Ye Jiuchen's thin lips opened slightly, and he slowly raised the hand holding Jiang Xing's secret decree, and slowly raised it in front of the gray cloth.

His voice was so flat, plain, without a hint of murder.

Gray was stunned.

Almost instinctively, he raised his hand and took the secret decree handed over by Ye Jiuchen.

Seeing this, Ye Jiuchen smiled and patted Gray Yi's shoulder, the force was neither light nor heavy, but it was enough to press down the stone that was originally pressed in Gray Yi's heart again.

"Let's go."

Ye Jiuchen withdrew his hand and said to Yue Cheng behind him.

Yue Cheng seemed to be surprised by Ye Jiuchen's actions and decisions, and was even more puzzled, but after all, it was Ye Jiuchen who spoke, even if he didn't agree, he couldn't say anything, just glanced at the gray clothes coldly, and then withdrew the sword to his waist.

Ye Jiuchen lifted the steps under his feet and walked beyond the gray clothes to the outside of the tent.

The moment he passed by, the gray clothes' eyes flickered slightly.

"Did you read it?"

Hearing the voice of the gray clothes, Ye Jiuchen's steps couldn't help but pause slightly.

"Well, I see."

"If you read it, why ......"

Why do you think you don't see it? Why should you give it back to me? Why do you have to remind me to put it away?

Shouldn't you kill me on the spot?

Ye Jiuchen's eyes were still looking ahead, and the sun was thick at this time, warm and bright, shining on his body, as if he was coated with a golden halo all over his body.

"How?"

"Why don't you kill me!"

The gray-clothed thin lips moved, and finally asked the question that was stuck in his throat.

When he said this, although the gray clothes were holding his eyes, the dim light under his eyes still couldn't suppress his emotions.

The two of them were still in the posture of just passing by, and Yue Cheng was still standing behind Ye Jiuchen.

"Huh!"

Ye Jiuchen suddenly chuckled, and the laughter seemed to have some kind of penetrating power, straight through the eardrums of the gray clothes, and reached the heart of the gray clothes, making his heart shrink suddenly.

"Why did you want to kill you?"

Why?

"I came with the emperor's secret decree, and you must have read the content of the secret decree."

"Well, and then what?"

And then?

Gray Yi didn't understand Ye Jiuchen's thoughts anymore.

Was he reluctant to kill himself, or did he feel that this secret decree could not kill him at all, and he didn't take himself and this secret decree seriously at all, so he didn't bother to do it to himself?

"As long as I give this secret decree to General Fu Yao, then you and the princess ......"

"But didn't you pay it?"

Before the gray clothes could finish speaking, they were interrupted by Ye Jiuchen's cold and faint voice.

"It's been three days since we arrived at the barracks, and you have countless opportunities to approach Fu Yao and present this secret letter.

But you don't, do you? ”

The gray clothes were suddenly speechless, their thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and the muscles on the cheeks trembled slightly from the exertion.

The air, once again, was quiet.

Ye Jiuchen smiled: "Let's go." ”

Said again, this time Ye Jiuchen did not stop at all, but lifted the steps under his feet, and left the gray-clothed camp without hesitation.

Yue Cheng followed behind Ye Jiuchen, but his mood and expression were not as good as Ye Jiuchen.

Although his face was gloomy and his eyes were deep and murderous, he only looked at the gray clothes fixedly.

"I hope you remember what I said before.

I do what I say!

The prince and the princess are merciful, and may let you live, but Turnip and I will not.

That's all, you're good at it. ”

After putting down his words, Yue Cheng went to follow Ye Jiuchen.

In the tent, there was only one person left in gray, and the secret decree in his hand was obviously just a small piece of thin paper, but at this moment, it was as heavy as Xuantie, which almost made him unable to hold it.

Ye Jiuchen's words are so confident, so determined, and so swearing.

But in the ears of the gray clothes, it was a different state of mind.

Ye Jiuchen didn't kill himself, just because he hesitated and didn't hand over the secret decree.

He wasn't even afraid that he would hand over the secret decree to Fu Yao in the future.

...... the hell Do you trust yourself, or do you have absolute self-confidence, and you feel that this secret decree and his gray clothes can't help him at all?

Thinking of this, Gray Yi couldn't help but turn around silently and looked in the direction where Ye Jiuchen left.

Ye Jiuchen and Yue Cheng had already walked some distance at this time, but his back was still long and cold, like a god.

Ye Jiuchen, what kind of person is he?

And myself, what are you going to do next?

The gray clothes lowered his eyes, looked at the secret decree in his hand, thought for a long time, and finally took the steps under his feet, left the camp tent, and strode in the direction of Fu Yao's camp tent.

In a split second, he suddenly figured out something.

In the past 20 years, he has had partners, and he has lost them all.

He has trusted others, and he has been pointed at by people he trusts with swords, and he is close to death.

He closed his heart, didn't accept anyone, didn't trust anyone anymore, just numb every day, like a walking corpse, living a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, working hard for Jiang Xinglie, doing those things for him that could not see the sun and were hidden in the dark.

His life was full of darkness and mud, and he stepped into the swamp with both feet, and he could not see a ray of light, and he could not escape.

Once, Gray Yi thought that his life would eventually be spent like this.

I don't know what day, I can't see the rising sun tomorrow morning, and the person he kills may be the target of his mission, or it may be someone who wants to deal with Jiang Xinglie, or more likely, it is Jiang Xinglie.

But he didn't care, his numb heart was like a stone, and he didn't feel anything.

But the appearance of Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen seemed to be a light, so caught off guard, and without warning, it shone into his world full of haze, dispelling the thick fog, driving away the darkness, and illuminating the mud.

Perhaps for them, they did nothing.

And to them, they are just a dispensable, insignificant, and meaningless person, just like a passer-by in life, who may forget in the blink of an eye.

Gray never thought that he would leave any traces or memories in their lives.

But they stood in the light like that, and stretched out their hands to themselves in the abyss, with their feet sunk in the mud.

It was the cold moon and Ye Jiuchen that made him see the light and see the colors in his dark life.

It was the cold moon and Ye Jiuchen that made his numb heart begin to warm up little by little, and beat a little bit.

No one could understand that feeling, and Gray never expected anyone to understand.

But he wasn't born with a desire for darkness.

Since there is light, then he has to desperately hold on.

Even if it's just a little bit?

What if they may just be inadvertently revealed?

What if you are broken and your soul is scattered?

He just wanted to grasp the hard-won light.

Even if it is only for a short moment, it is not in vain in this life, it is not in vain that he has been in this world, and he has been here.

Thinking of this, the steps under the gray clothes couldn't help but stop.

In front of him, Fu Yao's tent was overhead, and above his head, there was warm sunshine, and the gray clothes took a deep breath greedily.

I never felt that it was such a beautiful thing to breathe in the air bathed in the sun.

After a pause, the gray-clothed eyes lit up, and walked towards Fu Yao's tent.

Not far away, Ye Jiuchen had already seen the gray clothes' actions clearly.

A trace of worry crossed Yue Cheng's face.

"Master."

"Nothing!"

Ye Jiuchen opened his lips lightly, and then turned around and entered the camp as if nothing happened.

In the camp tent, Leng Yue was sitting on a chair, cocking her tail for the fact that she had just succeeded in fooling Fu Yao, and when she saw Ye Jiuchen coming in, she couldn't help but blink her eyes twice.

I didn't see anyone early in the morning, and I didn't know where to go to provoke people.

"Ye Jiuchen."

"Huh?"

Ye Jiuchen walked up to Leng Yue, sat down, and answered in a low voice, the rising tail note and the originally low and dull, magnetic voice, hooked Leng Yue's heart was tickled.

"Do you have another dog out there?"

Ye Jiuchen was stunned:

"What?"

"As a dog, you have to be conscious, you can't go out and find other dogs."

Leng Yue said it seriously, and when she heard Yue Cheng and Wujing standing on the side, her eyes straightened.

What kind of magical metaphor is this for their princess, she actually compares his prince to a dog, so what is she!

Ye Jiuchen understood the meaning of Leng Yue in just a moment.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll be like you in this life."

Cold Moon: "??? ”

it!

Wrong!

The little demon has learned to curse.

No way!

We can't let this little flame continue to burn, we have to get it right.

What is the best way to straighten it?

Change the subject.

"I have something to tell you."

"I have something to tell you."

Both paused slightly, but they didn't want to speak again, but they said the same thing in unison.

Leng Yue had a big face, but Ye Jiuchen smiled lightly.

"You speak first."

"Well, okay, I want to marry Turnip to Yue Cheng."

Ye Jiuchen: "......"

Standing on the side, Wujing and Yue Cheng, who were originally intended to be the background board: "......"

They didn't do anything, why did they somehow become the center of the topic?

Ye Jiuchen's eyes looked at Wujing and Yue Cheng with deep eyes, and the two of them were instantly covered in a body, almost without thinking about it, and the two of them knelt in front of Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen with a "poof".

Wujing was in a hurry to speak first: "Lord Mingjian, Wujing only wants to serve the princess and the princess, and repay the princess for saving her life, and she has nothing else to think about!" ”

Yue Cheng originally wanted to show his heart, but when he heard Turnip say this, he couldn't help but feel slightly sour in his heart.

Sure enough, Turnip never intended to marry him.

That's good!

After all, he had also sworn a poisonous oath since the day he followed Ye Jiuchen.

In this life, I will never marry my own son.