Zheng Rong said

Eighteen

Yun Jie stayed in the Ling Mansion doing nothing all day long, loneliness is not scary, the battlefield in the military camp is even colder than this, he has become used to it.

The one who couldn't bear it was Han Ji, who seemed to have forgotten about him, and he was willing to accept beating and killing, but he was just thrown aside like this, without any straightforward words.

He desperately needs a decisive decision.

I mentioned it to the servants in the mansion many times, and the other party responded nicely, but no one came to summon him for a long time.

He finally couldn't wait, and went to the gate of the imperial city alone.

The guards were very guarded, and they didn't believe that he was the well-known General Ling on the gold list.

In desperation, he had to turn back.

Someone was following along the way.

He didn't turn his head until the gate of the mansion, wanting to expose, took someone to force Han Ji to show up.

But he found that the person following him was actually Zhang Zhixiao.

Zhang Zhixiao looked sluggish and lost his mind, maybe he followed him at some point.

Yun Jie greeted him, and said, "Know??"

Looking at Zhang Zhixiao's face up close, his face was pale and miserable, and when he heard Yunjie's voice, his eyes finally focused, his eyes were as red as blood, and his voice was infinitely sad, "Yunjie..."

Yun Jie saw that he looked like he was going to collapse at any time, so he hurriedly led him into the mansion first, "Let's go in and talk about it."

As soon as Fang sat down, Zhang Zhixiao couldn't stop crying, and endured so stubbornly that he was out of breath and gasped for breath.

The situation at this moment is to ask Zhang Zhixiao if he can make a sentence, Yun Jie is silent, waiting patiently for him to stabilize his mood.

Zhang Zhixiao sobbed silently, his eyes gradually swelled like nuclei, and finally subsided after a quarter of an hour.

"Is it better?" Yun Jie stared sideways, not understanding what kind of grief made him so uncontrollable, "Drink your saliva first."

The tea was [-]% cold, which was just right for Zhang Zhixiao, who was steaming from crying, "Hmm..."

Zhang Zhixiao drank the herbal tea in one gulp, and said in a nasal voice, "Sorry, I just laughed."

"If it's convenient, you can tell me what you want." Yun Jie leaned over and filled his teacup.

She would never follow him back to the house in a daze just to cry.

Zhang Zhixiao smiled wryly, "I just came out from him, he said he was going to get married, I just...couldn't slow down for a while... just in time to see you... for some reason, I followed..."

"Marrying a wife and having children is always the right way, not to mention he is a prince..."

Before the words were finished, Zhang Zhixiao interrupted in a hurry, "How about the prince, when he was in good company with me, he had already made a vow not to let others gossip, and never marry! How could he... treacherous..." The ending was choked up. Tears filled my eyes.

Yun Jie didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had no choice but to say, "That's right, he shouldn't, or he also has difficulties."

Zhang Zhixiao rubbed the corners of his eyes fiercely, "He said that the marriage was bestowed by the emperor, and the emperor's order is hard to disobey. This marriage is related to the interests of both countries."

"There's nothing wrong with that..." Yu Gong said it was reasonable.

"But... But why didn't your majesty marry? I have never heard of your majesty accepting a concubine. The middle palace is still vacant, and there have been discussions among the people for a long time."

Yun Jie was completely silent, not knowing what to say after thinking about it,

This time, Zhang Zhixiao realized that Yunjie actually agreed with Han Tang's marriage, and he was saddened by it, so he lay down on the table and sobbed without saying a word.

After a long time, Yun Jie saw that his body was no longer trembling slightly, and he called twice, but no echo was heard, and when he looked closer, he was already soundly asleep.

Just as he was hesitating how to deal with it, the maid sent a message outside, asking King Qin to see him.

Han Tang rushed straight to the main hall, looking anxious, seeing that Zhang Zhixiao was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked Yun Jie.

But he didn't seem to be in a hurry to take him away, he picked up Zhang Zhixiao's used cup and drank a cup of tea together.

After drinking, he glanced at Yun Jie beside him, "Did I tell you?"

"Yes." Yun Jie replied.

"General Ling is going to benefit the country, so I think he can understand."

"Understood," Yun Jie hesitated, "but the two countries are in an alliance, wouldn't it be more sincere for your majesty to marry him?"

Han Tang smiled to himself, "It's not all because of you."

Yun Jie's face froze for an instant, and he said after a while, "My lord made a promise with Zhizhi, and the lord can see that he is in great grief right now."

"Nuo Dangshou, do you mean that? But if I don't marry, the emperor will have to marry. Aren't you sad?" Han Tang suddenly realized, "By the way, General Ling said he understands, but he won't be sad."

Cloud steps are silent,

Seeming to have annoyed Han Tang, he said with a touch of anger, "Are you really confused or pretending to be confused? Brother Huang is interested in you, and you really don't know?"

Yun Jie stood aside, staring at the floor, his whole body was on guard.

Han Tang looked up and down six ways, this person made him hard to figure out, "I'm curious, why did you put yourself in such a situation, to show yourself weak, to act like a spoiled child, to be a prince, general, fame and fortune, as much as you want, isn't it right? What do you want?"

Yun Jie laughed sullenly, "My lord seems to know me better than I do."

"It's nothing to compare to. I just heard that General Ling had no father since he was a child. He lived with his mother for a living. After experiencing the bitterness of the world, he decided to become a leader and joined the army. He was brave enough to kill the enemy on the battlefield, but the belated appreciation Only two years ago, General Ling risked his life and fought hard for three years before he was able to rise to the top and was promoted to a general, which is really inspirational and touching."

Yun Jie smiled to himself, silently and invisible, "What the prince said is indeed my next life."

"Is there a difference?"

"There is no difference in every sentence. I want to ask the lord, the lord was entrusted to pass on the message, but he was also entrusted to know it?"

Han Tang's eyes suddenly darkened, and he quickly covered it up, "Huh! I just want to advise General Ling, enough is enough. Even if you can't see him working hard on state affairs every day, you can understand it."

"The king of a country should be like this. But I can see that the prince sincerely wants to know that he forcibly gave you a marriage. Have you ever thought of refusing it?"

Han Tang was stunned for a moment, his gaze was like a sword when he woke up, "General Ling is really admirable, you didn't listen to what I said so earnestly, and you are still thinking about other people's family affairs, I know my own way to understand. I have already said earlier that if I don’t marry, I can only marry the emperor, if he wants to hear what you say, he will die on the spot.”

Han Tang went to help Zhang Zhixiao up, but Zhang Zhixiao was in a deep sleep, and it was hard for him to walk, so Han Tang hugged Zhang Zhixiao.

The setting sun is setting, the light in the house is dim, and the square and long floor shaped like a door frame is warm and bright.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared and disappeared suddenly, like an illusion.

The two people in the room didn't notice it.

"Why doesn't the prince call off the engagement? How can you break the vow?"

Yun Jie stood in front of Han Tang, not letting him go easily.

Han Tang was angry from the top of his head, and laughed instead,

After a while, he stopped laughing, "General Ling, I am more and more sure of my conjecture now. From the time you learned the name of the emperor, you only have a utilitarian heart. Han Naiguo's surname is known to everyone in the world, even Marshal Yang. Don't you know that you have to give way by seven points? You can do it by borrowing the mouth of the emperor's brother, right?"

Yun Jie's voice is hoarse, is this also Han Ji's idea?he wants to ask.

"A speechless refutation? Please make way, I don't bother with what I know."

Han Tang strayed into the setting sun, walked to the door, and stopped suddenly, "Emperor...brother..."

Han Ji, who was standing against the wall for an unknown amount of time, folded his hands and closed his eyes, his breath was like ten miles of frost.

He waved his hands slightly, stood upright and took a few steps towards the threshold.

Then the door slammed shut.

The light could not be caught, and it was half-bright and half-dark.

"Is he right or not?" Han Ji asked.

An arm's length is like thousands of miles.