At this time, Feng Wei had already taken off the complicated phoenix robe and the hairpin ring on his head, and stood barefoot on the Taishi chair, holding a banana fan in his hand, fanning frantically, it was really hot.

Zhao Gong and Xiaomei were holding water, and the other was waiting on both sides with fruit bowls, and the more than 200,000 soldiers behind them sat on the ground to rest, and some bold soldiers looked straight at their bewitching majesty, how strange did this scene look...

This is the scene that Murong Che saw when he came.

Seeing Feng Wei standing on the Taishi chair in such thin clothes without image and showing off his might, the anger he suppressed rose again.

Feng Wei stood tall and saw far away, and saw Murong Che with a black face from afar, she stopped fanning the wind, pointed at the banana fan from afar, and shouted loudly: "If you don't come again, Aunt Ben will die of heat here." ”

Although Murong Che had a dark face and infinite anger in his heart, he still hurried to Ma Chaofeng Wei.

He sat on the horse, looked at Feng Wei condescendingly, and said compassionately: "Queen Dayong is really informal, regardless of her image. Without saying a word, the spear picked up the phoenix robe in Zhao Gong's hand, and threw it at Feng Wei.

Feng Wei didn't expect Murong Che to make such a move, he was stunned for a moment, and then pulled his clothes with both hands to show his head: "What are you doing?" Looking for death? ”

"Hmph, it's you who is looking for death, a female streamer, you dare to come to Rouran here, and you still want to get a piece of the pie with me? Aren't you daydreaming? ”

Feng Wei snorted coldly, threw the phoenix robe in his hand to Zhao Gong, and held his head high: "I just want a piece of the pie, what can you do with me?" Then you don't fight, it's my turn. ”

Murong frowned and looked at the phoenix robe in Zhao Gong's hand, picked up the spear, and threw it back to Feng Wei.

Feng Wei is also full of black lines, today's Xiqi Emperor is a little wrong, why can't he get along with her phoenix robe?

"You have to put on your clothes to be qualified to negotiate with me." Murong Che said expressionlessly.

"I'm hot."

"Put it on when it's hot."

"......" Feng Wei rolled his eyes, not bothering with this cautious Xiqi Emperor, but he had to admit in his heart, why did this little emperor become more and more cute?

casually draped the phoenix robe on his body, raised his eyebrows and looked at the Xiqi Emperor sitting on the horse with a bewitching smile, and continued the topic just now: "Next, your Xiqi army can rest, and I will lead the troops to fight in the later battle." ”

She said it with an awe-inspiring attitude, and such a dominant tone infected all the soldiers of Dayong.

The soldiers behind her are also powerful enough. As soon as Feng Wei's words fell, the deafening slogan shouted: "Crusade against Rouran, crusade against Rouran, crusade against Rouran." ”

Such a heroic soldier's affection shocked Murong Che slightly, and a sense of pride and pride rose in his heart for no reason, and after reacting, he spit on himself in his heart, and the heroism of the enemy was his own business.

At night, Murong Zixian looked at the other side of the camp, his eyes were full of inexplicability, and his face was confused.

Why did his idol brother agree to cooperate with Feng Wei's woman? How could he let out the country that he had worked so hard to fight like this? Not only that, but to keep the enemy so close to you?

He couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't figure it out, even though he stared at the other party's camp for most of the night, he still couldn't figure it out. He gritted his teeth and stood up and ran to the main tent.

"See Brother Huang."

"Well, get up, why don't you go to rest so late?"

"Hmph, my brother can't sleep."

Murong Che put down the map in his hand, looked up at Murong Zixian, and said, "Why? ”

Murong Zixian looked at his imperial brother fixedly, and did not speak, as if he had seen a hole in his imperial brother.

Murong Che was a little embarrassed by him, and he touched his nose. In fact, if it weren't for military politics, he would still be a good brother who is as gentle as jade.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Brother Huang, my brother doesn't understand, why did you agree with Feng Wei to set up camp around us?"

Murong Che was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting him to ask such a question. He thought for a moment, organized the wording, and said, "This is the only place in the vicinity that is suitable for camping. ”

"That doesn't allow them to come so close to us, they are our enemies. In case one of Feng Wei's tendons is wrong, and something happens in the middle of the night, wouldn't we..."

"Don't worry, she won't."

"Why is the royal brother so sure that she won't?"

Murong Che choked for a moment, he didn't dare to be sure, the last time he burned grain and grass, the shadow in his heart was still there, how dare he be sure? The last time he said that he would only burn a little grain and grass, he actually believed it, but it almost wiped out his entire army, and now......

"Ahem...," Murong Che coughed unnaturally, "Strengthening security is." ”

"Putting the enemy under your nose is not your style, brother emperor."

"Oh? What is my style? Murong Che was a little helpless about this emperor, and even he couldn't understand why he agreed to Feng Wei's unreasonable requests, how to explain it to him?

Seeing the helplessness in Murong Che's eyes and the tenderness hidden in his eyes, Murong Zixian was really shocked.

He said tentatively: "Brother Chen heard that Feng Wei's Zhengjun looks like a fairy, and he has both ability and political integrity, but I don't know how to compare with the imperial brother?" Have you ever seen the royal brother? ”

After speaking, Murong Zixian looked at Murong Che's eyes fixedly, trying to find a clue, and sure enough, as soon as Murong Che heard Feng Wei's Zhengjun, the jealousy and unwillingness that flashed in his eyes all fell into Murong Zixian's eyes.

Murong Zixian lowered his head and secretly scolded Feng Wei in his heart, damn woman, when did she take away his imperial brother's soul? It's okay if she knows the current affairs and automatically sends it to the door, but if she lets his royal brother go to Dayong...... Then she should be ready to die.

"Brother Huang is like this, the stunning beauty can't even keep Feng Wei's heart, she is lustful and mediocre all day long, and she doesn't do her job......" crackled and said a bunch of bad things about Feng Wei, although it was the truth, but it was like a needle prick in Murong Che's ears.

Murong Che pressed his chest and waved his hand to Murong Zixian: "You go down, it's getting late, rest early." ”

Murong Zixian didn't expect that he would speak with a dry mouth, but in exchange for Murong Che's words, this is different from the result he wanted...

He also wanted to work hard to make the imperial brother break off Feng Wei's thoughts, but when he saw the injury in Murong Che's eyes, he was very complicated in his heart, and it was difficult to continue: "Brother Chen's retirement, and the imperial brother should rest early." ”

Murong Zixian came out of the main account and saw that Dayong's side was still brightly lit, so he was angry, and ran to Dayong's camp again, but was stopped by Dayong's soldiers.

"Dare to stop this king, are you looking for death?"

The Dayong soldier's face did not change: "The general has an order, and no one is allowed to enter." Seeing that Murong Zixian's anger was about to explode, the soldier guarding the door added reluctantly: "Including Prince Xian and Emperor Xiqi." ”