Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

It didn't take long for her to be proud.

Jiang Xian laughed lightly in surprise: "My lady after the rain underestimated my king's affection for Zuisheng too much, let alone fifty cities, even if you gave the whole world to me, it would not be worth one stroke of him." Hair."

Qian Yuhou's heart was icy cold, and it was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that he was doomed.

"Why did you goug my eyeballs? Don't you know how to cover yourself with a quilt? Until Nu Yi fished Ah Xiang out of the gutter, he was still aggrieved.

Nu's chubby little face was not much better than Ah Xiang's.

Ah Xiang wrung the water off his sleeves in a frenzy: "You think I'm right, don't you? Those two heartless people are like the same breed. We both feel sorry for each other. Thank you just now."

Nu waved his hands absent-mindedly, his stomach rumbling non-stop.

Ah Xiang Yile: "Hungry? I still have two pieces of honey cakes, I'll bring them to you later."

Nu's eyes brightened instantly, and Ah Xiang's shoulders shook for a while.

A Xiang was shaken by him, and he mumbled and took Nu Yi back to the tent to find pastries.

Facing a room full of bottles and cans, Nu looked left and right, extremely curious.

As soon as Ah Xiang came out after changing his clothes, he saw him take out a small jar and was about to put it in his mouth, so he hurriedly snatched it over: "Little greedy cat, is this something you can eat? Put it down quickly."

Nu Yi was reluctant to let go: "Xiang..."

Ah Xiang could hardly laugh or cry: "Can the poison not be fragrant? Don't underestimate my baby, let alone your small body, even a cow can be killed by the medicine."

Nu Yi immediately dropped the jar and stepped aside with fear on his face.

Until Ah Xiang tidied up his robe slowly, Nu Yi was still huddled in the corner, motionless.

Ah Xiang finds out the honey cake, no matter how hard he coaxes Nu Yi, he dare not come over to get it.

That poor little Mo looked so cute, Ah Xiang simply stretched out his hand and pulled him over, pointing to the small jars on the shelf and introducing them to him.

"This is ecstasy powder. Eating it can make people lose strength but it is not fatal. It is for typhoid fever. It is for trauma..."

Ah Xiang stretched out his chubby little hand and handed over a piece of honey cake, and suddenly pointed curiously at a small dark bottle.

"This one!" Ah Xiang opened his mouth and bit, "You have to be careful with this one, it's a perspiration medicine, it can make you sleepy for hours!"

Ah Xiang seemed to understand but half understood, and handed over another piece.

Ah Xiang waved his hand: "You can eat by yourself, there isn't much in the first place, I'm not hungry."

"eat together!"

Ah Xiang felt warm in his heart, so he had to eat again, and he still poked Nu Yi's stomach after eating: "Our little Nu Yi is really good..."

Before finishing the word "love", he fell on his back with a plop.

When Jiang Xian came back in shock, there was no one outside the military tent, and when he lifted the curtain, he almost fainted.

Li Qiao and his personal guards were strung together like candied gourds with hemp rope, connected end to end, and they were sound asleep.

Jiang Xianjing picked up half a bowl of residual tea on the table and splashed it on Li Qiao's face: "Where's the person?"

Li Qiao woke up leisurely: "Where is the king...Where is the princess?"

"This king still wants to ask you? Didn't I tell you to look at him?"

Li Qiao was at a loss in his mind, he only remembered that the Nu swayed to bring a bucket of honey water, and he just took a sip before he fell unconscious.

Qian Zuisheng hurriedly chased Gao Chang's army for more than three hundred miles in the direction of retreat, and didn't see the opponent's camp until dusk.

Nu Yi disappeared and quickly found the main tent. Qian Zui soundlessly killed a soldier, changed his clothes and sneaked in.

The main tent was brightly lit, and a fierce quarrel was taking place inside.

"Brother, it's unbelievable that Huangji has two ends!"

Qian Zuisheng stared blankly, why is Saya here?

"Huang Ji's words are not unreasonable. Don't the Han people often say that if the green hills are kept, they will not be afraid of running out of firewood. As long as I withdraw to Gaochang smoothly, they will not dare to do anything to my father."

It was Babur's voice.

"Brother, you are confused. It was originally father's idea to enter Qianyu Kingdom. Now that you are defeated and go back alone, how can Bayar be kind? Isn't it a dead end for you to go back?"

Babur hesitated: "But now, there is no better way!"

"Brother, listen to me, that Jiang Xianjing dotes on Qian Zuisheng the most, and almost obeys him. Everyone in the world knows that Huang Ji has a grudge against Qian Zuisheng, let's hand him over , in exchange for our father and king."

"This... it's not too late for us to return it to Gaochang."

"It's too late to return to Gaochang. The empress of Qianyu Kingdom is in a coma, and the crown prince is missing. If Qian Zuisheng ascends the throne, Jiangling and Qianyu are one family. Not to mention our father, even our Gaochang Kingdom is in danger!"

"But...don't be too bad, brother should make a decision early."

Qian Zuisheng understood everything in an instant. It turned out that Jiang Xianjing had made preparations before he set off from Jiangling Kingdom.

Saya is arrogant and willful, but she is not confused.

When Jiang Xianjing let her go back to Gaochang at this time, she must have expected that she would be able to persuade Babur to hand over Huang Ji.

As for Tian Lai, Qian Zuisheng thought, Jiang Xianjing must have other plans.

He suddenly regretted his recklessness, wondering if Jiang Xianjing would be angry if he knew that he insisted on running this trip.

Jiang Xian was so frightened, but he didn't say goodbye to him, Jiang Xian was unwilling to even reward him with a letter.

Qianzui's heart fluttered in a fluttering voice.

At this moment, a yellow-faced man walked towards here with his hands down.

Nu Yi, who had been quietly lying on the top of the main tent, jumped down like a ghost, but Qian Zuisheng shook his head at him.

The yellow-faced man saluted respectfully: "Prince, Huang Ji has something to ask to see."

The quarrel in the main account stopped immediately.

After a long time, Babur's voice came faintly: "The prince is tired, the military division has something to talk about tomorrow!"

Huang Ji sighed: "Are we going to evacuate tomorrow as planned?"

Babur said lightly: "Let's talk!"

Huang Ji's back stiffened, and as soon as he turned around, two Gaochang warriors followed him silently.

"It seems that Huang Ji is not having a good time!"

Qian Zuisheng was startled by the voice behind him, Crescent Moon was already out of the sheath, but she was surprised by Shang Jiangxian's smiling face.

"Why, don't you know each other after half a day?"

Jiang Xianjing, like Qian Zuisheng, also wore the armor of the Gaochang army, with the brim of his hat pressed down, revealing only his thin red lips.

The two were very close, Jiang Xianjing's voice was very low, and his breath was almost close to Qian Zuisheng's ear when speaking.

Qian Zuisheng's Adam's apple slipped, and finally lowered his head.

Jiang Xian squeezed his cheek in surprise: "Have you grown up? How dare you even plan on me?"

"Xian Jing, stop talking."

"Stop talking? Why? Dare to do it or not?"

"Xian Jing, it's my fault, don't...don't talk about it again...let's talk about me...I'll just..."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Xianjing slapped Qian Zuisheng's waist with a slap: "It's really daring... um..."