After thinking about it for a long time, Cheng Beiwang couldn't help but ask Linfeng next to him: "Did I forget something important?" ”

Lin Feng said expressionlessly: "Cheng Dudu, the slave has already told you again, in order to express his pain, you should put on this white hairpin." ”

As he spoke, he handed over a plain white hairpin with two small flowers on it.

Pouting, Cheng Beiwang stretched out his hand to twist the hairpin, and said dissatisfiedly: "I always feel like I have suffered a loss, this is like Dai Xiao..."

"It's okay, I'll be with you." Zhao Fengnian glanced back at him and pointed to the plain white hairpin on his head.

Even Zhao Shizi actually wore it! Cheng Beiwang was speechless, looked at him, and inserted the hairpin into the bun above his head without regret. At the end, he asked Linfeng: "Where is your master?" ”

Lin Feng said: "Lying in the coffin, Yushu has already gone to feed." ”

Zhao Fengnian was stunned for a moment, and turned his head suddenly: "What did you say?" ”

Feeded? The dead still need to be fed? What are the special customs of Yandi?

Cheng Beiwang squinted at him for a while, then stretched out his hand to pull the person over, and said, "I think your grief and regret in the past two days are too realistic...... Do you think Song Jianjun is really dead? ”

"It's not really dead, can you fake it?" Zhao Fengnian's face was full of doubts: "Didn't you carry the coffin back the day before yesterday?" He also informed the army that all the white flags were hung, and they wept inside and out. ”

Digging out his ears, Cheng Beiwang looked at him: "When the generals were discussing the night before yesterday... Zhao Shizi didn't come? ”

Zhao Fengnian nodded, he didn't like to look at the coffin, so the coffin was parked in the tent, how dare he go? I stole a spare time to let people inquire about Song Ruixue's whereabouts. Anyway, he is the commander of the Zhao army, and the Yan army is in a meeting, so it should... You don't have to go.

Cheng Beiwang covered his eyes, laughed out loud, and dragged him back to Yanzhao's camp.

"No, no, no!" Zhao Fengnian shook his head vigorously when he saw the big tent in the middle: "I won't go, if you have something to say, just say it outside!" ”

Ignoring him, Cheng Beiwang dragged people to the tent, and saw that Zhao Fengnian was struggling hard, and called Linfeng together, left and right, and pushed Zhao Shizi alive.

The agarwood coffin stopped in the center of the tent, the coffin lid was half open, Song Liangchen sat up, writing the deployment in his hand, and the Yushu next to him was holding the meal, feeding it to him one bite at a time.

Zhao Fengnian looked stupid.

"Zhao Shizi is here?" Song Liangchen looked at him and said, "I was thinking that there seemed to be someone missing around that day, but it turned out that you didn't come." Come, just in time to hand over the last few days to you. ”

"......" pinched himself secretly, feeling very painful, and Zhao Fengnian knew that this was not a dream. His grandmother's, Song Liangchen is not dead? Still sitting in a coffin eating? The murderer Yushu is still feeding on the side?

None of the people in the Song family are normal!

Hesitantly, he rubbed over, stretched out his hand and poked Song Liangchen's face, feeling that it was warm, he let out a sigh of relief, and reached out to take the white hairpin on his head: "What about you?!" ”

Song Liangchen looked at him inexplicably: "Why did I get you?" When I came back that night, I informed all the generals to come, and said that I would lie in the coffin for a few days to let the enemy relax. You didn't come, do you blame me? ”

"You...... What a cunning! Zhao Fengnian was annoyed, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it was great that this person was not dead, and he was still worried that he would not be able to cross the river with his ability alone. With him, he can put half of his heart back.

Yandi Shizi, sure enough, is still very calm and reliable, and he is extremely shameless.

Stretching out his hand and pointing at the jade tree next to him, he asked, "Isn't this man going to assassinate you?" ”

Yushu paused and looked up at him: "Zhao Shizi, the slave has been loyal to the prince and the prince for ten years. ”

He did make a deal with Song Liangye to kill the prince for him. However, this idea was come up by the prince himself, let him test Song Liangye, as soon as the latter agreed, the lord raised his vigilance, planned the plan, and deployed Hengcheng and Guancheng by the way.

Song Liangye must not have expected that as early as when he was sent out to look at the sword many years ago, the master would be eyeing him, and every move over the years was all in his eyes, and he was silent.

And what made Yushu even more admired was that the master knew that Song Liangye was plotting against him early in the morning, but when he lost too much blood and was critically ill, he still fed him his own blood. From that time on, Yushu felt that loyalty to the prince was more willing than loyalty to the prince.

His dagger would never be directed towards the Son, not even at himself.

Zhao Fengnian frowned and looked at him, thought for a while, and decided to ask Song Liangchen directly: "Is he reliable?" ”

Song Liangchen smiled: "Reliable, more reliable than me." ”

Yushu was stunned for a moment, his black face was slightly red, and he pinched the bowl and scratched his head.

"Okay." Zhao Fengnian stretched out his hand and took the thing he wrote in his hand and looked at it: "What do you want me to do?" ”

Song Liangchen said: "According to what is written above, I pretended to be you and took people across the Liluo River, so you disguised yourself and took three thousand elites to go around the city to find Ruixue." ”

Zhao Fengnian was stunned for a moment, thinking of Song Ruixue, and was slightly displeased: "You want me to meet her?" ”

"Don't you want to?" Song Liangchen raised his eyebrows and bluntly pierced him.

"I... When did you say you wanted to see her? Zhao Fengnian pursed her lips: "Her pungent temperament, I'm afraid she will come up and fight with me when she looks at me." ”

"Life and death, she won't be so idle to fight with you." Song Liangchen smiled: "What's more, seeing you now, she may have no sorrow or joy, just as you are Zhao Shizi." ”

Zhao Fengnian's face darkened, pinched the pieces of paper and was silent for a while, before he said: "I know, the soldiers are fast, then I will go to order the soldiers first." ”

Song Liangchen nodded, watched him go out, and looked at Cheng Beiwang next to him: "How is Li Cheng over there?" ”

Cheng Beiwang said: "The whole world celebrates, it's really a time to relax, and I'm going to wait for the water level to be lower, and then cross the river." ”

"Okay." Song Liangchen smiled: "Then give the order to go down, let's cross the river tonight." ”

Tonight? Cheng Beiwang was speechless, went out and asked the military advisor, and the military advisor said bluntly: "There is no wind and no rain tonight, so it is naturally a good time to cross the river." ”

Well, all that said, then cross the river. Cheng Beiwang shrugged his shoulders and went down to give orders.

At the moment of Shen Shi, Shen Meijing woke up, looked at Song Liangye sitting in the room, and said with a big tongue: "I dreamed." ”

Song Liangye looked up at her: "What kind of dream?" ”

She dreamed that Song Liangye led people across the river and annihilated all Yan Zhao's army in the past.

Of course, it was impossible for her to tell the truth.

"I dreamed that the Yan army was crossing the river." Stretching out his hand to cover his head, Meijing said: "No, I have to go out and have a look, I also dreamed last time, and I dreamed that Liangchen died." ”

Song Liangye was stunned for a moment, put down the things in his hand, grabbed her who wanted to run out, thought for a while, and said, "I'll go with you." ”

"Okay."

He's afraid of what tricks she's playing, right? She does have a trick to play, so it's up to him to be fooled.

Meijing hurriedly walked out, causing Song Liang to stumble in the night. When they arrived at the gate of the city, they were amazed.

Wan Li frowned: "Second Master, why are you here?" ”

Meijing said with a big tongue: "The Yan army wants to cross the river." ”

"Oh?" Wan Li frowned, and immediately looked at the river vigilantly, there was not a single boat, who was going to cross the river?

"Where's the news?" He asked.

A face full of innocent expressions, the beautiful scenery gestured: "I dreamed of it! It's true! You will not be wrong to be on your guard at night. ”

Wan Li: "......"

This is ridiculous! A woman's dream actually asks them to strengthen their vigilance? Is Song Liangye too fond of her?

Second Master Song, who was standing behind him, also had a little ugly on his face, staring at the beautiful scenery and said: "Don't mess around, there are established arrangements for military deployment, and it is impossible to change because of your dreams." ”

Meijing frowned, her eyes were full of grievances, and in front of so many soldiers up and down the city tower, she shook Song Liangye's hand and coquettishly: "You listen to me, that's right." ”

Squinting her eyes, Song Liangye approached her and whispered in her ear: "Put away all the small means, I won't eat this set." The Yan army has no leader, it is impossible to cross the river tonight, and the collective vigil is just a waste of troops. The army should rest well, and tomorrow will have the strength to cross the river. ”

is obviously disgusted with him, but suddenly coquettish. There must be demons, Shen Meijing is planning to let him consume the soldier's physical strength in vain, so that the other side can take advantage of it?

This woman really underestimated him.

Pouting, Meijing let go of his hand and stood on the edge of the city wall as if angry, looking down.

The water in the ravines was still stored, and the wooden stakes halfway up the walls were covered with thorns, which were also used to protect the city.

"Gone, back." Song Liangye said to her: "Accompany you out, you should also feel at ease." ”

A trip to the city wall is just to make this woman feel at ease? Wan Li's face became even more ugly, and he looked at Song Liangye, and stopped talking. It's useless to say it, this man doesn't like to listen to people.

That's it, they know that this woman is a curse, just guard against it.

Jingjing obediently followed him, looked at the city wall, and turned back three times in one step. Seeing their figures disappear, Wan Li said angrily: "Everyone has a good rest tonight, just leave the two of them as sentinels." ”

"Yes!" The people guarding the city gate responded one after another, and they all despised the princess in their hearts, and they must have a good night's sleep.

When I went back to the yard, I didn't say much about the beautiful scenery, waited for dinner, and went to bed obediently.

This sleep was awakened again.

"I ......"

"If you say that you dream of them crossing the river, I won't pay attention to you." Song Liangye slept on the soft couch in the outer room, and said lightly: "Women should do what women can do, don't try to meddle on the battlefield, this is a man's territory, you can't do anything." ”

Pouting, the beautiful scenery is not to be said, turn over and continue to sleep.

The soldier who kept vigil yawned, looked at the calm Liluo River, leaned against the wall and said to another soldier, "Look at it for a while, I'll take a rest." ”

The soldier next to him answered in a daze.

The walls were filled with smoke, and someone lit a bunch of things, and in the name of a fire, fanned the smoke around.