Fortunately for Feng Yanghou

Yau Nian's temptation and suspicion made him laugh again and again.

For the next few days, he has been sitting in the tent, if he comes out, he must be accompanied by the monarch.

After all kinds of experiences, everyone in the barracks tacitly understood it, but You Erwu lowered his eyes and looked at it from a distance, not knowing whether it was suffering or worry in his heart.

When the leg injury was almost healed, he was able to push out the wheelchair and walk independently.

Flesh wounds are not as fatal, they come and go quickly.By the time the injuries were healed, the [-]-strong army had completed their drills and inspections, and was ready to set off immediately for the border.

He stood outside the tent and watched You Erian stepping on his horse. At this time, a carrier pigeon flew in front of the barracks.

"Report to General, a secret letter from Zhai Wei Palace."

Soldiers came to report from outside the tent, You Erian did not dare to be ambiguous after receiving the secret letter, and immediately handed the secret letter to Qi Xin.

At this time, Qi Xin was holding the Hengchen snatched from his waist, stroking the tassel that fell from the hilt of the sword, looking towards the place where the beams of light gathered outside the camp, and glanced at his profile.

"Your Majesty, Zhai Wei's secret letter." You Erhan knelt on the ground, and he suddenly turned his attention to the secret letter poured with beeswax.

Seeing this, Qi Xin put away Hengchen in his hand, returned Hengchen to him, and then opened the letter that was sealed with wax.

Seeing this, You Erian got up, looked up and saw Qi Xin's frowning tightened as he looked down, he couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty, is there any change in Zhai Wei Palace?"

In the past two months, judging from the detailed reports lurking in Zhai Wei's palace, King Wei Wei has not made any major moves for the time being. For Zhou Rao, it was a threat instead.

After hearing this, Qi Xin looked normal, and turned his gaze from General You Nian to his face, "King Wei Wei has successfully developed the white poisonous grass."

Qi Xin's opened eyes were so dark that it was hard to stare at them.

Qi Xin crushed the secret letter in his hand, he and You Eran's hearts trembled when they heard the words.

If the white poison grass is cultivated, then the other four countries will be in jeopardy.

"The frontier soldiers rushed to report five hundred miles away the day before yesterday, and the number of troops stationed on the Zhai Wei border suddenly doubled..." You Erian seemed to have thought of something, and when he spoke, waves of Ling Han appeared in his eyes.

He took advantage of the situation and raised his head. Although the current Zhou Rao is shrouded in a seemingly peaceful atmosphere, however, the cruel disaster, the flashy emptiness, and the manipulation that always wants to take advantage of it will be accompanied by the noise of revenge and domination, and they will intensify in their own selfish desires. .

"It's not very safe here, please hurry up and return to the king's city!"

Gu Yu Pagoda is only two hundred miles away from Zhou Rao's frontier. After passing the Zhenshui Cliff, which is regarded as a barrier, it is the border line where Zhou Rao and the Zhai and Wei armies camped and confronted each other.

At the moment when the situation is uncertain, no one can guarantee whether Zhai Wei's army will enter the country in disguise and take the opportunity to make a surprise attack.

When you knelt down on one knee and bowed his hands to salute, he stood alone in the haze farthest from the light and shadow: Zhai Wei's comeback disaster, the intertwined situation, and Chu Rui's help, did not rely solely on the deep-seated Secret reports from the palace's spies can easily wipe out hidden dangers and crises.

Qi Xin squinted his eyes and turned to look at him. The military doctor said that his leg injury has not fully healed, so it is not suitable for long-distance travel for the time being.

"No need. I just want to see how big Weiwei King can make."

Hearing this, his eyes froze, but he knew in his heart that half of the reasons came from him.

You Twenty still bowed his head and did not get up.

The deep voice echoed in his ears, he cast his eyes on Qi Xin, Qi Xin happened to fix his eyes on his face, and the two looked at each other——

Even though Qi Xin's tone was playful and childish, everyone present clearly knew that the horror of white poisonous herbs was far more than a simple nightmare.

You twenty want to speak but stop, but the king's heart is unpredictable.

"This day, after all, is going to change." He tightened his robe and got into the tent where he was tentatively staying.

The wind is a bit bleak, but the bright sun is like a precious mirror.

He was sitting alone in the tent, and he had just laid out the rice paper that had been rendered, when suddenly, the hot wind from the flapping wings of a lone eagle startled his ink-soaked brush.

The brush stroked across the flawless rice paper with a bang, and the little pieces were filled with the fragrance of ink mixed with the fragrance of paper.

He frowned and looked back, and removed a copper ring from the Lone Eagle's ankle.When the lone eagle fluttered its wings again, it inadvertently dropped a feather, which just wetted a corner of the rice paper.

The color of smoke was thick, and the mist smudged the shadowy side face that was infiltrated in the night.His dark eyes were dark, and there was an indelible mist in his eyes. At this moment, Qi Xin was still in the main tent discussing the instant movement of Zhai Wei's army with You Ernian.

He clenched the copper ring tightly in his hand, took advantage of the night to avoid the eyes and ears around the tent, and walked into the dense forest.

In the depths of the dense forest, the person standing in front of him was not far away from him, but his entire face was buried under the black scarf.

But as soon as the person in front of him opened his mouth, those pretentious disguises in front of him were obviously nothing to fear.

"Son."

His gaze deepened a bit.

old friend...

He raised his head and stared ahead, only a faint halo of moonlight could be seen in the night sky.

"Yun Song." He looked over with slightly complicated eyes.

It's just two straight and distant words, and the scattered past covered up in it is released in an instant, but those long-sealed memories are released.The past is suddenly opened; and the past love is still lost.

Jiren, after all, is still Jiren.

"The person the young master wants to save is in the hands of the king. If the young master is willing to leave with me, then the young master will see him." Yun Song approached him, and when he took the last step, he respectfully stopped in front of him and said politely.

There was a slight mockery in his eyes with strict eyes.

"How can I trust you?"

His tone and airs were the same as when he was in Zhou Rao's court, Yun Song was dumbfounded after hearing this.

"My lord, can't you even trust me?"

He suddenly thought about the days when he was with Yun Song day and night. At that time, although Yun Song was a humble servant, he never regarded Yun Song as a slave driven by slavery, and Yun Song could let go of his humble heart , Confidentially with him.

Unfortunately, now...

His cold eyes fell on the pair of black eyes that had been cleared from the mist.

Yun Song smiled wryly, and took out a bundle from his bosom to wipe his forehead, "Young Master, let's see."

He suddenly closed his eyes, this silver phoenix wiping forehead should be worn by Ji Chang.

He clenched his palms tightly, and a thin layer of sweat broke out from his palms, "What exactly does Chu Rui want to do?"

"My lord, Your Majesty just wants you to leave Zhou Rao, that's all."

His thin lips were slightly pursed, his eyebrows were raised horizontally, and a smirk suddenly appeared in his eyes.For a moment, it seemed that he no longer recognized the current Yun Song.

"My lord, come with me!" Yun Song's voice was so light that it was almost impossible to hear the bleakness in it.

He stood firmly at the same spot, "This Marquis once swore that he would never return to the Kingdom of Ji. Fu Wangzhi has already been removed from the nobles of the Kingdom of Ji."

"However, how could Zhou Rao tolerate the young master? If the young master hadn't been protected by King Zhou Hui in Zhou Rao, how could he have a place?"

It was rare that Yun Song would reason with him in front of him.He turned around, apprehensive.

"Please don't forget the prime minister's entrustment. The prime minister... hopes that you can revitalize the country of Ji and become the minister of the humerus of Ji country!"

Help Liang, help Wangzhi——he seemed to recall his father's intimate and gentle call when he was a child when he was hugging him outside the snowy long pavilion.

The past, like a mast and scull disappearing into ashes and smoke, swirls before his eyes, making his eyes blush.

He didn't know whether the person standing in front of him was the spy who spoke to Chu Rui, who deliberately cast a net to catch the fish in his desire, or the little attendant of Yunsong who put down his guard and identity and treated him frankly.

There was a mist in front of him, he looked up at the gray sky, the bitter taste faintly smeared on his tongue.

He laughed a little, and said, "Yun Song, let's go."

His hesitant mind has not been settled since he left Ji Kingdom, and his future as a jester is uncertain, but he is not sure that he can be ruthless, and in the name of Ji Ren, he will kill King Zhou Hui with a sword life.

He sighed secretly, unwilling to be shackled by the prison of selfish desires, and unable to give an explanation to the people of Ji Kingdom.

Yun Song was in a complicated mood. When he raised his head, he felt a cold aura suddenly emanating from the person in front of him. He was aggressive, and his tone was not persuasion but an order.

"Young master, don't you want to save that guard?"

"The king said that only the son could save his life if he went forward."

"Since the young master has made up his mind, I will wait for the young master at Siwan Mountain."

"My lord, take care!" When Yun Song bowed to him again, he calmed down his worry just now, and meaningful emotions rose in his eyes.

Yun Song walked to his side, "My lord, this is Tuofeisan. Throwing it into the air can knock down several strong men. The [-] troops of You Erian will go to the border in a few days. Passing through Siwan Mountain."

Yun Song handed the paper bag wrapped in tinfoil to his hand, he squeezed the paper bag tightly, his lacquered eyes froze, and when he was about to speak again, Yun Song plunged into the misty and unpredictable depths of the night.

The cool wind blew away the mountain mist, but it was connected with layers of treacherous mist, which made him suddenly nod his head, his eyes gradually darkened.

As far as he knew, Chu Rui was a man of his own accord; and he was poisoned by the poison of spring pity, so at this juncture, he had to draw a clear line with Qi Xin.

Thinking about this, he hid the Tuo Feisan in his palm properly in his sleeve, and then walked towards the way he came.