Birds are circling, and it is difficult to cross the mountain.

The silence was broken by the beacon fire in the middle of the night, and the full sky of fire was reflected brightly in the Shujiang River, as if to burn the endless sky out of a hole.

A soldier followed the team with a military bag on his back, rubbed his somewhat sleepy eyebrows, and muttered to the veteran beside him: "Brother, what's the matter, I was still sweating like rain in normal training in the afternoon, why did I suddenly gather troops to fight now?" ”

"I heard that King Jingyang has found someone!"

"Huh? Is that the big guy in the station? ”

"Isn't it a big shot, do you know who it is?"

"Who?"

"Who came from Guanshan County half a month ago?"

"Prime Minister!"

The veteran smiled and patted the stunned soldier: "Concentrate and save our father!" ”

"Yes!"

The army of Yu is neatly dressed and ready for battle! Along the way, travel lightly and quickly, wading through the river.

As soon as they found a resisting soldier, they killed them on the spot and continued to advance.

The sound of fighting and screaming were mixed with the firelight, like a tempered sword, piercing everyone's heart.

Many of the soldiers were woken up by the roar from their beds, and before they could react, they were forced into a mess by the sudden enemy and fled in all directions.

Soon, the deputy general of the Yu army led people to outflank the enemy's main account.

Dawn broke, and a triumphant trumpet announced the victory of the raid.

Jin's face was covered with dust, and he was picked by Qin Qing and fell to the ground, his face was scarred by a scuffle, blue and red, and everyone was in front of him, and Jinlu was a little embarrassed. But he felt more of a shock.

Why did the always peaceful Yu Kingdom suddenly start a war, and with such speed and combat effectiveness, it collapsed the Shu Kingdom in one fell swoop.

When Jin Zhen looked up, he saw the myth of the Yu army coming step by step.

It's him.

Junzi Yun wore a white robe, heroic, and walked over calmly. Along the way, the flag was broken and the tent was broken, and the unextinguished fire was attached to the broken camp tent, releasing turbid smoke while lingering.

Jun Ziyun glanced at the brocade under his feet like a lost dog, and his clear voice swept through the dust and smoke: "Quickly search for the whereabouts of the prime minister!" ”

When Jin Zhen heard this, the fat body under the heavy armor actually shook, could it be that the person in the post house he attacked a few days ago turned out to be Yu Wuling, the famous prime minister of Yu Kingdom!

Thinking of the criminal law he used against that person, Jin Zhen couldn't help but feel frightened, no wonder the always peaceful gentleman Yun suddenly crossed the Shujiang River and sent troops against him.

"Lord Qiqi! All the camps have been searched, and there is no whereabouts of the Prime Minister! ”

"Huh?" Jun Ziyun set his eyes on Jin Rong's body, and his cold voice turned on again, "Can General Jin Rong give this king a reasonable explanation?" ”

"This ......" Jin Qi knew that he couldn't resist it, got up tremblingly, led Jun Ziyun and others into the main tent, rotated a wooden switch at the end of the bed, "boom", and after the dust settled, a passage appeared on the ground.

Qin Qing had a cold face and motioned for Jin Qi to walk in front to open the way.

Everyone followed into the tunnel, descending more than ten steps, and the secret passage began to widen, and there was a dungeon underneath.

Surrounded by hard, cold stone walls, several cells looked dull and dull in the faint candlelight, revealing a musty smell.

Everyone searched for a while, and Jin Qi raised his hand and pointed inside.

"It's the prime minister!" Someone exclaimed from inside.

While everyone was searching, Jin Yu took advantage of the fact that others were attracted by the call and fled into a narrow lane.

"Chase!"

Qin Qing immediately led people to track down Jinyi.

Jun Ziyun walked inside.

In the darker room, a vague figure was bound to the wall, arms tied to a wooden cross, hair hanging messily in front of him, no expression on his face.

The little soldier wanted to use the candle flame in his hand to light it, but was stopped by Jun Ziyun reaching out.

People who are so proud must not want others to see the embarrassment they are looking at now.

"You guys go out first, inform the prime minister's guards, the prime minister has found it and needs to be washed."

"Yes."

The soldier respectfully exited the cell, leaving Junziyun alone.

Walking in, Jun Ziyun heard the faint sound of breathing, and his heart was happy: "Prime Minister, can you still hear the voice of this king?" ”

"Well......" faint reply has exhausted Ye Fu's strength.

Ye Fu is not the Yu Wuling that everyone expects. It is also Yu Wuling.

From the beginning of Ye Fu's consciousness, he felt the piercing pain all over his body, and he was tormented back and forth like a fire.

I don't know how long it took, she was savagely poured water and porridge soup, and she couldn't understand what those people said to her, they were all extremely vicious.

She didn't understand, and the other party was impatient, and he didn't know how many whips were thrown at her.

Why did he suddenly get to this situation, at first he was drowned in pain, Ye Fu could still hypnotize himself. Later, the pain also became numb, and there was a panic all over the world. This is by no means her comfortable bedroom, safe and secure in the 21st century.

Sometimes, he even hoped that the person who beat her would be ruthless and directly kill her. It's not bad to be asleep, but no matter how long she has been asleep, as soon as she wakes up, she will feel countless kinds of pain raging on her body.

Finally, he was awakened again.

"Who?" Ye Fu's voice was weak and almost inaudible.

But the gentle inquiry above the head is really like salvation, making people want to get close. It's a pity that Ye Fu doesn't have the strength to open his eyes.

Until the man untied his hands, hugged him in his arms, and sorted out the messy hair on his face, Ye Fu was still frowning.

I was so tired that I heard the man's apologetic voice whisper in his ear, "I made the Prime Minister suffer." ”

Prime Minister? Ye Fu smiled in a trance, she was still dreaming.

The victory of the Shujiang River, everyone only knew that the prince of Jingyang led the army, and beat the brocade in one night, and there were rumors that the king of Jingyang, who had not been in the war for a long time, brought back a beauty from the military tent. Many conjectures have been told in this way.

It was rumored to be lively in Guanshan County for half a month, and everyone was a little curious about the beauty who never showed up. However, curiosity is curiosity, after the Battle of Shujiang, Jin Yuan returned to China and was demoted, and the emperor of Shuguo sent envoys to negotiate peace.

Junzi Yun ordered the deputy general Qin Qing to continue to guard the Shujiang River to deter the Shuan Kingdom, and he returned to the mansion of Guanshan County with the seriously injured "Yu Wuling".

Jingyang Palace.

It seemed to be another nightmare, no pain, no sound, and the air seemed to freeze.

The surroundings were like ancient battlefields, surrounded by flames and beacons, swords and guns, but there was no sound in silence.

The whole battlefield seems to be stationary, only Ye Fu can move.

Ye Fu suddenly saw a horse appear in front of him, and immediately the man in the white robe hunting, sassy and heroic, a spear in his hand stabbed towards Ye Fu, and said in a loud voice: "Why did you lie to the king?" ”

The sharp silver spear suddenly pierced into the chest, the warm blood gushed out, and Ye Fu felt a sharp pain and woke up suddenly.

There was a person sitting next to the bed, who seemed to be frightened by Ye Fu's movements, only to see Ye Fu covering his chest with one hand, holding his placket with the other, and his poignant and hoarse voice seemed to explain: "I didn't lie to you!" ”

Jun Ziyun looked at the injury in Ye Fu's eyes, as well as the remaining bruises on the thin little face, and couldn't help but blame himself in his heart: "The prime minister is having a nightmare?" ”

"I ......" Ye Fu looked at the gentle man in front of him, and the handsome face was almost the same as the person in the dream just now. How could someone she had never seen appear so ferociously in her dreams?

"I'm fine." Ye Fu hurriedly retracted his hand and retracted the wooden bed with a trembling body, his eyes full of defense.

Jun Ziyun looked at her frightened appearance, carefully pulled up the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed and comforted softly.

"Lie down for a while, sleep for a while when you're tired, don't be afraid, this king will always accompany the prime minister."

Ye Fu looked at the gradually blurred figure in front of him, and fell asleep again.