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When Wan Qiusheng left the palace, his legs were still limping a little.

He didn't understand.

Then, why is that little Majesty who is as timid as a white flower suddenly so rude?

The soldiers outside the palace waited for Wan Qiusheng, seeing Wan Qiusheng's movements, the expressions on their faces were unpredictable for a while, not sure whether Wan Qiusheng succeeded or not.

"General?"

The soldier stepped forward and tried to support him, but Wan Qiusheng raised his hand to stop him, and got into the carriage by himself.

"I didn't have a broken leg."

"Then you are...?" The soldier asked boldly.

"Run too fast, dragging."

Wan Qiusheng recalled the ruthlessness with which Cheng Jieyi had driven the long sword between his legs, and he immediately pulled away to run, after all any man would shrink back if he was so frightened.

But Cheng Xieyi's sword was really fast, even if Wan Qiusheng drew out the short blade to defend, the blade was still like a gust of wind and rain, and Wan Qiusheng was caught off guard.

Cheng Jieyi also asked Wan Qiusheng with a smile while beating.

"General Wan himself said, why should we leave now? Is this enough?"

Wan Qiusheng felt that the little majesty in front of him seemed to have a sudden personality change, but...he had only met the little majesty a few times, so how could he know what the little majesty's personality was like?

It could be that after being bullied by those two people, his attitude became tough for a while.

pitiful.

"General Wan hasn't told me how to get your jade leaf yet. If you want to marry me and win the throne, General Shan and General Yue may not agree. If General Wan doesn't tell me how to do it, I'm going to die tonight." I don't want the general to go."

Usually, when Wan Qiusheng heard the beauty say such words, his bones would be as crisp as if he had eaten Shixiang Ruanjin powder, and he would hug her like this.

But looking at Cheng Jieyi's appearance now, he just felt a tightness between his legs, he better walk quickly.

"Your Majesty, I suddenly remembered that there is an urgent matter at home, and I will play the pipa with Your Majesty tomorrow!"

Wan Qiusheng's ruthlessness wasn't that he couldn't fight Cheng Jieyi, it's just that he looked at Cheng Jieyi's high-spirited look like he let out a bad breath, so he didn't want to draw his sword at Cheng Jieyi.

Wan Qiusheng also felt strange that he was subconsciously unwilling to move Cheng Jieyi's finger.

Although the world says that love at first sight is love at first sight... But Wan Qiusheng feels that his "sex" is different.

When Wan Qiusheng ran all the way to avoid the sword energy, pulling his thigh muscles, he was still immersed in Cheng Jieyi's proud smile and couldn't extricate himself.

"Am I bewitched?"

Wan Qiusheng raised his hand and rubbed his brows, he originally wanted to coax the young lord to get married, and then the two kings would stand side by side, but Cheng Jieyi seemed to know their plan and acted recklessly like this.

"He is just relying on me to like, like..."

Wan Qiusheng pursed his lips, raised his hand to pinch the twitching thigh, insisted on the last pride, and didn't finish that sentence.

However, Shanlouye and Yuejiang Lianxu have never seen the young master lose his temper. He is always calm and calm in front of outsiders...

"outsider".

Thinking of these two words in Wan Qiusheng's mind, he couldn't help but tremble.

Cheng Jieyi showed such a true temperament in front of him, does it mean that... Cheng Jieyi is the only one who treats him differently?

The soldiers guarding on both sides of the carriage heard Wan Qiu's voice in the carriage lamented, chuckled for a while, and finally became complacent as usual, unavoidably a little puzzled.

For the supreme throne, their generals have thought so hard that they finally became a little hysterical?

"Would you like some tea, General?"

An attendant knelt outside the carriage and knocked on the door.

After a while, a message came from the carriage.

"No, find someone to go back first and bring me mother's jade hairpin."

"Yuchai?" The attendant was surprised.

"Well, it's time for me...to carve a new jade leaf."

Wan Qiusheng rubbed his fingertips, thinking of the young lord condescendingly pointing his sword at him, he always felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

Not in reality, but in a dream.

When the murderous cold metal touched his flesh, he felt a strange trembling all over his body.

Pleasure, excitement, pleasure...and that extremely suppressed...possessive desire.

Wan Qiusheng leaned against the wall of the car, his water-blue pupils flickered, making up his mind.

Cheng Jieyi lay on the bed with his sword in his arms, and continued to spend [-] points to call Ah Yan's communication.

He has recently become accustomed to falling asleep to the beeps on the communication.

"Ayan, when I go back...you just..."

When Cheng Jieyi fell asleep, he was talking in his sleep in a daze, even though he didn't finish the words, it still meant something bad.

In Cheng Jieyi's dream, Ah Yan, who was always mysterious and didn't like to tell the truth, smiled and held Cheng Jieyi's hand as always, bowed down to meet Cheng Jieyi's eyes, and apologized with a smile.

【do not be angry. 】

【I'm all for you. 】

[Of course, I also have my own selfishness. 】

[But no matter what, I will never hurt you. 】

[But can you come to me quickly? 】

【Otherwise... you just...】

Just what?

When Cheng Jieyi woke up in the morning, he was still a little confused holding the sword.

But soon the news from a palace official made Cheng Jieyi's drowsiness disappear in an instant.

"Your Majesty! Rebellion, rebellion—"

Cheng Jieyi was drinking porridge, but he almost choked to death on this bowl of porridge.

What are you doing, the three-month period for taking Yuye has not yet come, and this is about to rebel? !

After Cheng Jieyi understood, he realized that the refugees in the small town near the capital had not been properly resettled, and gathered people to grab food, money, and women.

Cheng Jieyi wondered if he still had any soldiers in the capital, except for the imperial palace's guards and some of the clan's government soldiers, totaling about five to six thousand people, there was no one else.

"How many refugees are there?"

"The report is [-]." The palace man replied.

After Cheng Jieyi finished his porridge, he stood up and changed into clean clothes and went out the door.

When Wan Qiusheng and Wan Qiusheng knew that Cheng Jieyi had led people out of the capital, they immediately jumped up and ordered their soldiers to rush out of the city.

Everyone knows that staying in the capital is the best plan at this time, but thinking that the young master dared to go out to fight the refugees with so few people, the three of them were afraid that if they went too late, Cheng Jieyi would die Over there.

But when they arrived, the war was over.

The young master, who had never been out of the cold palace, had military talents from somewhere. Although the refugees had no equipment or military strategy, they were still surprised to win the battle so quickly.

According to the soldiers present, the new king used his face to persuade them to go out of the city together, but they still felt that if the situation was not good, they would try their best to bring the new king back.

It's just that when the new king arrived at the battlefield, he pointed in six directions and sent people to arrest all the refugee scouts.Then he hid behind the forest and asked someone to bring a bow and arrow. Somehow, he shot the thief leader in the left eye with an arrow in the crowd of hundreds of feet away.

After the bandit leader fell on the spot, the refugees were in chaos. The new king asked the forest to raise flags on all sides. Seeing that there were so many people and surrounded the refugees, the new king rode out of the forest alone and confronted the refugees.

Cheng Jieyi has taken the speech course of sincere feelings, and he immediately said what the refugees want, this is the first thing to do.

"If you are given clothes, food, and let you go home, will you still rebel?"

If there are still people among the refugees who make agitation, Cheng Jieyi will shoot at them with one arrow after another.

It doesn't matter if someone rushes forward, the well-equipped soldiers behind him will naturally step forward to protect him.

When no one in the refugee phalanx made a sound, Cheng Jieyi asked his soldiers to stop, and asked again.

This process was repeated three times, until the rebellion and murderousness of the refugees were worn away, before they were allowed to drop their weapons and let the soldiers step forward to collect them.

Of course, only part of the flags in the forest behind him came out, and the others were still out of the forest, making people wonder how many soldiers and horses this young lord still has.

Wan Qiusheng looked at the way Cheng Jieyi's soldiers were killing the refugees' leaders on the spot, and felt that what Cheng Jieyi said to him last night was the same as what he said to those refugees today.

If you accept the conditions, Cheng Jieyi will be a benevolent king, and everything is negotiable.

If you don't accept the conditions, you will be a "tyrant" using thunderous means.

But Wan Qiusheng held the dragon beast's rein, hoping that Cheng Jieyi could kill him on the bed.

After Cheng Jieyi finished cooking, he felt that the refugees in front of him could be gathered together, so that he could have more people under his command.

It's just that the three generals behind him agreed with each other.

Cheng Jieyi rode his horse back and saw the three generals and the people behind them through the forest.

"If you kill me on the spot, the throne will be empty again." Cheng Jieyi rode forward with a smile and stood in front of the three generals.

Unexpectedly, the three generals were not in the mood to pay attention to Cheng Jieyi's joke at all, the three of them got off the dragon beast at the same time, stepped forward to look at Cheng Jieyi, to see if there was any injury.

Fortunately, Cheng Jieyi and Quanwei are doing well, nothing happened.

Cheng Jieyi stroked the back of his hand. When he knew that there were refugees near the capital, he felt something was wrong.

Who doesn't know that there are three generals in Kyoto now, and those refugees are too courageous, a mere 2 people dare to go to Beijing to fight.

So without saying a word, Cheng Jieyi left the capital with someone who could make a move.

Generally speaking, in such a situation, you should ask the three generals for help to see which one is willing to send troops.

But Cheng Jieyi didn't call, but resolved it himself, because he knew that these refugees would suddenly rebel, and it might have been instigated by one of the three generals earlier.

In this way, if Cheng Jieyi asks which general to lead troops to put down the chaos, and there are only two generals left in the capital, they can naturally give it a go and see who can survive.

It will be difficult to return to Kyoto after the one who went out has put down the chaos.

It was better when the three generals were all there, so Cheng Jieyi would never ask any of the generals for help.

Cheng Jieyi and Ah Yan played many virtual war games in their spare time before. Ah Yan dared to throw a general to lure Cheng Jieyi into the set. OK.

Cheng Jieyi suffered many losses before, and later learned to think like Ah Yan.

If he is A Yan, why did such a thing happen?

The ultimate goal is still the throne, so... this is the best solution.

If Cheng Jieyi had encountered such a thing in the past, he might not have been able to think of a way to deal with it, but thinking that these three people were Ah Yan... Cheng Jieyi suddenly understood, and everything was solved easily.

Shan Louye felt that Cheng Jieyi's eyes were a little inexplicable, a little kind and a little proud, and there was a feeling of "I am your father".

...Is it an illusion?

"Three generals, there is nothing wrong here right now. I will go back after I gather up the refugees."

"So, I will wait for Your Majesty."

Yue Jianglian smiled slightly and stood beside Cheng Jieyi.He looked up at the refugees in front of him, and his beating heart only calmed down when he saw that Cheng Jieyi was safe and sound.

If those refugees hurt Cheng Jieyi even the slightest bit, he would definitely... chop everyone into minced meat.

There was a bitter cold light in Yue Jianglian's eyes.

Shanlou Ye coughed twice, and turned his head towards Cheng Jieyi, motioning to take a step to speak.

"What's wrong?" Wan Qiusheng stepped forward immediately, so he wouldn't let Cheng Jieyi talk to other men alone under his nose.

"I want to give something to His Majesty, and you want to follow? Show some face." The veins on Shan Louye's forehead were bulging, and it seemed that he would strike at the slightest disagreement.

Wan Qiusheng watched Shanlouye clenched his fists, but still did not retreat.

Shanlouye couldn't help snorting, and gave Cheng Jieyi a palm-sized sandalwood box.

"It has been carved, you... take it back and put it away, this time it can't be broken again."

Cheng Jieyi immediately knew what it was, and a sincere smile appeared on his face, shaking the hearts of the three generals so much that they didn't know how many deer they had killed.

"What's the big deal," said Wan Qiusheng, "I'm pretty much the same."

But when Cheng Jieyi heard this, he knew that Wan Qiusheng's jade leaf seemed to have a chance.

The rest... Cheng Jieyi looked at Yue Jianglian who was on the side, he didn't seem to hear or see that two generals gave Yuye, and when Cheng Jieyi looked back, he asked softly.

"Is Your Majesty thirsty, or hungry?"

Cheng Jieyi shook his head. Sure enough, the general who led him out of the cold palace and was the first to push him to the throne had no worries or regrets in his heart. He rebelled only for himself, just for... this picturesque river and mountain.

Cheng Jieyi pinched the sandalwood box in his hand, thinking that Yue Jianglian might be the one who most resembled Ah Yan.

Once you make up your mind, it seems that even feelings can be obliterated.

It's like Cheng Jieyi and Ah Yan playing chess in the back game, Ah Yan will concentrate on it until the last chess piece is placed on the board.

[Sorry, I hate losing.Especially after paying so much, if it still fails, it will be even more boring. 】

【Then don't you hate me more?Have you lost to me many times recently? 】

[You are different, I... have already lost to you. 】

【What did you say? 】

[I said Ice Brut, Bruba, Bah. 】

[Why did you suddenly call your classmate's name? 】

……

Cheng Jieyi looked at Yue Jianglian's profile, and for some reason suddenly recalled the chat with Ah Yan when he played chess in the past.

Cheng Jieyi shook his head, thinking about putting more effort into Wan Qiusheng's body and bringing the second jade leaf, so that when he confronts Yue Jianglian later, no matter if he wants a real knife or a real gun or something else, the jade leaf in his hand will There are more chips.

But at this moment, a familiar electronic sound suddenly sounded in his ear.

[The plane of the dream maker is preparing for the "Battle of the Gods" event]

[All dreamers cannot return to the plane of dreamers before the end of December]

[Dreamers, please try to complete as many tasks as possible in the limited time to earn more points]

[To enter the "Battle of the Gods" and become the ultimate winner]