"You don't know?" Ye Rin snorted coldly, the ghost only believed!

Leng Moyu shook his head very sincerely, he sat up with a rub, and his silent and violent aura startled her.

She slipped and crashed into his arms.

In a hurry, she wanted to hold her body steady, and grabbed his shirt at once.

"Whoop" sounded......

It turned out to be pulled by her hands, and the man's chest was wide open.

The room was dimly lit, and as far as her eyes could see, she saw a long, hideous scar that had healed gradually.

She thought that it would be so fast that it should be the credit of the thousand-year-old ginseng.

She worked in vain, and in the end she was sucked into her body by him.

"On the one hand, he is teasing me in every way, and on the other hand, he is thinking about other men? Is this what you call liking and loyalty? Ye Rin Han grabbed her tiny chin with one hand.

The rough fingertips grinded against her delicate skin, like a hunter playing with his prey.

"Ling Bai remembered that it was a wild dog that Ling Bai once raised, and later betrayed Ling Bai, and bit Ling Bai back, and Ling Bai almost died because of it." Leng Moyu immediately said, "The reason why Ling Bai still called the name of the wild dog when he was in a coma, I look forward to the day when he can take revenge with his own hands." ”

Although the chance of seeing Zhao Mingxia again is very slim, in her heart, this revenge must be avenged.

She has always had a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, and she has revenge and revenge.

"Still not going to sleep?" The night was cold, and his voice was extremely cold, and he closed his eyes arrogantly and ignored her who pretended not to know.

He's in a bad mood right now, and he really wants to strangle her if he's paying attention!

"Yes!" Leng Moyu responded again, slipped faster than a rabbit, and returned to his small bed.

She hoped that the battle would be over soon, and she would return to Jinling City and never look at the cold face of the night again.

Following.

Bai Zhendong came into the tent to report: "Your Highness, our army is running out of grain and grass, and the imperial court has not sent grain for more than three days. Why are we the ones who lose our lives in war, and they are the ones who are blessed? ”

"This king will find a way." Ye Linhan sat in front of the atmospheric high-end desk, dressed up, and he looked even more domineering.

Bai Zhendong said again: "Your Highness, why don't we stop fighting, just like this class to return to the court, anyway, the military power is in our hands, are we afraid that those people in the court will not succeed?" ”

"Stand down!" Ye Rinhan just waved his hand.

Bai Zhendong had no choice but to leave with his fists clenched.

Leng Moyu woke up and heard their master and servant talking.

In fact, in the imperial court, the struggle between the powerful ministers and the military power holders has not stopped since ancient times.

"Your Highness, Ling Bai has a plan." She stepped out from behind the tent.

Ye Rin glanced at her lazily, and said casually, "Let's hear it." ”

"Burned the grain and grass of the enemy camp." Leng Moyu stared at him, "Since our grain and grass are in an emergency, why don't we keep their grain and grass?" In the end, the question is who has the stronger endurance! ”

Ye Linhan can see from her plan that soft Meng is just her umbrella, she has great ambitions and is thoughtful.

"It's a dangerous move!" The night cold said in a deep voice.

Leng Moyu talked eloquently: "Take risks, or control the opportunity to dominate the enemy." Then Ling Bai asked His Highness, can His Highness guarantee that the grain transporter of the imperial court will send grain and grass again? ”

The cold eyes of the night became extremely deep, and the big palm on the table was also clenched into a fist.

There is a strong enemy in front of him, but there is a lack of food and grass behind him.