Murong Yichuan sat on the big bed in the camp tent, the lamp had already been lit in the camp, and the light was weak, which made people feel sad and lonely.

After sleeping for more than three hours, he had a long, long dream, dreaming that he was with Ximen Ruoxuan, but when he turned her over, he found that it was Wanruo, and he dreamed that he finally sat on the emperor's throne, but the next moment it was his imperial brother who pointed at him with a bright sword...... The chaotic dream made a basket, and when he woke up, Murong Yichuan still felt tired, and the bones in his body seemed to be scattered. , Murong Yichuan slowly sat up from the bed, but found that he didn't have any strength, every part of his body was in pain, it was okay not to move, but as long as he moved a little, it hurt his heart, he had never suffered such a setback since he was a child,

"Chitose, you're awake," Shangguan Tianjue walked over, the faint shadow of the lamp held his shadow for a long, long time, and he brought a large tray with a few light side dishes and a bowl of porridge, and then placed it on a high table next to the bed.

Murong Yichuan rubbed his somewhat hazy sleepy eyes with his hand, and then said; "Oh my God, I have a decision I want to talk to you about."

"Chitose should talk about it after eating first, you haven't been able to eat a good meal in the past few days." Shangguan Tianjue said with concern.

King Fu shook his head, and then motioned for Tianjue to sit beside him, and Tianjue hurriedly sat down; "What did Chitose decide?"

King Fu twisted his brows, the expression on his face looked a little tangled and unspeakable, but despite this, Murong Yichuan still spoke, God knows how difficult it was for him to make this decision, Murong Yichuan said word by word; "I want to tell Zhongli Wenjun and Zhou Dawei the truth about Yiqiē."

Tian Jue was shocked when he heard this, he would never have dreamed that King Fu would make such a decision, he knew the strictness of that matter, the emperor raped Princess Fu, and the emperor once took the position of the emperor's younger brother to exchange with King Fu, this is the pain that King Fu is most reluctant to talk about, how could he talk to Zhongli Wenjun and Zhou Dawei, this is too difficult and too difficult for King Fu.

"Chitose, have you thought it through, these things are not trivial."

Murong Yichuan nodded fiercely; "I have thought about it clearly, only in this way can we pull Zhongli Wenjun and Zhou Dawei into this camp, if Zhongli Wenjun knows that the woman he cares about the most has been insulted by the emperor, and I know this matter but still loves her like that, first, Wenjun will hate the emperor, and secondly, he will understand that the only person in this world who can really give Wanruo happiness is me, maybe he will be able to retreat after knowing the truth of Qiqi, and he will completely draw a line between him and Wanruo, and then treat Ziyan well, So he will occupy my side because of this matter, Zhongli Wenjun is a particularly loyal person, but he is also a very person with a sense of right and wrong, only let him know these things he can really turn against me and use it for me, and Zhou Dawei is an iron-clad man, if he knows that I have lost so much weight and grievances, then his loyalty to me will be doubled, if there are these two people who are dead, then our way forward will be clearer, and there will be a lot less resistance. ”

A trace of bitterness flashed across Murong Yichuan's face, but his expression stiffened little by little, and two halos of resentment were refracted in his deep eyes.

Shangguan Tianjue understood that this must have been carefully considered by King Fu, and he also understood that King Fu must have made this decision with a lot of effort, and now he can only support him, although he doesn't want anyone to know that he has been humiliated like that, but after all, he has no say in this matter.

"Also, you will talk to Zhou Dawei alone, and I will talk to Zhongli Wenjun alone, and the two of us will do it separately." King Fu said again.

"No matter what decision Chitose makes, his subordinates will support it." Shangguan Tianjue nodded slightly.

King Fu nodded with satisfaction in the face of Tianjue's loyalty and understanding.

Sitting in the warm tent, he could still clearly hear the cold wind, but when the first bite of porridge entered Murong Yichuan's stomach, he felt so warm at that moment, he had eaten countless delicacies in the world, but at this moment, this bowl of light millet porridge surpassed all the * food in the world.

Author's digression: What, I'm going to work twice a day on Saturdays and Sundays in the future, I want to rest and rest, I hope you will forgive me