Chapter Thirty-Three: Strategies for Fighting Again
As soon as the words fell, Mu Xiu's eyes shot at Lu Yi like an arrow, and there was a sense of oppression in his voice, "Bold, who allows you to speculate wantonly on what His Majesty thinks?" ”
Lu Yi withstood the pressure and immediately knelt down, although he was a little scared in his heart, he still looked at Feng Wei stubbornly, and said unhurriedly: "The minister is really puzzled, if you have this question, you must not be able to eat and sleep well, please Your Highness to solve your doubts." ”
Is this what she has to say? Feng Wei looked at Lu Yi's stubborn expression and suddenly smiled.
Feng Wei's beautiful eyes turned, and he glanced at Mu Xiu quietly, "What is Mu Qing doing so fiercely?" Lu Qing just asked. ”
She waved her hand casually, motioning for Lu Yi to get up and speak.
"Since Lu Qing has this question, then I will tell the truth, since I first met Murong Che, I have been in love with this Xiqi Emperor, and the reason why I let him go is that I am really reluctant to let him become a prisoner." Feng Wei said, and his face turned red, like a drunken Xixia.
Mu Xiu glanced at Feng Wei and coughed lightly, looking at this shy appearance, he would think it was true when he saw it.
Lu Yi really believed Feng Wei's words, she looked at the shyly stunning woman in front of her in surprise, collected all her thoughts, lowered her head and said, "I see, Chen understands." ”
"It's good that Aiqing knows about this, and don't tell others." Feng Wei felt that his acting skills were almost hot, so he hurriedly added such a sentence.
Lu Yi calmed down, bowed down and said: "Your Highness, rest assured, the minister will never tell anyone, in this way, the minister already knows it in his heart, thank you Your Highness for informing." ”
Feng Wei nodded, a glint flashed in his eyes, "Well, I'm a little tired, you can retreat first." ”
After Lu Yi went out, she immediately leaned weakly in front of the table and sighed faintly.
"What is Your Highness doing with a sigh?" Mu Xiu couldn't help laughing, looking at her appearance suddenly found it interesting.
Feng Wei waved his hand, casually supporting his chin with one hand, thinking intently about how Murong Che, who had always had no expression, would react if Lu Yi sent a message over there.
"Seeing that she wants me to tell some earth-shattering secrets, then I just tell her." Feng Wei looked at Mu Xiu playfully, revealing a triumphant smile, "What do you think she will do next?" ”
Mu Xiu turned his head, looked at Lu Yi's departing back, and said slowly: "In the opinion of the minister, she must be eager to go back at this moment and deliver the news to Xiqi." ”
"Mu Qing is really smart!" Feng Wei clapped her hands, and also turned her head to look outside the tent, the next thing is interesting, in the future, she will wait to see a good show.
The people here of her, one wants Murong Che to die, and the other wants Murong Che to dominate the Dayong, which is really fun.
At this time, Lu Yi had already walked back to her tent, she suppressed the shock in her heart and invited a carrier pigeon.
Now that he knows that Feng Wei likes Murong Che, then this is much easier, Xiqi's side can grasp this point and make good use of it, and in time, he will definitely win a battle.
No matter how powerful Feng Wei is, no matter how scheming she is, she is just a woman, she must not be able to control her love when she encounters it, and she will lose her mind.
Thinking of Feng Wei's submission to Xiqi, Lu Yi couldn't help but smile, she picked up a brush, quickly wrote a few words on a slip of paper, tied it to a carrier pigeon and took it out.
When the carrier pigeon had just arrived in Xiqi, Murong Che and the others had just returned with their troops.
At this time, Murong Che and Murong Zixian were recuperating in the hall, and their expressions were very solemn.
"Brother Huang, why do you think she let us back so easily? Isn't she afraid that we will come up with another plan to attack the border? Murong Zixian poured his hands in a grunt, scratching his head in confusion.
Murong Che's hand flicked the jade wrench for a while, and his expression was a little inexplicable, "Let's not talk about it later, in short, this time, she convinced me." ”
"Cut, it's just a small skill of carving insects, if it weren't for our carelessness, how could we get into her way? The next time she wants to do something, she will definitely not be defenseless. Murong Zixian pursed his lips disdainfully, with a look of indignation on his face.
Murong Che shook his head, obviously disagreeing with his younger brother's statement, but he didn't want to hit his confidence at this time, so he only said: "In short, if we raise troops in the future, we must be thoughtful and extremely careful." ”
Murong Zixian hummed, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a slight sound outside the window.
"Who?" Murong Zixian stood up vigilantly, quietly pulled out the scimitar at his waist, and slowly walked to the windowsill.
The faint sound outside the window kept coming out, he walked over, pushed the window open suddenly, and a carrier pigeon standing on the window fell to the ground, fluttered twice, flew straight in, and stood in front of Murong Che's desk.
Murong Zixian closed the window and walked over quickly, "Hey, this carrier pigeon still recognizes people, and only flies to the imperial brother." So saying, he grabbed the pigeon and pulled the note from its leg.
He opened the note, took a quick look at it, and his face grew strange.
"What's wrong? Who sent it? What was said above? Murong Che looked at him curiously, a little puzzled why he had such a strange expression for the first time.
Murong Zixian handed him the letter, and said angrily: "Brother Huang, look at it yourself." ”
Murong Che took it and looked at it, and was immediately stunned, he crumpled the note into a ball, and there was an awkward look between his eyebrows, "This, is this news reliable?" ”
Empress Dayong is lustful by nature, unlearned, unskilled, mediocre and cruel to Zhongliang, he has heard of these news for a long time, but Feng Wei thinks about himself?
How could he think that Feng Wei wished he was dead, holding the note in his hand, Murong Che frowned.
"Didn't the imperial brother ask knowingly, this is from Lu Yi, not the exact news, can she, who has always been cautious, take the risk of flying pigeons to pass on the book?" Murong Zixian sat on the chair next to him.
His eyes secretly looked at Murong Che's expression, he was really curious, what was in the heart of the imperial brother when he knew that Emperor Dayong liked him.
"Feng Wei thinks of the emperor, so he let the Xiqi army return, if you want to subdue Feng Wei and unify the great yong, you have to be a beauty." Murong Zixian deliberately read out the contents of the note, and there was a hint of schadenfreude on his face.
Murong Che coughed unnaturally and placed the note on the burning candle, and the flames instantly devoured the note, leaving a trace of ashes behind.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Murong Zixian came over again and said with a smile: "According to my brother's opinion, I also think that this method is feasible for the beauty, why don't you give it a try to the imperial brother?" Not only enjoyed the taste of beauty in the arms, but also enjoyed its unification. ”
Hearing the words "Beauty" in her arms, Murong Che's heart trembled slightly.
He tried his best to suppress the strangeness in his heart, and pushed Murong Zixian away with a look of disgust, "What kind of beauty trick, Emperor Xiqi, how can you be disdainful of using this kind of trick to go yourself." ”