right after

The thin moon loomed among the clouds, and the moonlight was dim. The two armies stationed in Bashang, under the shadow of the moon, spent a day in vain.

The two armies originally agreed that today is the day of the war, but they both ordered a truce.

Let the thick gunpowder smoke suddenly cool down. The soldiers of the two countries watched the envoys of the enemy countries visit frequently, and they all couldn't figure out whether the battle was still going to be fought.

well!The game of superiors has never been seen through.

In the main tent, the generals gathered at the moment, and everyone greeted a heavyweight envoy... Yan Zijin with solemn faces.

Sitting high on the throne, Bei Hanmo was dressed in silver-white armor and a black and white tiger cape, which made him look more majestic and majestic.

His sharp eagle eyes stared at him expressively. He stood tall and tall in the middle of the camp, wearing a bright yellow gown. His vigorous figure listened to the moving words he spoke, and occasionally checked the expressions of the ministers.

Bei Hanmo wanted to find someone who would pay attention, so he first looked at Han Qing, wanting to secretly exchange ideas with him, but saw him at such an important banquet, staring down at the cup in a daze, looking absent-minded .

He slightly frowned his thick black eyebrows, and there was a dark displeasure in his eyes.

Bei Hanmo looked at Han Qing one after another, but he was offline frequently, living in his own small world without knowing it, Bei Hanmo was so angry that he wanted to jump.

"Han Qing!" Bei Hanmo couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly yelled, which startled everyone present.

"Huh?" Han Qing tilted his head slightly, looking for the person who called him, with some confusion remaining in his thin eyes, as if he had just woken up.

"Han Qing, what do you think about Prime Minister Yan's words!" Seeing his confused appearance, Bei Hanmo gritted his teeth angrily, and directly asked this unreliable confidant minister.

"What Prime Minister Yan said, we need to observe the will of the people and discuss it with the generals before we can make a decision." Han Qing thought it was a big deal, so he stood up calmly, pretended to straighten his clothes, and said in a decent manner. Fan seems to have come to a conclusion after listening carefully.

Seeing his virtue, Bei Hanmo knew that it would be good if he could hear ten words, but what he said was exactly what he thought in his heart.

In his heart, he actually agrees with "truce", a word that sounds ambiguous, but if there is no war now, he is afraid of causing resentment from the generals and soldiers below.

After all, Beihan Country is a small country, and its finances are already very tight. I am afraid that if we continue to fight like this, we will be the first to cross.

Now, Muyun took the initiative to express a truce with a ten-year deadline, which is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity.

Moreover, Mu Yun's Yan Zijin personally came to Beihan Army Camp as a lobbyist today, which undoubtedly increased his credibility.

Yan Zijin is very eloquent, every sentence speaks to his heart, and his heart is hot. Hearing that the time limit for signing is only three days, he has a desire to sign the war letter.

If it weren't for the ministers sitting underneath, who would have cleared his mind a little and reminded him to think twice, I'm afraid he would have signed the peace letter in court.

Bei Hanmo pretended to ask the other generals for their opinions. They were all talking in circles, their thoughts were almost the same as Han Qing's, their attitudes were ambiguous, and they couldn't figure out what they really thought.

He thought to himself, these old men are old Jiang Hu, too cunning, after the banquet, they have to dig out one by one in private

In addition, his second brother, Bei Hanjian, who is the main fighter, generously expressed his unwavering and clear determination to continue fighting, and tried his best to persuade him not to be confused by the enemy and weaken the morale of the army.

Bei Hanmo knew his position a long time ago, so he didn't say a word to what he said, and finally stopped him from continuing with his words in a calm manner.

Under Bei Hanmo's vague attitude, the banquet was slowly coming to an end. Yan Zijin snickered triumphantly when he saw King Beihan and everyone secretly wanting to cease fighting.

If the truce between the two countries succeeds, this time they have to go back and ask Xiao Jingyu for some rewards.

Yan Zijin caught sight of Han Qing, who was seated first in Beihanmo, narrowed his peachy eyes slyly, remembering that before he left, Xiao Jingyu specially asked him to take care of Han Qing at the banquet, expressing his cordial welcome.

So, the landscape fan in his hand unfolded with a "wow", and he waved the fan leisurely and said: "Concubine Han, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you very much. Our emperor misses you very much for my mission this time. Before leaving, please ask me to invite you." Concubine Han, it's just like the intimate gathering before.

The emperor said, no matter what the relationship between Muyun and Beihan is, his feelings for you will not change. We, Muyun, welcome you anytime. "

As soon as Yan Zijin said this, everyone frowned and were extremely angry, Mu Yun actually dug someone in front of Bei Hanmo.

After Han Qing heard the divisive words, the ceramic cup in his hand was crushed violently, and the expression under half of the mask was distorted and extremely angry.

Han Qing stood up and pointed at Yan Zijin in public, and said angrily, "Yan Zijin, don't play divisive tricks here.

You go back and tell Xiao Jingyu that I, Han Qing, have different loyalty to Beihan, and our Wang Yingming is a martial artist, shrewd and capable, with great talent and boldness.

He worked hard to cure the northern cold, improved the internal affairs, benefited the world and was admired by all people. He was a rare emperor who looked down on the world through the ages.

It's not like him, who is devoid of conscience and morality, can be compared with a beast in clothes and clothes. Please tell him that I have a very good stay in Beihan, so that he won't bother to think about me. "

Han Qing's words were serious, in order to belittle Xiao Jingyu, he did not hesitate to elevate Bei Hanmo.

In Bei Hanmo's ears, Han Qing's sharp words became so pleasing for the first time. It turned out that he had such a high opinion in his heart, and suddenly his face became more complex, and he felt extremely happy in his heart.

But at the same time, he felt that he was extremely frivolous and arrogant, offended Muyun's people, what if Muyun refused to make peace?Just take this in my heart, regardless of the troubles that cause troubles regardless of love, there is nothing I can do!

However, seeing that Han Qing's marching and fighting are like a sharp knife that has just been unsheathed, it is difficult for ordinary people to fight against, so please forgive him for being unscrupulous this time.

Han Qing performed well in military affairs, no wonder that kid Xiao Jingyu missed his family's powerful generals, and repeatedly separated their monarchs and ministers in private, which made him almost fall into his ways the previous few times.

Bei Hanmo thought about how he didn't like Han Qing in the past, and he was also sneering at him. He was inferior to other people in all aspects of courtesy, and he was not chased away.

In his heart, it was rare to feel a trace of guilt, thinking that he should treat Han Qing better in the future, and felt that Han Qing would definitely trample his head under his feet, and he felt very happy and resentful.

Yan Zijin and the envoys who came with him all turned pale with anger at Han Qing's words.

Yan Zijin never loses in a war of mouths. Hearing him insulting his friend like this, his always smiling eyes became gloomy, and he said strangely: "Mr. Your Majesty, don't regret it when you learn a lesson in the future, I hope you will be quick with your tongue today, so that the people in Beihan will not be hurt by the flames of war."

"Hmph, the word "regret" has never been mentioned in Han Qing's book." Han Qing's incomparably arrogant and bad manners really offended others. What if the battle fails?

After this episode, the banquet ended unhappy.

Beihanmo's face was a little ugly, and Han Qing was left to discuss alone.

Han Qing crossed Erlang's legs, his attitude was still dragging, to prevent Bei Hanmo from criticizing, he took the lead and said angrily: "Do you think it is very pleasant to be poached at the banquet, and you want to accuse me of ruining your good thing about the truce? "

Bei Hanmo slowly stepped down from the throne, lowered his high-end posture rarely, and said kindly: "I don't mean to scold you, but I just want you to restrain your temper and don't be led by the nose."

Han Qing didn't think about him, for the first time, she didn't criticize herself, instead, she talked peacefully in a friendly voice, and her anger suddenly disappeared. Thinking of her inappropriate actions before, which caused Bei Hanjing to be poisoned, she felt ashamed , I really started to feel guilty.

He put down his legs, put away his arrogant posture, turned his head to look elsewhere, and admitted his mistake with a twisted softness, and said, "I know, I will pay more attention next time."

Bei Hanmo didn't expect that Han Qing, who always liked to argue with him, would actually soften his heart when he confessed his mistakes on his own initiative.

He always pursed his stern lips, and said tolerantly: "Well, just pay attention next time, I'll keep you here today, mainly to talk about Muyun's desire to make peace with us."

This benevolent smile made him soften his inaccessible stern and majestic appearance, and unconsciously narrowed the distance between their hearts.

Bei Hanmo seemed so tolerant and magnanimous, with a pleasant attitude, Han Qing felt a little uncomfortable.

Han Qing thought he would sneer again, but upon hearing his words of forgiveness, she opened her mouth slightly, like an arrogant tiger responding to a battle, suddenly saw the enemy become a friend, and quietly retracted its sharp claws into the palm of its flesh.

Han Qing's feet were flat on the ground obediently, and her back was upright, like a delicate and cute cat, but she looked a little cute and naive.

"I think that Mu Yun and Zhan Zhixin both harbor evil intentions and want to take the opportunity to crush us." Han Qing said after thinking for a few seconds, expressing her true thoughts.

"Why do you say that?" Bei Hanmo sat down and talked with him face to face, it was rare for him to put down his airs and ask humbly.

"I have a piece of good news and a piece of bad news. You'll know why I said that after you've heard it. Which one do you want to hear first?" Han Qing kept deliberating at the banquet, how to speak to Beihanmo about Beihan Jingzhong Toxic thing.

Bei Hanmo didn't expect that he would take the test and asked a multiple-choice question. He raised his thick eyebrows slightly, and said, "You tell the bad news first."

"My bad news is that Bei Hanjing failed to assassinate Xiao Jingyu this afternoon. When I heard the news and rushed to rescue her, she had already been slapped by the poisonous palm of Xiao Jingyu, who possessed advanced martial arts, and now she was lying in the tent with the poison on her body , lives are at stake."

Han Qing thought about concealing Beihanjing's poisoning this time. If he fought alone to obtain the antidote, he might have little chance of winning. Why not take the initiative to tell the whole thing and ask Beihanmo to deal with it together.

Beihanmo was shocked. He didn't expect his sister to be ill today. She didn't come to the banquet, and she was about to die from poisoning. She couldn't help asking anxiously, "Why did my sister go back and assassinate Xiao Jingyu?"

Han Qing slightly drooped her long eyelashes, straightened her back, and took the initiative to admit her mistake: "She took the risk to assassinate Xiao Jingyu to avenge me, I'm sorry, I didn't stop her and poisoned her, if you are angry, just hit me. "

Bei Hanmo didn't know what to say. When the two armies were fighting, the deadly handle fell into the hands of the enemy. Nothing could be worse than this.

Bei Hanmo suppressed his anger and asked patiently, "What was the good thing you said just now?"

There was a smile on Han Qing's face, he didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow, and said: "Little luck in the misfortune, in order to save Bei Hanjing, I took a poisonous "puppet" in Xiao Jingyu's hands that controls people, and got half of it. With the antidote, Beihan Jing can live for three more days.

Xiao Jingyu said that as long as he kills you, he will give me the antidote for Beihanjing's other half. "

This is a good thing?Bei Hanmo began to doubt the definition of good and bad.

"Are you here to discuss with me now, to kill me and get the antidote?" Bei Hanmo asked with the muscles on his face unable to smile anymore.

Han Qing cracked her white teeth and said with a smile: "Yes, please cooperate!"

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard the quarrel outside the camp. The voice was the second prince Bei Hanjian, who was probably afraid that Bei Hanmo would be killed by Muyun.

The fact is exactly the same, Han Qingning listened to a few words of the quarrel outside, pulled out the dagger at her waist, smiled and said: "He came just in time, let him be my witness to the murder."

"How about we make a bet? When your second brother sees you being killed by me, not only will he not save you, but he will stab you again, believe it or not?" Han Qing flicked the sharp short knife, tilted his head and said with an evil smile .

"Hmph, I don't believe it. If you make this bet, you will lose." Seeing Han Qing's overly confident smile, Bei Hanmo felt rebellious in his heart, and hit him coldly.

"If I win, you can make me the prime minister and let me participate in internal affairs, how about it?" Han Qing's slender fingers flicked the sharp tip of the knife, and his pure black eyes reflected some bright brilliance under the lamp , making Bei Hanmo's heart beat a few beats faster.

Prime Minister?In addition to fighting wars, Han Qing can also govern politics, which is undoubtedly a temptation.

"We'll talk after you win." As soon as Bei Hanmo's words fell, the short sword in Han Qing's hand pierced into his abdomen neatly without saying hello.

With the knife in hand, the bright red blood slipped from the tip of Han Qing's knife to the ground, and an ominous blood plum bloomed on the ground.

"Boom..."

Bei Hanmo fell to the ground with the wooden chair, making a loud noise. He covered the bleeding wound and pointed at Han Qing's evil face, which turned pale with anger.

"Don't forget our agreement..." Han Qing stuck out his bright red tongue, and licked the tip of the knife intoxicated. The taste of blood gave him an unparalleled sense of satisfaction physically and mentally.

Probably, he was born bloodthirsty in his bones, and blood would always excite his nerves.

Outside the camp, the quarreling people were stunned. Bei Hanjian heard a loud noise from inside the tent, and pushed away the maid who blocked him from entering.

Hurrying to the entrance of the tent, Han Qing opened the curtain, licked his bloody palm, and looked at them with evil eyes. His bright red lips, with fresh blood, matched his beautiful face , like a gorgeous and strange night demon.

This bloodthirsty scene made everyone's heart beat a few beats slower.

"Hehe, you are late..." Han Qing chuckled complacently, then suddenly kicked her feet, and flew away and disappeared.

Bei Hanjian hurriedly opened the curtain, and saw Bei Hanmo lying on the ground, with a bloody dagger falling beside him.

Bei Hanjian hurried up to help him up, held him in his arms, and asked with concern: "Brother, how are you doing?"

"It was Han Qing who stabbed me. I'm about to die. Call the imperial physician..." Bei Hanmo pointed in the direction Han Qing was leaving, and said terrified and trembling.

In the camp, there were only the two of them left at this moment, and the guards went to call the military doctor, while Brother Wang was stabbed and his life was in danger. At this moment, evil was sprouting, and the devil whispered in his ear, Eldest brother is dead, isn’t he the king? Yet?

"Uh... Jian, you..." Bei Hanmo looked at the heartless dagger in his stomach in disbelief.

"Brother Wang, you've stayed on the throne for long enough, why don't you give it to me, my brother, and sit down..." Bei Hanjian pulled out his dagger, and made another slash. Under the knife, he lost his breath.

When the imperial physician and soldiers arrived, they saw Beihan Jian hugging their king with tears running down his cheeks, raised his head in grief and said, "Brother Wang, he was killed by Han Qing."

The swords in everyone's hands fell to the ground in shock, and the atmosphere of grief enveloped everyone for a while.

It's windy outside, and the cold weather in the north has changed...