I am neither beautiful nor crazy

Jiang Yu was so excited that his teeth were trembling a little, his eyes were red, and he lowered his voice and asked bitterly, "It's that dream."

As if afraid that the other party might not understand, he raised his voice and repeated, "Is that the dream I've been having all this time?"

After a long time, the other party nodded.

"...I don't want to dream about what happened before." Jiang Yu tremblingly said, "Can you help me?"

The man shook his head slowly, "Everything has its meaning, and there are many causes and effects that have been decided in the dark. Including whether you will meet him, including the person you killed last night, including the faction chaos After that, the person who can finally ascend to the throne stably in the long run... I can see it."

"you……"

The man stood up suddenly, bowed slightly to Jiang Yu, and signaled that he was leaving.

Jiang Yu wanted to continue asking, but when he heard the footsteps outside the tent gradually approaching, he could only grit his teeth and not stop him.

Not long after the Taoist priest in black left, the tent door was opened again, and a tall figure entered with the cold wind.As if he had been outside for a long time, his bare-exposed skin was flushed, and as soon as he entered the tent, a layer of water vapor appeared on the cold silver mask.

Jiang Yu leaned against the stove and stared at the flames boredly, without looking up.

"Do you know the priest?" Jiang Yu asked suddenly.

"I've heard about it, but it's the first time I've seen it. Why, he just came here again?"

Jiang Yu didn't want to lie, so he nodded.

"Is there a body?"

Jiang Yu was taken aback for a moment, he was just asking himself, but he didn't have time to test the prince's death.

"No."

Xiao Xiangling took off the mask casually and put it aside, and used his cuffs to remove a layer of clear snow from the top of his head and shoulders.

Jiang Yu suddenly felt a little tired, so he half-closed his eyes and looked at him.

I have to admit that Xiao Xiangling is a very good-looking person.

With broad shoulders and narrow waist, he looks unruly and sassy in normal clothes, and heroic in armor.

The facial features have a very distinctive sharp beauty, and they don't look mean when they are combined together, and the slightly dim light in the tent undoubtedly makes the eyes a bit deeper.

No matter from which angle you look at it, it is an unforgettable appearance.

"Why do you always wear a mask?" Jiang Yu asked, "When we went to the mountain to deliver the girl's ashes, the story you told in the cave, the 'ghost' was you, right?"

This is the second time he has asked this question.

Xiao Xiangling paused for a while in straightening his cuffs, neither admitting nor denying it.

"So... after so many years, your appearance has not changed. That's why you wear a mask. You are afraid of being recognized by others and causing unnecessary trouble?"

As Jiang Yu said, he couldn't help but laugh.

If it was a month ago, even if Xiao Xiangling said this to him personally, he would not have believed it.

But now, he asked this question that sounded extremely absurd seriously, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

Following what the Taoist priest said just now, and the clues that have been revealed, it is not difficult to deduce the cause and effect of the whole thing.

And the speed of accepting all this was much faster than he originally imagined.

The other party frowned slightly, "Who told you what?"

Jiang Yu continued to ask, "Can you tell me what kind of person 'he' is?"

Xiao Xiangling froze his hand to straighten his cuffs, and the atmosphere in the tent instantly became awkward with this strange question.

"What does he look like? What do you like to eat? What do you do? What's your voice like? What's your smile like?"

"Jiangyu?"

"It's fine if you don't want to say it, just ask casually." Jiang Yu staggered his eyes and continued to stare at the brazier.

Vision a little trance.

Another long time passed.

"I'm going back to the capital tonight."

"It's dangerous at night, tomorrow - I'll give you a ride."

"Tonight." Jiang Yu repeated stubbornly.

Then he added, "I'll go back by myself, I don't bother you to send it."

……

Taking advantage of the darkness, Jiang Yu got on his horse.

He didn't tell the other party the content of Xia Zhixing's letter, nor did he explain why he wanted to return to the capital immediately.

The only certainty is that the two will not see each other again for a long time.

Every day the Beikou rebelled, Xiao Xiangling would stay here for a day. Even if the Beikou was finally put down, he might never come to the capital again.

And it is impossible for him to stay in northern Xinjiang.

The worst result is just a chance meeting.

"Be careful on the road."

As if the last time the horse fell into the river was still fresh in his memory, Xiao Xiangling walked slowly around Jiang Yu's horse, carefully checked the saddle, pedals, and rein for him, and finally handed the rein to Jiang Yu's hand .

Jiang Yu pulled one end of the rope.

At that moment, he seemed to feel that the other party was going to step forward and give him a polite hug.Even the arms are slightly outstretched.

But in an instant, he took it back as if nothing had happened.

Because a hug is a farewell between friends.

And their relationship is limited to His Highness and General.

Jiang Yu pretended not to notice and generally looked away.Sure enough, the next moment, Xiao Xiangling bent down and performed a standard kneeling salute.

The two have been dating for more than a few months. From the beginning, Jiang Yu concealed his identity, to fighting openly and secretly against each other, and then to the superficial easing relationship, and even chatting and drinking like friends.

Never before had such formal etiquette been performed.

What it means, they both know each other.

Standing there, Jiang Yu looked at another layer of snow and frost on the top of the opponent's hair, and even had the urge to reach out to wipe it off for him.

But he just stood stiffly and heard himself ask something that seemed insignificant.

"You said that I am Your Highness whom you will pledge allegiance to."

"Yes."

Jiang Yu chuckled, "Now?"

The other party paused for a moment, then said calmly, "It will be the same from now on."

Jiang Yu used to dislike the promise and use of interests.

But now, he actually found a trace of satisfying pleasure in this difficult-to-distinguish promise.

"Then wait for you to return to the capital." Jiang Yu said casually, knowing that it was impossible to achieve, "I will go out of the city to pick you up."

The other party finally didn't answer.

Jiang Yu smiled, got on his horse, raised snow mist half a person's height, and landed on Xiao Xiangling's shoulders and face.

The sound of hooves gradually faded away.

The emperor received the file from Beijiang.When he saw Jiang Chibin shoot a poisoned arrow at the prince during the chaotic battle, and then the prince died tragically in Beijiang, he was so angry that he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Looking back, it was Jiang Yu who wrote it himself.The sentence is concise, which roughly means that he has punished the murderer on the spot, beheaded first and then played, and is willing to return to the capital to receive the punishment.

He spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood.

This time, however, he was never rescued and died on the spot.

When Jiang Yu returned to the capital, the palace had already hung a white mourning.

After January, the third prince ascended the throne.

Jiang Chibin's killing of the crown prince has been heard by all civil and military courts.Although Jiang Yu's behavior was inappropriate, but it was also regarded as a helpless act at the time. In addition, Xia Zhixing had been speaking up for Jiang Yu, and in the end no substantial punishment was imposed.

It's just a one-month ban in the house.In addition, the new emperor ascended the throne and amnesty the world, and he was released within a few days after being banned.

And Gu Yuan clearly found that although Jiang Yu only left for about a week, his temperament seemed to have changed a lot after he came back.

It seemed that he calmed down a lot overnight, originally he was willing to play and make trouble, but during the confinement period, he actually stayed at the mansion all day reading and practicing swords, and he didn't even have a few words.

What's even more frightening is that when Jiang Yu returned from northern Xinjiang, he brought back a white square handkerchief.

Jiang Yu then asked Gu Yuan to go to the street to buy a good-looking dagger, requiring that the hilt be engraved with complicated patterns, the blade does not need to be consecrated, and there must be a support under the hilt that can stand.

After Gu Yuan handed the dagger to Jiang Yu, he quietly looked at the square handkerchief hanging on the corner of the desk.

"From the girl?" Gu Yuan asked tentatively.

"Yeah." Jiang Yu answered casually.

"Then His Highness should also have some interest in that girl?"

Jiang Yu was fiddling with the dagger on the table, but said nothing.

Gu Yuan suddenly became interested, "What kind of girl will be favored by His Highness? What does she look like? What do you usually like to do? What do you eat?"

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows, thought about it seriously, and then replied half-truthfully, "Looks... very good-looking, I usually like to practice swords, what do I eat..." He thought for a while, "I don't know what do you like eating."

Gu Yuan was taken aback, "It looks like a dashing girl. Let me just say, this square handkerchief doesn't look like a Central Plains woman's item anyway. This square handkerchief is too big, and the texture is not smooth silk satin, more like a man..."

Jiang Yu had just fiddled with the short sword on the table, and its point was facing up against the support, so that it stood upright on the table.

Before Gu Yuan could ask, he took the square handkerchief directly and inserted it into the short sword.

The sound of the cloth being torn was heard, and Gu Yuan stared blankly at the square handkerchief that was intact a second ago, but now it was pierced by the dagger and fixed in the middle of the dagger, with the corners hanging down limply.

"Your Highness..." Gu Yuan was a little scared, "Does Your Highness favor this girl, or..."

Jiang Yu didn't explain, just stared at the Fangpa hanging in mid-air for a moment, then looked away.

"Gu Yuan, have you heard some special remarks from me in the palace?"

Gu Yuan's throat choked, this was too much.

When Jiang Yu was still young, he had a delicate and handsome appearance. At first glance, he seemed a little indistinguishable from male to female.And because of the lack of love from his parents since he was a child, and his withdrawn personality, he never had girls to play with like other princes.It has been passed around several times among people with bad intentions, and the taste has changed.

At the beginning, it was rumored that Jiang Yu had a habit of breaking his sleeves, including many strange rumors like pulling a man.And not long after Xiao Xiangling came to the capital, the rumors were making the most noise.

Gu Yuan's voice was tight, and he was afraid of Jiang Yu's anger when he didn't speak, so he could only say dryly, "I don't know how many versions there are of rumors, it is said that His Highness has a habit of breaking sleeves."

"Ah."

Gu Yuan always felt that His Royal Highness had been wronged, but he didn't notice that Jiang Yu's "um" used a falling intonation instead of a rising intonation.

"Those groundless rumors can't be suppressed, and His Highness didn't..."

"Do you know why I didn't refute those rumors?"

"Ah?" Gu Yuan didn't react.

"I didn't refute it before because I didn't know. I haven't refuted it now—" Jiang Yu leaned on the back of the chair, narrowing his eyes, "I think they are right."

No matter how slow Gu Yuanzong was, he could still react, pointing at the square handkerchief, his hands were a little unsteady, "It's not from the girl!"

"It's not a girl." Jiang Yu admitted, looking at the other party's reaction, he still felt a little funny.

He turned his head to look at the hot porridge that Gu Yuan had just brought in, with some shredded pork deliberately mixed in it, and suddenly remembered the hard-won bowl of broth in the northern camp.

"But more virtuous than a girl." He suddenly added.

Gu Yuan, who had already recovered from his composure, had another collapsed expression on his face.

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