Lan Zhijun laughed.

In Aquili's eyes, the purpose of a woman is very narrow.

Either it is used for one's own pleasure or to have children, or it is to marry another tribe as a means or bargaining chip for marriage.

Seeing Lan Zhijun suddenly, Aquili suddenly realized something-after all, on the side of the Zhou people, women's ways of playing are diverse, although he can't understand the fun at all, but Chen Shubai in front of him is a native of Zhou after all.

It's part of his preference.

Aquili didn't ask much, and Lan Zhijun didn't bother to explain, and the two walked outside the tent together to eat in Aquili's tent.

Aquili showed unprecedented enthusiasm to Lan Zhijun, and Lan Zhijun fully understood his intentions - a few days further north, he would soon reach the Luer River, and after crossing the Luer River, it would be the capital of the Jin Kingdom.

Arslan was far more than just Aquili's son, and Aquili was the bravest and simple-minded of all the sons, and he needed a counselor like himself so badly.

If it weren't for that, Lan Zhijun wouldn't have chosen him.

Sure enough, after entering the account, Aquili sincerely opened his heart to Lan Zhijun and asked to marry him as "Fu Xiao" - the meaning of the righteous knot Jin Lan among the Jin people.

Lan Zhijun gladly complied, and after the rebellion, Aquili further shared more and more private messages with him.

This ambition to covet the throne is the same whether it is in Zhou Zaijin.

After finishing speaking, Aquili was a little cramped, and seemed to want to stop talking, Lan Zhijun asked why, Aquili smiled, "I know that you Zhou people pay attention to joy and anger, but I still want you to tell me what you have in mind, and I am also willing to tell you what you think in your heart, I never play a game of guessing with others." ”

Lan Zhijun lowered her eyes, "Maybe Your Highness should change this temper." ”

"Huh?"

"It is not necessary to be able to guess the deep meaning of others," Lan Zhijun said softly, "If Your Highness can hold back what you think in your heart, don't think about anything and say it...... Many things will be easier to do than they are now. ”

Aquili is as good as a stream.

Before parting, he personally sent Lan Zhijun back, and saw a few Zhou people working on the way, and Aquili suddenly seemed to remember something.

"By the way, I don't know if Chen has received any news here, since the army withdrew from the border of the Zhou Kingdom, there have been people following us—ah, it's not us," Aquili felt the ambiguity in his words, "Several tribes that returned later than us have been harassed during the night. ”

Lan Zhijun looked at him, "What kind of harassment?" Assassination? ”

"It's not that serious, I heard that the final loss was the burning of a tent of grain and grass. Several of the slaves in those tribes had met with this group of people, saying that they were all Zhou. Aquili narrowed his eyes, "In less than two months, there are four tribes with a total of more than a dozen legions, all of which have said that they have suffered the losses of this group of people, and I am worried about ......."

Lan Zhijun frowned and thought for a while, "There are many such civilians in the north, maybe they think that Dajin is declining today, so they have the idea of tailing." ”

"What do you think the military advisor should do now?"

"Your Highness will also spread the news back to the national capital." Lan Zhijun said softly, "There has been no accident, maybe it's because these people haven't met their target...... His Royal Highness is a noble person, and he should strengthen his vigilance these days, and he must remind the sect master in the national capital to be careful in the near future. ”

"Good!"

……

At night, Bai Ling came to Lan Zhijun's tent on time.

This time neither of them was talking nonsense, as if nothing had happened yesterday, and there was only the sound of two people falling under the candlelight.

Bai Ling's eyes were a little puffy, and the corners of her eyes were a little red, and she looked even haggard than yesterday, but her chess style was still as fierce as ever, with a certain airtight oppression and ruthlessness.

Lan Zhijun looked at Bai Ling, perhaps this was one of the things he found interesting about this person.

He remembered that when he was in Lanzihao, he had read the transcripts of Bai Ling's conversations in the consultation room many times.

Bai Ling, who was in that room, was obviously someone else...... A vessel ready to take on the pain of others, a sharp but measured blade, or rather, a mirror.

Yes, mirror, that seems to be a more apt description......

Most of the people who walked out of the consultation room never saw herself, but they saw her reflection in her eyes.

This may also be the reason why those people love Bai Ling so much, they like themselves here in Bai Ling, so Aiwu and Wudi feel that Bai Ling is probably also a person to love.

However, this is clearly not the case......

If these people had seen Bai Ling's methods, and seen her embarrassment and weakness, this affection would probably collapse immediately, because ......

The sound of chess pieces tapping on the board sounded.

Lan Zhijun looked at Bai Ling, who was staring at her coldly.

Bai Ling said, "Your moves just now were too sub-standard and distracted? ”

Lan Zhijun's attention returned to the chessboard.

However, he suddenly felt that the battle between the square inches was boring, and he wanted to know more than this, if Bai Ling also looked at him, what kind of image of himself would be reflected in her eyes.

"You asked me yesterday why you suddenly wanted to play chess again...... Lan Zhijun lowered her eyes, "This answer is not that I can't tell you." ”

Bai Ling laughed, "I already understand. ”

"Oh?" Lan Zhijun fell into a position, "Why is it?" ”

There was a brief silence.

After a few more hands, Bai Ling stopped what he was doing, and his hands were clenched into fists again, flat on his knees.

Lan Zhijun looked at the chessboard and suddenly realized that he had lost, he laughed and gently threw the white zi pinched on his fingertips into the chess basket.

"I lost."

“…… In fact, many people have a misconception. Bai looked at the chessboard, as if he was talking to himself, "It seems that there are really that kind of evil people in the world, who are bad from head to toe, from inside to outside, they have no humanity, no morality, no regrets, and no sadness......

"Because it makes it easier to judge right and wrong, and it makes judgment less painful."

Bai Ling said, and began to collect the pieces on the chessboard into the basket.

"But that may not be the case......

"Most of the evildoers, although not good, are not bad to that extent...... If you are always out of step with your surroundings, you will feel lonely...... And it is normal for lonely people to miss the old days. ”

Lan Zhijun looked at Bai Ling and laughed a little mockingly, "Are you talking about me, or are you talking about yourself?" ”

"What about Sister Fengqi, what about those who disappeared from the Lan number with you at the beginning?" Bai Ling looked at Lan Zhijun, "We have been playing chess for so long, why do we ...... I don't see any of these people? ”