Fortunately for Feng Yanghou

Ji was stunned, turned his head, and saw the red lacquered nanmu box that You Nian handed over.

The light in the tent was bright, and behind the ocher-black carved back screen, stood a tall and straight figure.

The owner of the shadow is against the light, and his slender fingers are opening the red-lacquered nanmu box, "This is the life-saving pill of the You family, there is only one, and I don't want to use it for you."

Ji, who was half kneeling on the ground, wiped off the black blood on his lips, rolled the tip of his tongue, spit out all the remaining blood, and finally washed it with clean water.

"Thank you."

Ji sat on the edge of the bed, put the elixir lying in the brocade box to Feng Yanghou's lips, tapped his acupuncture points with his fingers, and pried open his tightly closed teeth, and the elixir white as snow slid down his hot throat Go down and melt away before entering the abdomen.

The elixir flowed down the mouth, and the man on the bed felt as if his whole body was simmering slowly.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yanghou, who relied on the royal power to dominate the world, was plotted against by others and fell into a sudden embarrassment.

"According to the informant's report, a few days ago, there was turmoil in Zhai Wei's barracks. Most of the white poisonous grass withered, and the second prince Zhai and Wei killed too many soldiers, and their morale was greatly reduced."

"White poisonous grass withered?" Ji opened his mouth, although the words he spoke were silent, but solemn.

"It's Consonance Grass."

You Ern stood by Ji's side, and ordered the soldiers to check the current situation of Zhai Wei's barracks, ready to go.

The soldiers retreated temporarily.Ji and Youshi turned their eyes to the sleeping man behind the screen at the same time.

Yau Nian squinted his eyes and turned his gaze to the commander-in-chief who was on an equal footing with him. The three armies cannot have no generals, but there should not be two commanders.

"Whether it's due to Lord Hou or not, now that Zhai Wei's momentum has been greatly reduced, our army happened to attack Zhai Wei's barracks and give the second prince Zhai Wei a blow."

The turmoil in Zhai and Wei will spread to the palace of Zhai and Wei sooner or later.Instead of asking King Weiwei to send more people, it is better to take the opportunity to eliminate Zhai Wei's army in one go.

It is heard that King Ji Yue has assembled an army of [-] and rushed to the border.Although Zhou Rao's hegemony cannot be shaken for a while, he has to guard against the two countries Rouli and Wuqi to follow the trend, so as not to be attacked by the enemy.

Whether it's Yau Shi, the general of the country, or Ji Ji, the king of a country, they will definitely not give the jumping clown a chance to appear on the stage.

"Ambush at night."

With Ji's single hand behind his back, when he and You Erianliang looked at each other, the sunlight dissipated in an instant, and the bright light and shadow reflected a resolute and decisive face, dark and deep, completely full of chilling blood.

As a monarch, Ji has his own strategy in mind.

You Twenty looked around from the incense table, and nodded in agreement.

After You Ern walked out of the camp, Ji Pao walked around the back screen, caressing the man's cold face, reminiscing the tingling feeling of poisonous blood on the tip of his tongue, and the taste of needles hidden in cotton.

If I hadn't arrived in time guided by the moon spider thread, perhaps the man on the bed would have become a lonely ghost buried in the dense forest.

Ji used his fingertips to gently pick up the moon spider silk thread tightly wrapped around his index finger. This moon spider silk thread is rare in the world. It was once a token bestowed by his father and king to Ji Ren Fu Shuye.

Ji lowered his eyelids and said nothing.The man on the bed took Youshi's life-preserving pill, and soon, the Gu worm in his lower abdomen seemed to have been sucked out of his strength, and he couldn't move for a while.

After two sticks of incense, the person on the bed finally woke up leisurely.

Ji stretched out his hand, with a concerned look on his face, "Look at it, don't move around, be careful to touch the wound."

He held the hand in front of him, the bloody bandage wrapped obliquely around that arm along the light and shadow, he couldn't explain the unknown feeling.

In the end, it was Ji who reached out to him in the end.

Ji Fang just asked him to look at it...but he unexpectedly agreed without any disgust.

He raised his head and smiled warmly at the corners of his lips, as if he acquiesced to the title.

"This Marquis is fine. But you, who offended the monarch, why did you appear here?"

He remembered that after Ji was thrown into Gu Yu Pagoda, he fell into Chu Rui's hands.

"Ji, did you escape from Chu Rui?"

While talking, the sedentary person got up at this moment, and before opening his mouth, he showed a suspicious look.

Hearing his affirmative words, Ji covered his eyes and said, "I have been staying in the Guyu Tower until the king ordered me to be the commanding general."

Sure enough, Chu Rui lied to him again.This time, Yun Song was also involved.

There was anger in his eyes.

Ji patted him on the shoulder, "I'm the general now. Look, I will protect you."

Many times, Ji is like Boren to him.

His heart was filled with warm breath.Ji picked up the decoction on the low table, picked up the spoon, and blew lightly before moving it to his lips, "Don't get angry. But I will not easily let anyone who hurts me too much. "

He was really amazed by Ji's boldness and pampering.Unexpectedly, the bloodthirsty smell in Ji's eyes could also be caused by him.

He was stunned for a moment.

Ji went on to say, "Especially Chu Ai."

He couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart.

"You knew already."

"I will find a way to break it."

He looked at Ji Yu's firm gaze, and shook his head, feeling very helpless.

After finishing the words, he swallowed a sip of the bitter soup, then pursed his lips and smiled, "Ji, congratulations on your promotion to general."

The topic changed.Ji knew that he was deliberately avoiding the spring shirt.In Ji's eyes, Feng Yanghou in front of him has always treated others arrogantly. If he becomes a real monster who is greedy for sex, he may kill himself and die.

"Thank you Wangzhi for your congratulations." Ji spread his hands under his nose and said, "Congratulations."

He tilted his head, leaned against the golden lacquer pillar beside the bed, raised his sandalwood lips, "It's a good idea."

After every word, the clear and bright voice touched the heartstrings.

The way he joked and his tone of voice, to Ji Jianan's ears, were all graceful and picturesque.

Ji had no choice but to admit that looking at him was already poisonous wine, and he knew it was impossible, so he decided to do it.

Even if, in the end, he took his life, it was also his luck in this life.

Thinking of this, Ji Ye raised his thin lips and smiled at him.

It was the first time he saw the person in front of him smiling so simply, and the affection in it was clear at a glance.

If it was the past, he could still pretend to be confused and ignorant; now, can he still ignore Ji's true feelings as before...

He felt a sense of loss, a heart that had been touched a long time ago, and he didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

If he agrees with his feelings, in the end, he will definitely drag Ji into this chaotic vortex where there are many gangsters and flames of fire.

If the mud feet are deep, it will only make people live and die.

He avoids Ji Yu's hand to wipe off the medicine stain on the corner of his lips, and then looks at the person in front of him, there is no cloud of hesitation in his dark eyes.

"Ji, I'll do it myself."

This time, he no longer called himself Benhou.

He wiped off the conspicuous medicine stains at the corner of his mouth, took the decoction in Ji's hand, raised his head, and swallowed a bowl full of bitter juice into his belly.

That faint jejunum was blocked by his sincerity that he carefully buried.

Ji and him, confidantes in the past and the present, have never changed.

He lowered his eyes, placed the empty medicine bowl on the low table, lowered his head, afraid that when he raised his eyes, he would see the scene of Ji's death.

I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me...

He would rather break the jade than hurt the innocent.

He supported the paint pillar and got up slowly, and when Ji wanted to step forward to stop him, he walked around Ji's arm, "Ji, you go back first. I want to take a nap."

Ji stood in front of his eyes, clearly close at hand, but far away from the horizon.

Ji maintained the posture of stretching out his hand, the pain in the palm of his hand was far less painful than the deliberate alienation of the person in front of him.

Ji knew that there was only a wall between him and him.As for himself, he clearly knew who and what was the barrier that blocked them everywhere.

"Looking at it..." The smile on the corner of Ji's mouth faded and reappeared, "It's cold outside, you're still hurt."

The Ji he knew spent his whole life on the blood-licking wind and waves and...him.

And he did nothing, and couldn't do anything.

Thinking of this, he turned his back to Ji and took another step. He wanted to look back and answer pretending to be relaxed, but he never thought that his body was more unbearable than he expected.

Losing his blood-nourished muscles and bones is far worse than his will.

He took a step forward, and between nodding his head, his legs were already limp.

"Look at it!" Ji ran over worriedly, his outstretched arms tightly encircling him.

He couldn't hear the exclamation of the people behind him, so he fell into the broad embrace of a person.

He raised his head in astonishment and raised his head, his frightened eyes were particularly dazzling.

Sunlight slanted.

He let go of Ji's arm in a panic, and was about to stagger to get up, but was hugged by Ji Daheng, and his involuntary momentum suppressed his movements.

The benzoin, which was burning vigorously in the copper tripod, disappeared without a trace when the wind blew.

Ji squinted lightly, showed an extremely nasty smile, and warned him: "Look at it, without my permission, you are not allowed to have anything."

Ji stood on the edge of the bed, with his hands behind his back, and his tone was flat.

He was about to get up after hearing this, but Ji directly held his shoulders, rolled his eyes as always, and pushed him down.

"Ji..." He looked up at the dark eyes that were level with him, and hesitated to speak.

"Look, accept me." Ji Duanmu looked at him, as if he could shed his blood for him, even if he died.

"But we..."

Both he and Ji belong to the royal power.As for him, he has to boast of being treacherous and messing with the court, let alone betting on Ji's bright future.

He moved his body away and looked to the left, as if only he could savor the taste of a light knife scraping a bone.

His complexion was still pale and feeble.Ji frowned deeply, and straightened his eyes, "Look, why do you have to torture yourself so much?"

"Look, promise me, let me protect you for the rest of your life." Ji leaned down and said in a deep voice.

It's not that Ji is ignorant of the people in front of him avoiding him, his stubbornness can only end in his own tough attitude.

He stared at Ji, then lowered his eyelids, a voice shouted from the bottom of his heart, which made it hard for him to hold back.

"it is good."

He placed Ji's palm on his chest, and what was throbbing at the chest at this moment was the promise he made, which would never change.