My lord, he always wants to talk about feelings with me

Chapter 67

There was silence in Qiande Hall, the bright moon hung high like a mirror, and the melting moonlight was wrapped in the humming of grass insects and trickled into the window, making a circle on the ground.

Jing Jun raised his eyebrows and looked up at Lu Xun quietly. The dancing candlelight was reflected in his eyes, which were dim and unclear.

Lu Xun couldn't understand Jing Jun's expression. He thought it was Jing Jun who couldn't bear to do anything, so he frowned, knelt down, and remonstrated with righteous words: "What is your majesty still worrying about? What I said is absolutely true. Indeed, King An Jingyue's wolfish ambitions and treasonous intentions are evident, unforgivable!"

"You don't need to kneel down when you get up." Jing Jun knocked on the table with his fingertips, and his eyes fell on the Moyu finger at the corner of the table.

Conspiring against the country is a felony to punish the nine clans. Since ancient times, no one dared to joke with the emperor. Since Lu Xun was able to make his plan so clear, regardless of his sudden rebellious purpose, at least it can show that King An Jingyue is really seeking power The idea of ​​usurping the throne, moreover, the Shanhe Order and the Qianqiu Talisman were suppressed by Jing Yue and refused to hand in, this move cannot but make people suspicious.

Jing Jun frowned slightly, he propped himself up on the edge of the table and slowly stood up, pacing in the hall.

The two of them, uncle and nephew, have finally come to this point, does Jing Yue not think about the old relationship at all?

Sighing heavily, Jing Jun looked up at the bright moon as round as a jade plate, half of his face was hidden in the darkness.After a long time, he finally opened his mouth with a hoarse voice: "I see."

After receiving the emperor's approval letter, Lu Xun stood up from the ground. He bowed to Jing Jun and said, "Three days later, I invite you to lead your own troops to kill the traitors!"

This time Jing Jun was really surprised, he turned his head and looked Lu Xun up and down, very puzzled, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Lu Xun heard that Monk Erzhang was puzzled. He blinked, thinking that the emperor was testing his loyalty, so he straightened his back and said loudly: "Of course I am for the sake of the Holy One, for the Chu Dynasty!"

"Oh?" Jing Jun raised his eyebrows, and he laughed suddenly, as if he had heard the funniest lie in the world, and he couldn't straighten his back from laughing.

With great difficulty, Jing Jun took a breath. He patted Lu Xun on the shoulder lightly, and said, "I accept your loyalty. I have made my own arrangements for leading the troops to suppress the bandits. You don't have to go. King An is very scheming, You tipped me off tonight, you must be more careful when you return home, don't let him see the abnormality."

Lu Xun was even moved by what he said, the sage benevolence was still worried about his own safety at this moment, and for a while, his heart was very surging, even if it was the sage's heart, he would not hesitate.

"I understand." He solemnly knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Jing Jun.

·

When Jing Yue returned to the mansion from Qin Feng Pavilion, Zhang Huan and Zhao Ying were kneeling on the altar in front of the door, both of them were covered with injuries and tired from staying up all night.

The morning light was twilight, and the eastern sky seeped a faint sky color. Jing Yue glanced at the two of them with lowered eyes, and asked with a slight frown, "Did you hurt Lu Xun?"

Zhang Huan shook his head, he opened his mouth and was about to reply, but heard Shen Zhou's voice from behind the door, "Who dares to hurt sister-in-law."

Lifting his legs and stepping out of the mansion, Shen Zhou stretched out his hands, one in each hand, pulled Zhang Huan and Zhao Ying up from the ground, and said with a cold face: "Lu Xun has gone to the palace. What should I do? I really want to kill him now."

Hearing this, Jing Yue's complexion was not very good-looking either, he gave a "tsk", and after a moment of silence, he said softly, "Go back, first treat Zhang Huan and Zhao Ying's wounds."

Several people entered the room, Shen Zhou rummaged through the box to find the medicine box, put it on the table, and then went to see Zhang Huan and Zhao Ying's injuries.

"The injury is not serious, Lu Xun's attack is really ruthless." Shen Zhou sullenly, while quickly applying golden sore medicine on Zhang Huan's left arm, turned his head to look at Jing Yue who was going to the bedroom to change clothes, "Brother, I poked a few blood holes in Lu Xun's body, my sister-in-law will not blame me when she comes back."

Jing Yue came out wearing a black cloak with shoes on. He frowned and kicked Shen Zhou, "Be quiet, Xun'er is afraid of pain."

While talking, he sat down on the wooden chair, held the tea cup in his hand, lifted the lid of the cup, saw that it was yesterday's stale tea, and then put it back again, "If he wants to report the letter, let him report it. To capture King Rong Di alive, it is safer to have multiple soldiers and horses."

"That being said, I'm just aggrieved. Why should our people be injured by him?" Shen Zhou pursed his lips. He wrapped a thick bandage around Zhao Ying, and when he spoke again, The tone was a little aggrieved, "When will my sister-in-law come back, I really miss him."

"I miss you too." Zhang Huan agreed.

"Me too." Zhao Ying raised her hand.

All three of them looked pitiful, like an abandoned cat missing its owner.

Jing Yue laughed, waved his hands, and gave the order to evict the guests, "Get out of here if there's nothing to do, I feel uncomfortable watching this." After everyone was driven away, he sat quietly by the window alone.

The sun is rising, golden light shines into the room from the window of the pavilion, and there are tiny spots of light floating in the air.

Jing Yue supported her head with her arms, leaned on the cushion and closed her eyes for a nap.

Lu Xun jumped up and landed lightly in the backyard of the palace.

On the way back, he had already made up a set of excuses. If Jing Yue asked him why he injured the guards of the palace, he said that he had had enough of life in the palace and wanted to escape back to Pingjiang.

While writing the manuscript, a voice came from the top of the head, "Oh, sister-in-law is back?"

Lu Xun was taken aback, he quickly turned around and met Shen Zhou's eyes.

Shen Zhou sat on the roof with a smile on his face. He put down one leg and dangled back and forth by the edge of the eaves. He looked at Lu Xun who fell in the garden in his spare time. The smile in his eyes was even stronger, "Where did sister-in-law go to play last night?"

Lu Xun scowled, and said coldly, "Let me go back to Pingjiang, I've had enough here."

"Go back to Pingjiang," Shen Zhou bit the grass root in his mouth, bent his index finger, tapped his head, and said regretfully, "There is no Lu family in Pingjiang anymore...sister-in-law lived in Prince An's Mansion Isn’t it good? Do you want to go back and die so much?”

Lu Xun didn't understand Shen Zhou's words, and stood in the garden with his back straight, insisting that he just wanted to escape back to Pingjiang.

Shen Zhou sighed, looked at Lu Xun quietly for a while with downcast eyes, the smile on his face gradually faded, he took out a bone whistle from his bosom, put it on his lips, and said: "My brother won't kill you, But I really want to kill you now... Lu Wenruo, why are you so stupid?"

After the words fell, a piercing whistle sounded, and the backyard of Prince An's Mansion was silent for a moment. Suddenly, a few wolves howled from the east, and two shiny-coated wild wolves rushed into the courtyard——

Dark green eyeballs, white teeth, saliva hanging to the ground, and claws that can tear a person apart.

Lu Xun's face changed instantly, he staggered a step back, and fell to the ground, "You, you...how could it be! Ah—" Before finishing speaking, the two wolves bowed their bodies and rushed towards over him.

Suddenly, a person stood in front of him. Lu Xun opened his eyes, met Jing Yue's eyes, opened his mouth, and was about to speak, but saw Jing Yue grabbed the wolf's fangs with one hand, and with a sudden force, he opened his mouth. Throwing the wolf aside, he raised his arms and hugged himself fiercely.

Jing Yue lowered her bloody hand, turned her head to look at Shen Zhou who was stunned in place, her eyes were as cold as a knife's edge.

Shen Zhou came back to his senses in horror, he jumped down from the eaves, pulled out the whip from his waist, and slapped the two wild wolves a few times, then fell to his knees, "Brother, I was wrong."

"What's wrong with you?" Jing Yue asked back, he took a deep breath, and said coldly: "Now that your wings are hard when you sink the boat, if you ignore this king's words, you have made a mistake, and this king dares to fight you!" you?"

"Brother..." Shen Zhou bowed his head and lowered his body even lower. He reached out to grab Jing Yue's clothes, but he kicked him away.

"Get out, I don't have your brother." After saying this, Jing Yue took Lu Xun away.

Lu Xun's whole body was attached to Jing Yue's body, and he could feel the almost imperceptible trembling of the man's body, as well as the clamoring heart that seemed to be jumping out of his chest.

The man is worried about himself.

Worried about being torn apart by wild wolves, worried about getting hurt.

A feeling of sourness welled up in his heart, and Lu Xun couldn't hold back his tears. He raised his hand and grabbed Jing Yue's skirt, and his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke, "You...why did you save me? ...to hate you so much..."

Jing Yue looked down at him, remained silent and didn't answer, just went straight back to the bedroom, and called the servant to treat her wound.

"I'll do it." Lu Xun snatched the medicine box, knelt down beside Jing Yue's legs, and hurriedly took his hand. When he saw the ferocious bite marks, Lu Xun shed tears again.

"Don't cry." Jing Yue looked really upset, raised her hand and rubbed her temples, looking very tired.

He pushed Lu Xun away, washed his bloody left hand with running water, applied ointment, then bit down on the bandage with his teeth, wrapped it around and around, and then poured out a few Furong Dilong pills from the kit at his waist , Swallowed it with herbal tea, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

Lu Xun was still kneeling at Jing Yue's feet, looking up at him blankly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

After a long while, he said softly: "If you are not the regent, I am not the young master of the Lu Mansion either... We can stay together forever... But, just why do you want to, why do you want to seek rebellion? ..." After speaking, he choked up, raised his hand to cover his cheek, and trembled slightly.

Lu Xun felt as if someone was tearing his heart apart, half of it was the safety of his family and the country, and the other half was that King An gave his life to save him, he didn't know what choice to make.

Jing Yue frowned, baffled by Lu Xun's self-moved appearance of crying, and he didn't want to explain to Lu Xun why he saved people, so he could only remain silent.

The atmosphere in the room gradually became stiff, and finally, Jing Yue couldn't take it anymore, he got up and went back to the bedroom to rest, leaving Lu Xun sitting on the wooden chair alone and crying.

·

Without the wolf cub by his side, the days were always long and boring. Jing Yue went fishing on the lake again with a fishing rod, and stayed until August [-] in such a daze.

After dinner in Youshi, Jing Yue was idly leaning on the cushion to read a book, the candlelight in front of the table was dimly lit, Zhang Huan and Zhao Ying knelt silently in the hall.

"The little prince has already dispatched three thousand soldiers to ambush in front of the Weiyang Palace. In addition," Zhang Huan said in a low voice, "the Holy Majesty has dispatched nearly ten thousand soldiers to the school grounds behind Dakuang Mountain in Chang'an City. More than half of the strong, bow, strength, and crossbow have been removed."

"Yes, I see." Jing Yue nodded slightly. He turned over a page of the book and suddenly thought of something. He frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Has Xiu Tuye sent troops?"

"I don't know." Zhang Huan shook his head, he asked: "Your Highness is worried that Xiu Tuye will suddenly repent, so he won't send troops tonight? Why don't your subordinates go over and find out?"

Jing Yue was silent, rubbing the pages of the book with her thumb and index finger repeatedly, her eyes were dim.

Xiu Tuye is very cautious in his actions, and will become suspicious at the slightest sign of trouble. The wolf cub has reminded himself many times before... There are more Jing Jun's men and horses tonight, if something goes wrong, it may be self-defeating.

Sighing almost inaudibly, Jing Yue turned her head and looked out the window. The moon and stars were sparse, the sky was cloudless, and there was not even a breath of wind.

He closed the scroll, tapped the paper with his fingertips, and said, "Lu Xun informed Jing Jun that we can only send troops... just take one step at a time and take it as a gamble." field."

After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves and said lightly, "Back off."

"Here." Zhang Huan and Zhao Ying agreed, they bowed to Jing Yue, and disappeared into the moonlight.

In the wing room in the backyard of the palace, Lu Xun tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Tonight Jingyue is going to send troops to seek rebellion, and the emperor has already planned to catch the turtle in the urn inside Chen Bingweiyang's gate, so Jingyue is doomed to go and never return.

When the sun rises tomorrow, he and Jing Yue will be completely strangers. One is a traitor imprisoned, and the other is a loyal minister who has served as an escort... When we meet again, it will be in the death row prison of Dali Temple middle.

Lu Xun lifted the embroidered quilt and sat up suddenly.

He covered his cheeks in pain, a broken choked sob came out of his throat, and two lines of clear tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.It was as if someone hanged him over the stove to roast, and he could make the final decision between the two dilemmas only after the blood all over his body evaporated.

After sitting there for a long while, Lu Xun's eyes gradually revealed a heart-wrenching sadness. He got out of bed and walked towards Jingyue's bedroom with his shoes on.

The light in the bedroom was still on, he opened the door in a daze, raised his head, but met Jing Yue's questioning gaze.

Lu Xun pursed his lips, didn't speak, just took a few quick steps forward, sat down in Jingyue's arms, and then reached out to untie the belt of his obscene clothes.

Jing Yue's eyelids twitched, she quickly grabbed Lu Xun's hand, and whispered uncertainly: "Xun'er?"

This sound was gentle to the bone, and Lu Xun shed tears again. He nodded, counting it as a promise, and kept moving his hands, and took off half of the obscene clothes, exposing his shoulder blades.

"Bao'er, you're back?" Jing Yue's voice was trembling when he spoke, he held Lu Xun's cheek, lifted it up, and was about to lean over to kiss it, but saw the tear stains on the man's face.

Jing Yue froze for a moment, the surprise in his eyes faded instantly, as if someone had poured cold water on his head, he blinked slowly, remained silent for a moment, then pushed Lu Xun down with a cold face.

"What hysteria are you having? Are you crazy?" Jing Yue frowned, her face was very ugly.

"I'll give you my body. Can you stay with me at Prince An's mansion tonight?" Lu Xun reached out and grabbed the hem of Jing Yue's clothes, shaking his head, "Don't go to Weiyang Gate, the Holy Majesty has ambushed ten thousand soldiers there. , you can't beat...I don't want to see you die..."

Jingyue was upset by crying, and the wolf cub did not come back. The huge psychological gap made him very annoyed. After enduring it again and again, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Lu Xun's neck, and the impatience in his eyes was ready to come out , "What's the use of saying this now? When you went to the palace to inform Jing Jun, why didn't you think that the king treated you well? There are too many people warming the king's bed, so what are you? Get out! "

With that said, he threw Lu Xun on the ground, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave.

The bright moon hung on the tip of the willow, startled a crow, fluttered its wings, and flew away with a "quack".

Nuershu looked around, and then carefully closed the window. He walked lightly to Xiutuye, and said in a low voice, "Father, it's time for us to leave."

Xiu Tuye was twisting a string of Buddhist beads, his whole body was submerged in the shadow of the candle, the expression on his face was unpredictable, after a while, he spoke slowly, with a hoarse voice, "For some reason, the left eyelid is getting old tonight. It's dancing non-stop, this king has no idea..."

"What is there to worry about? King An has already taken out the Qianqiu Talisman and the Mountain and River Order, so what doubts there are?" Nu Ershu waved his hand, and he said: "You are just too cautious, always timid in doing things, Yihaier Look, we can now lead the Rongdi iron cavalry to break through the Qiande Palace, and teach the dog emperor to bow his head to us!"

"That being said, I always feel that something is wrong." Xiu Tuye frowned, he thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "Don't forget that the Dongying people who were massacring the city in Liaodong were driven out by King An Jingyue in the end. ...If he really intends to seek rebellion, why would he defend the city with Qi Wuji?"

Nu Ershu was taken aback by what he said, he smacked his mouth, nodded thoughtfully, "Father Wang seems to have some truth in what he said."

"So rise up tonight... I can't guarantee that he won't turn against me." Xiu Tuye squinted his eyes, clenched his hand holding the prayer beads slightly, and said in silence for a moment: "Let's test Anne again." Wang... Be careful when sailing for thousands of years."

·

There was a bit of wind at night, the moon was hidden behind thin clouds, and the surrounding light dimmed a lot in an instant.

Jing Yue was wearing black iron armor, holding a big knife in his hand, leaning against the wall, and walked slowly towards the Weiyang Gate. He stopped ten steps away from Yongxiang.

Shen Zhou followed behind him, beckoned to the soldiers who were divided into several teams behind, and signaled everyone to lower their bodies and bury in the dark, holding their breath.

The cold light of the sword is fleeting in the dark night, like a fish jumping out of the water, throwing out a little water drop, and then sinking silently into the bottomless sea.

Jing Yue slowly clasped her hand on the handle of the knife, then raised her eyes, staring intently at the closed Weiyang door.

The soldiers were all hiding in the dark, and he wasn't sure where Xiu Tuye's soldiers were in ambush. Now, only by introducing Xiu Tuye to the Weiyang Gate can he "close the door and beat the dog".

It was a cold autumn night, but hot sweat oozed from his forehead, trickling down his sharp jaw and dripping into his collar.

Suddenly, a civet cat lightly jumped onto the palace wall, shook its fur, let out a few "woo woo" sounds, and then quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The surroundings fell into silence again, only the sound of everyone's light breathing remained.

I don't know how long it took, and finally, the voice of the watchman calling the watch came from the deep alley of Chang'an: "Bang—bang bang—"

Jing Yue jumped up, drew out the knife, and pointed it at the gate of Weiyang City!

The soldiers lying in ambush shouted in unison, and the sound of armor and swords colliding was deafening. In the blink of an eye, three thousand soldiers and armor poured out from all directions like a tide, rushing towards the Weiyang Gate.

The fire suddenly illuminated the cold night, the Weiyang Gate burst open, and the soldiers rushed in brandishing their swords, all the way unimpeded, without even meeting a guard guarding the gate.

Jing Yue got on his horse, holding the reins, and looked for the Rongdi cavalry among the soldiers of the Chu Dynasty. After looking around for several times, his expression changed.

——Huutuye did not attend the appointment!

"Not good!" Jing Yue gritted her teeth, and put her legs between the horse's belly, trying to stop the soldiers who continued to charge in.

However, it was too late, "Shuashuashuashua-" There was a sound of armor rubbing above the head, and rows and rows of imperial forest soldiers appeared on the surrounding city walls like ghosts and ghosts. Jing Yue and three thousand soldiers in the alley.

The Yong Lane of Weiyang Gate, which was originally boiling against Yingtian, suddenly fell silent.

The soldiers looked at each other, holding swords in their hands, and stood frozen in place, turning their heads one after another, looking at Jing Yue in bewilderment.

After the cloud breaks through the moon, the melting moonlight shines on the world again, and the rustling wind amplifies everyone's heavy breathing, exploding in their ears like muffled thunder.

"Chuck-"

In the darkness, I don't know who threw away the knife in his hand first, then the second person, the third person... Finally, the sound of the falling sword and halberd reverberated in Weiyang Gate like mountains and seas.

Three thousand sergeants hugged their heads and knelt down one after another.

Yongxiang was quiet.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps sounded from the darkness, "Da, da, da..."

By the shallow moonlight, everyone followed the reputation——

First came the black-soled soap boots, then the hem that dragged the floor, and finally the crown cloak embroidered with sun, moon and dragon patterns.

The three thousand sergeants breathed in unison.

It's Emperor Chu!

Jing Jun wore a flat-beam crown and walked out slowly. The bead on his forehead swayed slightly with his steps, shattering the moonlight, and everyone couldn't see Jing Jun's expression clearly.

"Uncle Emperor." Jing Jun stood still in front of Jing Yue. He raised his head, looked quietly at the tall man sitting on the horse, and said softly, "I never thought that we would meet in this way in the end."

Jing Yue was against the moonlight, half of his face was sunk in the darkness, his complexion was very calm, his dark eyes seemed like a deep pool, unaffected by favor or insult.

For a while, the two of them didn't speak any more. The uncle and nephew looked at each other silently with the moon on their heads.

In the end it was Jing Jun who broke the silence, he grinned almost insanely.

The cool wind poured into the throat, but it was so hot that the heart was bleeding.

Jing Jun coughed convulsively, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs and six lungs. He raised his sleeve and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, then looked up at Jing Yue again, with a hoarse voice: "Uncle Emperor... It's time, I still have to look up at you."