Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

Qian Zuisheng stood alone in the night wind. After some time, his body suddenly warmed up. Jiang Xian put a thin shirt on his shoulders in shock.

Qian Zuisheng grabbed Jiang Xianjing's hand and rubbed it together: "Why are you up?"

"I couldn't sleep at first, but I was very tired."

Qian Zuisheng touched Jiang Xianjing's forehead, and then he lowered his head like a child who has done something wrong.

Jiang Xian scratched the tip of his nose in shock: "Don't worry, the Wei family father and son will be fine."

Qian Zuisheng raised his eyes, Jiang Xianjing kissed him on the forehead.

"Li Qiao?"

Only then did Qian Zuisheng remember why Li Qiao suddenly appeared here, and when he saw him, he only nodded hastily and did not go forward to salute.

He thought it was because of Jiang Jimin's death that Li Qiao didn't want to see him, so he was in a hurry to leave.

Jiang Xian nodded in shock: "I have sent Li Qiao to lead an army of [-] to surround Abu'er's camp from behind. As long as the Wei family and his son can persist until dawn, the siege of Qianyu City will be resolved."

Thousands of drunken voices had mixed feelings, and for a moment he didn't know what to say, and after a while he said in a hoarse voice: "It really doesn't matter to me, you don't have to do this for me."

Jiang Xianjing smiled softly: "It's not just for you, Qian Yu Hou is certainly hateful, but Qian Yu's people are innocent."

Qian Zuisheng felt bitter in his heart: "I'm sorry..."

But Jiang Xianjing covered his mouth: "My brother's death is all due to Qian Yuhou's viciousness. You have done enough. If my brother is alive in heaven, not only will he not blame you, but he will be relieved."

"But if it weren't for me, Qian Yuhou wouldn't have evil thoughts."

Jiang Xian rubbed the back of Qian Zui Sheng's head in shock: "Fool, have you forgotten what I told you? Everyone has the right to live, not to mention my Zui Sheng is so good, you deserve the most beautiful things in this world. "

Qian Zuisheng looked eagerly at Jiang Xianjing, and his cold eyes suddenly showed a little cuteness: "The best you."

Jiang Xianjing chuckled, and took Qian Zuisheng into his arms: "I'll give you the best of me, okay?"

Qian Zuisheng rubbed against Jiang Xianjing's neck like a kitten: "Okay!"

willow on the moon...

Qian Zuisheng suddenly said: "It's such a hot day, you put His Royal Highness..."

Jiang Xianjing was a little relieved, Qian Zuisheng finally asked.

In the past few days since he woke up, his temperament has changed drastically.

He spent all day trying his best to have fun on Jiang Xianjing's body, and he was still very clingy when he got out of bed.

Seeing comfort from injuries and taking care of Mo Zhuang, Qian Zuisheng behaved calmly, and Jiang Xianjing gags Qian Zuisheng to laugh along with him.

But he just didn't want to mention Jiang Jimin.

Jiang Xian knew in shock that it was a pain that Qian Zuisheng could not touch.

Now Qian Zuisheng took the initiative to ask, Jiang Xianjing would not say anything, he held Qian Zuisheng's hand: "I will take you to see him."

Xiao'an Valley has a special terrain with many natural caves.

These caves are extremely secretive, and the temperature inside is extremely low. They are natural ice coffins.

Jiang Xianjing and Qian Zuisheng walked along the winding road, the cliffs on both sides were covered with white wax.

The pale candlelight was flickering, and Qian Zui's heart was cut like a knife.

The two unbuttoned their outer robes, and inside were white mourning clothes.

In order to prevent the open fire from lowering the temperature of the cave, no paper money was burned for Jiang Jimin.

The soldiers in charge of guarding all brought full filial piety.

Most of them were Jiang Jimin's subordinates in front of him. These people were seriously injured, but they still invited them to accompany Jiang Jimin.

Seeing Jiang Xianjing come in with a thousand drunk voices, they tacitly saluted and retreated to a distance.

Jiang Jimin looked very serene, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

It was not at all the blood-soaked appearance in Qian Zuisheng's memory.

Qian Zuisheng stood aside blankly, not daring to approach in a daze.

Jiang Xianjing lit a joss stick and knelt down with Qian Zuisheng: "Brother, I brought Zuisheng to see you. Don't worry, Zuisheng and I will definitely seek justice for you and the tens of thousands of soldiers in Jiangling."

Qian Zuisheng's gaze kept on Jiang Jimin's temple.

There was Jiang Jimin's fatal wound. When Qian Zuisheng arrived, Jiang Jimin was leaning against the big tree.

From behind, it looked like he was asleep.

But no matter how Qianzuisheng shouted, Jiang Jimin didn't turn around.

With great difficulty, he fought in front of Jiang Jimin, holding the man's cheek with trembling hands, but his palms were icy cold.

Dried blood covered Jiang Jimin's cheek from top to bottom, and Jiang Xian couldn't see his face clearly.

With just one glance, Qian Zuisheng went crazy.

Jiang Xian stretched out his palm in shock, and the arrow was sharp.

At that time, Qian Zuisheng pulled out half of the short arrow from Jiang Jimin's temple and pinned it on his head.

But later, the Broken Arrow disappeared, unexpectedly, it was here in Jiang Xianjing.

Qian Zuisheng reached out to take it, held it in his hand, looked at it, and placed it on the altar.

"If you want it, take it."

Qian Zuisheng shook his head: "At that time I wanted to insert it into Tian Lai's heart, but now..."

"Thinking more?" Jiang Xian answered in surprise.

"Yes..." Qianzuisheng didn't deny it, and let out a long breath of burning air: "But you won't let me see him, right?"

Jiang Xian shook his head in shock: "How do you know I can't?"

The two changed their clothes, and Jiang Xianjing walked through the side door again with a thousand drunken voices.

Inside was a spacious cell. Tian Lai Khan was locked in a small cage. He was so tall that he had to half-kneel in the direction of Jiang Jimin's body as if pleading guilty.

Tian Lai Khan was dying of hunger: "Jiang Xianjing, the two countries are fighting each other for their own masters, why do you humiliate me?"

Jiang Xianjing forked a lump of foul-smelling raw meat from a jar on the side and threw it into the cage:

"Intentions? You asked me about my intentions? I haven't asked you yet. You burned, looted, slaughtered the people, and worked hand in hand with Qian Yuhou to murder my brother. What is your intention?"

Tian Lai Khan was very hungry, and when he saw the rotten meat, he began to bite it with big mouthfuls.

Gaochang people are resilient, he doesn't care about this moment of humiliation, he wants to live, and only by living can he have hope.

"Stupid! Don't you Central Plains people often say that princes and generals have kindness? Why can you grow in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River with abundant water and grass, while we can only live without food and live with the wind and sand? It's not fair."

"Fair?" Jiang Xianjing sneered, "Is it fair to trample on the lives of people all over the world for your own self-interest? I, Jiangling and Qianyu, were originally intermarried with Gaochang for generations, and have business contacts. Tore up the contract and insisted on aggression."

Tian Lai Khan quickly finished eating the rotten meat, and the juice slowly flowed down his arm to his elbow. In order to lick the stinky meat juice, his movements were very contorted.

Hearing this, he stopped moving.

Vulture-like greedy eyes stared at Jiang Xianjing, and he paused every word: "Jiang Jimin, he deserves to die! I led troops south twice, and it was he who spoiled my good deeds..."

"Snapped!"

Before Tian Lai Khan finished speaking, he received a whip on his face, and the blood flowed down like two lines of blood and tears, which was extremely frightening.

He touched the wound, stretched out his tongue to lick dry the blood on his palm, then narrowed his eyes intoxicated, as if he had just noticed the sound of Qianzui behind Jiang Xianjing.

He looked Qian Zuisheng up and down for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing.