"And in such a hot and humid weather, within two days, Zhu Jiu's corpse will completely decompose, I am a doctor, and I am not a man, and I have to save the corpse for His Majesty every day."

Hearing this, Li Chunyue also sighed helplessly: "How did you get injured two days ago, just because I persuaded Your Majesty to let Zhu Jiu go to the ground and be beaten for peace, alas, don't persuade him, let him go." ”

Min Que was stunned for a while, and suddenly complained excitedly: "I really don't understand! Since His Majesty cares so much about that Zhu Jiu, why did he order his subordinates to shoot her in the first place, and it was not good to capture her alive and detain her? Now it's a good thing, people are dead, but they are guarding a cold corpse all day long, alas, I don't know what to do. ”

Li Chunyue shook his head slowly, looked at the skyline from afar, and said softly: "What do you know, Your Majesty is General Chengquan Zhu, a woman like her, even if she dies, she will die on the battlefield." ”

After speaking, both of them fell silent.

In the king's tent, Xuanyuan Che personally wet a handkerchief and slowly wiped the face of the woman in the ice coffin.

When she was alive, she was starry-eyed, and she could make the enemy frightened with just one look, but now she fell into a deep sleep, but she was a little more quiet and serene.

The veil brushed her smooth forehead, her brow bones, and finally her diamond-shaped lips.

Her lips are not as ruddy and plump as ordinary women, her lips are very light and always tight, and she always does not smile on weekdays, which makes her look very serious.

Xuanyuan Che rubbed her lip flap with his fingertips, lowered his head, and slowly pasted his lip flap, the smell of the corpse he didn't hear.

"Jiujiu, what can I do to keep you?"

The tip of the boy's tongue traced the flap of her lips, whispering in her ear as if pleading, his voice hoarse.

"Zhu Jiu, why are you always so stubborn? Why do you stay restless in Xuanyuan Palace? Why do you have to come to Yuncheng to die? ”

"Why did we get to this point?"

"Why ....."

He muttered to himself, his deep gaze locked on the woman in the ice coffin.

Night.

A soldier in Xuanyuan armor staggered in the direction of the king's tent with a not-so-sharp leg.

She carried a tray with several plates of food on it, and the soldiers on guard thought it was the person who had come to deliver the food, so they did not stop her.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw the ice coffin placed in the tent, and the young man in Xuanyi lying next to the ice coffin.

The young man was half-sideways, his black hair slid down with his movements, his arms stretched into the coffin, and he couldn't see the specific movements clearly, but he just looked at the coffin intently, and didn't pay attention to the arrival.

"Your Majesty, the little one has been ordered to bring you some food." Zhu Jiu said in a low voice.

The young emperor opened his mouth coldly: "Put it down, get out!" ”

Zhu Jiu put the tray on the low table next to the throne, and when he bent down and withdrew, he glanced inside the coffin.

At this look, her eyes widened suddenly, and the blood of Qi soared instantly, and she was stunned on the spot.

What is this guy doing?!

She was dead, and he had to humiliate his corpse in this way.

She hated thrush lip grease and powder the most when she was alive, but she didn't expect this guy to make such fun of herself after death!

The young man who was concentrating on smearing the rouge on the face of the person in the coffin obviously felt the murderous aura coming from not far away, he put down the fat powder in his hand, squinted his eyes, his eyes were as bright as knives, and his tone was calm: "You are looking for death!" ”

As he spoke, his palm gathered purple true qi, and with a slight force on his wrist, the powerful true qi was pushed out and hit Zhu Jiu's face.

Zhu Jiu reacted quickly, dodging and dodging, but she was still hit in the chest by the wind in his palm, and her body was pushed several meters away, directly breaking through the cloth curtain, falling outside the tent, and rolling on the ground several times in succession before she could stabilize her body.

There was a sweet smell gushing out of her throat, and she couldn't bear to spit it out, so she swallowed the bloody phlegm.

The guards outside the tent have long been accustomed to the emperor's anger, and the last time the military division Li Chunyue was thrown out like this, in contrast, the new emperor was obviously merciful to the military division's subordinates.

At this time, Sen Leng's voice came from the tent: "Drag it out, and the five horses will be separated." ”

As soon as the words fell, a guard quickly came over and drove Zhu Jiu in one direction, Zhu Jiu let them drag him, his mind was full of pictures of his corpse being amused by Xuanyuan Che, and he hated Ling Ran in his heart.

Through the camp, we came to a wilderness.

There have been a lot of cages placed there, and there are many prisoners of war in them, all of whom are more or less wounded, some of their limbs have been chopped off, some of their eyes have been gouged out, some of them can't speak, some of them can't see, they huddle in the corner of the cage, crying and screaming in pain, or colliding with the cage in a self-harming way, in order to find relief, but how could the Xuanyuan soldiers let them die so easily, directly scrap the limbs and tongues of these people who are looking for death, and finally throw them into the urn and become human beings.

She has also killed prisoners of war, tortured them for information, but in the end, she tried to make them die with dignity, and never humiliated a life in such a despicable way.

Zhu Jiu glanced over, and his face, which was as calm as water, changed slightly after seeing a prisoner of war.

In the ragged group of captives, an equally embarrassed man huddled in the crowd, and he tried to shrink his body to blend in with it, but his tall figure made it easy to notice him.

He was not as frightened as the prisoners of war around him, but more vigilant, raising his head from time to time to look around, and when he raised his eyes to peek, he happened to be in the same place as Zhu Jiu's gaze.

The man was stunned for a moment, and when he looked over, he saw that the lame soldier had been pushed and shoved into the open area.

These eyes are so familiar, especially when they look at him, the originally cold and detached gaze instantly brightens up for a moment, like the joy of seeing relatives from the inside out, but this joy is only for a moment.

Zhu Mo took a deep breath and tried not to distract himself.

In any case, he must bring Ah Jiu's body back to Yan Kingdom.

At this time, Zhu Jiu's neck, ankle, and wrist have been covered with hemp ropes, and five high-headed horses are already on standby, just waiting for an order, Zhu Jiu's body will be divided into five petals.

Xu was too excited, and several horses rubbed their hooves restlessly beside her, and the hot air from the horse's nose swept over her face.

Zhu Jiu lay quietly on the ground, a light smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and just as the guards urged the horse's buttocks, her lips were slightly upturned, and a whistle-like whistle came out of her mouth, the whistle was slender and unstoppable.

To normal people, this is an ordinary whistle, but after Zhu Mo heard it, his mood was like a drop of oil falling into an oil pot, constantly surging, his heart beating like a drum, faintly looking forward to it.

This, this whistle, was created by Ah Jiu for horse taming!

How could this man .......