Zheng Rong said

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It is said that the famous family of the Yun family in Nine Dragons, starting from Yueyi, the kings of the three generations are actually puppets, and the real ruler is the Yun family.

In the hands of Yun Zhetian, the power is even greater.When Yun Zhetian was young, he was a romantic and talented man, brave and wise, and embraced all the beauties in the world. The three thousand beauties in his mansion are comparable to the emperor's harem.

The strange thing is that Yun Zhetian has a group of wives and concubines, and he is nearly fifty years old but has no children.

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"Han Lingxuan, he is right." Anxious to keep him, Yun Zhetian directly said Dingkang Lord's name.

Yun Jie grabbed the reins of the horse and let go, the chill penetrated into the five internal organs layer by layer.

"Do you threaten me?"

"Why bother to threaten, you are not willing to go with me, I am afraid there will be countless troubles. If I use force, you can still be here? Han Jun hid you tightly, and it took half a year to see you. If you insist on leaving, next time It's hard to see you again." Yun Zhetian went to hold the rein and raised his chin to signal him to dismount.

Yun Jie's breathing became tighter, and the movement of dismounting was no longer sloppy.Things were far from being as simple as he thought, and there were more secrets behind it, which made him feel chills before he heard it.

"Then what do you mean?"

"Let me ask you, how well do you know that person?" Yun Zhetian laughed again, half-mocking, with a hint of sympathy.

Yun Jie tried his best to control the heart that was about to jump out of his chest, his brows furrowed like a deep ravine.

In fact, Yun Zhetian wasn't sure just a moment ago, but his only son, he couldn't hold his breath and didn't call himself out.

"Someone took advantage of the fact that the Yun family has no successors, sneaked into the Yan family and deliberately spread news on the sidelines, which made me suspect that your mother and son are probably still alive. When I checked many ways to no avail, guess who I received the letter from." ?”

Hearing this cloud order, he felt his hands and feet were cold, and he just looked at it with fear and curiosity without blinking.

Yun Zhetian took out a piece of letter paper, twisted one end and opened it in front of his eyes, "I didn't even try to hide the handwriting of the signature. To be honest, I didn't believe it at first, until I sneaked into the Han army camp in disguise and saw your jade pendant. Make sure what he says is true."

Yun Jie grabbed the letter paper and rushed to the torch. In fact, he didn't need to read the handwriting carefully, he recognized it at the first sight.

"If you still have doubts, you have to believe this." Yun Zhetian took out a piece of letter paper again and folded it in his hands, "According to the agreement in the letter, I will withdraw my troops to lock Hongling, and he will let you recognize me. Hmph, I really think I'm stupid. Today is different from the past. The terrain of Suohongling is dangerous. Once you withdraw, the Han army will occupy the top of the mountain. If you want to take it again, it may not be possible to pour the whole country's soldiers. But for you, I can agree and ask Just let me see you again. But since then there has been no reply."

Yun Jie's complexion was pale at the moment, like a dull clay sculpture, the swaying flames tore at the shadows under his feet, like a trapped beast roaring and struggling to break through the cage.

The wind was mixed with sand and dust, and it was cold, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"I know what he's planning. Han and Yan have been feuding for a long time. It can't be solved by Zhige peace talks. As long as I withdraw my troops, Dingkang will definitely annex the Yan family. I have always wondered why Han Lingxuan didn't allow me to see you. You know, he didn't hold you hostage, you were still in the military camp, but you were put in confinement, the reason is really ridiculous. You are my son, besides me, he knows best, I will be stupid enough to take the initiative to give someone an excuse? As for the reason for planning this drama, now I can guess one or two, whether it is for public or private, I can't help but wonder if there is a deeper purpose behind what he did."

What deeper purpose can't be guessed at the moment, but his own purpose is very clear, to kill the love heart of the heir of the Yun family, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve great things.

Yun Jie's brain throbbed unceasingly, wave after wave, and finally couldn't help squatting down, palms covering his forehead, blue veins popped up on the back of his hands, one temple, teeth marks of months were faintly bloodshot.

The kerosene was burning, dripping on the sand with a hissing sound.

Yun Zhetian stood with his hands behind his back, patiently waiting for a decision.He is confident that the descendants of the Nine Dragons Cloud Clan will not disappoint him.

"Master, it's time to withdraw..."

A distant voice shouted eagerly.

Yun Zhetian looked back, and Han Jun's barracks was shining with a lot of flames. He approached Yun Jie, leaned over and patted his shoulder. Yun Jie slowly raised his head, pulled out the torch on the ground, and retreated step by step, unusually calm, "You go Bar."

Yun Zhetian couldn't believe it, "Are you still reluctant to part with that person?"

"He is full of calculations, how can you be open-minded." The fire flashed in his eyes.

Yun Zhetian was silent for a moment, exhaled a deep breath, and clenched the scabbard tightly.

The torch in Yunjie's hand waved against the wind, pointing at Yunzhetian, "My martial arts are not as good as yours, but I may not be able to deal with you."

The men in black who were ambushing in the sand retreated one after another. Seeing the confrontation between the two, they showed their weapons one after another.

"So you are determined to stay?" Yun Zhetian asked.

"I can't go yet."

The horseshoes are galloping, and the dangerous breath is approaching.

In the end, Yun Zhe made a wink, the man in black retracted his weapon, and with a whistle, several horses rushed out from the darkness.

"Well, I can give you another chance. I don't like being threatened, even if you are the last blood of the Yun family."

After saying that, Yun Zhetian took a deep look, whipped his horse, and disappeared without a trace in a moment.

Yun Jie relaxed in one breath, sweating profusely, and the fire fell uncontrollably. He picked up the halberd, broke the spear head with all his strength, and stabbed it into the shoulder without hesitation. It was strange that he didn't feel any pain, but his strength gradually lost , He couldn't walk two steps, he staggered and fell into the sand, struggling to get up again.

"General, General!"

Tong Huai's armor was damaged, and he rushed over eagerly with a disheveled face, took his arm, half hugged him, and the two of them shuffled and walked very slowly.

"Tong Huai, are you hurt?" Yun Jie tilted his head and smiled.

"It's okay, those people are not my opponents, our people will be here soon, just hold on." Tong Huai was struggling to support Yun Jie's whole body weight.

"It's fine, it's fine..." Yun Jie was unconscious, his feet were heavy and he couldn't move. He tried to pretend to be calm, with a smile on his face all the time, but his legs couldn't be controlled.

After grinding on the spot for a while, both of them finally fell down. The fall affected the wound on the shoulder where the spearhead was still pierced, and seemed to wake him up a little bit. Desperately tugged at his hand,

"To trouble you..."

Tong Huai took it and asked strangely, "What is this?"

Yun Jie gasped for breath, "Help me keep it safe...don't...don't look..."

Tong Huai didn't ask any more questions, and folded the paper and hid it in his arms.

At this time, Han Ji led the troops to arrive, and the flames shot up behind him.

Yun Jie was still struggling to get up, but suddenly his body lightened, Han Ji's livid face was close in front of him, and he wanted to smile again, his head tilted, and he passed out completely.

Han Ji glanced at Tong Huai, then looked around, "Find out who it is."

After leaving a word, he tightened his arms and jumped onto the horseback, with silent anxiety in his solemn eyes.

Immediately afterward, Fan Sheng drove his horse to the west to chase after him.It was the worst mistake he had ever made.Follow too far, and it will be too late by the time he feels something is wrong.

With a high fever and blood loss, Yun Jie, who was originally weak in Qi and blood, fell into a coma for three days.

When he woke up on the fourth day, he found that he was still in the barracks, and there was no one in the tent.

The first thing he thought of was the letter to Tong Huai for safekeeping.

Han Ji came in with a bowl of medicine. Seeing him sitting up alone, he stretched out the back of his hand against his forehead to test the temperature, and said, "Drink the medicine."

Yun Jie took it silently and drank it in one gulp. He only glanced at Han Ji when he entered the door, and that one glance made him shudder.

"Where's Tong Huai?" He lowered his head and asked.

"Be on errand."

"I don't worry if I don't see him with my own eyes."

Han Ji then walked to the door, ordered Fan Sheng to bring the person, and then asked, "Who attacked you? Can you identify it?"

Yun Jie shook his head, "Dressed in commoner clothes, using ordinary weapons, I don't recognize them, what did you find?"

Han Ji stared, with a natural voice, "There is no trace left."

Yun Jie frowned slightly, and unbuttoned a corner of his underwear. His pale skin was attached to the exquisite jade pendant, which was even more translucent in comparison. His shoulders were wrapped in thick gauze, which was a little itchy. He scratched it with his hands.

Han Ji took his hand away, "The wound is healing, bear with it."

Yun Jie really stopped scratching, and tied up his shirt, but the jade pendant was exposed on his chest.

Not long after, Fan Sheng announced the arrival of someone from across the door.

Han Ji got up to avoid them, and poured tea at the table with his back to them.

Yun Jie called Tong Huai closer to him, "Are you not injured? Don't force yourself if you feel uncomfortable, so you can rest for a few days."

He stretched out his palm. At that angle, even if Han Ji turned around, he couldn't fully see the movements of the two of them.

Tong Huai was very clever, he understood it immediately, quickly took out the paper ball and handed it to him, "Thank you, General, for your concern."

"Don't call me a general, I'm about to leave the barracks."

Tong Huai asked in surprise, "The battle is not over yet, the general is leaving?"

Yun Jie raised his eyes, Han Jiban looked sideways at them from the corner of his eye, "It should be..."

Tong Huai lowered his head, feeling more sad than sorry, "Why..."

Yun Jie smiled lightly, "Everything in the world has a cause and an effect, so it's pointless to force it."

Tong Huai seemed to understand but pouted, he sat on the edge of the bed, Baba looked at the cloud steps, and felt extremely wronged and had nowhere to rest and would not be driven away.

As soon as he sat down, Han Ji closed the lid of the cup with a snap, and said with a cold face, "You just woke up, too much work is not conducive to the recovery of the wound, it's better to sleep."

As soon as the words fell, Fan Sheng walked in. Of course, his master was not good at driving people away, so he had to do it for him.

The words were spoken by himself, so Han Ji also left the camp together.

"What did you give him just now?" Han Ji stopped the way when he walked to the far avenue.

Tong Huai replied politely, "What do you say if you don't know how to join the army?"

Han Ji raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly, "I don't think you have suffered enough."

Then he gave Fan Sheng a hint, and Fan Sheng immediately sealed the acupoint, Tong Huai's voice of calling for help was stuck in his throat, his eyes were wide open, and his two streams of anger were burning.

The means of extorting a confession vary from person to person. For Tong Huai, if there is no physical trauma, of course he cannot be tortured. The only thing left is to hang the person upside down, block the mouth, put the back of the head on the ground, twist the neck so much that it is difficult to breathe, and then take grass clippings and other thin and light Something scratched the soles of his feet.

Of course, no one knows about this except the person who executed and received the punishment.

And every night when the night is quiet, Yun Jie can't help staring at the wrinkled letter paper again and again, with dazzling handwriting and words of pure exchange of interests, he wants to swallow this 'criminal evidence' alive several times.

Even after a long confrontation, he asked Han Ji if he had anything to say, and felt that Han Ji had almost reached the point of his mouth, but it took him a long time to get the answer of 'no' and a forced smile.

And that night, the two of them shared the same pillow, and the night was silent.

The next day Yunjie woke up early in the morning. After a cup of tea, Han Ji sat up suddenly and looked around in a hurry. The moment he saw Yunjie, he was obviously relieved.

"Originally, I wanted to wait for you to tell me, so there would be room for slowing down, but I couldn't wait."

After Han Ji was fully dressed, Yun Jie drank the last sip of tea, put his hand into his chest, pulled off the jade pendant and put it on the table.

"Perhaps you are more familiar with this stuff than I am."

Han Ji's performance was more indifferent than he expected, "I have seen it many times in the past few days, what to do with it."

Yun Jie laughed abruptly, and sneered shortly, "Before that, you were the only person other than my mother and me who had seen it."

"I saw it when the Wei River broke its embankment."

"You've seen it earlier by the river."

Han Ji was silent for a while, "Yes."

Yun Jie's eyes turned hard, "You must let me tell you before you will admit it?"

Han Ji avoided his eyes and went to pour tea, "I don't understand what you mean..."

Han Ji's voice was abrupt, and there was a very short clang when the sword was unsheathed, and the cold light of the sword in his left hand was shining, and it was half an inch in front of his throat.

Yun Jie held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and even though he was breathing unevenly, the blade of the sword lying between the two of them was extremely stable.

"You have known my background for a long time. If you are still lucky, you can't deny it!" Yun Jie threw the two pieces of paper into Han Ji's arms.

Han Ji glanced at him, his face immediately changed, and he opened his mouth slightly, unable to utter a word.

"What a big game, Han Ji, it's really admirable..." Yun Jie kept shaking his head.

"No..." Han Ji opened his mouth to argue, but his confidence was a little lacking, and his eyes wandered, "At first I just wanted to keep you, but you wanted to come to the barracks!"

"So you spread rumors and put me in confinement to drive me crazy, and you are willing to go with you? I have to say that you are the only person in this world who understands me. You expect me not to resist, because I am used to submitting to everything. I am a coward and a coward. I'm afraid, you can spy on the darkest side of my heart!"

Yun Jie said to move the sword forward, and said in a hoarse voice, "I am such an ugly person, why don't you let me go?!"

Han Ji swallowed, his Adam's apple almost pierced the edge of the sword, he opened his mouth to speak,

But he was stopped by Yun Jie, "Don't use such a high-sounding reason as love! Why are you so confident that I will not betray you and the three armies? I can kill you with one sword right now!"

The sharp point of the sword cut through his skin, and blood seeped into his collar. Han Ji seemed ignorant, and even leaned forward slightly, "You know that Yun Zhetian has never looked for your mother and child, although there are countless wives and daughters, and no children under your knees. , but there are many adoptive sons, nephews and nephews, what he promises you may not be able to give you."

The light in Yun Jie's eyes dimmed, and the hand holding the sword was no longer firm, "Since that's the case, why use my background to blackmail him?"

"I've already regretted it a lot, Yunjie, let's go back to the capital, whatever you want to do, it's up to you." Han Ji said earnestly.If the sword stabbed him, he still had a chance to ask for forgiveness, but when he saw Yun Jie's dim eyes, he was instantly flustered and confused. He was too clear about the person he loved in front of him. However, he can't do anything to cause chaos in the world because of his own personal hatred.

Yun Jie lowered his hands and looked at the floor. Some blood stains in the sword groove quickly dried up, and the cold light was as fresh as new. He had never felt so frustrated in a defeat on the battlefield, "You say you regret it, I believe it. Let me ask you one last thing, actually you Your plan is not whether I will betray you, you know I will not, what you really hope is that I will submit to the clouds, control the military power of the Yan family, and one day, give the Yan family to you. Isn't it?"

Yun Jie raised his face, his eyes were bloodshot, frightening.

Han Ji was completely dazed, a chill came down his spine, and the voice in his heart was churning wildly, clamoring for him to deny it, but he could only stare at Yunjie intently, unable to say a word of no.

That's enough.

Yun Jie raised the corners of his mouth inadvertently, "Let's go."

Han Ji took a step forward unconsciously, and stretched out his arms tremblingly.

Yun Jie raised his sword again, and the next moment the table beside him split in two.The sun shines into the tent, surrounded by dust, carnival between light and darkness.

"You and I will not owe each other from now on, let's go!"

Fan Sheng, who came to return to his life, stopped abruptly, and the last shout echoed in his ears. He was shocked, stunned, and dared not make a sound.

I also saw his master come out of the tent like a ghost.

With a whistling sound, the sword flew out of the tent, penetrated Han Ji's sleeve, and plunged obliquely into the ground.

"Hmm...meaning that both of them plot against him."