I am a cat in the palace

From Baiye City to the capital, there is only the last barrier left - the North Camp of Luohewei, which was specially set up by Duan Zhenghong to target the Yanwei Army.

"We can't delay in Luohewei for too long. In my opinion, we should divide the troops into two groups. One way is to entangle Luohewei. You don't have to fight them desperately and drag them. The other way is to go south along Qingzhou Prefecture with light clothes. , break through the capital, no matter what, we must enter the capital before the second prince."

"Have you contacted Jingzhong? Are Wanji ready?"

"Returning to the general, Master Wan has already sent a letter, and the Beijing Central Dark Guard camp has been arranged properly, and the north gate will be opened as soon as the general's fireworks signal lights up."

"it is good!"

In the second prince's camp, the atmosphere was not so harmonious.

"I didn't expect Baiye City to be so worthless! Didn't it claim to have [-] soldiers, and could resist the enemy for several months? The result? In less than ten days, the main general was killed, and the city gate was actually blocked by a group of soldiers." It was opened, and for what? Just for ten taels of silver per person! A fortified city lost its gate just for ten taels of silver.

After receiving the battle report of Baiye City, King Shun was so angry that his chest heaved sharply, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood on the table.

On the other hand, the second prince on the main seat was as motionless as a mountain, and only glanced lazily at the people below, "Uncle Shun, don't rush to get angry. Thinking about it from the other side, this matter is not completely useless for us."

"The Yanwei Army breaks through Baiye City, seeing that they are getting closer and closer to the capital, Luohewei must try their best to surround the Yanwei army, and there is only one line of defense left from Baiye City to the capital, which is the base camp of Luohewei. If we shrink back to defense, the pressure on our side will also be reduced."

"Now is no longer the time to complain about Baiye City's ineffectiveness. If I were the third child, I would definitely divide my troops into two groups, entangle Luohewei all the way, and break through the capital all the way."

"What we have to do now is to compete with the third child for time. My suggestion is to divide the troops into two groups, leaving the southern battalion to deal with Luohewei, and heading to the capital."

The second prince's proposal should be correct from a strategic point of view.

But when he finished speaking, there was silence in the whole big tent.

The question is so obvious, who stays?Who is going to the capital?

The Yanwei army has two leaders, but the two leaders have only one heart. It is conceivable that there will be no disputes in the two directions of staying to resist the enemy and going to the capital to seize the throne.

But it was different here. Although King Shun had announced in a high-profile manner from the very beginning that he wanted to avenge the late emperor and regain the throne for his second nephew, but when the stakes came, he would never give up the opportunity to enter the capital first.

The second prince looked at the wonderful faces of the people below, and sneered, knowing that King Shun would not be able to stay, so he didn't say too much, so he ordered a few generals and ordered them to stay and entangle Luohewei. Together with the army into the capital.

Several generals cried out in their hearts that it was unlucky, but they couldn't refute it, so they could only bite the bullet and accept orders.

Township government.

It was the new year, and Duan Zhenghong was still in the mansion and did not go to the army. He just looked at the battle report delivered to him, and his already hard face was as cold as ten layers of ice.

"Everyone has a good plan." Duan Zhenghong sneered.

"What do you think of Luohewei and the imperial army? Children are playing with flower guns. They all want to divide their troops and attack the capital first. Hmph! Okay, okay, let's put the battlefield of the decisive battle in the capital. Let's see who owns this world!"

"Come here, prepare the horse, and enter the palace."

Ling Wuzheng did not stay to deal with Luohewei as the second prince had guessed, the old Yinggong and Lin Guanchen, the grandson of Lin's parents, remained behind as the leader. , is already a good general with all-round talents in civil and military affairs.

Handing over the Luohe Weidong camp to the calm and experienced British Duke and Lin Guanchen made Wuzheng and Shangxin very relieved.

"Your Highness? Your Highness? Shang Xin!" After Ling Wuzheng finished speaking about the military affairs, he turned around and wanted to ask Shang Xin if he had any comments, but he didn't get an answer after asking twice, so he had to call Shang Xin's name directly.

When Shangxin heard Ling Wuzheng's raised voice, he suddenly woke up and looked at Ling Wuzheng.

"Uncle? What's the matter?"

Ling Wuzheng looked at Shangxin with some displeasure, "What's wrong with your Highness recently? Why are you always in a trance?"

Shang Xin quickly sat up straight, subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch Daxian, and realized that Daxian didn't follow him into the tent when he felt something empty in his hand. He stays in his own tent and usually doesn't follow him out.

"I'm sorry, Uncle, but the capital is in sight, and I can't help but think about some old things."

Ling Wuzheng lowered his eyelids slightly, but his tone was quite severe: "It's not too late to think about it when you return to the palace. Now is not a good time to recall the past. There is no room for distractions on the battlefield."

"Yes, what uncle taught me is that I won't do it again." Shang Xin immediately nodded to admit his mistake, but the generals under him persuaded Ling Wuzheng not to be so strict with Shang Xin. What's wrong.

After the generals left, Ling Wuzheng said to Shang Xin who was about to leave: "I'll let your master go to your tent in a while, and then I'll take your pulse. His face is always pale, and those medicinal meals must be taken care of." Don’t think that you don’t take your body seriously when you’re young.”

Shang Xin looked a little nervous, "No need, you always say I have a pale face, maybe it's because I've been staying in the tent recently and didn't go out to practice, so you always think I have a pale face. In fact, I have been pale since I was a child. My body is still whiter. Also, I have been eating the medicinal food that the master gave me all the time. I think I am fine and there is nothing wrong with me. The master has been tired all day in the wounded barracks. Let him rest well at night. ran to me."

Hearing what Shang Xin said, Ling Wuzheng looked at him suspiciously, "Are you all right?"

"It's all right! Can this still deceive you? Do you want me to show you a set of long fists now?" Shang Xin looked at Ling Wuzheng dumbfounded.

"Okay then, but you still have to insist on eating those medicinal foods. This young man's face is so pale that he doesn't even look bloody. I remember that although your mother was pale when she was young, her little face was also pink and ruddy. Fuck it, why didn't you follow your mother?" Ling Wuzheng babbled as he walked out of the tent.

Shang Xin was speechless.

After getting out of the big tent, night had already fallen, Shang Xin felt a little cold, so she couldn't help pulling the fire mouse skin cloak on her body.

"Fatty!"

And at this moment, suddenly a voice came from not far away, familiar yet a little strange...

Shang Xin looked up to where the voice came from, and was a little dazed for a while, unable to respond.

"Hey, are you stupid?" A cheerful voice approached, twisted around, and the man pulled off his cloak and slipped into his arms.

He immediately circled and hugged the person tightly, and soon his slightly cold body was warmed up by the person next to him.

"You... seem to have grown a bit taller." The two shared a cloak, turned and walked into Shang Xin's military tent.

The two completely ignored the gazes of the guards outside the military tent and the soldiers patrolling the camp, or the soldiers completely ignored the two noblemen who were embracing each other tightly, probably because they had grown tired of watching them over the years, and they were not surprised.

"Did you notice it too, no? When I just changed, I also found that I had grown taller. The original clothes were a bit shorter. Look, they are now at the tip of your ears." Daxian jumped happily He is good at gesturing to the height of his own monk Xin.

The two embraced and entered the military tent. Daxian helped Shang Xin take off the cloak on his shoulders, and then pulled him to spread his palms excitedly, showing him a cluster of small spiritual fires in his palms.

Daxian chattered non-stop, with a happy face, Shang Xin looked at him with a smile, but his gaze focused on his open and closed lips——

"Well……"

Daisen's noisy voice came to an abrupt end——

"Finally I can hold you like this again."

The lips and tongues that have been entangled fiercely for a long time until they can't breathe, finally parted reluctantly, but Shang Xin was reluctant to let Daxian leave her arms, and still held him in his arms, breathing slightly with his forehead against his forehead.

"Finally, the blood was not in vain." Shang Xin had a gratified smile on his face.

But Daxian patted his chest, "Take me back to see the ram that took blood, but I have to thank it well, is it still alive?"

Shang Xin put a finger on the tip of Daxian's nose, and said mockingly: "Why are you so stupid, are you still staring at a sheep? The Kingdom of Yu sent so many sheep over, and every day the camp had to kill them. It’s enough to take a little when it’s time, why use a special nurse to take blood.”

Daxian rubbed his nose, bit back at Shang Xin's nose, and when his teeth touched, he gave a sudden stop, but the tip of his tongue stuck out, and licked lightly on the tip of his nose, the moist, soft and soft tongue licked Going up, it was as if a scoop of cold water had been poured into the boiling oil without warning. Shang Xin was startled for a moment, and then exploded.

Lips and tongues entangled again...

This time it was more intense and more reckless. The wildness of Daxian's original civet cat seemed to be lured out by Shang Xin's enthusiasm. He suddenly let out a low-pitched but seductive purr, and his sharp teeth suddenly shone on Shang Xin. He bit his lip, and a faint smell of blood immediately permeated the mouths of the two.

Shang Xin slightly opened his eyes in pain, but saw that Daxian didn't seem to feel what he had done at all, but was indulging in this sweet deep kiss with joy and intoxication on his face.

Shang Xin quickly closed his eyes again, completely ignoring the pain on his lips, as long as he is in his arms, as long as he can kiss and hug him like this, no matter what it is, blood, flesh or soul Well, as long as he needs, give him everything.

Anyway, all of this was originally bestowed by him.

only……

The two hugged each other and moved slowly towards the bed. Shang Xin hadn't completely untied Daxian's belt with her clumsy movements when she felt her arms suddenly empty——

"Meow~~"

The potency of the ram's blood seems to have been exhausted today!