I am neither beautiful nor crazy

The expression in Jiang Yu's eyes can be described as horrified. He suddenly tried to get up and withdraw his hand, but he didn't expect Xiao Xiangling to hold his hand even tighter, and at the same time, he pushed him back to the original place involuntarily.

"Xiao Xiangling! You want to rebel, don't you!" Jiang Yu woke up completely from his sleep in an instant, and shouted such a sentence hastily.

Xiao Xiangling seemed to think that Jiang Yu's reaction was a little funny, but he hid the expression well, turned his head seriously and said, "Did Your Highness have a nightmare last night?"

"..."

"I kept shouting. When I came to see, I found that the fur coat was kicked to the ground by you. When you covered it for you, you held me tightly and didn't let go."

Jiang Yu had never felt such desperate embarrassment in his life, and a thin layer of powder was visible to the naked eye on his jade-like earlobes.

"So I could only sit here for one night, but when His Highness woke up, he not only didn't appreciate it, but also chased me away." Xiao Xiangling turned his head and smiled slightly, "Your Highness, ancient books don't talk about courtesy like this."

His brow bones are strong, his eyes are deep-set, but when he smiles, all the sharpness that appears to be restrained, he looks gentle and comfortable.

He seemed to be able to shoot knives out of Jiang Yu's eyes, and then he slowly loosened his intertwined fingers.

"Sorry for disturbing you last night." Jiang Yu said dryly, "So I'll go back tonight..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly paused.

He saw Xiao Xiangling stretching out a hand towards him, and then gently helped him remove a strand of hair from his forehead that was covering his eyes.

That movement was natural and restrained, as if it had been repeated many times.

But the force was unbelievably light, he could barely feel the touch of his fingertips, and it was even hard to imagine that Xiao Xiangling, who was holding an epee into the enemy's camp, could move so carefully, with a hint of imperceptible temptation.It seemed that as long as Jiang Yu showed even the slightest dislike, that hand would be taken away without hesitation.

The thin powder on the earlobe slowly smudges and deepens, like water-soaked ink slowly smearing on rice paper.Jiang Yu felt his heart beating again after being silent all night, and he felt dazed and surprised for a moment.

Seeing that he didn't reject him, that hand went to tuck the collar of the fur coat covering his body.

A subtle sense of crisis crawled up his spine, and he tried to stand up and escape from the impenetrable scorching gaze, but was gently pressed in place by the other's hand on his shoulder.

"Your Highness, don't move." Xiao Xiangling bent down slightly, and his hoarse voice exploded in Jiang Yu's ear, "Just tucked the neckline, and it will mess up if you move again."

Jiang Yu's expression froze for a moment, and the thin red in his earlobe quickly spread to his cheeks, meeting his long and narrow eyes.Immediately, he broke free from the opponent's arm and stood up in shock, not even realizing that his bare feet were stepping on the cold ground.

He stared at Xiao Xiangling closely, but the slightly red corners of his eyes counteracted the sharpness.Even he himself didn't know where this weird and embarrassing feeling came from.

When Gu Yuan tucked in the quilt and changed his clothes, he never felt unnatural.

Xiao Xiangling only glanced at him, then deliberately looked away.

It's only because of those peach-blossom eyes, which look like hooks, filled with water vapor.

Footsteps suddenly came from outside the tent, breaking the thick atmosphere, and when the tent door was opened, the last trace of emotion was blown away by the cold wind.

"Your Highness Seventh, General Xiao, the horses are ready."

"Understood." Xiao Xiangling said towards the outside of the tent, and then turned to Jiangyu, "If your Highness is ready, you can set off."

Jiang Yu nodded, only to realize that Xiao Xiangling had already put on clothes that were convenient for traveling, and he sat on the side of the bed and got dressed.Perhaps it was because she didn't sleep well in the first half of last night, her black hair was a little messy, and even a few strands were tangled together and caught in the collar of her clothes.

Xiao Xiangling walked up to him, took a wooden comb that he found out from nowhere, and helped him straighten out the tangled strands of hair at the back of his head.

"It's not convenient to come by yourself, let me tie His Highness's hair."

He concealed the dark and unclear emotions in his eyes, and said in a low voice.

Within a moment, the two walked out of the camp. Xiao Xiangling was still wearing a silver mask, his whole body was sombre, showing the brave demeanor of the Northern Xinjiang Army everywhere.And Jiang Yu's eyes were cold, his long black hair was tied up high, and he wore a slightly larger black fox fur over his white clothes.

Before setting off, Xiao Xiangling gave some instructions to the soldiers below, and then the two of them drove forward together, and within half an hour, they arrived at the previously agreed destination.

The appearance of the Beiyi people is quite different from that of the Central Plains people. They are tall and burly, with strong and rough muscles. They wear thick and slightly fat clothes, mostly with animal fur.

Jiang Yu's expression was a little pale, he always distinguished different occasions clearly.Now, when he led his troops to wipe out the Beikou army not long ago, he went deep into the enemy camp, and he did not show the slightest cowardice.

He turned over a few dozen steps away from Yingkou, got off his horse, and walked over at a leisurely pace, a misty snow blowing from the hem of his black fur coat.

Xiao Xiangling walked a few steps behind him.

Both of them hid their emotions very well, as if they hadn't experienced the indulgent intimacy of yesterday, and their relationship was still limited to ordinary friendship that can't even be regarded as friends.

Jiang Yu tied the horse outside the tent door, and smiled at the soldiers in Yingkou, "Jiang Yu is here, please let me know."

He didn't feel cramped or flustered at all, he didn't look like he was here to be questioned, but like a young man who came to enjoy the snow scene, his movements were so calm that he stunned the soldiers on the opposite side.

After a while, a man who was nearly sixty years old walked out of the tent, he seemed to be of very high status, and the soldiers around him bowed to salute when they saw him.

His hair and beard are mixed with white, and there are deep wrinkles on his face, but his brow bones and eye shape are extremely stiff, and the tip of his eyebrows is slightly raised, giving people a harsh and mean feeling at first glance.It seems that there is an old disease in his leg, and his walking posture is a little unnatural, but his whole body still reveals a cold and aloof aura.

At first glance, it looks somewhat similar to Jiang Yu's temperament.

When he glanced at Jiangyu for a moment, he seemed a little surprised, but he withdrew his expression in an instant, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I have watched the army fight for many years, and when I was young, I was able to lead the army and lead the way. If it gets worse, you can only stay in the camp."

He glanced at Jiang Yu with a scrutinizing gaze, "But in all these years, this is the first time I heard that the army went out for an expedition, and no one came back at the end... Are you Jiang Yu?"

Jiang Yu didn't reply, just nodded slightly.

"It's somewhat similar to Ruoyang, come in and talk."

A few people entered the camp, Jiang Yu raised his eyes and saw a huge portrait hanging on the wall.

In the painting is a handsome woman, she is twisting the plum blossoms on the branch with one hand, while turning her head and smiling lightly, the vermilion on her lips is warmer than a red dress.It is not graceful and charming, but it is extraordinarily sassy and beautiful.

This person coincided with the woman he had seen in the eyes of others. Jiang Yu knew who the person in the painting was almost instantly. He stopped and stood where he was.

It was also the first time for Xiao Xiangling to see Ruoyang's portrait, and he felt that the charm was very similar to that of Jiangyu.Especially those seductive eyes, each curve is just right, it looks charming when it is curved, and it feels light when it is flat.

"Senior... but you know my concubine mother?" Jiang Yu's voice was a little unsteady.

"You can call me He Louqing." The person who brought them in said while sitting on the seat, "Ruoyang is my real sister."

Jiang Yu's fingertips moved slightly, as if there was a series of questions that he was eager to spit out, but he held back as if thinking of something, just turned around and sat beside Xiao Xiangling, with a faint smile in the corner of his eyes, and didn't touch it. Tea cups on the table.

He Louqing couldn't help smiling when he saw that he was all on guard, "You don't have to be so restrained. I invited you here today because I wanted to see what my sister's flesh and blood should look like. Now it seems that she is smart and handsome."

As if seeing what Jiang Yu wanted to ask, he went straight to the point, "You have been investigating that case, but I don't think that map was sent by Ruoyang."

Jiang Yu raised his head, his pupils dilated slightly, "Can I see?"

The other party nodded, "You come with me."

He Louqing brought the two of them into a study room, and took out a letter and a map from a hidden compartment in the wall.

Jiang Yu's heartbeat suddenly became violent, and he keenly felt that something was wrong, but the truth seemed to be clinging to the surface of the water, only separated by superficial facts, but it was always difficult to see through.

He flipped through the letter paper and map, frowning slightly.

"The formation of the Northern Frontier Army in the map is indeed in line with the facts." Xiao Xiangling turned to He Louqing, "You said this is not what Ruoyang wrote, but did you say that plum blossoms were not drawn on this letter?"

He Louqing looked at him in surprise, obviously surprised by his knowledge, "Exactly, every letter Ruoyang sends back will draw plum blossoms."

"There is an identical copy in the capital." Jiang Yu said suddenly, his voice trembling a bit due to the sudden surge of emotion.

"In the file in the palace, all the letters she received are kept, but this letter and this map are in that file. The handwriting of the letter is exactly the same as that of the map, only the content of the letter is slightly different."

He Louqing pondered for a moment, then asked Xiang Jiangyu, "Do you know the complete story of what happened at that time?"

"I just heard about it." Jiang Yu lowered his eyes slightly, revealing his slender neck, which looked thin and fragile at first glance.

"It is said in the file that the empress and my concubine mother have always been on good terms. That day the empress and the crown prince came to visit her together, but an assassin suddenly broke in during the conversation. The empress overturned the table and chairs in desperation to resist. The letter was under the table. It was discovered. The person who was in charge of reviewing the case at that time, that is, the former prime minister, insisted that she sent the letter, and at that time all the ministers wrote a letter together to persuade them, and the emperor gave him a glass of poisoned wine in a fit of anger."

He Louqing frowned, "I've also heard about the follow-up incident. The assassin's assassination was not successful, but he was stabbed and escaped by the soldiers who rushed over after hearing the news. Later, he was caught and beheaded for public display."

"Since the assassin came to assassinate, how could he be stopped by the queen's table and then injured by the soldiers? Even so, how could he escape from the palace in a big way when the soldiers heard the sound and came ?" Xiao Xiangling pointed out the biggest doubt.

"It's really unreasonable." Jiang Yu suddenly felt a pain in his head, and wanted to support the table with one hand, but was supported by Xiao Xiangling halfway.

He shook his head slightly, but he didn't push the person away, "It's just that it's been too long since the 'assassin' at that time has been captured and executed. Sophisticated. Even if it is understood that these letter papers were framed and deliberately let go by others, it is still difficult to find out who is really manipulating them behind the scenes."

"About this assassin, I heard some rumors at that time." He Louqing said.

"It is rumored that the assassin was stabbed on the back of his right hand by the soldiers who drove in. There was a deep bone wound. When a reward was offered for this person, the knife wound on his right hand was written in it."

The author has something to say: I forgot to post the manuscript after class, sorry!