Quick Travel: Passing Through the Bloody World

On the way back to Beijing, Teng Shenyi was still a little dazed and didn't quite understand how things had turned out like this.

He was still thinking about how to reveal to Xiahou Yunyan the fact that his soul was enshrined in a fox, so that he could return to Beijing with Xiahou Yunyan.

As a result, Pei Yu had already become the wizard personally invited to the capital by the emperor.

This decree is equivalent to telling the world that Pei Yu's identity is extraordinary and no one can touch him easily.

The case that Pei Yu solved in Xianzhou was similar to an old case twelve years ago. The fact that he solved the case within three days proved that he was very capable.

Furthermore, the investigation method he adopted also told everyone in a big way that he was a wizard with considerable strength.

In order to cover up the truth, the emperor is now searching the whole world for a wizard to condense Teng Shenyi's soul. Because of this, Pei Yu, the wizard who has just become famous, quickly became famous to the ears of people in the capital.

Regardless of whether the emperor was willing or not, he was extremely happy to issue an edict and personally invite Pei Yu to the capital.

It's legitimate and no one can move it.

Teng Shenyi lay in Pei Yu's arms, and couldn't help but sigh that this was a simple and effective action that could give a loud slap in the face to those who were full of evil intentions.

The scenery of Xianzhou disappeared inch by inch as the wheels of the carriage rolled.

After leaving Xianzhou and crossing the Huai River, the hills gradually decrease and a vast plain area appears before your eyes.

Because returning to Beijing to reunite with Teng Shenyi's soul was of vital importance, the convoy traveled almost overnight except for necessary stops for rest.

Seeing that the capital was only a day's journey away, they finally stopped in the evening and set up a temporary tent to rest.

Because of Pei Yu's special status, except for the tent of the seventh princess Xiahou Yunyan, the best tent in the entire caravan was reserved for him.

Although it was the best, the trip was in a hurry, the makeshift tent was not big, and there was no soft couch available, so the thick quilt was folded thickly for rest.

Outside the tent was a crackling fire. The footsteps of the guards patrolling around the tent went from near to far, and then seemed to pass by the tent.

In the quiet tent, Teng Shenyi lay in Pei Yu's arms, listening to his breathing, but he could no longer sleep.

The road back to Beijing was getting shorter and shorter, but he was feeling a little homesick.

He asked to garrison the northwestern border because, firstly, the war in the northwest was tense, and he was young and energetic at the time, and felt that he could lead the troops to repel the invading Huns; secondly, he was not a fool, because his father Teng Changying was the only marquis of a different surname since the founding of the Le Dynasty, and he himself was a military general and inherited his father's Teng Family Army.

Going to the northwest, there are even people who only know Teng Changying, Marquis of Ding'an, and do not know the words of the current Emperor Qingfeng.

Since Teng Changying and his son Teng Shenyi were more powerful than him, it was impossible for Emperor Qingfeng to just watch them grow in power.

Teng Shenyi asked to go to the northwest border in order to avoid the limelight and stay away from the turmoil in the capital.

However...the man in Beijing never thought of letting him go.

It's only been three years, why did they choose to attack him now when the Huns are approaching?

Emperor Qingfeng was so determined to weaken the strength of the Teng family army regardless of the serious situation.

There must be some reason that forced him to act rashly.

Suddenly, Teng Shenyi felt a tingling sensation in his chest, and soon this itchy feeling that he could not touch spread throughout his body.

Then Teng Shenyi's eyes went dark, and when he saw it again, he found that his perspective on Pei Yu had changed.

Teng Shenyi was stunned for a moment, subconsciously raised his hand to look at his human palm, then his body froze and did not move.

However, before Teng Shenyi could think about how to get out of this embarrassing situation, he felt the arm under his head move.

Afterwards, the Buddhist disciple who was originally sleeping soundly had his eyelashes trembling slightly, and showed signs of waking up.

Teng Shenyi suddenly felt that his heart was about to jump out, and in a flash he quickly covered Pei Yu's eyes with one hand.

The person who had just woken up didn't know why someone suddenly covered his eyes. His eyelashes brushed against Teng Shenyi's palm as he blinked slowly and dully, bringing a subtle touch.

Then, the Buddhist disciple stretched out a hand to grab the villain who covered his eyes, but he touched a smooth piece of skin, and his hand suddenly stopped there.

"Who are you? Why are you here? And...dressed like this."

At the end, Fozi's cold voice seemed a little more difficult to speak.

The two of them were very close to each other. It was spring and the nights were still a little hot. Under the quilt, there was only a thin layer of lining between their skin and their body temperature was very clear.

Teng Shenyi felt that this kind of situation was really not suitable for conversation.

But his eyes were covered by his own large palms, and Pei Yu's chin was exposed. His lips were slightly pursed because of anxiety, and they looked rosy and beautiful.

This distance, this contact, this scene that is controlled by him, Teng Shenyi...

Teng Shenyi's Adam's apple rolled twice, and the bad habits he had developed from being in the army for a long time began to bubble up.

He lifted Pei Yu's chin with the fingertips of his other hand, pinched it gently, and said with a smile: "Monk, you are proficient in rituals, but you don't know who I am?"

The man whose chin he pinched struggled a little, his voice filled with anger.

"I only know that it is impolite to enter someone's tent in the middle of the night."

"Etiquette is set by you laymen, but I am a demon. How can a monk like you talk to me about etiquette?"

"..."

The Buddhist fell silent.

Teng Shenyi suddenly closed the distance between them and felt the entangled breathing of the two.

His eyes fell on Pei Yu's lips and he lowered his head.

The voice was loud, and a kiss landed on Pei Yu's chin with a "pop" sound.

Before Pei Yu could react, he pulled up the silk belt to cover Pei Yu's eyes, picked up the cassock on the side and put it on, then quickly rushed out of the tent.

After completing this series of actions, Pei Yu pulled off the ribbon and saw only the swaying door curtain.

Pei Yu lowered his eyes and stared at the ribbon in his hand, then sneered.

This person really interprets the word "fox spirit" to perfection.