Comprehensive Qiong Yao's Crimson Love

"My lord, Xinyue gege her..." A soldier came to Qi Yao's camp with a bitter face, and said cautiously, hesitating to speak.The villain in him is waving his arms in grief and anger—Nima, this is the first time!Can that Laoshizi Xinyue Gege stop pestering the county prince?Every time I come to report this matter, the aura of the county prince is completely bad!

"What's the matter?" Qi Yao felt a little headache, and stretched out his hand to press his temple - how many times is this the first time?Why didn't that woman know how to stop?In the past, the deity would have shot her to death thousands of miles away, so there is no need to be like this...be patient... Thinking of this, Qi Yao couldn't help grinding his teeth—— Really, a woman who doesn't know what is reserved and what is shameful, her parents died not long ago, and now she is pestering men?

Thinking of Xinyue's rippling face, mouthful of "gods", Qi Yao closed his eyes silently——ah, why does this deity put up with this kind of woman—but even though he had a thousand thoughts in his heart, the expression on his face But he didn't show the slightest bit, but the aura around him became a little colder.

"Xinyue Gege invites the lord to come over... Said that he wants to talk to the lord..." Xiao Bing hesitated, and finally shouted as if he was going all out after Qi Yao's cold glance, "Let's talk!"

Qi Yao was silent for a long time, finally sighed, and said helplessly: "Let's just say that my king's health is slightly ill, so I won't accompany you."

In fact, he has already said such things as "men and women are incompatible", "seven-year-old different seats", and "damaging Gege's reputation", but after hearing that, Xinyue Gege was still teary-eyed and moved Looking at him, he said something like "Xinyue knows that the prince is thinking about Xinyue, and Xinyue is not afraid", "Xinyue and the prince are in love with each other, and others will not say that" and so on.. ...God, this deity is not concerned about you, for your sake, this deity is afraid that you will damage the honor of this deity! 【It's really only one life, isn't it just the reputation of being the twelfth elder brother in this world...】

However, Xinyue Gege's current identity is the orphan of a hero—at least on the surface—Qi Yao can't be too cold and harsh to her, especially because his current identity is the royal son, representing the attitude of the royal family, in case It is not good to be said that the royal family treats orphans badly.So in the end, Qi Yao could only pretend to be sick and hide from Xinyue Gege.

"Yes." The little soldier agreed, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Suddenly, Qi Yao stopped him from behind.

"Is there anything else you can do, my lord?" Xiao Bing stopped in his tracks, then turned his head to look in Qi Yao's direction.

"Call He Lin and Fu Kang'an, the king has something to do." After Qi Yao finished speaking, he waved his hand, "Let's go!"

"Yes!" Then, the soldier turned around again and left the camp.

Qi Yao lazily leaned on the imperial concubine's couch covered with tiger fur, and tightened the snow-white fox fur cloak around her body. Even though as a blood race, she didn't feel the cold at all, Qi Yao felt a bit strangely chills It crept up his spine with a malice that couldn't be ignored.

"Suddenly I have a bad feeling..." He narrowed his eyes, and the bloody light flashed across the sharp phoenix eyes.

Facts have proved that Qi Yao's sixth sense is good, and this ominous premonition soon became true.

When Helin and Fukang'an just stepped into the tent and sat down on the side couch, there was a mournful cry from a distance—"My lord, what's wrong with you, my lord? My lord, are you sick? My lord, new Moon is here to accompany you!"

This voice was Qi Yao's creepy shrillness—it was that Xinyue Gege whom Qi Yao had been hiding from all this time.

Qi Yao's body stiffened for a moment, but fortunately he was covered in thick fox fur, which prevented He Lin and Fu Kang'an from discovering it, but this did not prevent them from gloating and making fun of their lord.

"Hey, Xinyue Gege really cares about the prince!" Fukang'an winked, the 13-year-old boy still had a trace of childishness on his face, but he had already jumped up, "As expected of the prince of the county, this peach blossom is a beautiful girl!" Flowers bloom one after another!"

"Yong Xin's demeanor is really extraordinary!" He Lin smiled softly, no longer the shy and sensitive innocent child she was three years ago, but a bit like his elder brother, He Shen.

"You two!" Qi Yao shook his head amusedly, and sighed softly, the two people in front of him, one thirteen and the other fourteen, are younger than himself, Qi Yao is also embarrassed to lose his temper at them, " Don't gloat, if that woman comes over, I won't be the only one suffering."

As if agreeing with his words, Xinyue just reached the door, lifted the curtain and came in: "My lord, are you alright?" Before she finished speaking, her eyes were already filled with tears, and she looked like she was about to cry.

"My lord, it's okay." Qi Yao's voice was cold and flat, "Lao Gege is concerned."

Just after Qiyao finished speaking, the tears in Xinyue's eyes immediately increased, she looked at Qiyao tearfully, her face was full of an expression of disbelief: "My lord, how could you say that? Lao? Oh, the prince saved Xinyue, and Xinyue cares about the prince, so how can it be 'Lao'? That is Xinyue, Xinyue..." At this point, Xinyue lowered her head, as if very With a shy look, only a section of the snow-white neck is exposed, with a beautiful curvature.

"The maxim is serious, this king is just..." Qi Yao's brows twitched - "Too" or something, this king is just saying polite words!Suppressing the irritability in his heart, Qi Yao still maintained a graceful appearance, but his tone became colder and colder: "Is there something wrong with Princess? If there is nothing wrong, then..." Let's leave early—— Qi Yao The heart is already manic.

"My lord! Since my lord is sick, Xinyue should also..." Xinyue suddenly raised her head, with a serious expression on her face, "Serve my lord!"

"Pfft——" Fu Kang'an finally couldn't help it anymore, and spewed out a mouthful of tea, laughing so hard that his whole body trembled.

"Yaolin." With a faint glance at Helin, Fukang'an immediately sat obediently and stopped laughing, but his shoulders shrugged from time to time, which showed that it was actually very hard for him to hold back his laughter.

Qi Yao's complexion was not very good-looking, for some reason, he always had a feeling of being choked, his brows were slightly frowned, and he secretly made up his mind to go back to Beijing and tried his best to avoid Ge Ge who seemed to have a problem with his mind: "No Ge Ge Don't worry, this king is just a little tired, it doesn't matter. But Gege, the Jingzhou civil unrest a few days ago, Gege suffered, and now he should take good care of him."

"My lord!" Xinyue looked at Qi Yao with tears in her eyes, and the expression on her face suddenly became full of emotion, "My lord, are you caring about me? Xinyue is so happy, Xinyue is so happy! Lord, I knew that you cared about me! At the beginning, you were like a god, saving the new moon, the new moon..."

Hearing Xinyue talk more and more strangely, Qi Yao finally couldn't help calling for someone: "Come here! Help Gege go back to the account and rest!"

Two guards who were also working hard while holding back their laughter—Xinyue’s voice was really loud, and she could hear it clearly even standing outside the tent—went in and dragged Xinyue down—that’s right, it was just dragging !

Until the tent was put down, Qi Yao could still faintly hear Xinyue's shout outside: "My lord! My lord, you should rest well! Xinyue will definitely not let down my lord's concern, and Xinyue will also have a good rest! Let's go together , have a good rest!"

The corners of Qi Yao's mouth twitched a bit—Nima, who wants to rest well with you!Why do you have to involve this king!

"Yong Xing?" He Lin raised her eyebrows, looking at Qi Yao, who was surrounded by an extremely low aura, with obvious concern in her eyes.

"It's okay, I'm just..." Qi Yao's condition is not very good, "I'm a little tired..." Sighing, the young man's handsome face was tinged with fatigue: "This time I called you here because I have something to tell you, Haoxiang and the others have received news that it seems a little uneasy to go back to the headquarters."

"Back to Xinjiang?" Hearing this, Fukang'an stopped laughing immediately, and the expression on his face became serious, "What's going on?"

"The two sons of the Islamic Baishan faction and Zhuomahangmut started to feel a little restless." Qi Yao rubbed his forehead, "Oh, why don't they just refuse to live a good life! Something must be caused, really ..."

"Is Yongzhen worried about something?" He Lin asked in a calm manner, but with a slightly teasing tone.

"Oh, how come..." Qi Yao shook his head with a light smile, and changed his momentum instantly, "I was just thinking that those gangsters who don't know how to live or die can make me famous with this achievement, and make me even better. layer!"

"It turns out that this is the idea of ​​the prince," Fu Kang'an also smiled, "If the prince can really get the military power and go back to Xinjiang, don't forget to take me with him!"

"Yao Lin, you are still so talkative..." Qi Yao shook his head, a little helpless and indulgent, "Oh, sooner or later, you will suffer."

"Why does the prince talk like this, pretending to be so old that he doesn't want to be a person of this age anymore!" Fu Kang'an smiled indifferently, "Besides, there are only three of us in this tent, is there anyone else who will say it?"

"That's true." The corners of Qi Yao's mouth curled up, but his mood improved.

The author has something to say: I reckon it should be finished before NO.17, so I can't stand itching to write a chapter......

I'll be back in Beijing in the next chapter~ Ahhh, I really want to end the plot of falling into the new moon as soon as possible...

Then came the fourth volume, I was thinking, could the fourth volume be the war volume?Zhungeer, big and small Hezhuo, plus big and small Jinchuan, and Burma, and by the way, Pinglin Shuangwen Uprising and Pingannan... Although the year is wrong, it is also a matter of the Qianlong Dynasty... Ten Although Quan Wugong has victories and defeats, in the text, all twelve can still win [Ah hey! ] Then I have an idea to give Twelve An a general king or something...I always feel that when the time comes, there will be too many merits and titles, so what to do... County King>Prince>Double King's Salary> Great general king, then pinch?So in the end we still want to establish a prince...

Alas, I always feel that the thinking in my head has gone far, far, far away, but I don’t have much time to write, and the words can’t keep up with the thinking... QAQ and then feel sad...

But to be honest, it is impossible to write so many battles, and Ah Xi is not good at war scenes... [It is because he can't write at all, not because he is not good at it...] So, please leave a message , What do you want to play, size and Zhuo are definitely required, otherwise Xiangfei will not be able to come out, leave a message for the rest, Axi will consider it as appropriate~

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