The entanglement between the cannon fodder and the scheming male protagonist[Transmigration Book]

He looked at Jing Yuwei provocatively with his passionate eyes, as if he didn't dare to bet, it was really annoying.

Regardless of the outcome, Jing Yuwei first thought of deceiving someone by his side.

"it is good."

Jing Yuwei agreed, and seeing Yu Yunge's smiling face, he wondered, "Are you so happy?"

"I don't know if Your Highness has ever heard of a sentence." Yu Yunge's small expression was so embarrassing that Jing Yuwei always felt that his next sentence was going to explode, but it turned out that there was nothing wrong with it, "Proper intercourse is beneficial to growth emotion."

Jing Yuwei: "..."

He wanted to ask him if the relationship between the two was not stable enough or if there was a flaw, but thinking of Yu Yunge's eloquent tongue, he had no choice but to give up, and said dryly: "You are right."

"I don't put pressure on Your Highness. This matter requires mutual consent. Now that a major event is at hand, it is natural to put the important matter first. I understand." Yu Yunge's rambunctiousness has the lustful attributes that a playboy should have, "That matter It's not too late, shall we leave earlier?"

Jing Yuwei probably thought of the reason why he was so impatient, perhaps because he was infected by his few words, Jing Yuwei also felt a little anxious, silently agreeing to his actions.

The two stayed in Lingzhou not long, and when they learned that Jiang Xianyu had been arrested, they set off for Nanchuan without much concern.

The first stop is Dongping City not far from the border.

There is no other reason, this is the most trustworthy place for Jing Yuwei at present, with You Chongluan and others sitting in the town, even if Liangxi closes the door and beats the enemy and us like a nest of geese flying around, this place is still peaceful and prosperous good omen.

Both Jing Yuwei and Yu Yunge's identities are sensitive, so it's not good to enter the city with a big fanfare, and the acquaintance arranged by You Chongluan led the way into the city.

Therefore, the division of rich and poor areas was canceled earlier, and the pavilions and small buildings that have been visited by ordinary people many times were lit up this night, and they were contaminated with the fireworks that should be in the world.

Yu Yunge didn't even bring Jiang Kai with him on this trip, and left him to Qu Xian, who had been coveting for a long time, and asked the two to clean up Xuanyun Tower. From the eyes of outsiders, he was alone.

Only Jing Yuwei, who was inseparable from him, knew how many people he had arranged to accompany him.

"Don't let Jiang Kai follow because he is afraid of Jing Zhi's speech?"

Yu Yunge just finished bathing, sitting cross-legged on the bed, watching Jing Yuwei staggering along the room like a child learning to walk, and hearing the other party's question, he said seriously: "I want Your Highness to end the battle in a short time, so that the years will be better." Quiet and ordinary life, is there anything wrong with me?"

Jing Yuwei walked profusely: "You are right."

"That's right." Yu Yunge didn't feel that there was something wrong with his thinking, "Your Highness, let me ask the kitchen to make some medicinal food from tomorrow?"

"Do you think I'm not in good health?" Jing Yuwei asked, and his walking pace became significantly faster, and the degree of stability rose linearly. It can be seen that motivation is very useful at an appropriate time.

How does this have anything to do with the body?

Yu Yunge was confused for a moment: "It's for recuperation. Isn't your highness feeling cold in your body? If you don't take care of it well, it will be uncomfortable if there is a wind and rain in the future. Aren't I thinking about your highness's future? Are you feeling unwell?"

The room suddenly fell silent.

Jing Yuwei, who was so silent that he was thinking about it, and Yu Yunge, who turned his head around.

Although Yu Yunge felt that if he spoke clearly at this time, His Highness the Crown Prince would be furious, but the Crown Princess, who liked to jump around in minefields, was full of bad humor and insisted on stepping on it.

"Your Highness, isn't it?"

Jing Yuwei stopped, hiding in the darkness, so that Yu Yunge couldn't see whether his face was red or not: "I'm thinking about your highness's health, but your highness is thinking that I care about you, can you?"

There is no denying it.

It was the situation of Jing Yuwei at this time.

"Although most of the time I'm out of tune and love to flirt, I'm very serious about His Highness's health. How can His Highness miss me so much? Don't you think I won't think too much?"

Jing Yuwei, who thought he was going to say something sad, was ready to apologize, but just opened his mouth when he heard the words: "?"

"Your Highness has a need in this regard. I will ask the kitchen to pay attention and make up for it by the way. There is nothing wrong with it." Yu Yunge said.

It was to see that he was hiding there and refused to come out, and desperately helped him to exercise his face.

If he still refuses to come out, the next words will be somewhat unsettling.

"This is the self-esteem that men are proud of. They would rather exercise quietly by themselves than reveal a trace of tenderness in front of their beloved. I am really touched. I didn't expect that His Highness would bring the story from the book that I read to reality, and put my heart into it."

Yu Yunge has read the book of words he has read, which is rich in content, and it is something that can make those who draw Longyang pictures feel ashamed.

"I didn't know His Highness had such a competitive spirit before. I miscalculated. I don't have much in this Xuanyun Building, but there are a lot of supplements. What else does His Highness want to make up? Let me tell you about it tomorrow. I will explain it tomorrow."

Yu Yunge looked at the foot stepping on the boundary between darkness and light, what else should he say.

"It's a pity that I left the East Palace in a hurry, and I couldn't bring the box in the Guanyun Palace with me. I think His Highness would like to study it in conjunction with the script..."

Yo, can't listen to this anymore?

He tilted his head to look at Jing Yuwei, whose hands were on his sides, and the tails of his eyes were full of shame. In terms of shame, he still needs to continue practicing.

"What's the matter, Your Highness?"

How could he ask himself what's wrong so calmly?

Jing Yuwei couldn't believe it, and couldn't help but say: "...I didn't think about it that much, so don't misinterpret it, okay?"

"I didn't misinterpret it, I just said some plans." Yu Yunge frowned, "Think about it, Your Highness, you can go to Liangxi sooner if you take care of your body. If you go one day earlier, it will be sooner before you can test your Highness."

After talking about it or talking about his body, Jing Yuwei's face was turning green, and he wished he could be executed on the spot.

Considering the agreement between the two, he grabbed the quilt next to him and covered Yu Yunge's head: "Go to bed early if you have nothing to do, don't worry about what you have."

When Yu Yunge heard his footsteps that were fading away, he collapsed into the quilt laughing, so cute.

On the second day, the two met You Chongluan in secret.

After You Chongluan regained his freedom, he teamed up with the new county magistrate in Dongping City to manage the city in an orderly manner. He had heard a lot of things in a radius of a hundred miles, so he took precautions to avoid chaos and fights.

Seeing Jing Yuwei again now, there is no need for him to say much, to show that he is willing to obey orders, and honest people don't speak harshly much.

What Jing Yuwei wanted was this kind of capable soldier, not to mention that in three days, the borrowed soldiers from the Yan Kingdom would arrive in Dongping City, and suddenly they needed a general who could control the situation.

You Chongluan is the best candidate, and this will solve his big trouble.

Three days later, there were many people on the streets of Dongping City, most of whom were unfamiliar faces, and they were too different from the locals, causing the common people to think that the city was secretly captured, and they couldn't sleep all night in panic.

How could I know that when I woke up the next day, the city would return to peace as before, as if it was a dream yesterday.

At the same time, Jing Yuwei's rehabilitation plan was put on the agenda, with the medicinal diet invited back by Yu Yunge, a two-pronged approach to cultivation.

However, Liangxi, which was thousands of miles away, was beaten to the second half of the closed city gate. The Quartet obviously lacked strength and showed fatigue.

It was Jing Wujian who was the first to call for a truce. He ate and drank so much that he hadn't left much in the past few years. It was the limit to be able to fight with the three forces for almost two months without being tired.

Even though he knows that calling a stop is surrender, he is willing to become a prisoner of others, gamble for his own life, and take the initiative to show weakness.

Originally, Jing Zhao and Jing Qianci didn't intend to take him to play, it was because he felt slighted and insisted on getting in to fight, this surrender took the initiative to pack up and get out of the city, the two didn't care about it, and let him run away.

With the lessons learned from Jing Wujian's successful escape, Jing Chenhui followed closely, surrendered overnight, and was kicked out of the game with the bunk rolled up.

At this time, the situation in Liangxi returned to its original state, and it was still Jing Zhao and Jing Zhici who were fighting to the death.

Jing Yuci didn't want to continue the fight with Jing Zhao either, and Jing Yuwei, who was deeply troubled, hadn't found anyone so far. The spies sent to Yan Kingdom sent news that they had found traces, but when they wanted to find them, they mingled into the crowd and disappeared.

The more he couldn't find anyone, the more worried Jing Xici became.

There is a shadow that stabs you in the back anytime and anywhere, otherwise no one can fall asleep.

Jing Zhici wanted to make a truce with Jing Zhao, but was almost shot in the head by an arrow. The refusal was self-evident, which made Jing Zhici quite annoyed. After guessing, only Jing Zhao knew the truth about Concubine Jin's death. Have to stay on your feet.

"He is really a good son. His mother died for more than ten years, and he must remember to take revenge even if he is desperate. He even let Jing Yuwei who should be hated the most. Does he have any brains?"

Once again, the peace request was rejected, and Jing Xici almost threw everything in the house down, panting and completely incomprehensible.

"What kind of strange creature is Jing Zhao?"

He scolded so hard that the housekeeper who had been taking care of his daily necessities didn't dare to come forward, and even didn't dare to tell him the news about Jing Yuwei again, for fear of irritating others.

It was Jing Qianci who calmed down first, and took a sip of cold tea: "How about the matter I asked you to investigate?"

Now it's the housekeeper's turn not to say no, he said with a bitter face, "Jing Yuwei has returned to Nanchuan."

"Where is he?" Jing Zhici panicked for a moment, afraid of hearing an unfavorable answer.

"I don't know. From entering the border, it's like a mud cow entering the sea. There is no sound." The butler replied.

It can't be blamed that their methods are not clever, because Jing Jiangling learned about the situation in Dongping City when he was still alive, and deeply felt that his wings were too hard, which would delay his viewing of the scenery, so he cut off a lot of them with one knife.

Jing Jiangling is worthy of being a ruthless person who can attack his own father. This knife almost cuts into the main artery of Jing Xici's network of news. No news is good, and there are very few people who can use it.

Under such circumstances, it was not easy to detect Jing Yuwei's return.

"Did the spies say who is around him?" Jing Qianci felt that a cup of cold tea was not enough, so he picked up the kettle and poured it vigorously, "I want to know if Yu Yunge has returned."

"I'm not sure, I didn't see the very iconic Jiang Kai who was following him, and I didn't see the young man with outstanding appearance. It seems that Jing Yuwei came back alone."

There were several points in the butler's remarks that made Jing Yuci suspicious of the news. He put down the teapot: "Check it out for me, focusing on Dongping City. If Jing Yuwei comes back, it must be his destination."

Because there is no other place to hide except that.

So it's always right to stare at Dongping City.

"And that You Chongluan, keep an eye on me, and report to me if there is any disturbance."

There can be no mistakes at this critical juncture, he and Jing Zhaodou have relied on one breath up to now, if Jing Yuwei secretly pierces this breath, the only thing waiting for him is death.

In his life till now, he had fantasized about many kinds of bright images, but he had never imagined how he would look like when he died.

Jing Qianci let out a soft breath: "Pass this news to Jing Zhao, the more outrageous the better."

He can't be the only one who can't fall asleep in fear.

He didn't know how happy Jing Zhao was to receive this news that was more fake than real, he was too tired after fighting for so many days.

Jing Zhao never knew that the intrigue was so tiring, resisting from head to toe, guarding from outsiders to those around him, he had to flip through the Art of War encyclopedia every day, looking for which strategy was suitable for the current situation.

Looking back on the past years, Jing Zhao wanted to hold his head and cry, why he didn't study hard back then, and when he was about [-] years old, he had to hold his feet temporarily to avenge his mother and concubine.

Sad, sigh.

At that time, he was still thinking about why Jing Yuwei disappeared, and whether it was because of Jing Xici's active hand. If there was no one left, he and Jing Yuci would come to a conclusion and want to be king himself.

This Nanchuan is finished.

Fortunately, Jing Yuwei was still alive. He looked out of the window at the night that was suddenly whitened by snow, and his heart went back to his stomach: "Ninth brother, I will leave this mess in Liangxi to you to clean up. Brother has no ability. After the report Get rid of the hatred, you do it well."

Jing Yuwei, who seemed to be aware of it, looked up at the starry night sky, frowned, good omen?

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