"For three hours, I will only besiege and not attack. Let you sweat and hurry up and go back to your hometown. Otherwise, I will let the history of Uliang Khan be rewritten once again—"

Zhao Jun smiled, and the corners of his cold mouth swept over a cold killing.

"You talk nonsense!"

"Ahh

It's true, he smiled, "Juyong Pass has become a lonely city, I don't know how many days of food and grass in the pass are enough?" I don't know if you Khan knows, that Fu Zongyuan was greedy for money and sold out the grain stored in the city before the war? In my estimation, it will last for ten days at most...... I wonder what the Great Khan will do to keep you alive at that time? ”

Zhao Zhu looked at him and smiled suddenly.

"His Royal Highness the King of Jin, Shenwu, I would have heard of it a long time ago, but this remark may not be too exaggerated, and I think too highly of myself. Don't talk nonsense, why don't you wait for you to win Juyong Pass and then talk to our Great Khan, right? ”

A bearded colonel touched his neck and stepped forward and yelled.

Although he had killed someone just now and temporarily shocked some people, his words still baffled the defenders of Uliang Khan. The current situation is clearly that he has not been able to attack Juyong Pass for a long time, why did he come over and threaten them?

Zhao Bottle looked at the corpse and said lightly, "Tell you the Great Khan, what I Zhao Bottle wants to do, no one can stop it." I came here today to remember the old and open up to him. Within three hours, if you don't exit Juyong Pass, don't blame me for being ruthless......"

The atmosphere is quiet, and you can hear the pins dropping.

Who knew that a momentary tongue would kill you?

The soldiers of Uliang Khan were so bold because they had calculated the range.

At such a long distance, it is impossible for others to shoot.

Zhao Zun withdrew his bow and arrows, stood on his horse, and his calm expression and calm face after killing people were more terrifying than when the evil qi approached people...... Above and below the city, everyone held their breath, and the atmosphere was so strange that they could hear a pin.

The figure fell from the city wall, splattering a patch of blood.

Screaming days, breaking the silence.

"Ahh

Zhao Jun pursed his lips tightly, didn't say a word, raised his hand, drew his bow, and shot arrows...... The curvature of that figure was like a god appearing, which was extremely beautiful, but in the next moment, there was a "whoosh" sound, and the tip of the arrow in his hand actually flew up the city wall, directly through the man's chest.

C-Yi was stunned for a moment, then struck his horse over and handed him a Divine Arm Bow.

"C-one!" Zhao Jun stopped him and stretched out his hand, "Bring it." ”

"You are a king, dare to look down on our Royal Highness, Lao Tzu ......"

The person who shouted before was Bingyi, and he couldn't help but look at him angrily when he heard the words.

"Zhao Zhu, a rat, has the ability to attack the city, what do you do early in the morning? Don't talk about going south to seize the throne, I don't think you can even beat this little Yong Pass. Phew! ”

The soldiers of the Uliang Khan on the city wall laughed mockingly.

"Hahaha!"

The soldiers approached the city, but Zhao Zhu did not attack directly.

"Tartar boy, call you to sweat profusely-"

Compared with the mutual temptation of the previous two days, this time the attack was more violent. Artillery, bows and arrows, archers, cavalry, infantry, shields, all in their own formations, overwhelmingly pressed towards the gate of Juyong Pass, and the dense human heads under the armor were pressed black, with a bloodthirsty light in the early morning glow.

The lone eagle in the sky was wailing sadly, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be wrapped in a haze.

At dawn, the Jin army launched another attack on Juyong Pass.

~

"Okay." Zhao Zhu inhaled and said hoarsely, "Be the emperor." ”

"Do you want to...... You are the emperor, I am the queen of the world, and all the women in the world are not as noble as me...... All but you have to look at my face, I say that the sky is dark, and no one dares to say that it is white, and when I say that the earth is square, no one dares to say that it is round...... I don't know if it's good to be an emperor, anyway, it's good to be an empress, excellent, I want to do it, I must do it-"

Sentence by sentence, she spoke very slowly, and it was not easy to speak.

Her low voice was shattered by him in a constant kiss.

Zhao Zhu's body paused slightly, and once again burst out with a new round of enthusiasm.

"Zhao Nineteen, I want you to be the emperor, I want to think about it very much."

There is no way back, if his guilt always can't fall, if this "rebellion" of rebellion must be borne by someone, she hopes it is herself. Whether it's a demon queen in troubled times, or a red face and a bad water that Qianfu refers to, she doesn't care, as long as he can relax a little.

This man, this man loves her so much......

She hugged his shoulders tightly and became deeply in tune with him.

"Zhao Nineteen ......"

She suddenly understood him. In her opinion, it is not necessary to carry any public morality, let alone be condemned by conscience. But Zhao Zhu is different from her, the education he received since childhood, his outlook on life and values are different from her. In his opinion, he is rebelling, and the country he is plotting and the world he is plotting are all unjustifiable.

At this moment, at this moment of being in tune with him, she really wanted to cry.

suffocated in his heart, Xia Chuqi inexplicably had the urge to cry.

"Ah Qi, no matter what happens in the future, I will always be the original Zhao Nineteen. You see me clearly. ”

He let go of her mouth, and a pair of dark eyes shone with a burning light.

Abandon? Xia Chuqi's body was shocked, and he looked up at him in confusion.

But in his gasping voice, he said that it was still a state affair, "Ah Qi, you and I have no way to retreat, I have betrayed the name of this chaotic minister and thief, will you dislike me?" ”

Xia Chuqi was stunned, looking at him, she wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak, her hands could only helplessly grasp the mattress in the palm of her hand, in his sudden emotional outburst, she breathed heavily, clearly felt his existence, and felt that he was as emotional and happy as her......

"Ah Qi, I don't want to be an emperor."

A sweat slipped down his forehead and rolled into her neck, she shivered subconsciously, her mouth was silent, but she couldn't speak, she could only watch him twist helplessly. He hummed comfortably, and his hoarse voice suddenly burst out with a sigh.

"Angry?"

She wanted to protest against his inattention, but he couldn't speak with his mouth lightly covered, so she could only open a pair of innocent eyes, stare at him, and stare at him all the time. He seemed to feel something, squinted his deep eyes slightly, stared at her, and a chuckle burst out of his panting voice.

Talking about state affairs while doing private affairs, is their love journey about to encounter Waterloo?

Asking such serious words at such a moment, Xia Chuqi was slightly surprised.

"Do you want me to be the emperor?"

He whispered to him, hot skin cutting through her.

"Ah Qi ......"

What is the concept of silence? Before she could figure it out, the mattress that had been on the ground was already churning and wrinkled, her brain was buzzing, her mouth was covered by his thick, warm hand, and she was so nervous that her heart was twisting and pounding when it was clear that there were guards, patrols, and countless tents outside, but it added a different feeling, or rather, to a different feeling, or rather excitement.

"Huh?" Xia Chuqi's eyes widened.

"Be nice, don't make a sound."

His palm covered her mouth.

"Ah Qi ......" He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to hug her and relieve his hunger, but as soon as he hugged him, the flames that raged from the dantian swept through his limbs and drowning his reason...... The woman in his arms was like the bewildering liquor that smelled and was addicted to the touch, even if he hugged her so hard, he still felt that it was not enough, not enough, and he wanted more, more...... That pin-and-needle longing stung in the bottom of his heart, and not doing something practical could no longer satisfy his anxiety.

Zhao Zhu snorted, her breathing was chaotic, and she pressed her arm harder and harder.

"Don't be like that, there's a guard outside."

The sound of the mouth was like a small whisper......

Being treated like this by him, Xia Chuqi couldn't help it.

"Zhao Nineteen ......"

Her voice was very gentle, Zhao Yu didn't open her eyes, but the blinking speed of her eyelashes was much faster. It could be seen that he was very moved, and a hand that was holding her waist also choked her emotionally. The small kisses, like blending into the warmth of the sun, started from the corners of her hair, to the tips of her eyebrows, to the circumference of her eyes, to the tip of her nose, devouring her little by little, touching her, and treating her carefully, as if they were pitying the most precious treasure in the world.

Slowly, she pulled off his hairpin, untied his hair, and said slowly: "No matter what happens outside, don't think about anything now." Close your eyes and get some sleep. When you wake up and you want to eat rose cake, I will make you rose cake, and if you want to eat walnut cake, I will make walnut cake for you. In this life, I will always be by your side and be your cook. ”

"Okay."

She raised her hand and stroked Zhao Zhu's head for the first time, like patting Xiao Baoyin.

She once heard someone say that no matter how old a man grows up, he has a child living in his bones, and he will have a childish side. To be their woman, not only to put down the shelf and be a little woman who is dependent on others when they are protected, but also to comfort him and encourage him at the right time, to be a woman like their mother, and to give him the warmth of motherhood.

I don't know why, my heart twitched slightly, and at this moment, she was very heartbroken for him.

The voice with half seriousness and half pleading, Xia Chuqi was not often heard in Zhao Shijiu's mouth.

"Ah Qi, when the war in Juyongguan is over, you can make me rose cake to eat."

She was talking nonsense completely, talking nonsense, but Zhao Zhu actually agreed.

With a light "oh", Xia Chuqi squinted slightly, stared at his lips without blinking, and smiled, "I guess she thinks of herself, right?" Women are like flowers, and your mother is the best among flowers. When there are flowers that can be broken, they have to be folded, the flowering period is like a dream, who knows that if you don't pick it when it is in full bloom, will it be beaten by the wind and rain? ”

Zhao Bottle said: "She never told her father the reason, she just laughed." ”

"What did your mother say when your father asked?"

After being silent for a while, she clenched her hands in a complicated mood and hugged Zhao Zhu's lean waist.

It seems that people and things thousands of miles away not only pull her, but also him.

As for whether he missed his ruthless father, she didn't know.

Xia Chuqi knew that in the flames of war, he was finally worried about Concubine Gong.

When he said these words, Zhao Zhu's face was very calm, except for the occasional blinking of his eyelashes, the wavy appearance looked like he was just chatting with his wife casually......

He said to himself: "The mother will pick the flowers with her own hands when they are at their most gorgeous, and then tear off the petals one by one, put them in exquisite glass vessels, and wait for them to dry to make pastries...... Her father couldn't understand her actions. He said, when the flowers are almost gone, wouldn't it be better to pick them again? Why bother to be alone in the fragrance, it's a pity. ”

Thinking of those people who were far away in Beijing, Xia Chuqi stroked Zhao Zhu's back and did not speak.

How amazing is imperial love? He can send his wife a peony as a sign of honor, or he can give his beloved woman a rose garden to represent his love. But who knows who he loves?

Speaking of Concubine Gong who likes roses, Xia Chuqi thought of Queen Zhang, who likes peonies.

Zhao Zhu sighed, as if he had thought for a long time before slowly speaking, "I dreamed of the rose cake made by my mother." Under the water-like pavilion in the Rouyi Palace, there is a rose garden, which was specially planted for her by her father. She is vulgar, she likes roses, and her father does not dislike her vulgar, so he collected a variety of varieties for her, and every time the roses bloom, the rose garden is unique and gorgeous. ”

"What did you dream about? Can you have me in your dreams? ”

Xia Chuqi wanted to laugh a little, so he leaned close to his face and took a closer look.

In such a short time, all dreaming? Still waking up from a dream?

I don't know if Zhao Bottle fell asleep or not, the frost between his eyebrows seemed to be a little heavier. A pair of arms around her tightened tightly, and they tightened, but he didn't open his eyes, and muttered like a dream, "I had a dream." ”

"Hmm." She hugged him tightly, and her voice was very shallow, "Sleep." ”

Her waist tightened suddenly, and she looked up and saw Zhao Zhu's dreamy voice.

"Ah Qi ......"

Not all women want to dominate. Especially in the past two years, her heart has changed a lot, and her temperament has also converged a lot. The careful thoughts that used to be heartless and evil, with the process of her life as a mother and wife, are slowly fading, and the sharp edges and corners on her body have finally been worn away one by one. Sometimes she thought back to the Qingling River, biting the reeds and swimming down the water, and it was so vague that she didn't look like herself. Even, if she hadn't seen that peachwood mirror, she would have suspected that the previous days were just a dream.

But she just wanted to.

She knew that such an idea was very unproductive.

Over the years that the two have been getting along, no matter how big or small things have happened, it is Zhao Shijiu who has sheltered her from the wind and rain. Xia Chuqi admits that as a woman, she is happy. Moreover, she is also willing to be so happy. Xing Xing was forced by the pressure of society and survival in her previous life, she still had the dream of being a strong woman, but when she came to another world and met Zhao Shijiu, she was willing to be his little woman, give birth to children for him, and warm the bed and quilt......

A sense of satisfaction that is needed by the man she loves, fills her heart. Her hand slid down gently, wrapped around his shoulder, patted it up and down, and looked at the sleeping man frowning unblinkingly, until she heard his slight snoring, and then closed her eyes gently.

It turns out that the person who feels this way is not only her, but he is the same.

She always felt that as long as Zhao Shijiu was there, she could sleep peacefully.

At the beginning of summer, Qi's heart was sour, astringent, and warm.

These days, he must not have slept well, probably because of the days of high concentration, he also has a nervous breakdown, it is difficult to sleep, so he wants to relax for a while and run to her to find comfort...... Or find a place where he can sleep in peace.

The man who hugged her tightly closed his eyes and breathed evenly, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"Hey!" Xia Chuqi smiled and pushed him. But when his hand was in mid-air, he stopped.

After saying a word, his arm tightened again.

"Sleepy!"

Zhao Zhu hummed softly, and the tail note shattered at her beginning.

"Zhao Nineteen, you finish your words first and then go to sleep."

She chuckled and stepped back between his shoulders.

As soon as she turned her head, her slender waist was strangled by him and tightly clasped into his arms, and a warm breath that belonged to Zhao Shijiu gently and softly slid into her neck from his breath, causing strings of tiny goosebumps to emerge from her body.

Xia Chuqi doesn't like to be hung by people, but looking at his casual appearance, it shouldn't be a bad thing, so he was a little relieved. But with a snort, she still turned sideways to reason with him.

What does it mean? He came here to sleep?

"Then sleep. I didn't sleep all night last night, and I was sleepy. ”

But seeing that she had lost the enthusiasm for guessing, he seemed to have lost the strength to hang his appetite, and tucked the quilt for her, and he lay down and fell beside her, snorting heavily.

What menopause is, Zhao Zun obviously doesn't know.

The other half's heart also let go, Xia Chuqi said "oh" lightly, yawned lazily, and lay back on the mattress with his arms on his pillow, "Since it's not, it can only be that your menopause is early." ”

Zhao Jun still shook his head, his eyes still looking at her without blinking.

"What's that? Beiping City lost? ”

Didn't Bao Yin have an accident? At the beginning of summer, the heart of the seven hangings has been half lowered.

Zhao Jun shook his head, pursed his lips and looked at her coldly, without saying a word.

Xia Chuqi's brain was congested, and his back stiffened, and he grabbed his arm and held it tightly, "Is there something wrong with Baoyin?" ”

At this juncture, what could be the thing that could make him so emotional?

"It's hard to say." Zhao Zhu's face became gloomy.

As soon as he exchanged his cold eyebrows, Xia Chuqi's face turned positive, "What's the matter?" ”

"Ah Qi......" Zhao Bottle hesitated: "I came here because I want to tell you something." ”

"Snort", Xia Chuqi rolled his eyes, "I didn't ask you to come?" ”

Zhao Zhu couldn't cry or laugh, sighed lightly and lifted her nose, "What nonsense?" That's called military discipline. If military discipline is not strict, how to lead troops? ”

And this is also the unique ability of Xia Chuqi.

It was originally a serious matter, but when she said this, it changed its taste.

"I like to sleep like this, do you know how to practice sitting? But you, His Royal Highness the King of Jin, come to my tent today, aren't you afraid that your subordinates will feel uncomfortable when they see it, and they want women to panic and run away, and they won't help you fight? ”

Shuffling her throat, she glanced behind him, then suddenly smiled, bounced up and hooked his neck, and looked at him with a smile and a less serious topic.

"What ...... I"

Xia Chuqi wiped the tears brought by the yawn, looked at his bloodshot eyes, guessed that he must have not slept all night, and couldn't help frowning distressedly.

"Why don't you sleep well and sit here and do something?" Stroking her face, he replied.

At this time, there were soft waves on his face, as well as the warmth of the veins in his eyes, and only in the private of the two of him, Xia Chuqi had a chance to see it.

Ordinary Zhao Bottle will not enter her tent. During the war, in order to set an example for the soldiers under him, not only would he not sleep with her, but he would not even be too intimate with her in front of people, always with a zombie face, a businesslike appearance, and treated her as an ordinary soldier.

Yawning, she sobered up a little, shook her head with tears, and shook her head to change the word, "No, why did you come here?" ”

"Zhao Nineteen? There you are? ”

Xia Chuqi was originally a light sleep, and he opened his eyes at once.

After looking at her for a while, he didn't know what he was thinking, he looked down at the cold armor on his body, frowned and took it off one by one, walked a few steps towards her, rubbed his hands again, put it on the stove, and roasted his palms hot, before he cautiously walked over, gently picked her up and lay down, and covered her with a quilt.

When Zhao Zhu opened the curtain and entered the tent, she could neither hear the sound nor see his figure, she lowered her head without any reaction, and lit it again and again, like a chicken pecking rice. Zhao Jun squinted, and his body with night dew looked like a lonely and cold sculpture, pulling out a long shadow in the faint light.

Dream ...... It's a mess.

In a daze, I don't know how long it took, she took a nap with her cheeks.

The red coals shone on her face, reflecting a warm light.

But think about it again, she still endured it - when a man does things, she should give him stable emotions the most.

Thinking about it, she wanted to open the curtain and rush out to find him.

When you think about it, you can't help but be terrified.

There were too many questions, and at this time, she had no way to guess and anticipate. It's just that she suddenly felt that she had thought too much about it before. Now that the war has just begun, there are so many troubles, what will you experience if you want to fight all the way to Yingtianfu? How many people will die in those battles, big and small, and what accidents will happen? Can she and Zhao Shijiu go to the end smoothly?

How much will a war change?

Will there be anything going on in Peking? Can Juyong Pass be won?

Dongfang Qingxuan in the Guanli, Li Miao and Hasar outside the Guan, Yuan You in Shanhaiguan, Qinglan and Chen Jing in Beiping City, as well as her cheap father and the most beloved little girl Baoyin, Ziyue, Ergui, Da Niu, and Nana in Nanyan Jingshi...... Even Amur and Zhao Mianze were turning in her mind like fragments.

One person, one thing, swirling in her head.

But worried about the situation on Zhao Zhu's side, she was too nervous and couldn't sleep after lying down for a long time. I simply got up and moved the stove in front of me, draped the quilt over my body, sat cross-legged on the mattress, and thought about things with my eyes half-closed.

After a tiring day in the medical camp today, she was actually very tired.

The conditions of the war are limited, and even with her identity, the tent alone is still very small, and when some things are placed, it looks crowded and messy. There was no bed in the tent, and she, like all the soldiers of the Jin army, slept on the ground.

The north wind outside kept blowing, but her world was so quiet that it didn't make a sound.

Back in her small tent, she rested alone.

has been a "military doctor" for so long, and her main responsibility now is to be responsible for the medical security of the Jin army. Although he still cares about Zhao Shijiu in major matters, he will also secretly learn about the progress of the war from him. But she didn't want to give people a feeling of "women stretching their hands too long", and she didn't want to damage Zhao Zhu's prestige, so when she could avoid it, she tried her best to avoid it and make a little woman posture.

Xia Chuqi was not directly involved in the events of this night.

Zhao Zhu did not hesitate, called Bingyi, and asked him to gather the generals of the Jin army and go to the big tent of the Chinese army together, formulate a plan for "catching turtles" overnight, and make a precursor for the turtle catching operation. So, when Beiping City was shrouded in a haze by the smoke of gunpowder ignited by Lan Zi'an, in the lofty mountains and mountains of Juyong Pass, there were also the Red Thorn Special Combat Team of the Jin Army secretly acting......

Tonight is the best time to do it.

Any military operation is based on speed.

Xia Chuqi and Zhao Zhu talked outside the account for a while, and by the way, they learned about Li Miao and Hasar, and reached a consensus on the matter of "catching turtles", and they smiled tacitly, and went back to the camp.

Juyong Pass is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but this natural danger is also interactive. It can protect Dongfang Qingxuan, and it can also trap him. Once the back road is cut off and the city is cut off from food and grass, how long can he hold out in Juyong Pass?

However, after Hasar "submitted" Li Miao, the difficulty of this matter was reduced.

How to turn Juyongguan into an "urn", and how to turn Dongfang Qingxuan into a turtle? In a word, it's easier said than done. A day ago, Zhao Zhu was not absolutely sure, and he didn't dare to try it easily, but instead dispersed his forces and was involved by Dongfang Qingxuan.

An urn, a turtle.

The so-called "catching turtles in the urn" focuses on two words -