Almost at the moment when He Zichen finished speaking, Yan Gui who was at the side jumped up and stabbed directly at Gu Yueqin.

The speed was so fast that one couldn't help but suspect that he did it because of He Zichen's order, or because he wanted to do it.

A sharp spear stabbed straight at Gu Yueqin's face, He Zichen's pupils shrank slightly, and before he could react, Gu Yueqin had already turned him sideways!

The pointed gun stirred up a handful of dust on the ground.

The surrounding guards couldn't help tensing up, looking at the three of them.

Gu Yueqin protected He Qianxiao in his arms, and said calmly, "Are you crazy? Do you want to hurt Ah Xiao?"

He Zichen said in a cold voice: "My Dahe's prince, how can you call him by his name?"

Yan Gui stood up straight, with the sharp spear straight on the ground.

There was no expression of joy or anger on his face, "Put down the sixth prince, and I will spare you."

"My life has always been decided by myself, and it's not up to anyone to take it away," Gu Yueqin and Yan Gui stood face to face, "He is your sixth prince, but he is my sweetheart, my sweetheart, how can I Calling is good."

He Zichen never expected that he guarded the two people beside him, tested Yan Gui and Xu Jueming, but failed to guard against a foreigner!

He took a deep breath, "It seems that there is no need for us to show mercy."

Yan Gui didn't need him to say it, he was already murderous.

When Gu Yueqin pinched He Qianxiao's face and said those ambiguous words, he wanted to chop off Gu Yueqin's fingers.

He Qianxiao rolled from the ground twice.

Once it was because of Gu Fushou, but this time it was actually because of Yan Gui, so he quickly spit out the sand in his mouth.

Seeing this, He Zichen opened his mouth several times, but he didn't make a sound.

At such a time, even if Gu Yueqin showed his concern for He Qianxiao, it was impossible to guarantee that the people around him would have murderous intentions towards He Qianxiao.

If they don't follow Gu Yueqin's order and use He Qianxiao to coerce them, He Qianxiao will be in danger.

At this moment, Gu Yueqin stretched out his hand, touched the corner of He Qianxiao's lips, and helped him wipe off the dust.

He is very skillful in this action, as if he has experienced it thousands of times, and the worry in his eyebrows does not seem to be fake.

But precisely because of this, He Zichen's eyes almost burst into flames.

He felt a lump in his throat, and felt that this scene was extremely dazzling, and he didn't need to order Yan Gui anymore, he had already dismounted and rushed straight towards the direction of the two of them.

He ignored the obstruction of the subordinates next to him.When the subordinates beside Gu Yueqin saw him coming, they also put on a defensive posture, but Gu Yueqin raised his hand to stop him.

The two looked at each other, the emotions in their eyes were full of emotions.

He Qianxiao was caught in the middle, and began to feel that his breathing was...wrong?

Everything was quiet, dead silent, and the atmosphere was almost stagnant. He Zichen suddenly stretched out his hand, pulled He Qianxiao out of Gu Yueqin's arms, and then grabbed Gu Yueqin's lapel.

Under He Zichen's murderous eyes, Gu Yueqin had a provocative face without fear.

"He is Bengong's younger brother," He Zichen gritted his teeth, "Touch him with your animal-like paws, are you worthy?"

He Qian smiled: "..."

No, even if you want to vent your anger on him, you don't have to lift him up so high, he doesn't deserve it.

The main thing is to describe Gu Yueqin as a beast, are you really not afraid of his revenge? !

"Hey, Brother Huang..." He Qianxiao tried to save the situation.

"Shut up." He Zichen said without turning his head.

He Qian smiled: "..." Okay.

Faced with this kind of humiliation, Gu Yueqin was not angry for the first time, and even smiled. This time, he smiled sincerely, but his tone was indescribably ironic. He repeated He Zichen's words, "Is he your brother? You treat him as a younger brother?"

He Zichen looked at him coldly, unmoved.

The two sides were on the verge of breaking out, and the surrounding subordinates were also ready. It seemed that the fight would continue, and there was even a possibility of a fight. At this moment, a strange sound of a flute suddenly came from a distance.

It's not a tune, and it's different from the ordinary flute sound, so you can't tell what it is.

Gu Fushou's expression on the side changed. Originally, he was watching the excitement from the wall, but when he heard the sound of the flute, he took the initiative to say to Gu Yueqin: "Third brother!"

Gu Yueqin reached out and opened He Zichen's fingers one by one.

The fingertips of both of them turned white, showing how much effort was used.

Before leaving, Gu Yueqin's lingering eyes swept over He Qianxiao's face, and under He Zichen's almost cannibalistic gaze, he made a lip motion to He Qianxiao.

He said, "Wait for me."

He Qianxiao understood, but he still pretended not to understand, and smiled at Gu Yueqin.

The meaning of this smile is: let's go.

The horse whistled in their ears, and when Gu Yueqin got on the horse, He Qianxiao's neck tightened, and someone picked him up from behind.

He thought it was the prince, but turned around and found that it was Yan Gui.

From Yan Gui's face, he couldn't see much change, He Zichen shook his sleeves away from his side, and let Yan Gui pull him onto the horse.

When He Qianxiao got off the horse, he was still quite uncomfortable. Seeing that He Zichen didn't pay attention to him, he turned his head and asked Yan Gui: "How did you find it here?"

Yan Gui was thinking sullenly.

Asked by He Qianxiao, it took a while to react, and lowered her eyes and said: "Your Highness, have you never heard of my name?"

He Qianxiao remembered that when he was still being held, Gu Yueqin said that Yan Gui was called an eagle on the battlefield.

"We have been looking for His Highness for several days, and it turned out that His Highness is really interested," Yan Gui said calmly, "Before His Highness told me that he didn't like Mr. Xu, so now it seems that he likes Gu Zizi?"

He Qian couldn't help laughing and said: "Why do you keep asking these unnutritious questions, it's really gossip."

After speaking, he immediately closed his mouth, wishing he could sew his own mouth shut.

It's okay to accidentally say what's on your mind.

Yan Gui was silent for a moment.

He Qianxiao guessed that he couldn't understand the words "nutrition" and "gossip". When Yan Gui didn't speak for a long time, he was relieved.

Because they rode together, the distance between the two was very close.

Yan Gui's armor was damaged to He Qianxiao.

Moreover, the direction they were going to seemed to be not Yuzhou, but another city that was closer to the border. He Qianxiao frowned and looked around, feeling the wind in his ears getting stronger and stronger, and he didn't know when it would be the end.

At this moment, He Qianxiao's ears felt hot, he raised his head and found that Yan Gui had covered him with a piece of cotton cloth.

He didn't know that he had been staying indoors for the past few days, and was served by Gu Yueqin in a friendly manner. The charcoal basin in the house was burning all day long, and he was hardly exposed to cold. His ears and the part exposed under the skirt were already extremely delicate.

When it was blown by the wind, it was so red that it seemed to be torn from the skin.

Yan Gui leaned closer to his ear, and the heat from his breath seemed to be gone, "It seems that Gu Zizi has taken good care of you these few days."

He Qianxiao was puzzled.

Yan Gui didn't speak anymore.

Yuzhou was not far from the city next to the border. He Qianxiao sat on the horse and looked up and saw the plaque that said "Qinzhou".

He Qian said with a smile: "There are no mountains and no water here, only countless sand and dust, but such a name with water is used."

"This is also the expectation of the people in Qinzhou for their county," Yan Gui said, "It's just that God can't hear it, and he doesn't want to pity them. It's just useless."

He Qianxiao was slightly surprised.

In this dynasty, almost everyone believed in the theory of ghosts and gods. Even if they didn't believe it, they kept silent and would not comment.

It can be said that Yan Gui said something rather outrageous in the most low-key tone.

Of course, he also has that capital.

And He Zichen, who was in front of him, turned his head at this time, and said with a blank expression: "After talking all the way, your throat is almost dry, right? It's just right, let the wind and sand here clean your mouth."

He Qianxiao confirmed it.

He was really talking about himself.

He had just narrowly escaped death, and suffered from the turbulence again. He Zichen didn't want to comfort him, but he even took his anger on him?

He Qianxiao retorted, "Brother Huang, I feel that I will enter the city soon, and there will be people passing by beside me, so don't let the people see what Brother Huang looks like at this moment, otherwise, what will be the face of Brother Huang?"

The meaning in the words is that He Zichen's current appearance is really ugly.

He Zichen stared at him for a moment.

After a while, ignoring the people standing around watching the fun, pointing to a subordinate next to him, he said calmly, "You, go and bring him to me."

The subordinate was stunned for a moment, not daring to disobey the order.

Seeing this, He Qianxiao hurriedly sneaked behind Yan Gui, and said loudly, "I won't go!"

That's what he said, in the most ruthless tone, and said the most cowardly words.

Just kidding, if you offend Yan Gui, Yan Gui has the informal demeanor of a general, and will never hold grudges, if you offend He Zichen, just wait to be ripped open by him.

He Zichen laughed angrily.

"Okay, if you don't come here, I will go there by myself."

Before He Qianxiao, a little chick, could react, He Zichen turned over and jumped off the horse, and was in front of He Qianxiao and Yan Gui.

He Qianxiao was terrified, this man knows martial arts!If you can't fight, do it!

He struggled before dying, "Brother Huang, I made a mistake, Brother Huang."

"Where did you go wrong?" He Zichen looked at him intently, "If it wasn't for the reluctance... If it wasn't for going back to Beijing to take care of business with the emperor, I would definitely beat you up."

He Qianxiao felt that this was definitely venting anger.

Because she had never quarreled with Gu Yueqin, she wanted to regain her prestige with him.

But He Qianxiao's idea actually had nothing to do with what He Zichen was thinking.

What made He Zichen most angry was that when Gu Yueqin put his dirty hand on He Qianxiao's lips, He Qianxiao not only didn't hide, but seemed to be used to it!

This is only shown in front of people.

What about when there is no one?Do they have more contacts?During the few days when He Qianxiao disappeared, how many times did the two of them spend alone?

Have you already… done something more extreme?

When He Zichen thought about this, he was more than angry, he even wanted to kill someone.

He Qianxiao is his... his younger brother, the most noble royal family of Dahe, not to mention being a man's wife for someone else, or a lowly status hostage for a neighboring country.

Even if he wanted to marry a man, he should choose the most honorable man at their celebration.

Not to mention that He Qianxiao married, it was almost the same if the other party married.

But this way, He Zichen thought so, but he still felt uncomfortable in his heart.

The most prominent and capable man in Dahe, who was the same age as He Qianxiao and had no blood relationship, was the minister's son Xu Jueming, and it was Yan Gui who made some achievements on his own.

He Qianxiao was still sitting on Yangui's horse!

So along the way, the voices of He Qianxiao and Yan Gui's conversation reached He Zichen's ears.

Just when He Zichen wanted to reach out, he grabbed He Qianxiao directly.

Yan Gui stretched out his hand.

Originally, He Zichen was on the horseback, standing fairly steadily, but Yan Guiyi got involved and immediately wobbled. After Yan Gui's hand blocked He Zichen's arm, he took advantage of the situation and pulled it, making He Zichen barely stand still.

No one expected that Yan Gui would attack the prince.

As if he didn't think of it himself, so he subconsciously made up for it and didn't let He Zichen fall off the horse and lose face.

From ancient times to the present, the identity of generals has been embarrassing and sensitive.

Because they hold military power, which is more real than real gold and silver, which makes the emperor fearful.

The same is true. Almost all the famous and proud generals in history did not end well.

Therefore, Yan Gui was cautious in his words and deeds.

But today when he blocked the prince, it seemed that he shattered the peace of concealment, and let something float to the surface.

Moreover, he did not plead guilty.

He Zichen's brows furrowed indistinctly, and then he jumped lightly again, turning back and jumping on the horse's back.

The few strokes of lightness skills he showed were greeted a few times by the people below who didn't understand.

After a while, He Zichen turned towards the direction of the city gate, and said in a calm voice, "The things that General Yan and Bengong have promised to me must not be counted."

Yan Gui lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "I think about it day and night, and I always feel that the promise made by His Highness last time was indeed too hasty."

He Zichen's hand holding the rein tightened.

He slammed his whip at the horse, and drove away first.

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感谢在2021-12-2223:24:42~2021-12-2320:19:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Xiaolou has another Dongfeng;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of thousands of feet; 1 bottle of cute love;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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