Chu Changxi just looked at him, waiting for him to say the following.

Feng Yin didn't speak again, went to the side and took the clothes over to dress her, and carefully fastened her belt and buckled the hidden button. He said in a hoarse voice, "Don't catch a cold." ”

"Then can you warm me with your own body?" Chu Changxi stood on tiptoe and hooked Feng Yin's neck and chuckled.

"Your Majesty is self-respecting." Feng Yin lowered his eyes and couldn't see clearly.

"Ah Yin, if I die, will you be sad?" Chu Changxi asked in his ear.

"What did Your Majesty say?" Feng Yin's heart hurt as if he had been stabbed by a knife.

"What if Changjiu wants you to do it? Will you kill me? Chu Changxi chuckled.

Feng Yin was stunned, and the coolness on his back slowly crept all over his body.

"You ......"

"I know, of course I do. How could I not know? Ah Yin, will you kill me? Chu Changxi raised her head and looked at Feng Yin, she looked at him with an almost desperate hope, hoping that he would say no.

Feng Yin didn't know how to answer her, just silently.

Chu Changxi understood, she turned around and sat down in front of the table, lowered her head and buried herself in the fold: "Ah Yin, you can go." ”

"Your Majesty, are you driving Weichen away?" The perennial ice on Feng Yin's face seemed to be broken, and the emotions that had accumulated behind his heart were like a flood about to break free.

"You don't care, so why stay? I can't ask for twenty years, and I should die. Chu Changxi bit his lip, almost biting his lip out of blood.

"Three days later, are you going to die?"

"If yes, would you care?" Chu Changxi smiled bitterly.

"Yes, I care." Feng Yin almost blurted out.

Chu Changxi was stunned, as if she couldn't believe what her ears heard, she looked at Feng Yin in disbelief and asked, "You...... You...... Just...... Say what? ”

"Wechen wants to know, what is Wechen in His Majesty's heart? His Majesty imprisoned Weichen for thirteen years, day and night, but Weichen didn't know, Weichen was a canary to His Majesty? Feng Yin asked.

"No, Ah Yin, never." Chu Changxi replied with tears in his eyes.

"Then Your Majesty, what is Weichen?"

"It's mine...... Sweetheart. Chu Changxi bit her lip and said this sentence with difficulty, which made her whole face red.

"Does Your Majesty know how much Weichen hates Your Majesty?" Feng Yin asked her with red eyes, "How old was Qianqian back then?" His Majesty threw her into the pool and drowned. His Majesty couldn't get Weichen, so he thought of a way to imprison Weichen. If it is His Majesty who has been imprisoned for thirteen years, does His Majesty hate? Your Majesty said that Weichen is Your Majesty's sweetheart, what kind of sweetheart will be treated like this? ”

"So you've been taking revenge on me, haven't you?" Chu Changxi clenched his fists, and his nails were embedded in the flesh and oozed bright red blood.

"Weichen hates Weichen more than His Majesty, and he hates Weichen himself." Feng Yin seemed to be extremely tired, "It was Weichen who caused all this, and it was Weichen's fault." ”

"When I saw the women's banquet in the middle of the middle and autumn, it seemed that everything was wrong. Ah Yin, what the hell are you ...... Have you ever loved me? Chu Changxi stood up and looked at Feng Yin, his eyes burning, as if he was about to burn out the last hope in his heart.

"What if I say I haven't loved Your Majesty?"

"I will kill you, and then fight with Zhou Tang to the moment of death. Ah Yin, I have already let you go, and you came back to provoke me by yourself. Chu Changxi smiled coquettishly, like the most delicate peony. She held on to her last pride.

"The heart of the minister belongs to His Majesty." Feng Yin lowered his eyes, and the expression on his face was extremely calm.

"Ah Yin, I've been waiting for you for twenty years." Chu Changxi's arm wrapped around Feng Yin's neck like a soft and boneless snake, and she smiled charmingly, "You see, this sentence is not so difficult to say, is it?" It's just a lie to me. ”

"Weichen doesn't dare to deceive Your Majesty." Feng Yin raised his eyes and looked at Chu Changxi's eyes.

"You...... What did you say? ”

"Your Majesty still has a fold to approve, so Weichen won't bother." Feng Yin pulled out his legs and wanted to escape.

"The excerpt is not as important as yours, Ah Yin, do you want a child?" Chu Changxi's eyes were shining, and his eyes that had been as deep as stagnant water for many years were actually very clear at this moment.

"We're obedient." Feng Yin kissed Chu Changxi's lips and said in a dumb voice.

The big war in three days, hopefully, will not be a parting of life and death. Past grudges should be liquidated, and past affection should also be renewed. He hated Chu Changxi, just because he had always loved her.

It's just that he doesn't want to live and die, in addition to Feng Yin and Chu Changxi, there are also Luo Hansheng and Yun Ruoyan. Luo Hansheng thought about it for a long time and didn't send the letter he had written.

The clear light in the middle of the night shone in the tent, and Luo Hansheng drank it all with a glass of spirits. Qin Zihuai was patrolling the camp. Jiu Niangzi sat across from him and was already half drunk.

"Xiang Ye said, if Xiang Ye dies in battle three days later, what should Miss Ruoyan do?" Nine Niangzi asked him drunkenly.

"If Qin Zihuai dies in battle, what should you do? If I'm not mistaken, he still doesn't know you like him, right? Luo Hansheng looked at her with a smile.

"If he survives, I'll tell him." Jiu Niangzi drank another glass and smiled charmingly, "When he wins, I will marry him in a wedding dress, if he doesn't marry me, I will tie him back to Fengyuetian to be my lady of God." ”

"You're drunk. Qin Zihuai will come over later, but he will blame me again. Luo Hansheng smiled.

"I'm not drunk! How could I get drunk?! Jiu Niangzi glared at him, "I am the Nine Heavenly Lords of Fengyue Heaven." A well-known figure in the rivers and lakes. I'm not going to get drunk. ”

"Qin Zihuai's patrol camp should also end, I'll go take a look." Luo Hansheng put down his wine glass and went out.

He looked at the lonely moon in the sky in the cold wind, and there was not a single star today. It's lonely.

"Why is Xiangye here? What about Sister Jiu? ”

Qin Zihuai finished patrolling the camp, and at this time, he hurriedly came over, and when he saw Luo Hansheng coming out alone, he couldn't help but ask.

"Inside. It seems to be drunk. I'll go to your tent at night and sleep with her. Luo Hansheng looked very considerate.

"Xiangye...... What is Xiangye saying, and now there is no matchmaker's words, this ...... It's not in order. Qin Zihuai subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"Go ahead." Luo Hansheng patted him on the shoulder, "It's a big deal that you don't sleep all night." Tomorrow I will train your class. ”

The big battle three days later soon came, and the armies of Southern Chu, Zhou and Tang faced each other on the bank of the river.

The declaration of war was followed by another bloody battle. Chu Changxi rushed in the military formation with a spear, and Feng Yin sat on the city wall and plucked the green yiqin. The high sound of the piano tore through the silent air. He played the song of King Qin's entry.

The smell of blood spread from the banks of the river to the edge of the walls.

On the battlefield, you don't know whose severed hand you stepped on, and I don't know whose head you cut off. The ground was full of stumps and severed arms, and I don't know who pulled out of their stomachs. Swords and spears were sharpened and cut off. They picked up the stones on the ground and threw them at the enemy's heads, and the blood and brains on the ground moistened the dirt, and the smell was so thick that people couldn't help but vomit out.

The battle lasted from day to night. There are not even half as many people left on the battlefield as they were at the beginning of the war. Luo Hansheng returned to the barracks with difficulty with the mutilated long sword, and Qin Zihuai was also injured and was carried back to the camp by Luo Hansheng.

Jiu Niangzi had already waited in the tent. Seeing the seriously injured Qin Zihuai, his eyes red and he scolded angrily: "Where have you gone with all your skills?" How did it hurt like this? What a rubbish! ”

Qin Zihuai smiled toothily and comforted Mrs. Jiu, and looked stupid: "Sister Jiu, I'm okay, Lin Zheng is only one breath left after being beaten by me." It's that Chu Changxi is too powerful, I can't beat her a little. Are you powerful women so fierce? ”

"Still have the strength to speak poorly? You can't even beat a woman, are you embarrassed to say? Nine Niangzi slapped him.

"Shhh...... Hiss...... It hurts, it hurts. Sister Jiu, you tap. ”

"What are you going to do with such a shit? I'm not responsible for collecting your body if you die on the battlefield. Nine Lady gave him a blank look.

"No, I was also taught by Sister Jiu yourself, how can I die so easily? You can rest assured. Qin Zihuai smiled.

"Eh, Xiangye, let's deal with your injuries quickly. Now you can write to the concubine. Qin Zihuai turned his head to look at Luo Hansheng. That's what it means to take him away.

Jiu Niangzi glanced at the injuries on Luo Hansheng's body, and it looked quite serious. She didn't dare to be alone with Qin Zihuai at this time. She was afraid that she couldn't help but say something she shouldn't have said. She didn't dare to tell Qin Zihuai what she wanted. She was a little scared, afraid that Qin Zihuai would tell her that he didn't mean anything to her.

So Jiu Niangzi made an excuse and said that she was going to dispense medicine and left. Only after that, someone was sent to bring the medicine, but he never showed up again.

News of the battle soon reached the palace as well. Ruoyan only felt that the six gods had no owner after learning that Luo Hansheng was injured, so he hurriedly asked someone to find a way to send some medicine, and how about inquiring about Luo Hansheng's injury? Hit or not? Where is the injury?

But how could her actions escape Li Yizhe's eyes. Li Yizhe originally turned one eye open and closed one eye, but he couldn't help but look at Ruoyan caring about Luo Hansheng like this, and became jealous. At noon, after getting off the court, he went to Jiaofang Palace to find Ruoyan. When I came, I had a cold face, so I wasn't scary.

Ruoyan was also a little surprised when he saw him.

"Why is Your Majesty here? With such a bad face, is there something bothering? Ruoyan also pretended to be confused at this time.

"Why am I upset, don't you know? You care so much about Luo Hansheng? He was wounded, not dead. You're so nervous about him. Have you taken my feelings into account? ”

All kinds of red dust, step by step dreams linger. The lonely shadow of the light hung once returned to the red leaves. The green mountains are short, the night is sleepless, where is the clear water? Sorrow is also tasteless. Long-sleeved dance autumn wind, wind and moon meeting. It's a cold day again, and it's hard to chase memories.

Several degrees of cold, the pulse of the evening wind blows. Lonely and cold sandbar, prosperous with flowing water. The reeds are short, the geese don't return, where are the people? The month is also profitable. Pair the cup to the blue sky and draw the eyebrows. When it is time to be lovesick and lonely, when Lang returns.