when I read the last chapter, I found a logically unreasonable place, so I wrote it again.