Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Struggle to Attack and Retreat
Zhong Xue smiled: "You haven't slept all night, rest for a while, and wait for someone to see us off at dawn." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”
Before she could ask who the "someone" was, Zhong Xue had already thrown her onto the soft blanket with long hair, and then bullied her and pressed her down. His movements were so rapid that she was unguarded. She let out a cry of pain, and as the petite skeleton lay on its back, he could see the look of fear on her face as she lost her balance.
He couldn't help but chuckle, and suddenly there was a great satisfaction in his heart. In the past, she was always high up and made people look up, but at this moment she really looks like a woman and has a woman's expression. He finally got what he wanted, and put her literally under himself.
He is no longer the prince of Wei who is bullied, and she is no longer the noble and dignified prince of Yan, she is just his woman.
Miharu felt like a paddle had collided with the bottom of someone else's boat in the algae-covered shadowy water, and even though they were separated by several layers of clothing, she could also feel that the armor on his body was visibly attached to the soft flesh of her breasts. It was the hardness and coldness of the metal, mixed with the smell of blood all over her body, which made her afraid to move.
At this moment, he was extremely unfamiliar, like a bloodthirsty leopard, licking the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to taste this mouth-to-mouth delicacy.
Smelling the body fragrance on her body, Zhong Xue was restless. Especially after killing someone, there will be a strong desire in the body, this feeling is like countless ants biting you in small bites, and the itchy person is uncomfortable. Especially when he touched her warm and silky skin, he could no longer resist his urge to want her.
He bent down and kissed her forehead, her cheeks, inch by inch, his lips cool and soft. She tried desperately to dodge her face, her lips and lips barely fitting. And he struggled between attacking and retreating, his face faintly flushed, and the sweat was shining.
Miharu looked at him, and felt that the expression of this man, who was beautiful because of impulse, and radiant because of longing, was beautiful, and contrary to this thought, her body was resisting strongly, not wanting to be invaded.
Zhong Xue felt her resistance, and finally didn't want to ask her like this. If it weren't for his youthful heart that robbed her innocence, there would have been no war later.
He didn't dare to use force on her, let go of her, and took a big stride without looking back.
No matter who is facing such a time, it is difficult to maintain a basic healthy mindset. His crotch is hard and unrelieved, which is not a comfortable thing.
With a long howl to the sky, he called Kazama to bring a bucket of cold water over and poured it down.
When the cool breeze blew, the whole body was cold, and it blew away all the restless thoughts.
He took off his armor, went to change his clothes, and came back differently than before. Lying down beside her, he said coldly: "Rest for a while, it's going to be dawn." ”
Sanchun hugged the quilt and squinted for a while, and Xiangxiang, who was sleeping, suddenly heard a mess outside. When she opened her eyes, Zhong Xue had already gone out.
She didn't dare to undress when she went to sleep, but only tidied up a little and walked out.
Suddenly, there were many more people outside the tent, and the clothes should be from Chu. Zhong Xue was standing not far from the tent, talking to a short boy.
You don't need to look at your face, just look at the height, and Miharu will know who it is. Let's ask, how many people in the world can be as short as Yan Ping, and only reach the top of other people's feet with their feet?
Seeing him, Sanchun's hateful teeth itched, and he didn't want to walk over when he stood aside, so he couldn't help but want to bite him.
She ignored others, and couldn't resist the unsightly desire to provoke her.
Yan Ping walked over with his unique small broken steps at some point, and gave her a light salute, "I didn't want to see the girl here, it's really a blessing." His appearance didn't seem strange at all, she was not in the Qin State, but in Zhong Xue's camp.
Miharu also gave him a standard right hand and left hand etiquette, trying to curse him. But people didn't accept it at all, flashed sideways, and grinned at her, "Doesn't the girl want to see her?" ”
She gritted her teeth, it was strange to see him.
"What is the reason why Lord Yan is here?"
"Just a gift."
Weasel gifts, so what's a good thing? Her heart moved, and she asked, "What happened last night?" ”
"It's not a big deal, it's just that the king of Chu suddenly fell seriously ill last night, and he was temporarily supervised by Feng Lingjun." Or think that she is not an outsider, he is too lazy to do anything, and he is also smiling when he talks about the serious illness of King Chu.
Sanchun sighed lightly, even if he was seriously ill, he was scared. There was such a big thing in Yingcheng last night, and now the city gate is open as usual, and people are going in and out as usual, as if no one knows what happened last night. Isn't that too weird?
Yesterday it was so loud that even she heard it outside the city, how could they hide it from the world? Could it be said that there was a thief who invaded and was caught by the officers and soldiers?
The king of Chu was frightened and sick, and cut off his henchmen in one fell swoop, and this time Feng Lingjun could be regarded as getting what he wanted. But why was Zhong Xue willing to help him, was it because he exchanged the city for the city, or did he have other plans?
As he pondered it, a voice suddenly sounded behind him, "If you are really curious, why don't you ask me, why bother yourself?" ”
Sanchun turned around and saw Zhongxue standing not far away, smiling at him.
How dare she ask him at this moment, it's too late to hide from him. He lowered his head and pretended to be suddenly interested in the stones on the ground.
Yan Ping didn't stay long, and then he said goodbye and returned to the city, probably because there were still many things to deal with in the court. He didn't send many gifts this time, but each one was a fine item.
Miharu sat in the carriage and picked through the rosewood boxes, the huge pearls were threaded into a string, and the night pearls the size of pigeon eggs sparkled, each of which was worth a thousand gold.
While she was playing with a string of pearls, she listened to Zhong Xue talk about last night's battle.
Sure enough, as she expected, Feng Lingjun sent someone to open the city gate, and the palace gate was also opened by his people. Zhong Xue's cavalry captain drove straight in, burned and killed in the Chu palace for a while, the king of Chu was pulled out of the dragon bed by them, and a sword slashed down, which immediately frightened the soul to fly for nine days, and then Feng Lingjun led people to arrive and forced back the Wei soldiers.
As for finding out who put the Wei soldiers into the city in the end, it is just a matter of planting it on whoever is not pleasing to the eye. Feng Lingjun's trick is really ruthless. The bad guy told Zhong Xue to do it, but he was the one who benefited. After this time, the state of Chu was just in his pocket.
And the reason why they didn't dare to stay in Chu was that they were afraid that the Chu army would chase after them for revenge. Politics is like this, few kings of various countries have clean hands, and the process is not important, the important thing is the result. This is Zhongxue's idea.
Sanchun doesn't see it that way, she has always thought that as a king, you should convince people with virtue, how can people with blood on their hands be convinced by the people of the world?
Zhong Xue knew that she would say this, Yan Dan was such a person, if she didn't say that, she wouldn't be the real person.
Everything is clear, but what makes Sanchun puzzled is that Zhong Xue should not be a good person who "does good deeds without leaving a name", how can he be willing to spend effort to help others? After asking Zhong Xue, he only smiled, but refused to break it.
Sanchun pondered, it was about the future that Feng Lingjun's handle was in his hands, and it would be much easier to make people round or flat.
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The army rode for more than ten days and finally arrived in the Qin State. The road was also peaceful, and they smoothly entered the territory of Qin.
When he arrived in the Qin State, it was impossible to drive straight into the Qin State, and the Qin State did not have a second Feng Lingjun, so the brigade stayed at the border, and Zhong Xue only entered Qin with a team of personal guards.
Qin has been a barbaric land since ancient times, the customs and customs are different from other countries, and the people are also rough, they have seen a lot of bold Qin people along the way, but they also feel quite fresh.
However, a few days later, he arrived in Xianyang, the capital of Qin, and Zhong Xue went to the palace to see the king of Qin, leaving Sanchun alone in the embassy.
The embassy here does not have high beds and soft pillows, and the furnishings are much simpler, especially there are no entertainment facilities, unlike the Chu State with a large garden, where there are singers and dances to entertain guests, and it is not like the Wei State that has carved beams and painted buildings, and the food is extremely exquisite.
Zhongxue knew that she didn't like women's toys and didn't like to live with women, so she was accompanied by Kazama when she went in and out, and she didn't feel lonely when someone talked to her.
In fact, Miharu's impression of Kazama is average, she likes the kind of simple and innocent big boy, not like him. But with Zhong Xue, it's strange not to become inconsistent.
After sitting in the house and reading a book for a while, and drinking tea for a while, Kazama suddenly felt a little bored, so Kazama proposed to go outside.
Of course, this outside is not on the street, without Chengyangjun's order, who would dare to pull her onto the street? This outside is a hundred meters outside the door and inside the embassy.
After going out and turning around, Sanchun was also very bored, and was about to go back to the room, when he suddenly saw a man standing on a big banyan tree, staring straight at her.
He was about forty years old, dressed in brocade clothes, and he should be an official according to his uniform.
Since making women's clothes, there are people looking at her everywhere she goes, and Sanchun is also a little used to it, and she was about to bypass him, but she saw the man suddenly pounce and hug her tightly.
Sanchun was frightened and wanted to push him away, but the man was already crying, he had never seen a man who was nearly half a hundred years old and could cry so much, that appearance was really ugly.
The man was crying and muttering, "Daughter, is it a dream to be a father?" I finally saw you today. ”
Sanchun had already raised his leg and was about to kick him, but when he heard this, he immediately felt a little stupid, could this really be his father who couldn't be found?
There are all kinds of things falling from the sky, dropping some raindrops, dropping some hailstones, dropping a rock, dropping a pie, and even dropping a signboard, but haven't heard of a daddy?
Although this matter is a bit suspenseful, Sanchun is still very excited, she has always fantasized that she can find her father, is it true that God sees that she is pitiful and really sends one down?
She wiped away her tears and shouted, "Daddy—"
"Daughter, Dan, my Dan."
Eggs, goose eggs or salted duck eggs?
The two hugged each other again and cried bitterly.
After crying for a long time, seeing that his voice was a little hoarse, Sanchun was reluctant to push him away and asked, "Father, who are you?" ”