Disarming Allure

Huangfu's prediction was indeed correct, but it didn't take a month, only six days, the decree to attack Nangan came down, but this decree was made by Nangong Lian after discussing with the ministers. There is no news.

What came was a secret decree, to recruit one hundred thousand troops in the name of guarding the border, station them at the border, prepare first and then fight. As for what excuse to use to start the war, that is the court's business, and Huangfu can't control that much.

Just today, the seemingly stable contract was completely broken. Ironically, Nangan was still unaware of this, and even pretended to be a grand funeral for Yu Hengqing. There is no doubt that the emperor of Nangan was stupid Yes, for his own selfishness, he killed his own generals at such an unstable time, the inaction emperor, after all, he could not escape the situation of being destroyed.

The so-called trust between countries is nothing more than sugar coating of force.

Zhen Guo General's Mansion, Huai Si Pavilion - Huangfu's study.

Since Huangfu returned to the capital a few months ago, this was the first time he shut the door of the garden full of spring, and sat behind the desk obediently to sort out the matters before the expedition.

Huangfu is a person who can't be idle. Compared with the time dealing with affairs, he spends much more time carelessly flirting outside.

So when Yue Ye came in with tea and saw that his general miraculously did not fall asleep at the table, but stared at the conscription advice written by the Ministry of War and thought seriously, he almost rushed up excitedly to grab his face and test it. Is it his own master?

Huangfu was still holding his cheek with his left hand, and a few strands of untidy long hair hung down from his forehead, quietly lying on the table, adding a bit of free and easy, his right hand was spinning a brush casually, from time to time Admonishment draws circles on it, which seems to be quite serious, but if you look carefully at the advice, you can clearly find that the things he circled are not important at all, and they are all random things to pass the time.

After Yueye went out full of excitement, wanting to tell the servants that his master had finally enlightened, he stepped out of the gate of Luoyingyuan, and Huangfu threw away his writing brush with a "snap", lying on his stomach weakly. On the table, his face was pressed against the document, his eyes were dull.

From that day on, he never touched Ling again! !Although Ling will not resist the usual hugs or even kisses like before, and acquiesces to these small intimate behaviors, but if she wants to go further, she will definitely be kicked out of the bed or a slap in the face. Punching a panda eye made him beautify every night, but he couldn't eat, and the dark circles under his eyes were about to come out, but he didn't dare to use force, although Yiling hadn't fully recovered his martial arts yet But himself, but he has such a stubborn character, if he wants to offend others, won't he be unable to eat for the rest of his life?

He sighed leisurely, thinking about how to make up for the hard forbearance of the past few days before setting out.

Just as he was thinking so, the door was pushed open with a "wow".

Huangfu was so shocked that he sat up straight, completely forgetting that he had pasted it on the document just now, and didn't notice that there were a few "Zhihu Zheye" printed on his face, and he looked at the document with a serious face and pretended to be serious.What a beauty!He was looking at himself with raised eyebrows... standing motionless at the door with an intriguing expression on his face.

"Oh, Ling... you... come to read?" He rubbed his nose guiltily. These days, Ling often came to his study to borrow military books to read. Studying good wine, he has no resistance to books and notes such as marching formations, and he forgets to sleep and eat when he looks like it, and he often has to hug people and throw them on the bed before he suddenly returns to his senses.

Huangfu dared to bet that if he and the book of war fell into the water at the same time, Ling would definitely step on his own head to pick up the book of war... So he stayed in the study for a few days, "waiting for the rabbit", aiming at every opportunity to spare no effort to eat tofu ...

Ling approached him, looked at the ink marks on his face and frowned slightly, subconsciously raised her hand, trying to erase those marks.

Cold fingers touched Huangfu's cheek, and both of them were slightly taken aback.

Ling Shu withdrew her hand suddenly, looked away a little helplessly, pursed her lips, and then remembered the purpose of her coming, and said without thinking: "You... take me there."

"What... what!?" What's the situation...

"Southern Expedition."

"You..." It's not like he hasn't thought about such a situation, but, after letting Ling go, will he honestly stay on the same front as himself?With his character, he would definitely kill him single-handedly, let's ask for an explanation... But no matter how powerful he is, how can one person be the opponent of an army?

"You stay here well, wait until I go to inquire about the news first, and we can help you capture Luo Qingcheng and discuss it later, can't you?"

"I'm going."

"Impossible!" There was a trace of determination in Huangfu's voice. Everyone said that Huangfu Lan Xiao was heartless and cruel... But Ling, you are more cruel than me, why can you be so indifferent to everything! ?So calm even if you leave me?What on earth do you... care about?What do I matter if I am in your heart?

Seeing Huangfu's stubborn eyes, Ling was silent for a moment, and seemed to be muttering something to herself, then turned and left.

Huangfu looked at his back as he was about to leave, as if once he left, he would never see him again... His heart was so tight, and when he came back to his senses, he was already holding Ling's hand tightly.

Ling stared at him for a while.

"Let go." The voice was calm without any waves, but there was a bit of coldness in it.

"You are so anxious to go to the front line!? For your so-called benefactor!? Because he refused to listen to my advice!?" He paused, his eyes even more angry, "Your benefactor refers to Yu Hengqing!? He is dead now... He may have even betrayed you, and you have to run to the front line to die regardless of your own safety!?"

Ling felt his anger, felt that his anger was out of nowhere, and looked at him strangely: "Are you... jealous?"

"You! You!" Huangfu held his breath, and said bitterly like an angry child, "What's wrong with me being jealous!?"

There was a rare suppressed smile on Ling's face, and his tone was relaxed: "It's not what you think." Seeing his funny look, he explained unconsciously, the corners of his mouth curled up, knowing that he couldn't make sense, She turned around and pushed his hand away, wanting to leave.

Huangfu was taken aback, and quickly pulled Ling into his arms, feeling his body temperature, the breath from his body was reassuring, and the soft, soft place in his heart was touched.

Just cover it with a kiss, the kiss is so dark.

When both of them were out of breath, he hugged Ling tightly in his arms, and said in an almost pleading tone: "Don't go! Do you understand?"

There was an almost undetectable tremor in the voice.

It took Ling a while to reply in a low voice, and Huangfu hugged him even tighter, fearing that he would turn into green smoke and disperse in the next second.

Ling's head was resting on Huangfu's chest, quietly like a rabbit, her eyelashes flickered slightly, but there was an unpredictable fire in her eyes.

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