Chapter Ninety-Eight: No One Can Leave
"Why did they say hello to me?" Waiting for the soldiers to walk away, Song Beige finally couldn't help but ask the maid beside him.
The maid lowered her head and hesitated, "This ...... IāI'm not very clear. ā
The corners of Song Beige's mouth twitched, saying this, she wanted her to believe that there was really a ghost!
Originally, she just asked casually, but now she has to break the casserole and ask to the end!
No matter what he said, the little girl stammered and refused to tell the truth, Song Beige sank her face, "If you don't tell me, I won't sit in this wheelchair. ā
"This ......"
The maid was threatened by Song Beige, but she naively believed it, hesitated for a while, and said honestly, "Yesterday, in front of the public, the Nine Emperor Princes carried you into the room, and this morning you came out of it again, and for the whole night, everyone felt ...... I feel like you're already a woman of the Nine Emperors. ā
"Huh?" Song Beige suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, "Didn't the Nine Emperor Princes change rooms with me?" ā
"Change rooms?" The maid stared at Song Beige blankly, thinking that she was embarrassed and deliberately made up a lie, and nodded subconsciously, "It seems to be, yes!" ā
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Song Beige felt speechless, she and Qin Junshen were really natural enemies, wherever they went, there would be their scandals, I thought that the palace that I escaped from could be slightly cleaned up for two days here, but I didn't expect it......
In the morning, Song Beige hid in her room, didn't go out again, and of course she didn't see Qin Junshen, she counted the days with her fingers, she had to go back after tomorrow, and there was no progress at all, which made her feel anxious.
At lunchtime, Song Beige arrived at the restaurant, and when he saw Qin Junshen who was refreshed, he couldn't help but slander, and the gossip was about to drown her, but he was fine, nothing happened.
Qin Junshen didn't keep his eyes on Song Beige from beginning to end, and his fingers kept knocking on the table, "How many troops does the Hu people have this time?" ā
Mu Shaojin on the other side thought for a moment, "There are about 100,000, and if you fight with the general in the early stage, there will be about 30,000 troops." ā
"This temptation in the morning is probably a precursor to their attack." Qin Jun listened to him deeply, and finally came to such a conclusion.
Song Beige listened in a daze on the side, organized the words of the two, and realized that there had been a small battle in the morning, and a big war was coming.
"You distribute the military pay to the people, they expect that we will sneak attack their grain and grass, find a team of 100 people to sneak attack, you bring 100,000 troops to the side gate, I will fight them head-on, and strive to surround them on the snowy mountain."
Qin Junshen said it clearly, every word was clear, and Mu Shao nodded in agreement.
Snow!
Song Beige couldn't help frowning, in this way, Song Yunzheng would not have a chance to come down again, if the enemy army dispatched 70,000, he would definitely die!
A meal, Song Beige was absent-minded, the night was the time for them to sneak attack, before that, she had to find a way to go back to the snow mountain!
After lunch, Song Beige went to find Qin Junshen, but she didn't see anyone, she couldn't help but have a headache, and she held back a resentment in her heart, even if someone else did, why didn't he discuss what he decided with her?
Approaching evening, the Black Eagle knocked on Song Beige's door, "The Nine Emperor Princes are at war with the Hu people, and I will take you up to the Snow Mountain." ā
There was no head and no brain, but Song Beige understood, she glanced at her legs and couldn't help but be anxious.
These legs are useless, they can't stand up at all, how can they get up the snowy mountains.
Black Hawk also seemed to sense her embarrassment, thought for a while, and squatted down, "Time is pressing, I'll carry you up." ā
Song Beige also thinks it is feasible, after all, she is a woman in the new era, and it is not a cold to give and receive kisses between men and women, just carry it, and there will be no lack of meat.
As soon as the hand was about to go up, the door was swept open by a gust of wind, and both of them looked up at the tall black shadow, only to see a man blocking the door, he was wearing armor, his bronzed skin was particularly charming in the sun, and the red cloak was flying in the wind, adding or subtracting a little bit of slaughter for the cold and hard facial features, and the handsome eyebrows and eyes fell in Song Beige's eyes, which was a little amazing.
She has seen a lot of handsome men, but Qin Junshen has shown her the domineering and arrogant attitude that a man should have.
Qin Junshen threw off his cloak, strode in, and squatted down in the position of the black eagle, "This king carries you up." ā
These six words are not any love words, but Song Beige trembled when he heard it, and the softest place in his heart was gently plucked, lying on his majestic shoulder, fluttering like a deer.
At the junction of the snow-capped mountains, the two armies are fighting, the sound of roars, war drums, and the sound of swords intersecting, mixed together, the closer you get to you, the more you can feel the cruelty of the cold weapon era.
Song Beige lay on Qin Junshen's shoulder, and really felt the smell of blood in the sky, and the shock in his heart couldn't be dissipated for a long time.
"If you're afraid, close your eyes." Qin Junshen turned his back to her, unable to see her expression, but thinking that she was just a woman, no matter how strong she was, she was always too cruel in the face of this kind of scene.
Song Beige looked away, and his tone was abrupt, "The world is eating the strong, and it's not something I can escape by closing my eyes." ā
Now, she can still save her father in person, and when she arrives in the capital, the place where there is no blood for murder is really terrifying.
Qin Jun listened to his words, his back shook, he didn't say anything, and took her to climb the mountain.
After walking less than a third of the way, they suddenly heard someone talking, and at the same time, they seemed to have also discovered Song Beige and Qin Junshen, and asked vigilantly, "Who is there?" ā
Behind him was a cliff, and in front of him was the enemy, Qin Junshen stood still in place, his hands around Song Beige's back and slowly tightened.
When the soldiers lifted the grass, they saw Qin Junshen and Song Beige, and their faces were full of doubts.
I asked them a question in the language of the Hu people, but they did not receive an answer for a long time.
"Could it be that you are Han?" One of the soldiers reacted.
Seeing that they still didn't speak, he was already seven or eight points sure in his heart, and raised the knife in his hand, "The Han people trespassed on our realm and killed without mercy!" ā
Four or five soldiers approached them one after another, and finally formed a circle, Song Beige was lying high, and seeing that there were still a few heads behind them, he understood that there should be a small group of Hu people here, and it might be difficult for the two of them to get out.
"You let go of me and go back by yourself." Song Beige moistened her throat, she is now a burden to Qin Junshen, anyway, this place is not far from the bottom of the mountain, with his light skills, he can catch up with the rescuers in half a stick of incense.
Qin Junshen said lightly, "Let's go together." ā
Hu Ren could understand their simple conversation, laughed, and pointed to the tip of their noses, "None of you can leave." ā