Zheng Rong said

36

Han Ji waited for a long time outside the handsome tent.

Deeper and heavier.

The eyelashes and hair are covered with a thin layer of fine water droplets.

The clothes on his body were also damp silently.

For four consecutive days without rest or sleep, he couldn't bear it any longer. He leaned against a tree outside the tent and closed his eyes unknowingly.

"Master, go back to the tent and rest for a while," Fan Sheng, who stood behind him, took a step forward and called, "Your subordinates are here to guard."

Han Ji yawned. Not far away, the candles in the handsome tent were dimly lit. Yang Zhan knew what he should know. He was really sleepy, so he stopped thinking about it.He can rest assured that there is Fan Sheng, at least if he doesn't care about the consequences, so far he has done a good job in every Fan Sheng.

The next day.

Han Ji wakes up and lives for Hui Fan.

Yang Zhan finally passed him into the account.

You can see everything at a glance, but you can't see Yunjie. He is suspicious, Yang Zhan said, "Don't look for it and don't blame Fansheng. He has already gone to my camp. Don't bother him these few days."

Han Ji sighed and sat down.It was as if fatigue had been planted in his flesh and blood, spreading out all the time.

"Uncle knows everything."

Yang Zhan sat aside and poured tea.

"Leaving aside the origin of your relationship, what I am wondering is, how can you be sure that he will do what you plan?"

"He was born in Dingkang and grew up in Dingkang. He has no affection for the Yan family, let alone a sense of belonging. Moreover, the clouds cover the sky, and he doesn't care about their mother and child at all."

"With the kindness of knowing you, he must be on our side."

"That's right. This battle has lasted so long, regardless of the strength of the country and the people, the Yan family will eventually lose. It is only a matter of time. But if the war can be ended with less damage, it will benefit the country and the people. Yan family The monarch is just a puppet, he will persuade Yun Zhetian to replace him, and in the near future he will be the master of the Yan clan..."

He had the idea of ​​using Yunjie, and he actually did so. Some things were deliberately done, but gradually he got deep into it, and his selfishness made it difficult for him to control himself.It can only be said that it is too late to regret at this moment.

"Have you ever thought that Yun Zhetian is his biological father after all."

Hearing this sentence, Han Ji's whole body shuddered, and he looked at Yang Zhan, "What about the biological father? It's a big crime to be born without raising him."

"Talk is better than nothing," Yang Zhan sighed, leaning his head back on the seat, "Your father wanted to give you to the Yan family as a hostage several times back then, you hate him, right? From this to that, do you think Ling The general should also hate the clouds."

"It's strange if you don't hate it."

I still remember the trembling appearance of the father at that time, saying that he would exchange him for peace between the two countries, but the mother was cowardly and said nothing.

"It doesn't matter anymore." Han Ji continued.

"You don't remember how much the emperor loved you when you were a child. For the sake of the overall situation, he had no choice but to do this. You can't just deny the fact that he loves you. You didn't do the same thing as him."

"I'm not like him."

"The essence is almost the same. Yun Zhetian has personally committed dangers many times, and the road to finding a son can be described as arduous. Even if there are thousands of mistakes, blood is thicker than water. You are forcing him."

Han Ji snorted coldly, "Does Uncle think that Yun Zhetian will really give up because of threats? It's true that he is eager to find a son, but if his plan is blocked, it is true that his relatives will not recognize him. One spot. The reason why the two sides are tacit understanding now is that he is worried that this matter will spread. If the soldiers under his command know that he can abandon his own son, how does he feel about it? ...But having said that, he is capable of killing kings and usurping the throne, and he doesn't care about his reputation." After Han Ji finished speaking, his brows were worried.

At this point, it doesn't matter whether the war will continue for another thirty or fifty years.He only cares about one person.

Yang Zhan looked at him, unable to speak for a long time.The stakes are clear in the chest, and it is better to be far-sighted and think, it is not in vain to sacrifice your life to protect him.

But in this calculation, someone is destined to be victimized.

"Unless these things happen, one day General Ling will be worthy to be the commander-in-chief of the three armies. It's a pity, a pity, you ruined him."

Han Ji took a tight breath, "What did he say?"

Yang Zhan smiled, "I didn't say anything. He's very smart. You may not miss what you think of him. Although you don't see him complaining, it's not hard to imagine your biological father and... It's right to say that they are the one you like. Both of them have worked hard. It is inevitable that you will be sad and disappointed if you seek him out.”

"He..." The words of the ideal person lingered in Han Ji's mind, and he felt aggrieved, "I always thought I was wishful thinking, and he wished he could get rid of me..."

Yang Zhan took a deep look at him, "Isn't it enough just because he is willing to go back to Beijing with you?"

Han Ji smiled wryly, "It's just a helpless move."

There was a moment of silence.

The guards passed by, and the sound of clanking and armor was orderly and solemn, gradually fading away.

Silent sigh.

"Uncle, please do something." Han Ji lowered his head.

Yang Zhan looked at him, but didn't make a sound.

Han Ji still lowered his eyes, "We must be optimistic about him, he is a deep-minded person."

"Worried that he won't make it through this hurdle and do stupid things?" Yang Zhan asked.

Han Ji silently nodded.

Ten days have passed.

Whenever Yang Zhan gave him news, his mood was stable.

Hearing this, Han Ji calmed down.

On this day, Fan Sheng reported in a hurry that he saw Yun Jie walking on the avenue and went to the commander's tent.

Han Ji suddenly became flustered and hurried to the handsome tent.

Sure enough, the person turned his back to him, standing upright, looking extremely energetic.

He took a step forward cautiously.

"Ji'er?" Yang Zhan saw him first.

Yun Jie turned around, his eyes were calm, without any emotion.

Han Ji bent his eyes and smiled far-fetchedly.

"I'm leaving." Yun Jie said lightly.

Han Ji's face collapsed immediately, "Where are you going?"

"The clouds cover the sky." Yun Jie said bluntly.

Han Ji was dumb for a moment, staring straight at him, his heart racing suddenly, "No...I can't." His voice trembled slightly.

He looked at Yang Zhan in a blink of an eye, his heart sank suddenly, "Uncle agreed?"

Yang Zhan closed his eyes and agreed.

But Han Ji suddenly turned sideways, and Fan Sheng's saber suddenly left his body, a cold light flashed, the sword clanged in Han Ji's hand, and the sword-bearer's eyes were shining, as if he was already dignified,

"Fan Sheng, pass on the order, my royal family will come in person, and the three armies are on guard to welcome you, and you are not allowed to enter or leave!"

Fan Sheng hesitated for a while, and Han Ji coldly shouted at him,

"What? You dare to disobey?!"

So Fan Sheng turned around and took a step outside.

At this moment, the corners of Yun Jie's mouth suddenly curled up, Han Ji was stunned by the long-lost smile, watching him approach step by step.

Yun Jie put aside the horizontally raised sword and pressed down on the back of his hand, the two of them were so close that they could smell their breath.

Han Ji seemed to be dazed, his sword hand dropped unconsciously, and his breath became short of breath.

Yun Jie tilted his head slightly.

Kissing Han Ji's lips as if no one else was around.

Like a muffled thunder in the ear, the dream is neither waking up nor waking up, Han Ji's eyes are hot, and he responds to a deeper kiss.

It was beautiful but short-lived, Han Ji pulled away suddenly, he raised his hand over his shoulder, and was catching Yun Jie's raised arm, three inches behind his neck, was the unfallen split palm.

Suddenly his brows frowned, and tears filled his unclosed eyes, which flickered and leaked out the moment he closed them. He leaned back and fell into Fan Sheng's prepared arms, carrying his inexhaustible love Resentment, unconsciousness.

He guarded against Yun Jie, but not Fan Sheng.

The barracks was full of voices.

There were killing sounds everywhere.

Yun Jie held Yang Zhan hostage with a sharp sword, and really staged a plot of the next crime.

The dormant rumors were finally confirmed.

The yellow sand raged in the northwest, covering the sky and covering the earth, obliterating the people in an instant.

A farewell to life and death.