"Princess, what do you think? I heard that Your Majesty bestowed you with the sword of Shangfang. I think it's better to invite it out."
When Li Zhong's words fell, the air in the entire camp seemed to freeze...
Lin Wanyue had never experienced such a scene. She stood outside the circle with bated breath, carefully looking at the people in the circle...
Li Mu's complexion was uncertain, his eyes wandered between Li Zhong and Li Xian, and his face was very unsightly.
Li Zhong raised his chest and raised his head, with a righteous and dignified look.
In the end, Lin Wanyue secretly turned her gaze to Li Xian. Li Xian, who was being watched by Li Zhong and Li Mu, was standing there quietly, her eyes lowered, and she did not speak.
Seeing this scene, Lin Wanyue felt a little uncomfortable for some reason. She wanted to do something to break the atmosphere in front of her.
However, Lin Wanyue's reason is very clear to warn her: The matter in front of her is not something she should be involved in. Don't forget your original intention of coming to this camp, and don't forget your sensitive identity. You have already become a battalion commander. It's an exception, don't attract the attention of the commander...
"Princess, talk to me! I have been away from the country for hundreds of years. How could there be a precedent for the barbarian land to be exempted from battle? Princess, you are in the blood of the royal family, shouldn't you maintain the dignity of leaving the country?"
"Master! The villain has something to say."
"Oh? What are you going to say?"
Lin Wanyue knelt down on one knee and sighed regretfully until she heard Li Mu's question.
However, regret is useless. At this time, the arrow is on the string, and I have to send...
"Returning to Dashuai, the villain has never gone to school, he is young, has short knowledge, and is very humble, but when the villain was a child, there was a traveler who could tell stories in the village. He told the villain a story, the villain I remember that he said a sentence that is appropriate to use now: as the so-called, will be outside, and Jun Ling will not accept it!"
Lin Wanyue knelt on one knee on the ground, her head lowered, her heart was beating wildly at this time, and Lin Wanyue herself didn't know what was wrong. She had been cautiously hiding for more than two years in the army, but today she lost control. …
Lin Wanyue buried her head very low, she clearly felt her scalp was hot at this time,
She didn't dare to look up to let others see her expression, and she didn't dare to look up at some people's eyes...
After a brief silence, Li Mu roared angrily, "Well said!"
After listening to Lin Wanyue's words, Li Mu's suffocation on his chest was swept away, and he turned to Li Zhong and said, "The soldiers in my camp who have never read books understand the truth, what else do you have to say? ?"
"You!" Li Zhong was angry when he heard the obvious sarcasm in Li Mu's words. But he couldn't say anything to refute him, he could only give Lin Wanyue a vicious look.
"Haha, besides, I'm the princess' mother-in-law, does the prince want to force the princess to kill her own uncle?"
"Princess, that's not what I meant..." Li Zhong turned his head in a panic and explained to Li Xian carefully.
Li Xian smiled indifferently, and replied indifferently, "The prince is also in a hurry for the rest of his life, and I didn't have time to think about it, but this palace understands."
Seeing Li Xian being so considerate, Li Zhong's heart swayed, his eyes blurred when he saw Li Xian, and he murmured, "Princess~"
"Master! If there is nothing wrong, the villain will retire first!"
"Well, let's go!" Li Mu waved at Lin Wanyue with a smile, looking at Lin Wanyue's eyes with a little more kindness in admiration.
"Yes!" Lin Wanyue slowly got up from the ground, her head still lowered, her eyes fixed on her toes, and she bowed out of the tent.
After walking out of the big tent, Lin Wanyue sighed heavily, raised her hand to wipe the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and then sighed heavily again, unable to walk forward five steps, and sighed heavily. Sighed.
At this time, Lin Wanyue felt a little regretful in her heart. She didn't know what she was doing wrong, and she would come out like this. Lin Wanyue was a little confused: it seemed that some things were no longer going according to her plan. But she couldn't figure out what the problem was...
Lin Wanyue slowly walked towards her tent, and took half a stick of incense before returning to her tent.
Lying on the bed, Li Xian's figure flashed in Lin Wanyue's mind involuntarily, whether it was a startling glance when she was practicing arrows, or Li Xian smiling and standing side by side with her and patiently listening to herself about the boring things in the military camp. Things, or Li Xian gently telling herself that she would take her own words as a secret between them, and in the end Li Xian stood helplessly in the big tent with her eyes down.
Lin Wanyue had never experienced what happened today, and she dared not even imagine the situation where she and the princess were in another place, but when she stood in the tent at a certain moment, looking at Li Xian like this, her heart flashed. A hint of unbearable she couldn't resist...
It must be very uncomfortable to be forced by others to use Shang Fang's sword to crush his uncle.
Lin Wanyue buried her head in the pillow and rubbed it, the regret in her heart slowly faded away.
At night, in Li Xian's tent
Li Xian was sitting in front of the desk, the withered yellow swaying oil lamp was still placed on the desk, and next to the oil lamp were two square pieces of silk cloth with beautiful small characters on them, and she knelt down on one knee in front of Li Xian. There was a man dressed in black and wearing a black mask.
At this time, the light in the tent was very weak, and the man knelt there motionless, and could not even hear the sound of breathing, as if blending with the darkness in the tent.
Li Xian stretched out her slender hand and picked up one of the silk cloths, holding it on top of the candle, and saw the calligraphy on the silk cloth: "Come on, I want to make a good concubine as my successor."
After a while, the silk cloth slowly burned into a plume of blue smoke.
Li Xian quietly watched the silk cloth turn into nothingness, and then she raised her hand, and the ashes scattered on the case were immediately scattered.
"Send the order to go back to the palace, and let Concubine Liang lie down on the bed for a while, or at least drag it to the palace to return to the palace."
"Yes!"
"Also, let Guan Tiansi get ready. If this palace doesn't rush back in time, let Guan Tiansi play the father and the emperor and say that Concubine Liang's character is too thin to sit in that position."
"Yes!"
"Be careful, don't let Concubine Liang die."
"Yes."
"The eleven remaining flag owners of the shadow are ordered to stand by at all times."
"Yes!"
"Go down."
The voice fell, and the shadow disappeared silently...
Li Xian squinted at the candlelight in front of her, and then reached out and picked up another piece of silk cloth. After looking at it for a long time, the corners of her lips lightly twitched. Finally, Li Xian lifted the silk cloth to the candlelight again. , I saw the densely packed small characters on it: After the princess left, the star stood on the spot and watched the hand wandering...
The star came out of the tent, walked eighteen steps, sighed, wiped the sweat with his hands, sighed again, walked five steps again, sighed three times.
In the star return account, lying on the collapse...
Li Xian watched the last piece of silk cloth turn into ashes, and two shallow pear eddies formed on her lips.