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"100,000 soldiers and horses against 400,000? Such a ruthless killer made the night soldiers, who were courtiers and bear all their military exploits, have nothing to say. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info royal really cold ...... "Ran Ziwan's arm holding the teapot was a little stiff, thinking in his heart that it seemed that the Zhen clan had already attributed the Ye clan to the Duanjun Wangfu faction, and even did not hesitate to get rid of it quickly: "The abrupt arrival of the Rongdi war, you can call it sick...... even returned to the south to avoid this fate! The order of chasing the king is still there, and Emperor Zhen wants to avoid suspicion...... Naturally, I won't say anything more!"

"The Rongdi war came very suddenly, but it ...... Determined to win!" Speaking of Rong Di Xingbing's excuse, the aura in Ye Nanrong's chest increased a little.

"Whatever the reason, the royal family treats our mother like this, and we have no reason to fight for them again...... Now I will give you the edict of expulsion of the king! Go back to the south...... Don't come back!" Ran Ziwan stretched out his hand into his arms, but was very angry by Ye Nanrong's second half of the sentence.

"Even if it is...... The crown prince did not recommend it, and this time Rong Di came to attack, and Nanrong did not plan to avoid it...... It's not for the face of the Yipin Junhou Mansion, let alone for the kindness of the Duanjun Palace, I'm for myself!" Ye Nanrong said slowly.

Ran Ziwan took out the hand of the king's order and shook it, and suddenly became a little angry: "What did they promise you? 100,000 against 400,000 troops, knowing that it is a dead end...... But you don't hesitate to fight to the death?"

As for Ran Ziwan's anger, Ye Nanrong's eyebrows lowered and he didn't speak, just thick eyelashes, and when Ran Ziwan spit out the second half of the sentence, he trembled a few times.

Ye Nanrong didn't say a word, which made Ran Ziwan's anger sink into softness, his stiff and nervous back suddenly softened, and he slowly sat on the chaise longue next to the table, gradually followed by a little distraction, and the movements of his hands kept repeating, one cup after another to Ye Nanrong with the tea in the bamboo cup, and poured more than a dozen cups in a row, but he didn't know it.

And Ye Nanrong has been looking deeply at the lightly dancing water sleeves next to Ran Ziwan's bamboo cup, and drank the tea that Ran Ziwan inadvertently filled with bamboo cup after cup cup thoroughly.

"Let's go ......" Until there was no more tea in the teapot, Ran Ziwan suddenly put down the empty teacup in his hand and paused, and asked in a low voice: "This is dangerous, how do you plan to deal with it?"

“…… Fight to the death!" Ye Nanrong's short four words were loud.

"Is it enough to fight to the death? Are you pulling out the 400,000 troops of Rong Di to play tricks......? Fighting to the death is not enough to change the outcome, what are your plans?"

"......" Ye Nanrong silently looked at the annoyed color on Ran Ziwan's face, and laughed slightly, but did not say anything.

"Late?" Ye Nanrong's words were interrupted by Ran Ziwan, he just gently called Ran Ziwan's maiden name, and then lowered his head.

"Take care!" Ran Ziwan got up silently and retreated to the inside of the screen. Du left two words for Ye Nanrong, and then stopped speaking.

"Huh...... Okay! I don't know when I will return. You are not in good health, and I hope that you will be able to raise your child in the evening, and when I return...... Okay, then pour Nan Rong tea!" Ye Nan Rong's eyebrows and eyes were slightly furrowed, and the dim candlelight reflected his flickering sadness.

"......" Ran Ziwan raised his eyes indifferently and looked at the hazy silhouette of Ye Nanrong on the screen: "The autumn cold is coming, general...... Go early and come back early!"

"Okay!" Ye Nanrong replied lightly, slowly took out a piece of brocade full of peach blossoms from his arms and put it next to the bamboo cup, and turned around...... Stopped again: "...... If I can come back alive, I won't ...... again Is it okay to treat me so cold?"

There was a dead silence in the "......" screen, and Ran Ziwan's fingers were deeply clasped in his palms.

Ye Nanrong strode out of the inner hall, the sound of clothes tearing the air sounded and disappeared in the courtyard, and Ran Ziwan knew that Ye Nanrong had already flown away from the Liluo Pavilion.

It wasn't until she was sure that Ye Nanrong's voice was getting farther and farther away that she slowly relaxed the depression in her heart: "Lonely Moon...... You go and find out, what did Rong Di do when he committed the crime?"

"Wow!" After Gu Yue bowed her head, she flew out of the Pear Pavilion.

Ran Ziwan tossed and turned, and the north was uneasy...... Li Min is in flames, but despite this, she doesn't think that Ye Nanrong is a person who will compete for the Xuan clan in the northern frontier, but ...... He not only obeyed the imperial order of Emperor Zhen, but also took the title of general to rush to the north of Xinjiang, but he still had to fight to the death?

In the early morning of the next day, Ran Ziwan leaned on the soft couch and closed his eyes slightly. The medicine woman came in first, looked at Ran Ziwan's expression, and then withdrew. And the purple finch has been guarding Ran Ziwan's side, carefully looking at Ran Ziwan's sallow face.

The medicine woman went out a few steps, and ran into the big purple cotton, the girl was holding a tray of food, striding towards the inner hall of the pear pavilion, but was rotten by the medicine woman.

A dark shadow suddenly fell outside the window, the shadow had the coldness of the dark night, but it also had an atmosphere similar to the middle of the night. The moment the shadow fell, Ran Ziwan, who had been in front, opened his eyes leisurely, and before he looked out the window, he heard the medicine woman outside the hall instructing Zimian to go to the small kitchen to boil a can of pigeon soup.

"Come in!" Zique helped Ran Ziwan get up, and carefully served Ran Ziwan to get dressed and freshened.

"Wow!" Gu Yue has always been well-behaved, speaking concisely and to the point, and even superfluous expressions rarely appear.

"How's the investigation?" Ran Zi said lazily in the evening, she wanted to know how Rong Di Xingbing's reason was how Ye Nanrong ignored the rise and fall of the Yipin Military Waiting Mansion, and did not hesitate to fight to the death!

“…… The slave sneaked into the imperial study and copied this!" Lone Moon took out a black scroll from her bosom. The scroll is small, but it is handwritten in beautiful block letters.

"Bastard!" Ran Ziwan was so angry that his body trembled a little after reading the words on the scroll.

"The county lord is angry!" Gu Yue knelt on the ground, and Zimian Zique also knelt down.

I used to think that my master was smart, but he was a person with a good temper. Seeing Ran Ziwan's real anger today, Zique felt that the master before the Jinmen Bridge fell into the water was back again, still so high, so unblasphemous.

"Sister of the county lord?" Ye Banxia, who had been hiding in the pear tree and never spoke, suddenly opened her mouth, and it was the first time she had seen Ran Ziwan lose such a big temper: "Guyue, what's the matter?"

"Lord Brocade...... Subordinate...... Why are you here?" Hearing Midnight's question, Gu Yue was stunned at first, and then blurted out that Fang Jue was speechless: "On the scroll is Rong Di's war book, and the war book is ...... mentioned the name of the county lord!" (To be continued.) )