Ming Qingzhan sighed, "Just tell me what to do next."
"One word, wait!"
"Waiting for what?"
"Waiting to wake up, waiting for Tuze." Waiting for peace talks.
Sometimes Ming Qingzhan wanted her to say a few more words, but she just didn't say it. Xiao Beiyuan's unpredictable expression in his clothes, let alone count on him to say it.
"Brother-in-law, I finally know why you like my sister. You two are definitely one kind of people." Ming Qing said bitterly.
"Which kind of people are we?" Ming Jiuge asked, but she didn't realize it.
"Black belly!"
Let's talk about Tuze.
Watching the full camp of sergeants all fall to the ground, including the deputy generals under his command, there are very few who can stand like him.
He can conclude that these people are not dead, but they are helpless and unable to wake up.
"His Royal Highness, Canghai Congress will not take this opportunity to send troops..." The consequences were disastrous.
"Isn't that what they did? Your Royal Highness should leave here first."
Tuze has already walked around the barracks, and there are sergeants falling to the ground everywhere.
"No, Ming Jiuge won't take advantage of the fire." Otherwise, she only needs to replace the sleeping medicine with poison and get it right once and for all.
just wait.
Both sides are waiting.
Twelve hours later. It's raining. The barbaric sergeant was soaked by light rain, but he was still asleep.
Tuze couldn't sit still.
He knew that Canghai Nation waited for him!
"His Royal Highness, what can I do? I haven't waken up after the rain for so long, so I won't all..."
"Your dead people are snoring loudly?"
"What kind of poison is this, it won't be a demon..."
Tuze screamed: "Shut up! Don't talk nonsense!"
Ming Jiuge must have a way, but what she wants is to retreat, and there is nothing he can do about it.
"His Royal Highness, contact the Ming family as a private person. There may be a way to get the best of both worlds." Tuze's first think tank, Naru, came over and whispered a suggestion.
Tuze's sudden change of mind is indeed a way. Thinking about the outside situation again, he gritted his teeth, picked up a pen and began to write a letter.
In this contest, whoever takes the initiative will lose. He suddenly admired Haoyue's vision, who was able to distinguish the Ming family among the children of many aristocratic families.
Before, he secretly complained about his father’s preference for Haoyue, and he did not hesitate to propose such unreliable things for her.
The conditions, now seem to be a wise move, but unfortunately they were flatly rejected by the Emperor Canghai.
Now it seems that even if you can't marry, you can't have ties with the Ming family, especially with Ming Jiuge, let alone become his enemy.
Soon, Tuze waxed the letter and handed it to Naaru, "Hand it to Ming Jiuge personally. If you can't see it, you must hand it to Ming's family!"
"Your Highness, don't worry, it will be delivered."
Only one lamp was lit in the big tent, and the dim yellow candle light beating slightly, bringing up illusory light and shadow.
Tuze closed his eyes and slumbered. He didn't want to think about the sergeants who were sleeping outside in the rain, and he didn't want to admit the fact that the barbarians were defeated.
Yes, they lost this battle. Canghai Nation has the ability to destroy hundreds of thousands of troops without any effort. He once designed to ambush Mingluan Peak and was complacent. However, Ming Jiuge tried to turn the tide and not only pulled the Patriarch of the Ming family back from the Temple of the Kings, but also easily defeated him.
Even if he doesn't want to admit it, he doesn't want to admit it, but it is true.
At some point, the candlelight in the big tent suddenly jumped and plunged into darkness in an instant.
"Protect Your Highness!" I don't know who shouted in the dark, Tuze didn't move.
In a blink of an eye, the big tent regained its brightness. He still maintained the same posture as before the darkness. He didn't want his subordinates to call out in a trembling voice: "Your Highness?"
Tuze opened his eyes, his gaze swept across a few uneasy faces, and the corners of his lips slowly became curved, and he asked with a smile, "I thought he was doing the calculation?"
A few people were embarrassed, their chests straightened, "Protect Your Highness to the death."
"Okay, it's not that serious. It's just a joke, and everyone will be okay." The moment he opened his eyes, he wanted to understand everything.
Ming Jiu Ge should use sleep aids, no antidote is needed. When the time comes, they will naturally open their eyes and get up.
Tuze doesn't regret writing that letter, for nothing else, it can be regarded as an expression of sincerity.
Not what he expected, Naaru took his letter back.
After seeing it, the gloom on Tuze's face was swept away, and his eyes were full of light.
"His Royal Highness, what do you mean over there?"
"It's boring." What does it mean to be boring? Naaru didn't know, so he scratched his head, watched Tuze go away, and ran all the way to follow.
"Anyone awake?" Tuze kicked the sergeant sleeping in a ball under his feet. Someone moved, although
The movements are still slow, and in the eyes of everyone, there is nothing more gratifying.
Tuze's guards dispersed, using different methods to start awakening the sergeants.
More and more people opened their eyes and found that they were all wet and got up from the ground one after another, but they couldn't remember what happened before they fell.
The letter was from Ming Jiuge. The content is not much, just a few short words, telling him that the sergeant was not poisoned, but slept, and will wake up naturally when the hour comes. There is also hope that he can persuade the barbarian emperor to retreat and the Uanghai Kingdom will also withdraw, and the conditions for trade and cooperation remain unchanged.
Tuze burned the letter after reading it. He believed that his father would know this soon. Everything is just waiting.
For him personally, he has developed a keen interest in Ming Jiuge, but it is a pity that she is already Princess Beiyuan.
"Jiu Ge, what did you write in your letter?" She responded to the letter to Tuze in her own name, so she didn't tell Ming Qingzhan the specific content.
Xiao Beiyuan saw that he was struggling with this issue for a long time, but he didn't see that Ming Jiuge didn't want to tell him at all.
"Brother Qing Zhan, Jiuge only told her that she was using no poison, and nothing else."
Ming Qingzhan is dubious, "Really?" Doesn't it involve his private life
"Brother, I don't want to participate in your affairs yet, so put my heart in my stomach."
There is no secret that can't be told, she deliberately wants to make her brother anxious.
Finally sent away the Ming Qing Zhan, the ears were cleaned.
Ming Jiuge and Xiao Beiyuan depend on each other, even if they don't speak, they understand each other.
The candle fire crackled, Ming Jiuge raised his head and looked at the resolute face close at hand, smiling with satisfaction.
Xiao Beiyuan looked down into his clear eyes like a spring, and saw his affectionate self.
"Geer, the wind on the border makes you black and thin."
When Ming Jiu Ge heard the words, his hair suddenly exploded: "You are old, fat and ugly, you are ugly."
For some reason, Xiao Beiyuan suddenly wanted to tease her. In the days here, there is not a day that is neither nervous nor tangled nor sad. Ming Jiuge looked at the eager faces, he knew she couldn't stand it at all, and she might really collapse if she stayed any longer.
"Then not only has your appearance changed, but also your aesthetics seems to be problematic." He said so serious that Ming Jiuge was itchy with hatred.
"You are waiting to go back! Wait for me!"
(End of this chapter)