Chapter Ninety-Five: Is It Just a Military Division?
Zi Yu did not answer Yemu, but walked up to the command platform. When the commander gave the order to stop, he saw that the soldiers below had stopped. Seeing that Zi Yu was standing on the command platform, with a little panic and excitement, they all knelt down, "See the princess." The volume of such a crowd shouting was shocking.
The purple belt and the light purple light gauze waving, the breeze is light, but there is a heroic feeling. Yemu looked at it below, and she used to think that red was the most suitable color for her, but now she thinks that purple can look so good, and she doesn't know what other colors of clothes will look like.
"Get up." There was a soft smile on the corner of Ziyu's mouth, she has always been gentle to soldiers. Originally, she was exempted from the soldiers' courtesy, but all this aspect was ignored by all the soldiers.
The soldiers stood up and looked at Zi Yu on the command platform, "Her Royal Highness Princess Xie." β
Yemu watched below, so neatly and uniformly, I'm afraid it won't be a day's work.
"The military advisor is old, and His Majesty's grace allows him to return to his hometown in old age. Your Majesty also took into account the situation in the army, and for this reason, today I hereby issued a holy decree to make Mr. Muye a new military advisor, and from today, join our army. Ziyu's voice was not loud or small, and he was indeed magnificent.
No one in the audience was talking, but stood solemnly. "Yes!"
Zi Yu nodded at Yemu under the stage, Yemu smiled, watched her go all the way to the command platform, looked at the soldiers below, and smiled. "Ladies and gentlemen, I am your new military advisor, and I hope you will give me more advice in the future."
No one in the audience made a sound, and Yemu looked at the soldiers below, and this gaze did not look friendly. Yemu leaned close to Ziyu's ear, "How do I feel that these people are hostile to me." When Yemu spoke, the heat that came out made Zi Yu feel excited, but fortunately he didn't jump away in a panic, but just calmly took a step to the side.
It's just that the eyes of the soldiers below seem to be even more vicious.
Zi Yu looked at the soldiers below and shook his head helplessly, "These people are stationed in the capital, and it won't take a few hours for the news of the capital to reach here." β
Yemu smiled meaningfully, but understood what Zi Yu meant.
"What the princess means is that they already know that I am a colt. No wonder they looked at me with such a vicious gaze. But also, a personable and good-looking suddenly appeared to marry their beautiful princess, who could bear it. Yemu said, and put on a sympathetic look, looking at the soldiers below.
Zi Yu looked at Yemu's expression, but felt that he was really underbeaten, but it was not good to attack here. "Strategist, please be careful."
"Yes." After speaking, he quietly moved away a little. "It's just a princess, if your soldiers are so hostile to me, I'm afraid there will be trouble on the battlefield in the future."
"The military advisor said seriously, my soldiers will not disobey orders on the battlefield for these private matters. Besides, if the military advisor does not have the ability to convince my soldiers, he can't blame my soldiers. Zi Yu looked at the soldiers underground with a smile on his face, and the words he said to Yemu were cold. Yemu wondered if it was like this when he was in Lethe before, this time he came to the mortal world, and his temperament had changed.
Because of the clothes, today's veil has also been changed to a light purple one, which adds a bit of mystery.
"Princess, please rest assured, if you can't convince the soldiers, I'm afraid that if you marry the princess at that time, there will be some trouble." Yemu smiled a little more presumptuously, looking at the people underground, a plan naturally sprouted in his heart.
Zi Yu took a deep breath and nodded to the commander on the side, "Let's continue training." β
"Yes."
Zi Yu turned around and walked to Yemu's side, "I'll talk to you about the affairs of the army, and then, I'll take you around." β
"Okay." Yemu followed Ziyu's footsteps and walked side by side with her.
When I got to the room, there were only a few people in charge of cleaning, and the decoration in this room was very simple.
Yemu walked around and looked around, there were only some military advisors, and some flowers and plants. He looked back at Ziyu, smiled, walked to her side and sat down. Zi Yu made him a pot of tea, "The military advisor seems to be very interested in the decoration of this room. β
"The dΓ©cor of this room is quite simple, but it looks like the taste of a marcher." Yemu took a sip of the tea, took it in his hand and shook it, "Even this tea." β
Zi Yu looked at it, picked it up and took a sip, then put it down, glanced at Yemu, I don't know if he was a little nervous, "Drinking tea, I like to be bitter." β
Yemu couldn't help laughing, looking at Ziyu, for some reason looking at her cold appearance now, but feeling her cute tightness. Zi Yu turned his head to look at him, with a faint flush on his face. His brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked a little puffed. "What are you laughing at!" Nightwood couldn't help but reach out and touch her hand. Zi Yu naturally didn't expect such a show, but he was stunned to take advantage of him. "You!"
"The princess who likes to eat glutinous rice balls, red bean soup and millet cakes, but she likes bitterness when she drinks tea, and the princess also has contradictions." Yemu looked at Ziyu's expression, and slowly rubbed the light yarn with one hand.
"Do you have any comments?"
"Don't dare." Saying this, Yemu bowed his head and made a well-behaved appearance.
Ziyu stood up, walked to the bookshelf on the side, and quickly pulled out a few volumes. After looking at the scroll in his hand for a while, he came to the table and sat down on his knees. She took a deep breath, and was about to open it when she was grabbed by the wrist by Nightwood.
Nightwood looked at her and smiled, "There's no need for the princess to force herself to do something she doesn't really want to do. Zi Yu just wanted to refute, but the moment he saw Yemu's gaze, he felt that his heart was beaten. He, how could it be.
"I didn't." I still couldn't help but quibble.
Yemu smiled, looking very gentle. It feels like everyone will take off all their disguises under his gaze. He looked at her, the strength in his hand was not great, but it made her feel a thousand pounds. "It has only been less than two days since I first met the princess. Even if I am the princess's destiny and hold the same wind chimes, it is just that a person like me may not be credible. β
Who said that the people who are destined by heaven must be good people.
The person who is determined by heaven is just talking about fate, but fate does not mean that this person is good or bad. She was suspicious of him, he didn't feel anything, it was normal. He didn't want her to force herself to do what she didn't want to do.
Yemu's voice was very soft, "You don't have to show me now, when you really trust me one day, it's too late to show me again." β
Zi Yu didn't move, just locked his eyes on the scroll. "But you're a military advisor."
"What's wrong with the military advisor?" Yemu let go of the hand that was holding Ziyu and stretched his waist, "Then you are still a princess, not to mention, if it is peaceful today, I will know later that it should not be a big deal." β
"To put it lightly, as a military advisor, how can you say such a thing." Zi Yu frowned slightly, looked at him, and looked serious.
Nightwood laughed, but his smile stiffened a lot. "Zixuan, is it important to you to be a military advisor?"
Ziyu looked at Yemu's expression, and there was a little more doubt between his eyebrows. "What are you talking about?"
Yemu stood up, walked to the door and stood for a while, then walked back quickly, looked at Ziyu, and just wanted to say something, but when it came to his mouth, he still couldn't say it. I can only beat my chest at myself, and I can't lose my temper at her.
Zi Yu looked at Yemu's strange behavior, but he was even more puzzled. Yemu simply sat down beside Zi Yu and looked into Zi Yu's eyes, "What do you think of me?" β
"What do you think?"
Sometimes, yes, I want to strangle this little fool. Why can it be so agile in other aspects, but so sluggish in this regard? "That is, what kind of person do you think I am, and how do you feel about me?"
"You?" Zi Yu looked at Yemu and looked at it carefully, "When I first saw you, I felt that you were a noble son who was powerless. Then, I feel that you are a teacher of the Xianmen, and you may be a bit of an unworldly person. Then I think you're a scoundrel, a shameless person. β
Zi Yu's words were sonorous and powerful, but it made Yemu feel that there was no room for refutation. So, in her cognition, his role is not better.
"Then did you ever think about what the Chosen One was like?"
Zi Yu was honestly tightened and nodded, "Naturally, I thought about it, I thought that it might be a general who fought on the battlefield, although the possibility is a little vulgar, but it should also be a straightforward person." Later, I thought that he might be a literati, scholar, elegant person, and a gentleman. Of course, it may also be a chivalrous man, who acts chivalrous and travels the rivers and lakes. When Ziyu spoke, his eyes flashed with a little hope.
Nightwood looked into her eyes, and there was a slight bitterness in his smile, "So, I don't meet all your expectations, do I?" β
So, my appearance has disappointed you, haven't you?
Zi Yu looked at Yemu's eyes, and felt that his eyes were gradually losing the happiness they had at the beginning. "What the hell are you trying to say? You're weird today. β
Today, he is particularly anxious at all.
Yemu seemed to be deflated, and sat down beside Ziyu, "It's nothing, I'm sorry, I don't have too many emotions today." β
She lost her previous memories and naturally didn't know who he was. Now he is persecuting her, because he is too eager for quick success.