Murong Qu looked at the Kong Ming lanterns arranged in the camp, and read in a low voice: "Chen Liangyan: The first emperor has not started a business and the middle way has collapsed......" His eyes quickly scanned the arranged Kong Ming lanterns, and Murong Qu said angrily: "Out of the teacher's table? He shouted, "Trick me? ”

Then, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, will there be people in this world who are so bored that they make hundreds of lamps to write down the teacher's table and play with the lamps?

He looked at the soldiers who were busy packing up Kong Ming's lanterns, turned his head and said to the retainers behind him: "Go and ask for a doctor!" ”

Seeing that the master's face was wrong, the retainer hurriedly ran down.

In Qiongcheng, the city lord held a banquet to entertain, although some words of admiration were from the bottom of his heart, he listened to it a lot, and it made people a little tired.

The crowd was so drunk that they returned to their lodgings.

Yang Yu returned to the inner room, washed up, and lay on the soft couch, but he was flustered for no reason and couldn't sleep peacefully.

Outside the window, the moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and the wind blew the branches of the trees, making a whirring sound. Occasionally, the sand and gravel were blown on the lattices of the doors and windows, Yang Yu was already worried, and the night wind danced so wildly, she turned over, but she felt even more anxious.

I simply got up, put on a coat, and walked out of the door unconsciously.

The strong wind blew on his face, and the sand and gravel hit his face together, and Yang Yu couldn't help but block it with his hand. A damp smell of rain lingers in the nose.

"It's going to rain?" She whispered.

Looking at the dark clouds covering the sky and the moon, she stepped on the high-toothed clogs and slowly paced under the corridor. The clogs hit the noodles with a clatter, and the sound was lonely and long.

The candle flame in the wing room on the east side of the courtyard was not extinguished, and the dim candle flame cast the man's figure onto the long wooden window.

I saw that the person inside suddenly stood up, his figure swayed, and his arm held on to the window frame on his side, stabilizing his figure. The next moment, his steps were slightly chaotic, and he ran to the door and grabbed the door.

Yang Yu stood at the foot of the corridor from afar, looking at this unusual scene, and the scorching fire in his heart burned even more: "Lang Jun? ”

Wang Jing was dressed in a plain white robe, and was walking to the middle of the courtyard, when he heard this soft call, he looked back at Yang Yu.

The eyes of the cloak and the moon were faintly anxious.

Yang Yu frowned, walked quickly to Wang Jingzhi, didn't care about saluting, and asked, "What's wrong with Lang Jun?" ”

Wang Jing's eyes were a little flustered and self-reproachful, his lips opened and closed slightly, his lips were pale, his lips trembled slightly for a moment, and he said in a low voice: "Qiongcheng is in danger." ”

"Scare?" Yang Yu gasped in his mouth, and his small hand stroked Wang Jingzhi's sleeve and said, "The Kong Ming lantern that Lang Jun sent to the Xianbei military camp by the east wind tonight is carrying typhoid fever?" ”

Wang Jingzhi's jade-like figure couldn't help but shake, his face was a little paler, and he nodded slowly.

Yang Yu's eyes flickered for a minute, and he thought in a low voice for a moment, and then said: "If according to Lang Jun's thoughts, most of the entire Xianbei military camp is infected with typhoid fever, if it is a division of benevolence and righteousness, the commander will immediately ask a doctor to diagnose and treat it and control the epidemic among the soldiers." She turned her eyes to look at Wang Jingzhi, and said with a faint fear in her eyes: "If it is according to the demeanor of Xianbei people." The words came to a halt.

Wang Jingzhi's body was like a jade mountain about to collapse, and his eyes flashed: "If it is the demeanor of a Xianbei person, he will come by night and attack Qiongcheng regardless of everything." ”

Yang Yu held Wang Jingzhi, and said in a soft voice: "Lang Jun is the backbone of everyone, Lang Jun can't fall." ”

Wang Jingzhi's throat twitched slightly, and he originally looked at his eyes in the distance, but then looked at Yang Yu on his side. Rao is heart was anxious, but his tone was still soft: "Qingqing thinks, what should I do now?" ”

Yang Yu lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and looked at Wang Jingzhi's feet barefoot.

She smiled lightly: "Lang Jun should go back to the house and dress neatly, no matter what, Lang Jun's demeanor cannot be lost." After speaking, Yang Yu helped Wang Jingzhi back to the inner room.

I don't know when the candle flame in the inner room has been blown out by the strong wind, Yang Yu groped, lit the candle, and the moment the fire suddenly brightened, she looked back at Wang Jingzhi who was sitting on the soft collapse.

Wang Jingzhi took out a bottle of medicine out of nowhere, swallowed one quickly, and his face turned slightly red.

Yang Yu stepped forward, holding the hair on Wang Jingzhi's shoulder with one hand, and holding the jade comb on the couch with the other, her eyes were gentle like water, and the jade fingers gently picked up his hair and pulled it into a bun, Wang Jingzhi's lips raised a smile, he pointed to the box next to the bed, and said slowly: "The hair crown is there." ”

Yang Yu nodded, pulled out a hairpin in the middle of his hair to temporarily fix his hair, turned to the side of Wang Jingzhi's sleeping couch, and opened the wooden box, which was a black jade lotus hair crown.

Yang Yu was moved in his heart, and returned to Wang Jingzhi with the hair crown in his hand, and tied the hair crown.

"Ah Yu. Wang Jingzhi called softly, and his cold hand touched Yang Yu's little hand, Yang Yu responded in a low voice, and sat in front of Wang Jingzhi.

Wang Jingzhi said softly: "The enemy is plagued, it is untouchable, and the number of soldiers is far greater than the Qiongcheng guards. ”

Yang Yu raised a bright smile on his lips and said slowly, "Yes." ”

Wang Jingzhi looked at her clear eyes that seemed to be able to see the bottom, paused slightly, and then said: "The scholars and people of Liaocheng must not stay in the city. ”

Yang Yu still maintained a bright and dazzling smile and said, "Yes." ”

Wang Jingzhi looked at her appearance, his eyes were flustered, and his voice was almost inaudible: "Ah Yu needs to escape at night with the Liaocheng clan." ”

The smile on Yang Yu's lips rippled: "What about Lang Jun?" ”

Wang Jingzhi held Yang Yu's hand and tightened slightly, his lips rose, revealing his white teeth, and his eyes were as bright as stars: "I need to advance and retreat with the five thousand soldiers of Qiongcheng." ”

Yang Yu tilted his head, revealing a bright smile, and said delicately: "Ah Yu and Lang Jun advance and retreat together." Her voice was soft and long, and it made people's hearts tremble.

Wang Jingzhi's hand stroked the top of Yang Yu's head, smooth hair flowed through his fingers, and his eyes were loving and doting. He said softly: "Silly boy, when the city is broken, it is the time when Wang Jingzhi falls. He looked at Yang Yu's eyes for a moment, and said softly: "Ah Yu still wants to accompany me to Huangquan?" ”

Yang Yu smiled sweetly and brightly, and said crisply: "Yes." ”

The sourness in Wang Jingzhi's throat stopped the mist that poured into his eyes, but his voice became hoarse: "You don't have to raise Ah Xiu?" ”

Yang Yu's lips flickered and he smiled: "Huan Qilang once swore to me that he would take care of Ah Xiu for the rest of his life. Her eyes shone brightly, shining in the candlelight, with a faint hint of cunning, which made the whole person more vivid.

Wang Jingzhi lightly opened his thin lips and kissed Yang Yu lightly on the lips, just for a moment, he reluctantly left, the smile between his lips did not change, and he said slowly: "Jing Zhizhi will be accompanied by Qing when he dies." ”

Yang Yu smiled like a child: "Ah Yu can die by Lang Jun's side, this life is enough to wish." ”

Wang Jingzhi looked up to the sky and laughed, and shouted: "Where is the ninth day of the first month?" ”

A familiar boy came in from outside the door, dressed in a light blue shirt, and arched his hand: "Lang Jun commands." ”

Wang Jingyi waved his sleeves and said with a smile: "Go and inform the heads of the families and the city lords of Qu, go to the city lord's meeting hall, and discuss something." ”

The boy replied with a neat "yes", turned around and walked out. (To be continued.) )