General's husband of His Royal Highness

The next night, when the night was dark and the wind was high, Xuanyuan Luoran put on a pitch-black nocturnal suit and a black gauze veiled cap in a serious manner, reminiscent of a quack assassin.

He easily dodged the guards of the palace, and climbed over the palace wall with lame lightness kung fu. All his movements were done in one go, very skillful, obviously he did a lot.

After turning over the palace wall, he was a little dumbfounded looking at the dark Shengjing City.

He was blind and didn't know the direction, so he didn't know how to get to the general's mansion in the east of the city for a while.

In the past, there would be a group of cronies outside the wall to meet him. He just had to follow them. He had never encountered such a predicament.

Xuanyuan Luoran hesitated for a while, unable to make up his mind.

"The heavens are spirited, the earth is spirited, the Supreme Lord will show me the way." He picked up a stone on the ground, clasped his hands together and bowed a few times before throwing it into the sky.

He looked at the stones falling on his right foot, hesitated a little and walked to the right.

The moonlight is cold and frosty, and at midnight, the surroundings are silent, only the chirping of insects and the sound of the wind echoing.

On the training ground of the General's Mansion, Han Yubai was still practicing martial arts, a long spear danced in a cold wind, and the cold moonlight shone on his cold face.

For the past ten years, his father's death has haunted him and become a nightmare every night. Unless he was exhausted, he could not fall asleep at all.

Butler Liu Bo came over with a bowl of chicken soup, looked at the cold young man, shook his head, looked at the gap between Han Yubai's stop, and hurriedly said, "Master, Ye Liang, let's have a bowl of soup first."

Han Yubai turned his head and glanced at the white-haired Uncle Liu, frowning slightly, "Put the soup on the table, I'll drink it later, you go and rest first."

"Master should also rest earlier, there is business tomorrow morning." Uncle Liu held the chicken soup steadily, showing no intention of putting it down.

Han Yubai frowned even deeper, still holding the spear in his hand, walked up to Uncle Liu, picked up the porcelain bowl in the other hand, and drank in one gulp.

He put the bowl back on the tray and said lightly, "Go down."

"Master, are you interested in Miss Liu's family?" Uncle Liu asked hesitantly.

Han Yubai continued to dance with his spear, but did not answer Uncle Liu's words.

Uncle Liu shook his head. Although he watched Han Yubai grow up, he really couldn't guess his thoughts at all.

He really hoped that Han Yubai would have someone he truly admired, so that at least he could feel like a living person.

Han Yubai naturally had thoughts in his heart, but he didn't want to confide in anyone.

He doesn't love anyone, and it doesn't matter who he marries. Marriage with the Liu family is naturally a matter of mutual benefit and happiness for everyone.

It's just that the Liu family plotted against him as a fool, which made him unhappy.

And what is the purpose of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince putting a foot between him and Liu Qingluan regardless of his life?

In order to destroy the Liu family's plan, or do you really love Liu Qingluan?

All kinds of thoughts were disturbing, and he felt that he couldn't sleep even more tonight.

Han Yu raised his white hand, and the spear plunged deep into the ground, "Uncle Liu, go back and rest, I'll go to the barracks."

"Young Master." Looking at Han Yubai's back, Uncle Liu shouted helplessly, but he didn't say anything to persuade him.

Xuanyuan Luoran was wandering around the city like a headless fly, bumping into a group of Jinwu guards patrolling the city.He showed the token of the East Palace and ordered the other party to take him to the General's Mansion.

Standing in front of the general's mansion at this time, Xuanyuan Luoran raised his hand, but hesitated.

He ran here in a moment of enthusiasm, but now he felt that the reason was far-fetched.

In this world, there are many people who ask the other party to be responsible for marrying themselves under the pretext of being underestimated.Like him, it was unheard of for a man to coerce the other party to marry his sister on the grounds that he was underestimated.

Han Yubai wouldn't think of himself as crazy, would he?

If I really angered him, would I implicate my father?Han Yubai's power is so powerful that if he wants to usurp the throne, the royal family may not be able to resist.

The night was very cold, Xuanyuan Luoran's body trembled slightly, and at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Looking at the glaring bronze tiger head on the Zhumen, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

But after leaving, maybe Han Yubai will become the son-in-law of the Liu family.Once Xuanyuan Chen catches up with Han Yubai, not to mention himself and his sister, they probably won't even let his father off.

Concubine Liu Gui and Xuanyuan Chen also hated Emperor Chenxuan's partiality to the extreme.If conditions permit, they may not hesitate to pull Emperor Chenxuan from the throne.

Xuanyuan Luoran has been deeply blaming himself for this, and if it wasn't for him, Emperor Chenxuan would not have suffered such resentment.

Xuanyuan Luoran gritted her teeth, raised her hand and patted the copper ring.

If Han Yubai was really angered, he would do things by himself and let him deal with him. At worst, he would pay for it with his life.

Han Yubai is a great general, so could it be possible that he could still be so preoccupied with venting his anger?

His raised hand hadn't come down yet, but the vermilion door creaked open.

Xuanyuan Luoran was startled with fright, opened his eyes, and met Han Yubai's suspicious eyes.

He squeezed out a smile, pretending to be calm and waved at Han Yubai, "General Han!"

He thought affectionately, could it be possible that Gu and General Han have a tacit understanding?

"His Royal Highness?" Han Yubai hesitated to speak, Xuanyuan Luoran was wearing a black gauze hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

Xuanyuan Luoran took off the veil, saw the horse behind Han Yubai, "Where is General Han going?"

Han Yubai didn't answer Xuanyuan Luoran's question, but instead asked, "What's the matter for His Royal Highness to visit late at night?"

"Is this the famous Mo Yun?" Xuanyuan Luoran stroked the black horse that Han Yubai was leading.

Mo Yun is the war horse that followed Han Yubai to fight in all directions, a black sweat horse.On the battlefield, black clouds overwhelmed the city, which was about to be destroyed, which is why Zhengmu got its name.

Mo Yun admitted his life, and spat the Crown Prince's Highness with shame.

Xuanyuan Luoran withdrew his hand embarrassingly, touched his face, and muttered softly, "It's as difficult to get along with your master."

Seeing that Xuanyuan Luoran's answer was not what he asked, Han Yubai didn't want to entangle with him anymore, since it wasn't a serious matter anyway.

He ordered the guard at the gate to take Xuanyuan Luoran to rest, and he led the horse out of the gate.

No matter what kind of trouble Xuanyuan Luoran wants to make, just let him go, he won't accompany him anyway.

Xuanyuan Luoran was a little dumbfounded, Han Yubai went out, so wouldn't it be a waste of his hard work to come here in the middle of the night.

Seeing that Han Yubai got on the horse and was about to go far away, Xuanyuan Luoran's brain became hot, he jumped up, and sat almost behind Han Yubai.

Han Yubai was startled by his sudden action, turned his head and said angrily, "What is His Royal Highness doing?"

He really couldn't understand why Xuanyuan Luoran provoked him again and again.

Could it be Emperor Chenxuan's scheme again?

Han Yubai smiled wryly to himself, he was like a frightened bird now.How could a shrewd person like Emperor Chenxuan use an ignorant prince to deal with him.

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But what is the purpose of the prince?

Xuanyuan Luoran reached out and grabbed Han Yubai's clothes to prevent himself from falling off the horse. Seeing Han Yubai turning around, he smiled awkwardly, "I have something important to discuss with General Han."

"Important matter?" Han Yubai didn't believe that the childish Crown Prince could have any important matters.

"Yeah, it's important." Xuanyuan Luoran nodded his head.

Han Yubai looked at Xuanyuan Luoran who was holding on tightly to him, and suddenly felt helpless, "If you have anything to do with the Crown Prince, let's talk about it now."

"I can't explain this matter in a few words." To avoid Han Yubai's further questioning, Xuanyuan Luoran hugged Han Yubai's waist, buried his head on his back, and complained: "Hurry up, are you going to freeze to death?"

Han Yubai's back stiffened. No one had ever been so close to him, except for His Royal Highness, who provoked him again and again.

"Ah, it's so warm." Xuanyuan Luoran leaned on Han Yubai's broad back, and a burst of warmth spread to his frozen body.

He joked: "It turns out that General Han also has temperature. I thought you were made of ice."

Han Yubai didn't say a word, he just swung his whip hard, and the handsome horse flew away.

Due to the sudden acceleration, Xuanyuan Luoran subconsciously tightened his circle around Han Yubai's hands a little.

After a lot of tossing, the moon is already in the sky at this time.

When they arrived at the barracks, Xuanyuan Luoran still had no idea how to speak.

Han Yubai didn't ask any more questions, and called the soldiers for night training.

Xuanyuan Luoran put on the black cloak that Han Yubai had untied, and sat on a stone bench next to the martial arts arena, resting his chin on his hands, watching with great interest.

But after all, it was late at night, and drowsiness soon came up.

Han Yubai asked Chen Yue to arrange for him to go to rest first, and he felt despised by Han Yubai again, so he insisted that General Han didn't rest, how could he go first.

Xuanyuan Luoran spoke boldly, but couldn't help feeling drowsy, and would lie on the stone table and snore from time to time.

The spring night was cold, and it was even colder when he fell asleep. Xuanyuan Luoran curled up into a ball.

He dreamed that he was swimming naked in the icy lake, his hands and feet were stiff, and he was gradually unable to move and was submerged in the icy water.

He saw Han Yubai standing by the lake, looking at him expressionlessly, his eyes were colder than the lake water, he wanted to call for help, but he couldn't make a sound.

Just when he thought he was going to freeze to death, his body lightened, he was picked up from the lake, and his whole body was wrapped in a warm embrace.When he looked up, he saw Han Yubai looking at him tenderly, with fire in his eyes.

He unconsciously squeezed into the warm place again, and murmured, "Han Yubai, why don't you treat me better."

Han Yubai did not expect Xuanyuan Luoran to be so stubborn.

Seeing him sleeping in the cold wind, he wanted the deputy general to carry Xuanyuan Luoran to the military tent, but thinking of his soft body that night, he hugged him himself.

He looked at the boy in his arms with complicated eyes.

Be kind to you?

What a strange request, they are not the same people.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who grew up pampered may feel that the whole world should pamper him.

But why is she always soft-hearted towards him?

It was the first time that the night training was able to end before dawn, and the soldiers of the Kyoto Day Camp were very uncomfortable. This is probably a crime.

They all speculated about who was the young man who made General Han let go of his principles.

Xuanyuan Luoran didn't want others to know that he had sneaked out of the palace, so he didn't reveal his identity and kept wearing a veil.

Han Yubai carried Xuanyuan Luoran to his tent, walked to the bedside, and wanted to put him on the bed.

Xuanyuan Luoran hugged his neck tightly and didn't let go.There was no brazier inside the camp, and it was as cold as outside.

Han Yubai was helpless, and whispered like coaxing a child: "Your Highness, can you rest on the bed?"

Xuanyuan Luoran slept soundly, and could not hear what he said, so she just snored a little in response.

Han Yubai had no choice but to lie down on the bed with Xuanyuan Luoran in an embracing posture.

Covered with a brocade quilt and gradually warming up, Xuanyuan Luoran let go of Han Yubai and turned over.

Han Yubai opened his eyes, then closed them again, finally the torment was over.

Knowing that he didn't sleep well, Han Yubai learned smart this time, and locked him in his arms without waiting for him to toss.

A good night's sleep.

Although he fell asleep at Yinshi, Han Yubai naturally woke up at Maoshi.

Seeing that the person in his arms was still sleeping soundly, he rarely felt sleepy, and slowly closed his eyes again.

The first time may have been a coincidence, but what should I say this time, with this person by my side, I could really get rid of years of nightmares and insomnia.

I'll let you go this time, and next time, I won't let you go, His Royal Highness, he said silently in his heart.