Shengjing Conspiracy

"Playing? But I heard that the Raksha Kingdom is not stable recently. It seems that two princes have died." Wen Youqing raised her hands and covered her face with a very scared look.

The wide sleeves slid down the wrist, revealing the slender and tender wrist, which made people want to hold it in their hands and play with it carefully.

Sha Lu was so fascinated that he hurriedly said, "It's all right, it's just the two dead little ones, there's nothing to be afraid of if I'm protecting you."

At this time, the fifth prince patted his chest to pretend to be majestic, completely forgetting that Jing Yun almost peed his pants just now.

"Isn't that the fifth prince's younger brother? How can he be called a young man? Could there be other reasons for it?"

Wen Youqing deliberately moved forward, as if wanting to get close to the other party, the fifth prince could withstand this, and said bluntly: "These low-ranking bastards, my father let them have this result, so I think highly of them !"

"That's right, but I'm a member of the general, so it depends on what the general wants to go. Why don't you talk to the fifth prince?" location, continue to drink tea.

Watching Wen Youqing's beauty trick, Jing Yun only had one thought in his mind.

It's not the first time this person is so comfortable using his own beauty, and he probably has had several test subjects before.

So bad, I want to kill someone.

"Teach me for the old Rakshasa King, and then throw it out." Jing Yun was so annoyed by the way Sha Lu looked at Wen Youqing, An San was also afraid that he would get angry and kill people himself, so he carried the person out of the private room, Don't forget to close the door.

Hearing Sha Lu's voice like killing a pig slowly walk away, Wen Youqing put down the cup in his hand, "The two missing princes are probably in danger."

"According to what Shalu said, the old Rakshasa King was operating in it. This may confirm our previous conjecture. This case is actually an excuse for the old Rakshasa King to go to war." Mentioning the start of the war, Jing Yun's expression was very calm. , It's not like going to war, it's more like having dinner.

Wen Youqing kept thinking in his heart, Jing Yun was a well-known victorious general, and he had never been defeated since leading troops independently, such a fierce general indeed has the capital to be proud of.

The dishes were served one by one, and while they were eating Jing Yun, the two told Wen Youqing everything they knew, including the current state of the Raksha Kingdom, and they also analyzed it one by one.

While chatting and having a meal, Wen Youqing didn't realize until the sun was setting and the sky was getting dark that it had been such a long time, and it was unexpected that he and this person could chat.

In fact, Jing Yun has a gully in his heart, and he is not as rude as an ordinary military officer. Wen Youqing's impression of this man is much better, and his tone is naturally better. He said: "General, why not find some people who are always there?" As a walker in the desert, take two people who are good at kung fu to the location of the lake, I suspect that the lake is just an illusion, and there is actually something hidden under it."

"You mean to say that the reason why Raksha Kingdom is making such a fuss is because it wants to start a war, and secondly, it wants to hide its secrets from us." Jing Yun thought about it for a while, but it is quite possible.

Wen Youqing leaned over and poured Jing Yun a glass of wine, "The one who knows me is the general."

The faint smell of wine streaked across the tip of his nose, Jing Yun saw that the person in front of him was blushing and knew that he was a little drunk, "You drink less, this wine has a strong aftertaste, you are not used to it."

"No, General, don't underestimate me. My grandfather used to drink this kind of wine. When I was seven years old, I could drink a jar by myself." Ye Xiao dazzled his soul, "After my grandfather passed away, I thought I would never drink it again. I didn't expect to drink it at the general's place today. I thank the general here first."

When Jing Yun mentioned his grandfather, he saw a trace of sadness flashing in Wen Youqing's eyes, and somehow felt that he shouldn't be like this.

In Jing Yun's view, Wen Youqing should be carefree, and sentiments like sadness are not suitable for this person.

"It's just an ordinary burning knife, not as good as the fine wine in Kyoto. If you like it, I'll send you Bailai Altar back to Kyoto." Jing Yun watched him stand up unsteadily, and waved back the dark three who wanted to help him. He took half of him into his arms and said softly, "You're drunk, I'll take you back to rest first."

Wen Youqing was used to drinking the soft wine of Kyoto, this time he drank Burning Knife, apart from nostalgia, he also felt that the wine was refreshing and pleasant, but he never thought that the aftertaste of this wine would be so strong that he could not stand still.

"I really drank too much, please ask the general to call Jian Jia in." Wen Youqing rested his forehead on Jing Yun's arms, his voice could not hide his weakness.

Thinking of the handsome maid on the other side, Jing Yun hugged her even tighter, "Whether Jian Jia is a woman may not be able to support you, let me do it, and stop knocking."

Wen Youqing wanted to struggle again, but he was so drunk that he didn't have any strength at all, so how could he beat Jing Yun's tendons.

So Jian Jia, who was guarding the door, watched helplessly. The master, who was not happy with Jing Yun before the meal, came out after a meal with a blushing face and cuddled with the other party.

Jian Jia smelled the smell of alcohol and wanted to reach out to help her, but before she touched her, Jing Yun took a step away.

"Master, he—"

"Youqing is drunk, I'll help him go back, and you follow."

Before Jian Jia finished speaking, Jing Yun walked away first to show respect, and left the other party with a back view.

Back at the general's mansion, Jing Yun didn't let Jian Jia do it, he helped undress and wiped his face, and fell asleep comfortably as Wen Youqing waited on him.

Handed the handkerchief to Jian Jia, "Please tell the kitchen to boil some water, and tell them not to forget to make a bowl of hangover soup tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Jian Jia didn't realize until she walked to the kitchen with the handkerchief, why did she listen to Jing Yun? !Obviously Wen Youqing is her master!

After leaving Jianjia, Jing Yun sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the sleeping person. At this time, Wen Youqing's hair was scattered on the pillow, and her small face was even more flawless. Her fingers brushed over the other's lips, which were as beautiful as spring peaches. The general appearance looks much more well-behaved than during the day.

"You don't know how happy I am to see you, but I still remember you, you little villain, but you forgot me completely." Jing Yun pinched his face angrily, watching the other party moaning in his sleep With the appearance of Jiji, he smiled and shook his head, his voice was unprecedentedly gentle, like a sigh, "My Yanyan."

After saying that, she leaned down and planted a light and light kiss on the bright color, smiling tenderly, "Long time no see."

……

When Jian Jia came back, there was only Wen Youqing who was sleeping soundly in the room, and General Lai Jing had already left.

Thinking of Jing Yun's various behaviors during the day, Jian Jia felt more and more wrong, and thinking that the other party had not yet married, she couldn't help wondering if it was possible that General Jing Yun was a broken sleeve who didn't love women but love blue women? !

My master is so good-looking, and it is common for men to fall in love with him. If Jing Yun really falls in love with him, how can he bear it if he uses a strong master!

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became, to the point that when Wen Youqing woke up from her dream the next day, what she saw was Jian Jia's bloodshot eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Wen Youqing asked, patting her frightened little heart.

Jian Jia said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, it's just that I didn't sleep all night."

"What did you do at night, you can't do it like this, go to bed quickly, you don't have to follow me today." Although Jian Jia is his servant, Wen Youqing thinks he has no hobby of abusing servants, and hurriedly urges him to go to rest.

"But the master needs someone to serve him."

"I'm fine, and I'm not disabled. You go to rest quickly, and you are not allowed to come back if you don't sleep for four hours."

Chasing Jian Jia, who turned her head three times a step, to catch up on sleep, Wen Youqing sat up in a daze wrapped in a quilt, touching her face while recalling what happened yesterday. Until someone calls him by his nickname.

Is it because I drank burning knives that I dreamed of my grandfather?

It must be so, no one should know his nickname except his grandfather, so thinking Wen Youqing rubbed his face and got out of bed.