Rong Lan

"drive!"

"drive!"

On the way from the capital to northern Xinjiang, several horse-drawn carriages moved forward at a high speed.

A figure flashed into the front car, "Master, report from the front line. General Ji has just recaptured Hukou Pass, but Beijue's army has not retreated. Presumably Haihu is unwilling to admit defeat, and there may be another fierce battle." .”

Chong Yi calmly said, "This is just a way to show the prestige of my great Zhou country, and make Bei Jue willingly submit to my feet!"

Mo Xuan didn't expect that his master would break the boat and give up the ideal candidate for the crown prince, and set up a good-natured but cowardly, let alone emperor, Chongwen to quell the crisis. Now that the complete victory over Beijue is just around the corner, it is Miao Nan's move There are strange things everywhere, making it hard to figure out, Mo Xuan thought, and glanced at a person lying in the car, "Master, today is already the seventh day, but we still don't see Rong Xuan and Ying Ying coming to rescue people, will you Will there be fraud?"

Chong Yi's hand holding the memorial trembled invisibly for a moment, but his tone was still cold: "It's not dark yet, maybe they are waiting for the last moment to make a move."

Mo Xuan's heart trembled: "It's my subordinates who underestimated me. The subordinates will send more people, please rest assured, master!"

Mo Xuan left in a flash, and arranged the layout more tightly and securely. If Miao Nan really planned to delay the action until the last moment, it would indeed be a brilliant strategy. Even now he is suspicious and slack.Furthermore, Miao Nan's shadow has been lurking for a long time and is extremely difficult to deal with. That day, the capital had set up all kinds of nets, but they were unable to find the seriously injured Rong Xuan from the shadow, allowing Rong Xuan to escape unharmed.

The carriage was still running fast, but it was hard to get in the heavy-winged hand holding the memorial, so he simply put it down, and only looked sideways at the sleeping person in a daze.

During the journey from Miaonan back to the capital, this man and he were the same as now. The two of them shared a carriage, and there were piles of brochures in the carriage that they couldn't finish reading.

It's just that at that time, this person was sitting next to him, reading a book by himself, and this person took it and read it again.

But sometimes, this person also finds reading booklets boring, so he picks up a pen and writes and draws on the paper, full of strange symbols that he can't understand.

This person has always been in poor health, and he had just been nailed through the bones at that time, but he insisted on fulfilling the agreement with him in a hurry, and worked hard day and night with him. People used a little girl again and again to make him shut up helplessly and speechlessly.

It would be great if time could stay at that time and nothing happened later.

Chong Yi stared at Rong Lan in a daze, and couldn't help caressing Rong Lan's pale but still picturesque face.

"Lan'er, I've abolished the empress for you."

But this person is so obsessed with letting him abolish the empress, he doesn't hesitate to count his life into it, all of this...has nothing to do with love at all!

Even through life and death, even each other owes each other their lives.

……

"I said, to me, you are just a target in the game that needs a strategy. Why should you take the fake show seriously?"

……

Fake show...? !

Thinking of Rong Lan's mocking smile when he said this, Chong Yi rubbed his cold and elastic skin hard with his hands.

the seventh day.

In this world, no one can die without being stiff, and seven days after death, the body does not rot, and still maintains the appearance when alive.

Miao Nan has a secret medicine that can make people fall into suspended animation, called "Menghui", and the effect of the medicine is exactly seven days.

Chong Wing rubbed for a long time, Rong Lan's extremely pale face did not show a trace of blush.In the scorching heat of summer, Chong Yi only felt ice in his palm.

He stopped, leaned over and hugged Rong Lanheng into his arms, and picked up the memorial again.

"Emperor..." Outside the car, Zhang De turned into the car with a medicine bowl. When he saw the scene where the emperor was holding the corpse of the young son of the Rong family to review the memorial, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for many times. He looked down at the medicine in his hand. Wan, took a deep breath: "Your Majesty, the medicine is ready, is it for Mr. Rong to take it now?"

Zhong Yi raised his hand to take it, "Go down, I will come by myself."

Zhang De got out of the car, thinking about what happened in the past seven days, he was filled with emotion.

In the car, Zhong Yi fed Rong Lan medicine, bowed his head and kissed Rong Lan's pale and cold lips.

Rong Lan didn't have the ability to swallow, in fact he couldn't drink it at all, even if he took the medicine by mouth, the medicine juice was only contained in his mouth, and left along the corners of his lips after a while, but Chong Yi was very particular about letting Rong Lan drink the medicine Persevere, just like the journey back to Beijing from Miaonan.

"Rong Lan, you should witness with your own eyes the final result of the war you planned for. Da Zhou is about to win. Are you disappointed?"

As night fell, the convoy stopped at a posthouse. The day when Rong Lan was fed by Ying Yi in prison was approaching little by little. Mo Xuan led his men to hide in the dark, with a sword in hand and a pair of sharp eyes Narrowing his eyes slightly, his eyes scanned back and forth in the dark night, not letting go of any clues around him.

The moonlight was beautiful, insects croaked and frogs croaked. In the seemingly ordinary inn, there were murderous threats everywhere, and the atmosphere was so tense that it almost froze.

Sweat flowed down the neck into the skirt of the clothes, and the palms were also damp. On a hot summer night, Mo Xuan and his men lay in ambush for a whole night.

However, no one came.

The morning light of the eighth day shone through the window, Chong Yi, who also hadn't slept all night, stared at the person on the bed expressionlessly, and Wang Chufeng knelt beside him trembling.

Rong Lan didn't wake up at the expected time, and now, she still has no breathing or heartbeat, just a cold corpse.

"Didn't you say that the effect of 'Menghui' is only seven days?" Zhong Yi said coldly.

"This..." Wang Chufeng trembled, sweating profusely, "This... Back to the emperor, Young Master Rong has always had a special physique, and any medicine seems to be inaccurate on him, maybe... maybe this'menghui ’ as well, so… so…”

"Really?" Chong Yi asked softly, but it didn't seem to be asking Wang Chufeng, only staring at the person on the bed: "No wonder they are not in a hurry to save you. I want to see how long you can sleep."

Rong Lan was "sleeping" and said nothing, Chong Yi waved her hand, "Go down and decoct the medicine!"

Wang Chufeng seemed to be on the verge of an amnesty, "I... I obey the order."

From this day, twelve hours a day, Mo Xuan ordered his subordinates to be more vigilant than before, not to slack off for a moment, because it was unknown when Rong Xuan and Ying Yi would come to save people.

Mo Xuan thought that the other party's delay in making a move was just to waste his patience and energy, and then to catch him by surprise.

On the tenth day, the convoy marched to Hongzhou City, which was close to the Hukou Pass. General Ji Penghe, who had just left the battlefield, had not had time to take off his blood-stained armor when he was shocked to hear about the holy driver, and hurriedly rushed to the post in the city to meet him. .

"The last general, see the emperor!"

Zhong Yi raised his hand, "Flat body."

But Ji Penghe didn't dare to get up, and still knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and lowered his head: "Please forgive me! The last general's lax command of the army will cause rumors to spread in the army and disturb the morale of the army. Our army lost the battle of Hukou Pass Tens of thousands of soldiers were killed and injured, and the corpses piled into mountains; when Hongzhou fell, the people in the city were burned, killed and looted by the Jue people, and their lives were devastated. You will be guilty! You deserve death!"

Chong Yi's face was cold and cold: "If you know that you are guilty, then you will make atonement! I want Beijue to submit to my Great Zhou from now on, to be my territory, and to keep the border forever. I don't know if General Ji has confidence?"

Ji Penghe clasped his fists fiercely: "Thank you, the emperor, for not killing me! The final general will surely live up to the emperor's high expectations!"

Zhong Yi nodded in satisfaction, "Get up." Then his voice turned cold, and he said to the outside of the room: "Still coming in?"

A small figure popped out of the door frame outside the house, dressed in common clothes, with two horns pierced on his head, a small face that was clean and handsome, but pale and pale, I saw this little man cowering, hiding all the way covered in blood. Ji Penghe walked up to Chong Yi, bowed and saluted: "Father Emperor."

Only then did Ji Penghe notice the child's identity, and hurriedly saluted: "Master, see the prince."

Chongwen seemed extremely frightened, he didn't dare to look directly at Ji Penghe, and then hid back: "Ping... Pingshen."

Ji Penghe got up and thought, the prince is really as timid and cowardly as the rumors said, could it be that the emperor has a deep affection for the former empress, how could he make him the prince, it's a pity that the empress betrayed the emperor.

Ji Penghe was emotional, and heard the emperor say: "Find a military uniform that the prince can wear, and get a non-violent war horse."

Ji Penghe was taken aback, the emperor wants the prince to go to the battlefield? !Startled, he hurriedly knelt down: "Your Majesty, you must not! There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the battlefield, not to mention that the sword has no eyes, the prince is so young, and he is the heir of the country. In danger?!"

Chong Yi said coldly, with displeasure already in his words: "Just do what I tell you!"

But Ji Penghe couldn't compromise. In case the crown prince made any mistakes on the battlefield, he couldn't afford it alone. Moreover, if the crown prince participated in the battle, he not only had to send people to protect him carefully, but also marched to set up an army. There will also be a lot of worries.

"Please think twice, Your Majesty!"

Chong Yi probably knew what Ji Penghe was thinking, looked at his son for a moment, picked up the imperial decree on the table, and said in a deep voice: "Someone will be responsible for the prince's safety on the battlefield, you can just command as usual, I will give you a pardon , it is my father's fault that the prince will suffer any injuries at that time, so I can't blame you."

Chongwen has just turned eight years old. Although he can ride horses and shoot arrows, and he has been practicing martial arts since he was three years old, none of these can conceal his timid and cowardly nature. Ever since he heard that he was about to go to the battlefield, his calves couldn't help but twitch. It trembled softly, and at this time, it was even a little bit unstoppable.

Here Ji Penghe didn't dare to accept the pardon order, but Chong Yi took the imperial edict with a "snap", and strode out of the front hall carrying his son who was about to kneel in fright.

Ji Penghe knew that he couldn't persuade him any more, so he turned around and knelt down to order: "Little General, obey the order!"

For several days, Chong Yi not only reviewed the memorials, inspected the military situation, but whenever he had time, he asked Prince Zhang Deling to come and personally teach Chong Wen the sword skills.

Chongwen demonstrated what he had learned over the years in front of his father over and over again. His mother used to watch him practice swords like this, but her mother has already...

When Chongwen thought of this, his eye circles turned red, and his movements of his hands and feet became chaotic, and he stopped aside because of grievance: "Father..."

He was only eight years old and had just lost his mother, so it was normal for him to cry. Zhang De was soft-hearted and wanted to coax him, but the emperor scolded him coldly: "If you are not afraid of dying on the battlefield, just cry today!"

Chongwen was dumbfounded, and Chongyi flung his sleeves away.

Zhang De understood why the emperor was in a bad mood, so he sent someone to send the little prince back to his room to rest, and hurried to find Wang Chufeng, carefully holding the medicine along the way and stopped in front of the room that the emperor ordered no one to enter.

"Your Majesty, the medicine is ready."

"No need to send any more in the future!" Zhong Yi's voice came out coldly, as if he was angry.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Zhang De shook his head and left. Is your Majesty planning to give up?

Inside the room, Chong Yi sat in front of the bed, looked at the person on the bed with a heavy face, and after looking at it for a long time, he slowly held the person's cold hand, and then touched a broken wrist bone.

My heart still hurts.

But it seemed that the person with the broken bone didn't feel any pain at all. He didn't even gnaw once when his hands were bound and he pulled him from the shackles.

This person's heart is so hard, why does he expect to be able to enter his heart?

If the man hadn't been awake, he would have asked Wang Chufeng to check the man's body carefully, and he would never have known that he had actually broken a hand.

Zhong Yi looked at Rong Lan.

Except for no body temperature, no breathing, no heartbeat, Rong Lan seemed to be alive, her body was still so soft, with a familiar faint scent of medicine, and even the wound left by the sex that night for more than ten days was slowly healing.

But Rong Lan's body was so cold, and her face was so bleak, she only closed her eyes, lying there motionless, more like dead.

Mo Xuan lay in ambush for a long time, but Rong Xuan and Ying Yi never showed up.

In addition to the pain in Chong Yi's heart, there was also a trace of unexplainable panic, and the whole person became even more anxious and irritable.

"I will let you witness the day of Da Zhou's victory! Rong Lan, don't you wake up, this day is coming!"