Shengjing Conspiracy

On the eve of the expedition, it was rare that there were no clouds in the sky, and the full moon hung high in the clear sky.

Jing Yun came into the house covered in cold air, and saw his Yanyan gone somewhere. After searching around, he found a quilt ball under the bed tent, um, it was still a twisted quilt ball.

"Yan Yan." Jing Yun probably locked on a position similar to his buttocks, and poked his hand out.

Facts have proved that General Jing's eyesight is very accurate, the quilt was shaken away in an instant, and a humanoid object rushed out, "Don't poke my ass!"

Jing Yun caught the rushing person with sharp eyes and quick hands, and turned upside down with his hands on his buttocks, "What bad thing is Yan Yan doing in the quilt?"

Before Wen Youqing could reply, the old pervert stuck it up, her slightly peeling lips moved sideways to her fair neck, and she rubbed against her fair neck maliciously, leaving a red mark like a plum blossom, "Yan Yan is secretly Touch yourself? Do you want Brother Yun to help you?"

help?

What a shameless old pervert!

Wen Youqing leaned forward with a smile, wrapped one hand around the man's neck, and slowly lowered the other hand.

The prominent Adam's apple on Jing Yun's neck rolled up and down, and a drop of sweat ran across the side of the man's neck. He was looking forward to what happened next.

"Brother Yun~" Wen Youqing licked her lips, narrowed her eyes and looked down at the man, her cheeks were flushed so brightly that the corners of her eyes were dizzy, and there were also those water-colored eyes.

Jing Yun thought, that's all it takes to take one's mind and soul.

"Yan—!"

The man who was about to commit suicide was almost jumped up by a sharp pain, and looked at the evildoer pitifully while clutching his brother.

The man sat on the bed and smiled complacently, his peach blossom eyes were full of embarrassment, like a raccoon slave with a cocked tail, making people love and hate him at the same time.

Those who love want to make him hurt, those who hate want to bite him.

Jing Yun, who has always been more and more courageous on the battlefield, is not discouraged at this time, and directly rushes forward to suppress him.

The bed curtain fell under Mr. Wen's thumping, covering the dense and warm color inside the tent.

……

In the middle of the night, the two of them were sitting on the head of the bed, Jing Yun watched helplessly as Yan Yan took out a dagger with a cold light from under the pillow, and pointed it at himself.

Jing Yun: "...Murder your husband?"

Wen Youqing, who was still sore from the torment, didn't bother to talk to him, and quickly grabbed a strand of Jing Yun's hair and cut it off.

Jing Yun: "...Severe heartlessness?"

"You're so tall." The limp Wen Youqing rolled his eyes at him, then took out a purse from under the pillow, and took out another strand of hair from it.

Wen Youqing carefully tied the two strands of hair together with a red string, put them back into her purse, and stuffed it to Jing Yun, "Hey, put it away, you are the only one to ask if you lost it!"

The knot is a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love.

A pair of exquisite cross-necked mandarin ducks were embroidered on the purse, and there was still a little warmth left by Wen Youqing on it.

"Yanyan..." After saying two words, Jing Yun couldn't say anything else, he just felt like there was a small stove in his heart, which was scorching hot, and his eyes were a little sore from the heat.

"Okay, I only thought of this after hearing Nan Xing talk about it." Wen Youqing lay on the man's body, with her face pressed against the hot chest, listening to the strong heartbeat in the chest, poking her fingers at the heart, " Be careful on this trip and come back as soon as possible.”

"it is good."

"I am here waiting for you."

The next day, the troops stationed outside the city broke out.

Wen Youqing on the city wall watched the endless army gradually go away, the smile on his face disappeared little by little, Jian Jia beside him saw him like this, he was both strange and familiar.

She once particularly disliked Wen Youqing and Jing Yun being together, not because the relationship between the two of them is unreasonable, but because the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, and there may be a day when she will confess. At that time, the sad ones will only be left behind. that person.

After getting along with each other day by day, she watched Wen Youqing become fond of laughing, acting like a coquettish monster at every turn, and Master Wen, who was indifferent to everyone, turned back to the Young Master Wen when she was young, and her disgust faded away. .

No matter how good the previous master was, he was a beautiful woman who was not cold and incompatible with the world, but the master who has Jing Yun is a complete person with flesh and blood, joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

Now watching Young Master Wen become Master Wen again, Jian Jia hopes for the first time that Jing Yun will come back quickly.

After Jing Yun left Beijing, Shan Yuan in the palace also received a message from Wen Youqing.

In the East Palace, Shanyuan looked at the letter in his hand, there was only one location written on it.

West door.

The west gate of the palace is a small gate for eunuchs and maids to leave the palace. Normally, only one or two people stay behind. If you want to escape from the palace, the west gate is the most suitable way.

Shanyuan lit the letter paper and destroyed it, got up and went to the inner room, just stepped in, a porcelain vase came to greet him, Shanyuan turned sideways to avoid it.

"What's the matter today?" Shanyuan walked to the bed, held the hand of the person on the bed and kneaded it, and it took only a few days for him to lose weight again.

Shang Lanqing looked at him coldly, as if looking at a dead object, "What does it matter to you?"

Since the day of Bu Suan, Shang Lanqing has never stepped out of the East Palace. Shanyuan has been guarding him almost every step of the way, and even—

Shang Lanqing shook off Shanyuan's hand, and the harsh sound of metal friction made him close his eyes fiercely.

They are all unbearable memories.

"Shanyuan, why didn't you just kill me?"

Looking at those eyes with the will to die, Shanyuan felt a dull pain in his heart, and he whispered: "It's not yet time, you are still useful."

"Is it still useful?" Shang Lan smiled angrily, and he pushed the person away abruptly, his increasingly thin body trembling slightly as if he couldn't bear the sudden anger, "What's the use if I'm already like this, How else will you torture me?"

Shanyuan didn't respond to him, but just stood by the bed and looked down at him, his eyes seemed to hide thousands of emotions and nothing at all.

It's no fun to be angry with this person, Shang Lanqing thought about it truthfully.

"I want to eat."

"What to eat?"

"Chestnut crisp."

Wen Youqing's favorite chestnut cake...

Shanyuan looked at him, there was nothing unusual about him, why did he think of Wen Youqing again.

Selfishly, he didn't want this person to have anything to do with the past, he said: "There is no chestnut cake, change it."

"Then don't eat." Shang Lanqing turned his back to him, the thin and close-fitting fabric was pushed up by a small bulge on the thin back.

This person is too thin, and this is the first time he has offered to eat.

Shanyuan stared at his back, sighed for a long time, and said helplessly, "I'll get you chestnut cakes."

The person with his back turned didn't respond, but luckily he didn't expect it anymore.

It has been five days since Jing Yun left the capital. During these five days, the capital has been peaceful, so far as the surface is concerned.

Chen Shi, Leng Gong.

At this time, Xuanyiwei and a group of ministers were standing in the palace road that had not been inhabited all the year round. These are chess pieces that have been hidden under the waves for many years.

The leading middle-aged man knocked on the door of the cold palace. After a while, the servant opened the door and saw the person outside the door. He nodded, "Lord Rong."

The middle-aged man knelt down on one knee and said in a solemn voice: "Chen Xuanyiwei Beisi Governor Rong Zhengfeng, I respectfully invite Your Highness to return to court."

The people behind him also repeated like a tide: "Your Highness is respectfully invited back to court."

Shang Lanyun walked out slowly, glanced at the crowd lightly, "Let's go."

Shang Lanyun stepped on the prepared sedan chair, looked at the officials and Xuan Yiwei who knelt down and saluted to him, and then looked back at the small courtyard of the Lenggong Palace, the layer of ice under his eyes was slightly loose.

He finally came out of the cold palace.

The palace was finally in his hands.

At the same time, on the other side, Wen Youqing in the general's mansion stopped after eating a small bowl of porridge, picked up the chicken legs and held them in his arms, he could only warm his hands with the chicken legs when Jing Yun was away, it was miserable.

Jian Jia saw that Wen Youqing was distracted again, and the direction she was looking in was the direction Jing Yun was walking in, all the entanglements in her heart collapsed.

"Master, General Jing will be back soon." Jian Jia couldn't help but added, "The general's martial arts skills are world-class, even if there are many difficulties and dangers, he can't be hurt."

Wen Youqing looked at her with raised eyebrows in surprise, as if it was the first day she met her, "Jian Jia, did you lose your stomach?"

Jian Jia: "...I didn't!"

"Then why did you say this suddenly? Don't you always hate Brother Yun the most?" Wen Youqing pursed her lips and smiled sullenly. How could he not see that Jian Jia wanted to comfort himself, but this did not prevent him from wanting to tease Jian Jia.

"The general is going out to fight for the country and seek peace for the people. I just enjoy the peace and happiness. How can I blame the general?" Jian Jia has been with this man for many years and has learned a bit of sharp tongue. Block back.

The sound of the last word fell, and three consecutive buzzing bells rang throughout the capital. For a moment, except for this ethereal and long bell, Wen Youqing couldn't hear any sound.

His heart fell to the bottom of the deep valley little by little with the sound of the bell. Although he was in the dark but he was down-to-earth, he would not have nowhere to exert his strength. The day finally came.

"Master, is this?" Jian Jia was a little nervous.

"It's okay." Wen Youqing put the chicken leg into her arms, stood up and patted the hair left by the chicken leg on the hem of the clothes, walked to the door, and opened it.

Only then did she realize that everyone on the long street outside the gate of the mansion was kneeling facing the palace, and Wen Youqing also went to the gate and knelt towards the palace, kowtowing three times.

She looked at the palace in astonishment, and saw white flags erected on the majestic palace wall, and the three ringing bells seemed to be ringing in her ears.

The emperor died.

After three kowtows, Wen Youqing, who was still kneeling on the ground, suddenly heard the buzzing of mosquitoes beside his ears. He searched for the sound and saw a beetle-like bug landed on his chest.

That was Jing Yun's Tracking Gu.

Jing Yun's Tracking Gu will not fly back for no reason.

Looking at the Gu worm, Wen Youqing suddenly said: "Jian Jia, you are right."

"Huh?" Jian Jia didn't understand what he was talking about.

Wen Youqing glanced at the palace meaningfully, "It's heartbreaking that the blood of the soldiers is shed for the country and the people, but if it is shed for some people's self-interest, then these people deserve to die."

When he said the last two words, the pair of peach blossom eyes that were always moist and full of tenderness showed murderous intent.

Sishi, Xuanyiwei Nansi, Fang Xu looked at the few dozen people under him with faces sinking like water, "You are all brothers who have been born and died with me, and now the overall situation in the palace has been decided, I don't want to be with Rong Zhengfeng, nor do I want to be with Rong Zhengfeng." Seeing that Ning Xing got the Tao, I, as a Xuanyi guard, must be loyal to the emperor, so I will give up this life today and get rid of the deposed prince. This trip will definitely lead to death, are you willing to join me?"

"I'll follow your lord!" Xuan Yiwei said in unison.

Fang Xu asked everyone to go down to prepare, and he wanted to leave too, when a clear voice stopped him, he turned around and saw a person walking in, "Master Wen?"

Fang Xu's heart tightened. Is this person here to stop him?

Is it necessary to die before leaving the teacher?

"Master Fang, don't worry, I didn't come here this time to stop you." Wen Youqing walked up to Fang Xu, "Master Fang's loyalty to the emperor moved me very much, but now Shang Lanyun can't move."

Fang Xu frowned, "What does Mr. Wen mean?"

"I received the news an hour ago that something may have happened to Jing Yun. He was in command of the border city army. If he disappeared, there would be chaos on the frontier. I don't want to see the tragic scene of people dying at that time." Wen Youqing Taking a step back, he bowed to Fang Xu, "This request is very unreasonable, but I still want to ask Master Fang to send someone to support Jing Yun. It would be best if he could be brought back."

"Didn't Jing Yun leave any helpers for you?"

"There are other uses." Wen Youqing's face turned cold, "The people in Shang Lanyun are already in the majority, so I have to find a way to restrain him."

Now that the court has been completely controlled by Shang Lanyun, Fang Xu had always wanted to assassinate Shang Lanyun with the intention of dying, but this weak scholar in front of him actually wanted to drag Shang Lanyun back with his own strength?

"Are you serious?" Fang Xu thought about it several times, but still couldn't believe it.

Wen Youqing chuckled, "I'm not the kind of person who is overconfident, I just do some small things within my ability."

The person in front of him was very good-looking, but Fang Xu looked at the other person's smile and his back felt a little cold. He no longer doubted whether this person was overreaching, and obeyed Wen Youqing's arrangement to take people away from Beijing to chase after Jing Yun. team.

Wen Youqing was sitting under a tree in the courtyard when Wen Youqing returned to the General's Mansion from Xuanyiwei Nansi, and Jianjia Bailu came over with the cloak and food in her hands.

"Master, let's eat something." Bai Lu put down her food and poured another cup of tea for Wen Youqing.

"I have no appetite for the time being." Wen Youqing took out a small bamboo tube from his bosom, which now contained two tracing Gu.

Jian Jia couldn't see his sad look, and comforted him: "The general will be fine, master, don't worry."

"I know." Wen Youqing put away the small bamboo tube, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine, after all there is someone waiting for me to fight."

"Does master need us to do anything?" Jian Jia said, and Bai Lu followed suit.

Wen Youqing paused for a moment, and said: "Prepare your carriages to guard the west gate of the palace, and meet the people who come out of it."

Jianjia Bailu looked at each other and said in unison: "Obey!"

Jian Jia Bailu was sent away again, Wen Youqing looked at the empty yard again, a gust of wind blew in, and he rubbed his cold hands, picked up the cloak left by Jian Jia on the table and put it on his body.

An Yi climbed over the wall and jumped in, leaned in front of Wen Youqing and said with a smile: "Madam, don't be so nervous, the disaster will last for thousands of years, once the general who lost contact with him for a month came back in full, this time it was only a few days Ah, it's all small scenes."

"I will tell Brother Yun exactly what I said." Wen Youqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry at him, "An Guogong's mansion has troubled you."

"It's a matter of duty, Madam, as long as nothing happens to you, then nothing happens." An Yi's usual gag made Wen Youqing's worries really drive away.

Wen Youqing pursed her lips and smiled, looked at the clear sky, and said softly: "I hope everything goes well, don't make any more trouble."