Fortunately for Feng Yanghou

Chu Ai has never been a good-tempered person, and when he heard the word "servant", he became even more frustrated, and raised his hand to slap the maid on the cheek.

The maid obediently kowtowed to accept the order, and quickly withdrew.

A gust of wind blows—"Who!" Chu Ai closed her eyes and looked around.

"Chu Ai serves the Lord, this servant is polite."

The person who stood out from the dark corner was dressed in a eunuch's costume, his body was bowed so that his face could not be seen clearly.

Chu Ai's face was displeased, "Which palace are you a servant of, sneaking into Pingxi Palace in the middle of the night, I am not afraid that my servant will ask someone to take you down immediately!"

Chu Ai got off the bed, put on a coat, and brightened the oil lamp on the table.

The visitor buried his face in front of his chest, "Please calm down your anger. The slave is from Qingxiang Palace, and was ordered by the queen to visit Chu Ai's servant."

Although the eunuch in front of him bowed his head, Chu Ai could hear the sarcasm and pity in this man's words.

"Bold slave!" Chu Ai said with anger, "What are you, why come to visit my servant!"

Chu Ai never expected that that bitch in Qingxiang Palace would send a lowly eunuch to humiliate her.

The flames in Chu Ai's eyes were ignited as scheduled.

The eunuch who had buried his head slowly raised his head, grinned and said, "Prince Roulilie's old favorite—Mr. Chu Ai, it seems that he is unwilling! In the past, he was honored and favored, but now the house is leaking." It happened to be raining all night..."

The man purposely walked to the brightest spot illuminated by the oil lamp, and lowered his voice.

Malicious words.Chu Ai was terrified by the pale and bloodless face of the visitor.

It wasn't because of the terrifying appearance of the person in front of him, but because that handsome facial features were too sinister and gloomy, which made Chu Ai tense the string in his heart.

"How do you know..." Chu Ai's face, which was not at all happy, became even more resentful.

The man raised his eyelids impatiently, glanced at Chu Ai, and said, "Young Master Chu Ai is really forgetful. I remember Chao Gui dedicating you to King Zhou Hui, and I owe it to you. If it wasn't for my advice in front of the palace, How did you get your present glory and wealth?"

He laughed sharply, and a gleam of light came out of his eyes.

"You! You are Chu Rui!..." Chu Ai turned pale, took two steps back, and stared at the person in front of him.

At the time of the next day, the mansion of the General of the Zhu Kingdom.

The vision in the long pavilion is very wide. There is a large red sandalwood ivory screen in the middle, two red sandalwood chairs in front of the screen, and a low table in front of the chair. On the edge of the table is a smoked tripod, and in the center is a black iron chessboard. At the second quarter of the hour, Feng Yanghou arrived as promised.

At this time, Ji sat on the chair and raised his eyes to signal him to sit on the opposite side.

Ji pushed the chess box full of white pieces in front of him, "I hope you still look sad these days?"

"A sword has no eyes. Look at it, don't mind it." But the person he killed was not someone else, but Yun Song who had been by his side since childhood.

He closed his eyes and held his breath for a moment, then said to Ji with a bleak smile: "Today, don't say anything else."

"Ji, I'll let you have your third son." He raised his eyelids, his expression of composure was forced.

Ji Nian froze Heizi's hand, and saw that there was a frost and snow between his brows, and he seemed more reserved and respectful in recent days.

"I heard that your chess skills are the most outstanding among the nobles of Ji Kingdom?" Ji looked at the white pieces placed at the four corners of the chessboard.

"Absurdly praised," he waited for the person in front of him to settle down, but Ji Chi did not move, so he said again, "Among the disciples of the master teacher, I am not the best. I am just a beginner with a dull talent disciple."

Compared with Chu Rui and his party, he was indeed inferior to them in their thorough understanding, and he was able to play this game of chess between the nations and plan in his hands.

At this moment, Ji hangs the black pieces in the air, Nianzi's fingers suddenly let go, but seeing the black pieces fall on the chessboard, it is very random and it just lands in the middle of the four pieces.

"In this way, Ji Guo really has a lot of talents." Ji smiled, a slightly teasing smile, no matter how you look at it, you feel it is full of cynicalism.

There was a ripple in his eyes.

"Look, if Ji Guo allied with Rouli to attack Zhou Rao, would there be a chance of winning?" Warm lips brushed against his earlobe, and the breath he exhaled was slightly hot.

He was stunned immediately, but he didn't expect that Ji had already moved to his side.

Ji's words are both false and true.

The corners of his lips were already curled up, and the tension he hadn't seen for a long time was creeping into his heart mixed with inexplicable secrets.

He said, "Chu Rui and Chao Gui are not the same people."

Ji Ruoyou squinted his eyes, "Wangzhi said yes. Even if he promised to the queen, the newly enthroned King Rou Lie would not agree."

That's right, Prince Lie ascended the throne a few days ago, and made Chao Gui the powerless queen mother in a claustrophobic palace.

He turned his head to avoid the warm breath above his head, only to realize that the man beside him had moved behind him, getting very close to him, while he was bending over.

Ji is very happy to be so close.

"Look, promise me. No matter what the world is like, you must live well. Live well and don't leave me."

The general trend of the world, to some extent, is not important.Ji is only afraid that the person in front of him will follow the smoke and dust of the past and leave him.

Ji suddenly stretched out his hand to encircle his narrow waist, his pupils tightened.

"Ji..." The obsession and madness in the eyes of the people in front of him are just like Chu Rui in the past. He knew that the person in his arms was not warm, but he was stubborn and wanted to shackle him firmly.

Ji Cuiran arched his brows, this smile swept away the gloom in his heart and the irritability of wanting power.

Wangzhi's back is very thin, his hands are cold, and his neck is more white than frost and snow - Ji just wants to take one step closer to him at this time, one step closer.

He felt that the breath of the person behind him was not stable, and the humid air was getting hotter and hotter. At this moment, there was even a spark in Ji's eyes, which made people secretly think something was wrong.

"Ji, it's your turn." He pursed his lips, suppressed the restlessness in his lower abdomen, adjusted his breathing, and tried his best to remain calm.

When Ji loosened his hands and leaned back on the small chair again, there was still blazing fire in his eyes.

"It seems that this white son has not been settled, how can I settle?"

Ji's warm breath came to his ears, he lowered his head when he heard this, and dropped the white piece on the chessboard with his usual expression.

At this time, only he knew how embarrassed and helpless he was, and he was dumbfounded even at the moment when he made a decision.

Ji teased him for a moment, but he knew enough was enough.

In the game of chess in front of him, he has not made a few moves, but the sword is already going sideways, which can read the carelessness of the chess player.

"Wangzhi can also play courtier's chess?" Ji Quzhi tapped the table with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Obviously, I am not King Zhou Hui, and the people in front of me don't have to try to please me, let alone show mercy just because of my status.

As soon as the words fell, he looked at the chessboard, and he didn't expect that he would play such a poor game of chess in his ecstasy.

"I was negligent." He held his breath, wondering if there was any room for redemption.

Seeing this, Ji sighed softly: "Forget it, since the heart of looking forward to it is not on the chessboard, then tell me about the court."

In Ji's smile, there is a trace of bewilderment, which can make people sink into mud.

What Ji said always had a purpose, he just calmed down and listened, hoping to find the emotions contained in it.

"Look, if the king sends me to conquer other countries, will you join hands with me?"

Ji stared at him unblinkingly, and he put down the white piece in his hand upon hearing this.

"Which country does your majesty want to conquer?" He knew he couldn't avoid the disputes among the six kingdoms.

Ji got up and looked into his eyes all the time, "Ji Guo, Rou Li—the king wants to conquer all countries and rule the world!"

Ji Linlie's eyes seemed to see through him, foreseeing the infinitely expanding territory of Zhourao and the boundless splendor of the country.

He didn't speak, and Qi Xin wanted to stir up a dispute again, leading Fengyan to Rouli.

"There is no peace in troubled times."

"If you want to enjoy peace, you must sweep the nations and restore the world."

Perhaps, the real peace and prosperity is the bliss built on several times of killing and displacement.

Rouli's troops moved, and Zhou Rao surrounded the border city of Rouli with wings.

What he didn't expect was that Qi Xin would choose to send General You[-] to attack Rouli, a powerful country, instead of Ji country.

King Rou Lie dropped all the memorials reviewed on the case to the ground, looked through each one, and impeached all the generals who were negligent in frontier defense and were taken advantage of by Zhou Rao's army.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty disagreed with each other and could not stop arguing.As for offense and defense, except for King Roulie, who was in an offensive attitude, the rest were at a loss for what to do.

However, this kind of major event related to the survival of a country and the face of the king only needs the king of the country to decide.

The commander straddled the horses, and the chariots marching head-to-head raised the soft flag. At this moment, King Rou Lie stood on the chariot, armored, still wearing the black color of the royal family.

The cavalry explored the way ahead, the chariots were in the middle, and the infantry column followed.

Day and night, the road ahead is bumpy.

It took about two or three days before King Roulie ordered the three armies to set up camp.

It was not yet night, and the dim light and shadow hit the slightly barren land, just in time to complement the bonfire made of dead branches. At this time, the soldiers who seldom rested were sitting together to share the hares they had just hunted.

Rou Lie Wang Yuan looked at the three soldiers surrounding them, talking and laughing, then raised the corners of his lips, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Indeed, if one can be promoted by virtue of military exploits, one's rank, status, and power will be greatly surpassed before.

In the past, he was wallowing in the smoke of wolves, and his blood was splashed all day long in the barracks and trivial matters. From then on, he will usher in a different scene and situation.

When they demote Zhou Rao, they will inevitably have a good reputation and neighbors, and they will be promoted to rank.