"Yun'er, do you blame me?" Ying Zheng looked up at the sky, "You'll understand me, right?" ”

Obviously he is the king of a country, and he is obviously a decisive king, maybe only when he mentions his beloved girl, he will show such a gentle expression.

Three days later.

"Bold, who are you? Dare to trespass on the palace. ”

"Get out of here, I want to see Yingzheng."

"Presumptuous, dare to call the king by his name, come and arrest him."

Tang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered: "You want to arrest me? I don't know if you have asked me this Qingling Sword? "The sword was unsheathed, and the cold light appeared, bringing up bursts of blood, but they were all skillfully avoiding the vital point.

"I had no intention of killing, so why did you force me? Do you recognize this jade pendant? Tang Yun swung his sword to block the stabbing spear and raised the jade pendant.

"It's 。。。。。。 The king's token, seeing this thing is like seeing the king's face. The girl forgives her sins, and the last will take the girl into the palace. ”

"There is labor."

"Report, king, there is a woman outside the palace who calls herself Tang Yun and asks to see you."

"Tang Yun? Quick, come to the palace. Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Tang Yun held the sword, his eyes cold.

"Yun'er, why are you here?" Ying Zheng smiled softly.

Tang Yun put the sword on Ying Zheng's neck: "Ying Zheng, don't come unharmed." ”

Ying Zheng's eyes froze: "Yun'er, what are you doing?" ”

"Do you really want to destroy my Zhao Kingdom?" Tang Yun frowned and stared at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng's heart trembled slightly, but his face remained silent: "Yes." ”

"But that's my hometown."

"So what?"

"You 。。。。。。"

"That's it," Ying Zheng chuckled, lowering his eyes to hide a flash of sadness, "If you marry me, I will let Zhao Guo go." Not only will I not destroy the Zhao State, but I can also guarantee that I will never invade the Zhao State within ten years, how about it? ”

"No way." Tang Yun's sword approached Yingzheng again.

"In that case," Ying Zheng sneered and stared at Tang Yun, "What qualifications do you have to ask me to let Zhao Guo go?" ”

"Your life is in my hands, believe it or not, if I kill you with a sword, I can still solve the predicament of Zhao Guo."

"Kill me? Okay," Ying Zheng held the Qingling Sword, blood flowing, and slowly moved the sword to his heart, "Then you, kill me." ”

"Don't push me." Tang Yun put the sword away, but he didn't move.

"I'm the son of the enemy who killed your whole family, and now I'm going to destroy your hometown, why, you are reluctant to kill me, are you in love with me?" Ying Zheng smiled softly, as if they were not facing each other with swords, but talking about wine.

"You。。。。。。 What's all the gibberish? ”

"Nonsense? Then why didn't you kill me? You don't love me, why do you have to give me opportunities again and again, let me expect? The first time we met, we were assassinated by the stream, the three-day appointment was like this, and today is the same, which makes my heart move for you again and again, and my heart aches for you. Ying Zheng threw the sword away and reached out to grab Tang Yun's shoulder, "You ask yourself, do you really have no feelings for me?" Let's admit it, you have long been in love with the son of your father's killer. ”

Tang Yun shook off Ying Zheng's hand and sneered: "This is really ridiculous, you are too narcissistic, right?" Do you think that all the women in the world should revolve around you and like you? ”

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows: "I don't know women in the world, and they are not rare, those who can enter my eyes, from beginning to end, you are alone." ”

With a slight smile, Tang Yun leaned down to Ying Zheng's ear, and his voice was as gentle as a clear spring in a stream: "You are really, so ridiculous." After speaking, he slapped Ying Zheng's left shoulder hard.

This palm Tang Yun showed no mercy at all, and integrated all her internal strength, and Ying Zheng was already defenseless against Tang Yun, so he was directly hit by this palm and took a few steps back, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"What does this palm taste like?" Tang Yun looked at Ying Zheng mockingly, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, good fight." Ying Zheng covered his left arm and looked up to the sky and laughed, "It's a pity, just like many years ago, there is more strength than enough, and there is not enough murderous energy." ”

Tang Yun threw the jade pendant in front of Ying Zheng: "The next time we meet, you will be the enemy who destroyed my hometown, you will be murderous, and you will shatter your heart with one palm." ”

At this time, Lin Xing came in, wearing a mask, and saw that Yingzheng was injured, so he drew his sword and stopped Tang Yun: "King, are you okay?" ”

"Let her go."

"But the king 。。。。。。"

"Lone said let her go."

Lin Xing tightened the sword in his hand, gritted his teeth, put down the sword, and let Tang Yun leave.

"Are you alright, King?" Lin Xing supported Yingzheng.

Seeing Tang Yun's back disappear from view, Ying Zheng spit out another mouthful of blood, and the blood on his left arm fell drop by drop along his fingertips, Lin Xing looked nervous: "King, you 。。。。。。 This woman, it's really too much, your arm was injured once in the bamboo forest two years ago, and it hasn't fully recovered, and she has put such a heavy hand again, is she trying to abolish your arm? I'm going to kill her? Lin Xing turned around and walked out.

"Don't go, it's none of her business." Ying Zheng spoke a little weakly to stop Lin Xing, "Blame Gu himself couldn't avoid it. ”

Ying Zheng closed his eyes, almost, when he looked at the back of Tang Yun leaving, only Ying Zheng himself knew, he involuntarily stepped forward, and almost shouted to explain the matter to her.

"Why don't you tell her the truth, my lord?"

"Tell the truth?" Ying Zheng looked at the jade pendant in his hand, a little stunned.

"Say that you have no intention of destroying Zhao at all." Lin Xing carefully treated Yingzheng's wounds.

"What can I do? Okay, you're tired, you go down first. ”

Lin Xing bandaged Yingzheng's wounds: "Yes, the king must remember that his left arm must not be hit hard, otherwise his arm will not be protected." ”

"Got it."