Bad wolves are not easy to mess with

He is using him to deceive others and attract the attention of Prince Mu Nan, so that I, a prince who is too muddy to stick to the wall, have the opportunity to secretly manipulate a losing battle..."

Without taking his eyes off the nearly devastated capital city, Tian Mingyang said softly: "If he knows, I made a fuss when building the defense of the moat and deliberately blocked the drainage pipes; When he came to the capital, because of the intense heat for several days, he encountered this torrential rain, and thus made all these plans to let the Munan plague rage and lead Chuchi to destroy the city... How will he react?"

At the end of the line of sight was Lingyuan's somewhat thin figure, her robes were billowed by the wind, making her appear as thin as bamboo.But the gestures between the orders were all with decisive strength, and the persistence between the eyebrows was a little hard to be mistaken.

Tian Mingyang was watching, and so was Shishi.

"But this little bird looks desperate! It's really duplicity..."

"Perhaps, in a person's life, at least once in his life, he should try his best for a certain goal." Fourteen's slightly deep voice seemed to carry some kind of emotion, and it was unclear whether it was envy, sympathy or other things: "It's just that he still He didn't fully realize the irreplaceable position of his hometown in his heart."

There was a short silence, Lingyuan's body trembled slightly in the cold wind, and was supported by the soldiers around her, and a scorching "Sir" floated into the ears of the two of them.

"Fourteen, send a signal immediately, I want Tianze's [-]th army to enter the city tonight!"

62 Revenge

"Hold! Hold this city!"

Waking up with a low growl, Lingyuan was stunned for a moment by the silence around her.

He clearly remembered that he was in the middle of the battlefield and issued orders, but why is he lying on the bed now?What happened to the battlefield?Have Tianze's rescuers come, and Munan...is he still there?

A series of doubts made his mind sink, but he wanted to get up but found that he couldn't use any strength. At this moment, he heard the sound of pedaling footsteps, Lingyuan turned his head, but it was dark.

Is it night already?

"Sir, but I feel better! Drink some water first!" The crisp young voice sounded, and then Lingyuan felt someone support him, and when the lips were cold, the water was fed into her mouth.

It's okay if you don't drink it, Lingyuan is really thirsty after drinking it, her lips are bloody, it's extremely dry lips that are torn apart when they touch the cup.

Slowly, a glass of water made people wake up a little bit, and their thoughts became clearer.

The city of Munan was broken, and he rushed out to command the generals. His body, which had just recovered from the plague, couldn't bear the cold of the mid-night night. He didn't hold on, but collapsed.At this moment, the little soldier beside him supported him. Then, the little soldier sprinkled some powder on his eyes. The moment his eyes hurt, he lost his vision, and then his heart suddenly hurt. Straight into it!

"woke up?"

"Return to Your Highness, sir just woke up and drank some water."

"Go to the kitchen and get some white porridge."

"Yes."

There was the sound of a conversation next to her ear, followed by the sound of footsteps that were almost unrecognizable, Lingyuan felt the bed sink, and it was that person who sat down.

"Your complexion is much better. What about your body? How do you feel? What else is uncomfortable?" With his hands on his shoulders, bringing a slight heat, the man slowly helped himself to lie down, his movements were rare and gentle.But the more so, the more he couldn't calm down.

"That sentry is a spy! But got him?"

"Lingyuan..."

"How long have I been sleeping? How is the battle going on outside? How many casualties did Mu Nan have? Did Chu Chi succeed in taking down the city? And when will Tianze's reinforcements arrive?"

"Lingyuan!"

"And me, what happened to this body? Why, why are my eyes blind!"

"Lingyuan! Don't be so excited, your wound will open like this!"

"Tell me, what happened! Tell me!" Fumbling and grabbing the clothes of the person opposite, Lingyuan trembled a little, her heart stabbed fiercely, and her throat was bloody, but he had no intention Forget it, at the moment, there are too many doubts that need an explanation.

"Speak! You are Tian Mingyang, right! Tell me...I..." The messy words were cut off because Tian Mingyang suddenly hugged the overly nervous Lingyuan, suppressing his struggle , and then slowly moved her lips to his ear, her gentle voice seemed to comfort her.

"Little bird, Mu Nan saved it."

The next moment, the struggle stopped, and Lingyuan leaned against Tian Mingyang's neck, muttering and repeating: "Save it?"

"Well, I kept it." The hug tightened slightly, and Tian Mingyang didn't know why he did this action, but he somehow felt that this could comfort the confused little bird.

"Heh... that's how I saved it..." He chuckled, seemingly relieved, but with a sarcasm: "Your Highness, tell me, am I blind?"

"Do you think it's not worth it?"

"It's worth it! Of course it's worth it! Aren't I the bargaining chip that this Mu Nan is selling around? I can't escape it in my past and present lives! Even if I have the chance to do it all over again, I'm going to die. I asked for it!"

"Of course I can't escape, because you, little bird, like Mu Nan!"

"Like..." Muttering again, these two words came out of her mouth, and her heart ached again, Lingyuan's head fell powerlessly on Tian Mingyang's shoulder, as if she was so tired that she never wanted to lift it up again.

He obviously wanted to destroy everything so much, but in the end he threw his head and blood to defend it. Is this because he likes it...

"Why won't the little bird be honest with herself?"

There was Tian Mingyang's low sigh next to his ears, his powerful touch on his back, and his warm chest on his chest. Lingyuan wanted to push it away, but she was too weak to lift her arms.

The comfortable temperature and firm support make people want to just fall asleep like this.

"Cheer up, the battle between Mu Nan and Chu Chi is over, and our war has just begun!" Patting Lingyuan's back lightly, Tian Mingyang smiled: "Take care of yourself, this Mu Nan will eventually die!" It's yours, little bird!"

Lingyuan didn't speak, or just didn't want to speak.

Mu Nan could be his or anyone else's. As a puppet, how important is his name?What's important is that the thread that binds his hands and feet has always been in Tian Mingyang's hands.

This matter was originally so simple, using each other and restricting each other, but why...he had to do these unnecessary things!There is no need to buy people's hearts. What he does will only make everything more and more entangled!However, the other party clearly touched the bottom line, why didn't he retreat for a long time...

Is he going to try to trust others again?

"I... am I really blind?" Pushing Tian Mingyang away, her fingers still grasped the other's sleeve unwillingly, Lingyuan frowned slightly, her eyes were deeply bewildered.

"Are you afraid?" With a slightly frivolous tone, Tian Mingyang was as calm as ever, then smiled and looked at Lingyuan with a cold face, turned his head away, let go of his hands, tried his best to suppress the deep anxiety in his heart, and then, as he expected, he opened his mouth. Two words: "Get out."

"It's really blind, I, Tian Mingyang, said that I want you to be the king of Munan, and I will never break my promise!" Footsteps sounded in my ears, and Lingyuan's body froze.

What is really blind?

A series of chuckles from that person came from far away, and Lingyuan's face darkened.

This person is so rascal and frivolous, how can he be a trustworthy person?

He allowed only one betrayal by someone close to him.

Groping the mattress, he took out an exquisite porcelain vase under the pillow and slowly grasped it in his hand. The young man who was serving him just now approached him and whispered: "Your Majesty, do you have any orders?"

With a slight tremor of her fingertips, Lingyuan uncorked the bottle, and a bright red pill fell into the boy's hands.

"Same as every day, down to his meal."

The young man blissed slightly, then took out a paper bag from his arms, shook it lightly, and a green pill fell into Lingyuan's hand like a deal: "Yes. Then, this is today's dose."

On the day when Chuchi broke the city, when Munan's capital was dying, Tianze's army entered the city, captured all Chuchi's army that night, and defended Munan City.And after that night, there was news that the capital of Chuchi was under siege, and the Chuchi troops stationed in Munan were evacuated one after another.

This is undoubtedly salvation for Mu Nan who is at the end of his life.

Three days later, the Munan crisis was almost resolved across the board. At this time, King Munan pardoned the world, and the capital city had a carnival all night.And in this hall, it is precisely to entertain the allies who rescued Munan from danger, as well as the core force for victory in this war-Mr. Bai Yu.

Mu Nan was in the midst of a waste of time, and the banquet was not luxurious, but it was very grand because of the kindness of the people and the gratitude of King Mu Nan.

There are no songs and dances, and the common people use Munan's minor tunes to cheer up the fun.The self-compiled lyrics and music are about their savior, Mr. Bai Yu.

There was no gluttony, Munan cooked sheep and slaughtered cattle, and entertained allies who came from afar. King Munan personally toasted and respected the warriors who defended the city.

After three days of recuperation, Lingyuan's injuries were slowly recovering. Her eyes were burned by lime powder. Although she was not blind, the speed of recovery was not fast.At present, Lingyuan can only recover some eyesight slightly, and can vaguely see things an inch away from her.

When receiving the wine glass sent by King Mu Nan, Lingyuan's mood was complicated.The once majestic emperor stood in front of him, but now he is a martyr in his twilight years, dying of old age.The slightly blurred vision traced the opponent's face - grizzled hair, slightly sickly complexion, and slightly stooped figure. On this emperor, there was an indescribable sadness.

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