He thought he was bewitched

"Princess...you wait for me—"

"What did you call me?" With thick and long braids combed behind her head, the girl dressed in a Chinese dress pulled the little girl following her into her arms, and hid in the alley .

"Ah...Miss, forgive me..." Yao'er raised her head in a panic, and met her master's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Isn't this your hometown? Now that you're back, aren't you happy?"

"I..." Yao'er muttered.

"I watched you tremble all the way, like a poor little lamb hunted by wolves."

"Miss, I'm worried about your identity..."

"If you don't tell me, who will find out?" Zhuo Jiang narrowed his eyes: "Even if he is found out, there is no problem in protecting you."

"I remember you came to me sixteen or seventeen years ago. You used to be Han, right?"

Yao'er lowered her head and was trapped between Zhuo Jiang's arms, looking extremely petite: "Yes, this servant is from Qinzhou."

"I was only six years old when I was taken captive to Beirong. Thanks to the princess's mercy, I was able to serve you by your side and avoid all kinds of torture."

Hearing this, Zhuo Jiang slowly loosened the grip on Yao'er, she took a few steps back, thought for a moment before asking tentatively: "Yao'er?"

Yao'er still bowed her head, and said softly: "This servant is the princess's person in this life, besides... Yao'er doesn't dare to think about it."

"you……"

Yao'er raised her head slightly, her eyes sparkling with stars: "As a servant, some choices cannot be made by a servant, the princess only needs to know that Yao'er is always grateful to you and will not betray you. "

Zhuo Jiang pursed her lips, but in the end she couldn't say a word of comfort. She was silent for a moment, and said: "Bei Rong established a country in the grassland and desert, and the extreme north is hard to survive in the cold winter. Sending troops to the south... is really forced by survival.

Today, my father intends to do business with the Central Plains... The reason I ventured into the customs this time is because I heard rumors that my father wants to marry me to the Northern Marquis of the Central Plains as a token of peace and friendship. "

"Marquis of Zhenbei...Ye Shiyi?" Yaoer's face was shocked: "Why didn't the princess enter the palace?"

"The marriage seems like an act of incompetence to seek peace, and my father can't bear me to be too far away from my homeland, and Ye Shiyi's fief is in Beisai..."

Zhuo Jiang seemed to want to explain more, but he didn't seem to continue talking for some reason, and finally said: "Forget it, left and right are by my side, and I will definitely protect you."

"Princess, my lord invites you to come over to see me." The black-clothed dark guard who came quietly blocked the alley with a tall body, but his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.

Zhuo Jiang immediately protected Yao'er behind him, his face was suspicious at first, and then he understood: "Your master... Ye Shiyi?"

The dark guard nodded and put on a gesture of invitation.

Zhuo Jiang relaxed a little, and she even smiled: "As expected of the famous Yehou who has guarded Beiguan for more than ten years."

The forces in Beisai were terrifying enough, she had just entered the customs, and she had already been discovered.

It's no wonder that the emperor of the Central Plains, after getting the king of Beirong's desire to marry the princess to Yehou, did not hesitate to risk the separation of the monarch and his subjects, personally abolished his best general, and then used this as an excuse to seize his military power.

When Zhuo Jiang entered the Hou Mansion, when he saw the man in front of him for the first time, he almost thought he was wrong.

She has heard many stories about this man on the battlefield, and after learning that she is going to marry him, she has also pictured the appearance of this man many times in her heart. Wild and heroic.

However, the person standing in front of a door at this moment is more like the young man who was spoiled and raised by a wealthy family. At the same time as she saw her, a polite smile appeared on the corner of her lips——

A gleam of sharp cold light that occasionally spilled out only at the moment when he raised his eyes symbolized his true identity.

"I have seen Her Royal Highness the Princess." Ye Shouyi said.

Just as Zhuo Jiang was about to answer, he caught a glimpse of the man's wind-blown hair mixed with some glaring whiteness.

Family hatred and national hatred always have to be sacrificed.

So did I, and so did Ye Shouyi.

Zhuo Jiang thought.

When she saw him wearing fox fur in this March day, she knew that the man in front of her would no longer be able to lead the army.

But it seems that this person only needs to be in the northern border to stabilize the hearts of tens of thousands of troops and the terracotta land of thousands of miles in the northern border.

The emperor of the Central Plains is indeed terrifying, cold-blooded and wise enough, and enough to make the best use of everything.

Ye Shiyi has become more and more lethargic in recent days, the medicine bowl was placed on the table, and he leaned against the soft bed so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Thoughts were mixed in the mist, and the moment he saw Zhuo Jiang, he understood that although Emperor Longyuan was old, his methods were still the same as before.

The magnolia blossoms are blooming just right, like a tree buried in thin snow and pale, and he dreamed of that wolf cub who will repay his kindness with revenge and knows no good or evil——

Still the same as when I was young.

The indifference and indifference can be seen from the corners of the eyes, but the depths of the eyes are still warm after all, like a cub rolling in the straw, and the sweet smell of the sun is all over his body.

"Who are you?" Xiao Fu Ting Ya asked vigilantly, but his eyes were glued to his saber unabashedly.

Ye Shuyi had long heard that there was such an embarrassing little highness in the palace.

It was the first time I saw him at this moment, and I was stunned to make my heart itch with the other party's pretentious appearance.

So he cleared his throat and said, "I am the gentleman invited by the palace to teach you martial arts."

Comparing himself in his heart, he felt that children of this age don't like to study and deliberately want to make trouble.

Fu Tingya was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, his eyes widened, and he asked in disbelief, "Really?"

"Why, don't you believe me? Let me tell you the rules first - I'll teach you in the future. Get up at Yinshi to practice martial arts, and you can rest at Haishi. You can swing your sword three thousand times a day, and you can't eat until you finish practicing..."

Ye Shuyi kept a stern face, but the more he talked, the more he felt something was wrong. Why did this kid look more and more happy?

So he quickly changed his words: "I lied to you."

Regardless of whether it is reasonable or not, he threw up the sword, and said shamelessly, "Your Highness, please forgive me, the slaves are actually invited by the palace to sing operas."

Fu Tingya: "..."

Just as he was talking, he saw a young eunuch rushing over, saluted respectfully and said: "General, Your Majesty announces that you will speak in the study."

Ye Shouyi: "..."

Fu Tingya stood where he was, making the man in front of him so angry that his throat hurt. He took a few deep breaths, and felt like a fool for what he almost believed just now.

"Hey—don't be angry, Your Highness." Ye Shiyi hurriedly chased up to coax him. He didn't have any sincerity at first, but was shocked by Fu Tingya's vicious approach, his eyes still full of tears, and he stood there in shock.

It has been kept as a waste for many years, and once there is a turning point, even if it is fake like a bubble.

However, he really saw the clear blue sky from that moment, which was no longer blocked by the cornices of the palace.

Tears flowed down uncontrollably, Fu Tingya wiped them off with his sleeve, turned and left with his head held high.

Ye Shiyi finally realized that he had stabbed Lou Zi, he hesitated for a moment, and tentatively said: "Don't cry--I... I really teach you, don't get angry, okay?"

"You heard it too, I'm a general after all..."

"Lied to me again?" Fu Tingya gritted his teeth, his stubbornness made people feel distressed.

"One word from a gentleman, four horses are hard to chase. If I teach you, I will teach you." Ye Shouyi immediately said firmly.

At that time, Fu Tingya was still a crying child, and Ye Shuyi was not much better.With Fu Tingya's identity, does it mean that he can teach and ask for advice?

A gust of wind blows, and the magnolia flowers fall one after another, like a sudden snowstorm, which is so cold that it makes people sad. Ye Shiyi saw that the 19-year-old himself passed the heart of the Luo family in Yunzhongshan to Fu Tingya behind everyone's back, I saw a long sword passing through Fu Tingya's heart, and saw his blood spilled on the withered paper...

The medicine on the table had already cooled down, and Ye Shuyi opened his eyes the moment the guard landed on the ground.

The moonlight was bright outside the window, and he asked, "What's the matter..."

"My lord, Fu Tingya has already broken through the ninth realm of the mind... just today."

In the silence, Ye Shuyi heard himself say: "Prepare the horse..."

The author has something to say: I'm guilty, I'm wrong, I'm a little busy with my new job...I'll try my best!