Please exchange your majesty for the tiger talisman

As the sun goes down, the sunset dyes the sky, and the orange afterglow covers the imperial city, the ends of the earth, and only the evening of the imperial capital is the most charming.

Cangluan stood on the high platform, staring coldly at the 30 enemy troops retreating from Lucheng. He held an iron shackle in his hand, and the other end of the iron shackle was tied to protect his hands.

He tossed and turned for many days, but fortunately he had a false alarm, but his original plan was completely disrupted. He originally wanted Yu to confess his crimes in front of the public, but Yu Yu's life and death were still uncertain, so he had nothing to do.He said that he wanted Youyu to witness how he conquered the world, but now that there are no people, he feels faintly lonely.At some point, he seemed to feel a little tired.

The wind blows at night, and it is even more windy on the high platform.Mo Yilou brought a big cloak and put it on Cang Luan silently.Cangluan knew who was behind him, so he fastened the tie on his chest consciously, then silently looked down at the brightly lit imperial city, the more he looked at it, the more deserted he felt.

Cangluan is still unmarried, lacks a person to take care of him in daily life, and his personality is cold and aloof, no court lady dares to approach him.Mo Yilou plucked up the courage to give him the cloak, and wanted to ask him how he was and how he had endured hardships in the Huns' camp, but he was afraid of disturbing his meditation, so he hesitated to speak for a while, then turned and left lightly.

"Did I let you go?" Cang Luan felt Mo Yilou's footsteps walking away, and stopped him nonchalantly.

Mo Yilou stopped and turned around, respectfully said: "What is your Majesty's order?"

Cangluan had no other intentions, but simply wanted to leave someone here to break the loneliness of one person, but for some reason, he paused, then pointed to the lake outside the city and said: "My eyes are not very good, you can see for me." Look at that lake, is there a blue fishing boat on the lake?"

Mo Yilou looked at the place indicated by Cang Luan, as if he heard fishing boats singing at night, and saw the calm lake water reflecting the blue sky, the water and the sky were integrated, as quiet as a blue gem.The piers and restaurants by the lake are brightly lit by candles, embedded in the corners of sapphires like gold ornaments.A crescent moon hangs in the sky, the end of the water is continuous mountains, and the end of the mountains is blurred.

Mo Yilou searched for the blue boat, tired his eyes, but couldn't find a trace.He timidly said: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty, I... didn't see the blue ship."

In Cang Luan's words, there was a vague reproach: "Look carefully."

Sensing Cang Luan's dissatisfaction, Mo Yilou didn't dare to say anything, and began to search carefully.A long time passed, but Mo Yilou still didn't see him, and kept his head buried in the air, the atmosphere was tense.

"Hey, there's nothing, the majestic Emperor Yan is so boring that he has nothing to make fun of others?" Hu Yu sarcastically sarcastically mixed with a funny foreign accent, breaking the poetic and ethereal mood.

Mo Yilou began to feel that something was wrong, his body suddenly became hot, even his face became hot, he blinked frequently, and turned his head slightly.

What the hell are you talking about?The thunder was approaching, the guards hurriedly held their breath, no one knew that Cang Luan was flirting with Mo Yilou, the wise people tacitly said it, and only guarded Yu didn't know how to say it in general.

A pimple appeared on Cangluan's forehead, and he suddenly became angry, swallowed a breath of restraint, pulled up the iron shackles and dragged Huyu in front of him, threateningly, the voice came out from between his teeth: "Are you blind? "

Hu Yu was not afraid of Cang Luan when he said it, after all Cang Luan couldn't do anything to him, so he said confidently: "It's obvious to all who is blind." After speaking, he whistled at Mo Yilou, jokingly said, "Hey, you are like this Let your emperor play, is it fun?"

As far as Mo Yilou is concerned, it is very valuable for Cang Luan to say one more word to himself, he dare not climb anything, dare not dangle in front of Cang Luan, he only wants to look at Cang Luan from a distance every day, and he is satisfied .This time Cang Luan actually wanted to make fun of him, he couldn't bear it for a while.He knows that he and Cangluan can only be in a dream, he envies Yuyu, and always envy will always feel distressed.He felt humbled inexplicably, hated himself for not being honorable enough, not qualified enough to tell him, he even envied Huyu who was strangled by Cangluan at this moment, even if he was in jail, he had a reason to lean by his side.

Mo Yilou was overjoyed but sad: "I'm not feeling well, I'll take my leave first." After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Cang Luan watched Mo Yilou leave expressionlessly until he disappeared from sight.

Hu Yu brushed Cang Luan away, paced up and down to look for Mo Yilou's figure, then walked back and leaned on Cang Luan's shoulder brazenly, hugged his belly and laughed loudly: "Stupid?"

Hu Yu's temperament is exactly the opposite of Shan Yu's. His personality is similar to that of his mother. Apart from the name of prince, he also has a refined identity—a flower wine poet of the prairie style. He is not as warlike as his father. Talk about life philosophy when things happen.For others, being a hostage in an enemy country would be unhappy, but he has nothing to fear, because literature and art do not distinguish nationality.

Cangluan's whole body was filled with murderous aura, and he paused for a few seconds, then clasped Huyu's arms with his backhand, and pressed Huyu firmly against the railing: "Do you think I dare not throw you into the barracks?"

"Don't, don't..." Hu Yu cried out in pain, begging for mercy, "I'll teach you how to tease him, I'm good at it."

Cang Luan became even more angry, and strangled Hu Yu until he screamed.In the end, the two reached a reconciliation and became mentors and apprentices...

Hu Yu rested his chin in thought, took a deep breath of the cold evening wind, and said solemnly: "A love scene is like a battlefield, and the next move is called chasing after victory, and immediately ordered the cook to cook a bowl of sweet soup for Master Mo Le, and told him to finish eating. "

Cang Luan nodded knowingly, and immediately sent someone to do it, but after a while, he suddenly realized that his behavior was a bit weird, and he probably didn't know why he bothered to care about unimportant things.He regained a bit of sobriety, turned around and saw Hu Yu sitting leisurely on his dragon seat with his legs crossed, only to realize that he had obediently listened to his orders just now, suddenly became angry from embarrassment, and immediately rushed forward to punch: "Are you kidding me?!"

"Oh, wronged!"

In the camp of the Li army, spies came to report to Shu Jin about the retreat of the Huns.Cang Luan did not die unexpectedly, there are too many variables in the world, Shu Jin is numb.This time he was neither surprised nor angry, he just drank a cup of tea quietly, demurely and calmly, as if he had seen through the dust.

It is good for the Huns to leave this useless chess piece, so as not to fight against him.The current situation is very clear - Jin Li and Cang Yan are fighting for the world.Although Cangluan has returned, Qiancang has already returned to Jin, and the two are evenly matched in terms of strength.

Shu Jin asked the general, "What's the matter with General Feng? Are you ready for battle?"

The general replied: "General Feng is only doing defense, not planning to attack. I think he is still angry with King Li. Let's let King Liao go."

Shu Jin looked up at the general interestingly.When the general saw those bright eyes that implied tolerance, he hurriedly avoided Shu Jin's eyes in panic.

"Okay, let you handle it."

The general thought he heard it wrong, so he asked again cautiously: "King Li means to let King Liao go?"

"Yes, you hand him over to Cang Luan." Shu Jin's tone was tepid, "Do you understand?"

Sending Youyu to Cangluan is not the same as letting Youyu die?

Maybe it was his loneliness that made him cold-blooded. Shu Jin was normal a few days ago. Anger is anger, and there are traces to teach people. Right now, the anger is so evil that no one can guess the thorns in his words. His implication is that he is like a Maitreya from hell, smiling and pointing out two ways for people to go out, but he does not tell which way is the way of life and which is the way of death, but only gently urges people on the way.

A few days ago, if Shu Jin was described as having a heart of stone, then at this moment, he can only be described as "a heart of snakes and scorpions".

The general sweated profusely, not daring to beg for Youyu any more, and obeyed: "The last general takes orders."

Shu Jin walked out of the main hall, leaned on the railing and looked at the barracks, and fixed his eyes on Feng Danmiao's tent, his eyes were darker than the night: Feng Danmiao, don't blame me, it's Cangluan who can't fulfill you.