"Do you know why this woman is called 'Yiguang'?" the messenger stepped on Yiguang and asked Wen Jinghua.

"How do I know?" Wen Jinghua was not angry.

It seemed that the messenger's attention had been on her ever since she came in.

The envoy was not annoyed by the choking, but smiled, and then snorted very disdainfully, and said: "Because that old man on the king is stupid! You Liang people call us barbarians, and he doesn't know what it means to scold, and he raised this woman like a treasure since he was a child, and what would make her the most unnoble light in the entire Bei clan, so he picked two words of Yidi's light and named her Yiguang." ”

Wen Jinghua listened to the envoy's story about Yiguang's life experience, and she originally felt complicated, and suddenly became even more embarrassed.

Yiguang is a concubine raised by the old king of the North clan since he was a child, and later after the old king lost power, he immediately switched to the crown prince.

But Tuoba Jian is an extremely eccentric and murderous person, and Yiguang is not as invincible as Lao Wang on him.

Tuoba Jian turned her head and threw her to Chu Lingheng, wanting to use her beauty to make a fine work.

But I didn't expect to be recognized by Chu Lingheng at a glance, and in turn used her to pass on a lot of fake news.

Yiguang caused Tuoba Jian to lose, so naturally there was no use value, so Tuoba Jian tied her up and sent her out and handed her over to Chu Lingheng for disposal, as his sincerity in peace talks.

Now she was trampled under the feet of the messenger and disposed of as a thing.

Wen Jinghua's face was a little gloomy.

Seeing this, the envoy sneered, "The county lord shouldn't pity her, right?"

Wen Jinghua did not deny it.

"Then you really deserve to be harmed like this by her," the messenger continued, "The prince only ordered her to pass on the news of the army, and never ordered her to harm you, because she herself was jealous and disregarded the prince's wishes, and would rather risk being exposed than kill you with her own cleverness!"

Wen Jinghua was stunned when she heard this.

Not only did she find it strange to do things, but she also felt that this messenger was strangely familiar.

But she looked up the memories of her past life over and over again, but she really didn't figure out where she had seen this person.

Chu Lingheng gently put his hand on Wen Jinghua's back.

"I will accept your prince's sincerity," Chu Lingheng said, "Please tell him that tomorrow we will have peace talks in Shilipo." ”

After listening to Chu Lingheng's reply, the envoy then asked Wen Jinghua, "Will the county lord be present tomorrow?"

"Don't go!"

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Wen Jinghua refused without thinking about it.

Chu Lingheng's hand on her back relaxed slightly, "Your envoy, please go back, and ask the prince to come as promised tomorrow." ”

The messenger glanced at Wen Jinghua a few times, and finally lifted the curtain and left very recklessly.

Wen Jinghua looked at the embarrassed Yiguang on the ground, and really didn't know what to do.

Seeing this, Chu Lingheng ordered: "Take her down first, and I'll make plans when I come back tomorrow." ”

Someone immediately stepped forward and dragged him down.

Wen Jinghua breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Lingheng shook his head helplessly.

The generals in the camp left in twos and threes, and the envoy of the Bei clan swaggered out of the Daliang barracks to meet their gaze, all the way back to the Bei clan station.

"Torah—"

The character mask was torn off, revealing a handsome and uncast face.

At the same time, Wen Jinghua in the camp tent of Daliang finally opened his mouth.

"It's him!"

Those familiar eyes! Those strange vertical pupils! It's Tuoba Jian!

Wen Jinghua wanted to slap the table.

Chu Lingheng was a little surprised when he saw this, "Hua'er, what's wrong with you?

"That envoy just now is Tuoba Jian!The crown prince of the Northern Clan, Tuoba Jian!" Wen Jinghua was very annoyed, "He is so bold!"

Chu Lingheng's surprised expression faded, and turned a little funny, "That's it?"

"What do you mean by 'just for this'?" Wen Jinghua's chest bulged out one after another, "Listening to your tone, you already knew!?"

"Yes, I know," Chu Lingheng hurriedly stroked Wen Jinghua's back to give her a smooth breath, "You can see it if you look closely at his eyes,"

"Then you let him go!" Wen Jinghua felt that her lungs were about to explode.

"Because his life or death doesn't matter," Chu Lingheng was very calm, "The Bei clan is unable to start another war, and Tuoba Jian can integrate political affairs, but it can speed up the efficiency of peace talks." ”

At this moment, Wen Jinghua really felt that Chu Lingheng was a god.

Indifferent, ruthless, and sensible, it is frightening.

The combat strength of the North Clan was wiped out by him, and he was no longer able to start a war, so he completely ignored the life and death of Tuoba Jian.

Yes, it's indifference.

He won't get angry at Tuoba Jian's provocation, and he won't kill Tuoba Jian by the way because Tuoba Jian sent him to the door.

Because the big picture is decided.

Looking at Chu Lingheng, who was so indifferent in front of him that he barely had any emotions, Wen Jinghua felt a powerlessness in the face of nothingness.

Chu Lingheng's brows furrowed slightly, "Hua'er, are you uncomfortable again?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched Wen Jinghua's forehead.

The scorching palm covered his forehead, and Wen Jinghua froze.

Fortunately, it's still piping hot.

Chu Lingheng is still a person with blood flowing with blood.

A smile bloomed on Wen Jinghua's face, and her chin raised, "Tomorrow I will teach the prince of the Bei clan a hard lesson, I am angry in my heart! Swaggering in my camp with a fake face, we are really stupid!"

"Okay~" Chu Lingheng smiled and promised, "Tomorrow, I will definitely let them cut a lot of land to you!"

Wen Jinghua said that what to pay me is to give us the beam.

However, Chu Lingheng doesn't seem to have any feelings for Liang Guo.

On the second day, when Wen Jinghua woke up, Chu Lingheng had already taken someone there.

Chu Jie brought her food with a smile, "General, what conditions do you say General Chu will propose to the prince of the North Clan today?"

"It's going to be a lot of land. Wen Jinghua took a bite of the steamed bun in her hand.

"Well," Chu Jie lowered his head, "I don't know what to do with that fine work, I see that she is tied there and pitiful, and there is still blood oozing from her arms." ”

"You can apply those pills to her. Wen Jinghua took another bite of the steamed bun.

"I didn't give her the medicine, so I loosened the rope for her. ”

"Hmm," Wen Jinghua lowered her head and drank the soup, "Huh?!"

She suddenly looked up, "What did you say?!You loosened the rope for her?!"

"No, no, no! It's still tied, but it's a little looser!" Chu Jie hurriedly explained, "If the general is not worried, I'll go and see again!"

said that he didn't wait for Wen Jinghua to answer, and hurriedly ran out of the curtain first.

Wen Jinghua was the only one left in the tent in an instant, and she instantly felt a creepy feeling behind her.

She turned her head nervously, and there was no one behind her.

"Whew-" Wen Jinghua relieved her heart and turned around.

A face appeared in front of him.

"Don't move!"

Yiguang pressed the dagger against Wen Jinghua's neck.

The blade that flashed with blue light instantly cut through the snow-white skin and flowed bright red blood...