Disarming Allure

He Yaoxi has already arrived outside Yangcheng after a few ups and downs. Although he looks like a fool, he has a clear plan in his heart. He is sure that no matter how capable Huangfu is, he does not want to have a direct relationship with Xiaoling Tieqi By the way, Mocheng is just a small city, and the detour is not much more than a few miles. With his own guarantee, Huangfu will not try to make Xiaoling's idea again.

If the Lan army is based on the overall victory, then Ling Xiao's cavalry is an army that focuses on highlighting individual abilities.

The number of Xiaoling cavalry is only [-], but each of them is personally selected and taught by Yu Hengqing. Whether it is martial arts or military strategy, they are all top talents. There is no way to be a king", taking Yu Hengqing to the local place, but not knowing the name of the emperor, coupled with Yu Hengqing's outstanding martial arts and strategy, leading such a group of people to fight hard on the front line for more than ten years, Xiao Ling cavalry It has only reached the point where people's faces turn pale when they talk about it.

It's a pity that Yu Hengqing "died in vain", and Xiaoling has no leader. Lou Shimin also wanted to regain Xiaoling's iron cavalry as the forbidden army. How could Xiaoling accept it? A group of people forced He Yaoxi to temporarily take the position of general, just thinking that General Yu would keep his filial piety After running to Mocheng, on the one hand, they hid their strengths and quietly recruited troops, on the other hand, they secretly searched for the evidence of Yu Hengqing's murder, but they were helpless because they were not strong enough to fight against Leng Yuyun. In Nangan Dadu, he and the emperor pinched each other's mouths, and Xiaoling leisurely reaped the benefits of being a fisherman.

More than a mile away from Yangcheng, He Yaoxi's eyes rolled back, his face darkened slightly, he clicked his tongue helplessly, flashed suddenly, and quietly disappeared.

Trouble is coming, he said silently in his heart.

Seeing He Yaoxi's movements, the people who quietly followed froze, immediately drew out their swords quickly, turned around quickly, and the two swords collided instantly, making a "choking" sound.

He Yaoxi twitched her eyebrows together, and smiled ferociously: "Oh, I knew it was you."

A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old raised his head slightly and was pressed under the two swords. He moved his nose away from the edge of the sword, looked at He Yaoxi with a bright smile on his face, and said coquettishly: " Little Xixi!! People come to see you!!"

He Yaoxi immediately got goosebumps all over his body, his face was as black as a pot: "Stop pretending, you come to see me, why are you mixed in Beifeng's army?" He cut his face in disdain, and muttered, "It's probably the same What a strange mission."

The young man pursed his lips: "It's not a mission!! Xiao Xixi, you are good or bad! She really came here because of your affairs!" After finishing speaking, he stared at him, "Did you forget the three-stroke agreement again? You lost to me in three tricks, so you agreed to go with me! But look, you only stayed in the village for a few days, and then ran back to your mother's house again!"

He Yaoxi was helpless: "Something happened to General Yu, how could I not come back!?"

The young man wiped his eyes with the corner of his clothes pretentiously: "Nonsense! You ran away before Yu Hengqing's accident!!"

As soon as He Yaoxi mentioned this, he became angry, and he raised his voice and shouted: "It's not you every night...!!" But he was stuck and couldn't speak the next words. He blushed and coughed, and quickly put the sword back into its sheath, Turn around and leave.

"Xiao Bai! I don't care what your purpose is for coming here! In short, don't follow me! The general has treated me like a mountain, and now that something like this has happened, no matter what you say, you must first find out everything. I don't have time to talk to your mother-in-law. Make homework!"

Xiao Bai looked at He Yaoxi's receding back with a sad expression, turned around, spread his hands, and said to himself: "Oh! White-eyed wolf... I wanted to tell you good news, since you are eager to get rid of me , then I have no choice but to keep silent..."

If it wasn't for Xiao Jing's dead head who took over Chen He's mission for a little money, but the object of the mission was a bit like that one, he wouldn't be bothered to follow here quietly all the way at the risk of licking Huangfu's beard. Accept it!

But then he changed his mind and thought again, that guy Xiaojing is newly married Yan Er, fighting with the new "Madam" in the dark village, the whole Baiming is messed up, it's better to follow Huangfu and the others, it's delicious Yes, there are beauties to see, and you can sneak out to see his little Xixi at any time, why not do it?

So I rushed back to Yangcheng again...

Of course it would be best not to confront Xiaoling's iron cavalry. Huangfu made a decisive decision and made a new route on the same day, making a detour to the west of Mo City, continuing southward, and directly attacking Shuangcheng Pass.

On the eve of departure, Huangfu finally found time to go to the side room to look for Ling.

Ling was lighting a candle, wearing a coat, holding a book of poetry and reading, the flame danced slightly, casting a silhouette on his face.

Huangfu walked over, gathered his clothes, and pulled him into his arms without any hassle.

I have been busy with military affairs these few days, and I have no time to come here. The two of them seem to have some cold war emotions in them because of the green sleeves. awkward,

Huangfu couldn't help feeling a little guilty, he couldn't find what to say for a while, he could only put his arms around people and smile silly.

Ling's eyes were still glued to the book, and she didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so she didn't raise her head: "It just so happens that you're here, let me tell you something."

Before Huangfu could ask a question, Ling slowly answered, "Leaving tomorrow, I'm going back to Wuhuo."

"Why?" He vetoed without thinking, "I don't agree!"

The thought of having his wife and those rough men huddled together in a tent made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Ling looked at him strangely, seeing the expression on the latter's face that had drunk several jars of vinegar, and the room was full of sour smell, so she could only explain: "You left me here, how do you want me to deal with the matter of changing the military order? "

This time Huangfu was stunned, he turned his head even more guilty, with the expression of a child who has done something wrong, after all, because of his own reasons, he almost caused an irreversible situation.

Ling closed the book with a snap, staring at the flickering candle with a blank expression: "It's okay to solve the problem, but I want to go back to Wuhuo." There was still a bit of stubbornness in that voice.

Huangfu looked at him for a while, and suddenly understood his plan, so he could only shrug his shoulders helplessly: "Okay, I get it, I will arrange everything, but don't be too extreme."

"You have your own measure." Ling rolled up the collection of poems and held them in her hands, and walked towards the bed. Huang Fu followed closely, getting closer and closer to Ling's bed, feeling uneasy for a while.

"No." The man turned his back to him and said two words mercilessly.

Huangfu immediately beat the eggplant like frost, and asked pitifully: "Miss, are you angry with your husband, do you want to sleep in a separate room with me? It's been a long time since your husband..." He deliberately put the last The word stretched for a long time, coughed, and said cautiously, "Don't drive me out...?"

Ling pulled up the quilt, heard his pitiful tone, and couldn't help turning her head to glance at him, but this time she met Huangfu's gaze again, the man's tone was lonely and lonely, but the expression on his face was very deep. , especially those bottomless eyes, burning with some kind of fiery emotion.

Ling's heart skipped a beat, and he was stunned for a moment, but then realized his position, and couldn't help being a little annoyed, so he pretended to be calm and repeated word by word: "No."

After speaking, he quickly fell on the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and turned around, but the reddened ears revealed his slight embarrassment.

Huangfu showed a big smile, and leaned over cheekily: "Don't be shy~~ You're saying that you want to refuse and welcome, you know that?" That voice sounded like a full-fledged apprentice.

As if being told what was on her mind, Ling was furious, rolled up the book in her hand, and flew out with a third of her internal energy.

"Get lost." Out of sight, out of mind.

Therefore, Yue Ji, who was on duty at night at the door, was lucky enough to catch sight of his usually heroic and mighty master, who squeezed out from the crack of the door with a mean smile on his face, with a big bag on his head.

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