The Regent is not dead yet

After a brief daze, Zhu He suddenly remembered that this was not the first time he saw the night in Yan Rong's arms.

During the many nights when the two slept together, Yan Rong also embraced herself like this several times, seeing the faint darkness of night seeping through the thick curtain of the bed.

I don't know if it was damaged by Xiangjin's stimulation just now, Zhu He felt that he was a little sentimental.

This inexplicable sentimentality made him not break free from Yan Rong's arms as quickly as before, but paused for a long time, and said in a low voice: "You smell like nitrate. , it smells bad."

Yan Rong seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then bent her lips and smiled.

Then, among thousands of soldiers and horses in the darkness.

Yan Rong leaned over lightly, and kissed Zhuhe's forehead: "Well, it's all Gu's fault."

Zhuhe pursed his lips and stopped talking.

The night seemed to stop time.

The lonely wind from the frontier came head-on with a long roar, but Yan Rong's slender back completely blocked Zhu He behind him.

If you listen carefully, in addition to the sound of the wind, there is also the hunting wind when the cold weapon is brandished.

Zhu He raised his head in Yan Rong's arms, and suddenly saw a star in the distant night sky.

The stars were exceptionally bright, just like the ones he had seen in the zoo.

It seems that thousands of years of time will not damage a single corner of the stars, only he meets new people.

Subconsciously, Zhu He stretched out his hand and lightly grabbed the corner of Yan Rong's clothes, stood on tiptoes, and tried to get closer to him: "I met Xiang Jin just now."

The wind on the city wall got stronger, blowing the flag flying in the darkness.

Yan Rong was afraid that Zhu He would not be able to stand firmly, so he took him into his arms again: "I know."

Zhu He grabbed Yan Rong's arm: "He said, he gave Beidi all your troops."

Yan Rong's voice was gentle: "I know."

Zhu He: "..."

Zhu He was stunned for a moment: "Ah, you know?"

His beautiful eyes were exceptionally bright against the night sky.

Finally at this moment, only Yan Rong's reflection remained in those eyes.

Yan Rong couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed Zhuhe's eyes again, coaxingly said: "Gu knows, Gu has revised the formation of troops. Look, Wu Yu was beaten back by Gu, so he took advantage of it." A villain who sneaks up at night?"

Zhuhe: "Oh..."

Zhuhe didn't know how to fight very well, so he believed Yan Rong's words very honestly, and then hugged Yan Rong's arms, and soon heard Yan Rong's heartbeat.

Yan Rong stroked Zhu He's hair that was blown by the wind: "Is it cold?"

Zhu He shook his head.

Nestled in Yan Rong's arms, he carefully looked around the various positions on the city wall, then hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak.

The two armies are at war, and the fighter planes in the night are fleeting.

Zhuhe swallowed back the words that just came to his lips, thought for a while, and said, "Am I a bit redundant here?"

Yan Rong lowered his head and smiled, and answered Zhu He's words: "No."

Zhuhe blinked.

Yan Rong rubbed Zhu He's lips: "But you will distract Gu Gu by being here. If Gu is distracted too much, Uncle Huang will probably follow Gu to the end of the world."

Zhu He: "..."

Zhuhe, who will not become poor even if he is killed, immediately exposed his petty bourgeois nature, shaking his head like a rattle: "No! You can't subjugate the country! You must have money!"

The smile on Yan Rong's lips suddenly showed a bit of helplessness.

He looked down at Zhuhe for a long time, and then sighed softly: "Okay, the country will not perish. Uncle Huang will go back to his tent and wait for Gu to triumph, okay?"

Only then did Zhuhe reluctantly nodded.

Yan Rong whispered a few more instructions to Lai Xi who was following Zhu He, and then let go of the hands around Zhu He's waist.

It is different from the pitch-black city wall.

Although most of the people in the city had already evacuated, standing on the city wall and looking into the city, they could already see the flames of lamps in the military tents.

Yan Rong skillfully helped Zhuhe pull the hood on his head, then clasped Zhuhe's fingers, and said in a gentle voice, "The stairs on the city wall are steep, and you should go down slowly, understand?"

Zhuhe shook the hands of the two of them with some novelty: "Don't worry, I'm not a child."

Yan Rong also grabbed Zhu He's other hand: "I may not go back to the tent tonight, so don't eat too much snacks at night, it will make you feel uncomfortable."

Zhu He: "..."

Zhu He withdrew his hand: "Why are you talking so much?"

Yan Rong: "..."

Yan Rong held Zhu He's waist, grabbed Zhu He back into his arms, pressed him into his arms and kissed him.

It wasn't until Zhuhe was kissed that he was completely obedient, that Yan Rong let go of the limp man, and his tone was a little hoarse than before: "Uncle Huang, be a little more obedient and wait for Gu, okay?"

Zhu He: "..."

Zhuhe took a breath, and finally nodded calmly.

Only then did Yan Rong release Zhuhe from his arms.

Laixi was already leading the way, and Zhuhe turned around to follow. After walking a few steps, he stopped again and glanced at Yanrong hesitantly.

Cranes have much better night vision than humans.

Although there were already a few steps away, Zhu He could still clearly see several forwards standing in front of Yan Rong, as if they were studying a strategic breakthrough.

Seeing that the distance between him and Zhuhe was getting farther and farther, Laixi stopped, took a few steps back, and walked to Zhuhe's side again: "My lord, do you have anything else to say to Your Majesty?"

Zhu He took the realization away from Yan Rong, was silent for a while, and nodded: "Well, but don't worry, I'll talk to him when he comes back."

Along the way, besides Yan Rong, Laixi was the one who talked the most around Zhu He.

Moreover, Laixi has recently discovered that Zhu He is not as difficult to speak as rumored at all, so he became a little more courageous, and occasionally chatted with Zhu He: "What do you want to say to Your Majesty? If you tell Your Majesty what you like?" Your Majesty, Your Majesty will be very happy!"

Zhu He looked back at Yan Rong subconsciously, hesitated for a few seconds, and asked Lai Xi tentatively: "Then if I tell him... I used to like someone else, but now I seem to only like him again." , will he be happy?"

Laixi: "..."

I am most afraid of the sudden quietness of the air.

Laixi's face froze, and she asked in a low voice with difficulty: "Then, do you like the previous person more... or Your Majesty?"

"I don't know about that either."

Zhuhe answered Laixi's question sincerely and quickly, "But the person I liked before didn't like me, and he didn't like to talk to me. Yan Rong and I seem to like each other, and we have slept many times." .”

Laixi: "..."

While whispering softly, the two had already reached the city gate steps.

There are beacon towers on the steps of the city wall in Dali, and there are archery towers between the beacon towers.

Because glazed tiles are abundant in northern Xinjiang, the hanging windows on both sides of the watchtower are made of glazed tiles.

The glazed tile leaves are smooth and smooth, and when used as a hanging window, it can greatly facilitate the sight of soldiers in the watchtower and play a protective role of partition.

In the stillness of the night.

The glazed tiles carefully wiped by the archers are extremely clear against the endless black.

However, Zhuhe's waist was wearing a unparalleled South Pearl, which was brought as a tribute by the Huns.

In an instant, Nanzhu's originally uncolored moist face was reflected against the glazed tiles and the cold glazed luster, clearly showing the figure of the cranes walking by the glazed tiles.

The figure is actually not too clear, it can only be confirmed that someone is standing there.

And almost at the same time when the cranes stopped.

Wu Yu, who was under the city wall, squinted his eyes, and quickly looked at the only light and shadow in the darkness, with his palm down, he gave an order to shoot an arrow.

The feathered arrow left the string, made a dull sound of piercing through the quiet air, and flew towards the position where the cranes were -

The author has something to say: He He:? ?

Hehe: Someone is going to shoot Hehe!

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The next chapter is over hehehe~ There should be a chapter or two after the end!

Goodnight everybody!

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感谢在2020-07-2805:01:43~2020-07-3023:03:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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