Married to a nemesis

Yuan Ji Nian put down his tea, got out of the tent, and watched Pei Qian from a distance, dressed in green, waving a fan and leading the horse to the stables vigorously.

No need to ask anymore, Yuan Ji Nian already knew what the result would be.

I don't know how many good generals and horses Da Song lost.

"Help me lead the horse to the stable." Pei Qian handed the horse rope to the person next to him, straightened his clothes and walked towards the person standing at the tent door.

Yuan Ji Nian had already put on a happy smile for the country when he came over: "Young Master Pei seems to have won a big victory."

"I still have to thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Pei Qian looked sideways at him with a smile, and went in, waving his fan.

Yuan Ji Nian was outside in a daze.

Why is this again, Yuan Ji Nian asked himself while touching his heart.

What he did was betraying Da Zhou. If Da Zhou still thanked him, it meant that he hadn't really done what a detailed job should do.

He is an incompetent spy.

"Why are you thanking me?" Yuan Ji Nian followed him into the tent in confusion, "Didn't you still want to kill me a few days ago?"

"His Royal Highness's letter has worked. The enemy's firepower has been concentrated on a few horses in the north, and the rear is empty, which gives us an opportunity." Pei Qian picked up the tea Yuan Ji Nian just drank, and took a sip, "Your Highness Is it a good thing?"

"Of course it's a good thing." Yuan Jinian smiled stiffly and sat down opposite him.

"It would be interesting if that Prince Song was here."

Yuan Ji Nian's hand holding the teapot trembled, but luckily the other hand was steady so that the teapot would not fall to the ground: "Do you miss him?"

"Without that prince, the current Song army is completely in disarray, and the destruction of Song Dynasty is just around the corner, but if it always wins in the future, it will be boring." Pei Qian's eyelashes were covered in mist, and she sighed softly, "No It is really a pity that there is no one who can be regarded as an opponent, and there is no hope."

Pei Qian glanced at him lightly: "Why did His Highness react so strongly?"

"I'm just curious. It turns out that Mr. Pei also has someone who can be regarded as an opponent."

Pei Qian touched the teacup with her lips and teeth, she bowed her head and did not answer.

Yuan Ji Nian glanced at the tea he drank, reached out to take the cup from his hand, and reminded in a flat tone, "This is what I drank."

"Ahem..." Pei Qian didn't care about the tea spilled on her body, she just kept wiping her mouth with her sleeve, as if there was some dirt on her mouth, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"You picked it up and drank it yourself." Seeing his exaggerated reaction, Yuan Jinian murmured to himself incomprehensibly, "Last time when I fell into the water, you took the initiative, and I didn't say anything when I suffered. It was you who touched the cup I drank from, and I was not angry at all, what are you going to do with such a big reaction."

When Yuan Ji Nian mentioned the incident of falling into the water last time, Pei Qian's expression changed: "Don't mention it to me."

Last time, he had no choice but to make an emergency response.

"It turns out Mr. Pei has the problem of refusing to admit that he has done something wrong." Yuan Jinian seemed to have discovered something new, and snorted, "It doesn't matter if you did something wrong, but it would be wrong if you refused to admit it. .”

Ever since he finished speaking, Pei Qian hadn't spoken to him again.

Yuan Jinian asked him how many troops Song had lost, but Pei Qian didn't answer.

Asking him where the Song army has retreated to now, Pei Qian turned his back to him and pretended to be deaf.

Yuan Ji Nian didn't understand why, it was really so difficult for Pei Qian to admit what he did, he was the one who was wronged and suffered, but Pei Qian's attitude towards him seemed to be that he had done something wrong and sorry for others.

Yuan Ji Nian began to worry about Pei Qian.

Pei Qian is so stubborn, covering up and refusing to admit her mistakes for the sake of face, it will definitely be hopeless in the long run.

So, this afternoon, the two of them did their own things in the tent, ignoring each other.

Pei Qian was facing him, wiping the sword in his hand repeatedly with a handkerchief. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Pei Qian looked at him occasionally when he lowered his head, as if he was waiting for him to fall asleep on the bed so that he could take this sword. The sword sent him to the west.

Yuan Ji Nian also couldn't sleep peacefully, lying on his back on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

There's no need to kill him to cover up his crimes, no need, really no need.

Afterwards, Pei Qian seemed to have the intention to fight against him, she practiced her sword again after wiping her sword.

The sound of practicing sword made him unable to sleep even more.

Yuan Ji Nian was lying on the bed watching, the blue and thin figure danced in front of him like a green bamboo, making people dazzled, Yuan Ji Nian was always worried about his waist, whether there would be a wind blowing over his waist It just broke.

"A letter to His Highness the Crown Prince came from the capital." Someone outside the tent held the message.

Yuan Ji Nian jumped out of bed and went out to watch.

After receiving the letter from the man, he thanked him, turned around and returned to the bed, opened the letter and read it.

Those who came from the capital could only be written to him by Emperor Zhou.

Yuan Ji Nian opened the letter worriedly, and after reading it, only a string of question marks remained.

In the letter, Zhou Huang said that he knew about his secret message to Song.

Yuan Ji Nian's first reaction was that someone had told Zhou Huang, and without thinking about it, Yuan Ji Nian had locked on the target, besides Pei Qian, who else was the one who tipped off the news.

Seeing the back with trepidation, Yuan Ji Nian didn't know what expression to make.

He thought that Emperor Zhou would at least ask him why he was so excited, and then start to doubt him and ask him for an explanation.

But Emperor Zhou did not!

On the contrary, he exaggerated him a lot: Nian'er is really good at pretending to be fake. First, he released some information in exchange for the trust of the enemy army, and took the opportunity to control the enemy's actions and defeat him in one fell swoop.Nian'er did a great job, and I will reward Nian'er in return.

If he hadn't known that what he was doing was betraying the enemy country, Yuan Ji Nian would have almost believed what Emperor Zhou said.

He received the letter and looked up at Pei Qian's neck; "Master Pei, do you want to write to Emperor Zhou about the dream I had tonight?"

"Today's victory is really a happy event. It coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival today, so we have to celebrate, so we have a celebration banquet tonight, and I plan to reward everyone."

The general in front of the team spoke enthusiastically, and his saliva fell from the sky like rain, "Tonight's celebration banquet is authorized by His Royal Highness and Young Master Pei. Everyone, drink to your heart's content tonight. If you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

The team was enthusiastically excited: "Okay!"

"You will be seated on a turn-by-case basis after you get your money." The person in front of the team said again.

After the team broke up for a while, several people went back to take a shower and prepare their clothes.

On the way, several people gathered together.

"When did the little beauty become so kind? I have never held a celebration banquet before. Even if we win a big victory, he will pull us to continue training. Today is the first time." One person shook his head, Still immersed in the unbelievable.

The other two looked at each other and smiled at the person in the middle: "Haven't you heard? It's all thanks to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that we have this celebration banquet. It's just a dream to ask the little beauty to host it for us. "

"Since His Royal Highness came to our place, our life seems to be much better than before."

"Yes." The other two nodded.

At the time of Xu, the tent was already full of people, all of whom had taken off their armor and wore simple cloth clothes, sitting neatly around the long table, and a burst of laughter and fire came out of the tent.

Originally, it was common for them to be naked shirtless, but because Pei Qian had clearly fixed his attire before, no one dared to be shirtless and show a rough look.

The curtain was suddenly lifted, and a handsome young man came in, dressed in a black robe with gold patterns, followed by a figure in Tsing Yi, with a cold expression, not as friendly as the young man in front.

But the foreheads and necks of the two of them were surprisingly uniformly covered with dense sweat, and there were still a few red marks on Pei Qian's neck.Beads of sweat wet the hair on their temples, sticking casually to their faces.

The moment they entered, the laughter and laughter in the tent stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes followed their figures.

Yuan Ji Nian sat down at the front table under his eyes, and Pei Qian sat down on his right.

The distance between the two of them was deliberately kept, and no one looked at the other.

After he asked Pei Qian something in the afternoon, the two had an inevitable fight.

Someone invited them to a banquet on the way, and what they saw after entering the tent was that one of them was holding a sword, and the other was pinching the neck of the other.

Yuan Jinian withdrew his hand from his neck, Pei Qian withdrew his sword at the same time, and the two explained to the trembling young general in unison: "We are sparring."

After the young general left, they ignored each other.

Yuan Ji Nian never said a word to Pei Qian until he entered the account.

They didn't speak, and no one below spoke, and the crowd was as quiet as a chicken.

Liu Yiwen is not feeling well today, and no one is around, so there is not even one person who speaks first.

In the end, it was Yuan Ji Nian who poured a glass of wine and raised his glass to start: "Today the flag has won, and everyone is invited to drink here, if you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

Everyone stood up and raised their glasses to drink together.

Pei Qian also stood up reluctantly.

Yuan Ji Nian thought that the most unhappy person should be himself, in the enemy country, but still celebrating the victory of the enemy country.

But there is no way.

In order to go deep into the enemy army and win the love of the enemy army, he can only do this.

It just so happened that Pei Qian's being in the army made others angry and dare not speak out. If he could take this opportunity to slowly give benefits, he would be able to leverage Pei Qian's position in the army little by little, and then deepen the pressure little by little. The contradiction made Zhou Jun's army unstable.

Yuan Ji Nian felt that he who could conceive this idea was like a harem concubine carefully planning for succession.

Really scheming!

Yuan Ji Nian raised his hand to drink, and despised himself first.

After he finished drinking, he glanced at Pei Qian next to him calmly, thinking that his days of being proud might not be many, and that this proud posture might not last long, Yuan Ji Nian was in a good mood for no reason.

Just as Yuan Ji Nian thought this way, he suddenly realized that Pei Qian beside him seemed to be slowly approaching him. The distance between the two was calm enough for two people, and there was only less than one person left.

Could it be that Pei Qian knew what he was thinking?

Yuan Ji Nian sat down with an empty wine glass in his hand, and silently distanced himself from Pei Qian.

He lifted the jug again and slowly poured the wine into the glass, watching the fine wine fall into the glass like a clear spring hitting a stone, splashing layers of water, and smelling the aroma of the wine.

The wine was not full yet, Yuan Ji Nian seemed to see Pei Qian approaching slowly from the corner of his eyes, and he turned his head suspiciously.

Pei Qian had already arrived in front of him, clinging to him, frowned in discomfort, pushed his chest with one hand, and whispered something in his ear.

The wine jug in Yuan Jinian's hand shattered with a thud.

Everyone below followed the sound and looked over.

All voices stopped, and all changed into gasps.