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After Chuyao took a bath, he calmed down a little after changing his clothes. With legs curled up and hot tea in his hands, he drank it quietly.
Xiao actually walked into the main tent, stood a foot away from her, didn't speak, just accompanied her like this.
After the tea in Chuyao's cup was exhausted, a little blood color appeared on her pale face, her eyes were still a little dazed, she parted her lips, and said in a low voice: "You let me escape on purpose."
Even though she was in a terrible fright and danger physically and mentally, Chuyao's mind was not blunted. As long as she thought about it for a while, Xiao was able to catch up with her so quickly, which showed that he knew she was going to run away.
"Yes." Xiao Jing did not deny it.
Chuyao finally raised his head, glanced at him, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Jing, you always give me hope, but you take it away right away. Is it fun to play me like this?"
Xiao Jing was silent and speechless. There was nothing wrong with Chuyao's accusation.
After a while, someone reported from outside the tent, and a soldier sent a letter in. Xiao Jing opened it, and only a few numbers were written inside: Tomorrow at noon, Meng Ping will be at the top of the mountain, exchanged separately.
The font is elegant and unrestrained, and Xiao Jing could see Rong Shaoyang's calm, willful and indifferent face from the words. He couldn't help being a little annoyed, and crumpled the paper in his hand.
Chuyao caught a glimpse of the ink printed on the letter paper, and could vaguely see the words on it, her eyes suddenly became focused and bright.
It's Rong Shaoyang's handwriting.
Xiao Jing noticed Chuyao's change with a sideways glance, and felt displeased, as if only Rong Shaoyang was left in her eyes. Such Song Chuyao never appeared even when Wen Guo and the others sincerely promised each other.
The letter paper in his hand was clenched again, and he strode towards Chuyao, with a cold face, and said in a deep voice: "Do you think I will exchange it with him?"
Chu Yao raised his face to look at him, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Yes."
"Song Chuyao is because you underestimate yourself too much, or pay too much attention to Fu Yunyan." Xiao Jing put one hand behind his back, raised Chuyao's chin with the other, and said coldly: "I tell you, you are very wrong, I don't I will exchange you for Fu Yunyan."
"Xiao Jing, I know you are cold-blooded and ruthless, but I didn't expect you to come to this point. Yunyan's brother died to save you on the battlefield, right?" Disdainful: "You treat the dead general's sister like this. Aren't you afraid that your soldiers will be disappointed if they find out? At this time, let's shake the morale of the army again, okay?"
He knew that what Chuyao said was not unreasonable. Fu Yunyan was Fu Yuntian's younger sister. Fu Yuntian was killed by an arrow to save him, so he was awarded the title of general after his death. This is something that many soldiers in the army know now. And was set up as a model for civilian soldiers. This alone made him not care about Fu Yunyan's life or death, otherwise someone with a heart would spread rumors and shake the morale of the army.
"Xiao Jing, there is one thing that you probably don't know yet," Chuyao paused, before saying, "Yunyan is pregnant."
Xiao Jing was stunned.
"The prince of Yan State fell into the hands of Li State, are you sure this is okay?" Chu Yao looked straight at his face, and the smile on his lips deepened.
"I want to save Fu Yunyan, but you, I want to stay." Xiao Jing let go of her jaw and said, "I want to take Rong Shaoyang's life too."
After finishing speaking, he turned the paper in his hand into powder with internal force, and the fine powder fell from between his fingers.
There was a sneer on the corner of Chuyao's mouth: "I want so much, I'm afraid I can't catch any of them."
"In this world, there is nothing I can't want."
Xiao Jing turned around and walked to the coach's table to sit down. Just as he was about to pick up his pen, Chu Yao said, "Isn't Su Qingmo the only one? Xiao Jing, you think too highly of yourself."
Hearing the words Su Qingmo from Chuyao's mouth, his wrist couldn't help trembling slightly, and the ink dripped down on the white letter paper and smudged.
Su Qingmo has always been his untouchable reverse scale, and he doesn't like to hear her name from anyone. As if as long as no one said anything, she was still alive.
"When Su Qingmo died or even was buried, you were not by her side, and her current coffin is placed next to Emperor Huai, and her posthumous title was also bestowed by Emperor Huai." Chu Yao snorted coldly : "I'm afraid she is what you want in this life but will never get it, and there is no chance of having another chance."
The pen in Xiao Jing's hand had been broken in two, and he exuded a cold aura, which seemed to explode at any time.
"Song Chuyao, don't think that you will let you go if you offend me." The veins on the back of Xiao Jing's hands suddenly appeared, and it could be seen that it was extreme patience.
Chuyao was not afraid of what would happen to him at all, so she lay down and closed her eyes sideways.
Xiao unexpectedly saw that she had finished irritating him, and then fell asleep indifferently.Go, the anger in my heart seems to be blocked by soft cotton, it can't come out, and it can't be swallowed.
He lowered his eyebrows and changed a pen, spread out the letter paper again, wrote quickly on the letter, and ordered it to be delivered to the queen of the capital.
In the evening, Chuyao just woke up. She didn't say a word to Xiao Jing, and the dinner was a rare amount, and she seemed to have a very good appetite.
Xiao actually felt a fire in his heart for her being so determined to return to Rong Shaoyang's side, but he could only let it burn inside, even though the internal organs were burnt, he couldn't show his anxiety at all.
After Chuyao had dinner, he felt in good spirits, so he left the camp and walked casually. Walking back to her and Fu Yunyan's tent, she felt uncomfortable about the fact that Rong Shaoyang had taken Fu Yunyan hostage, after all Yunyan was here to help her.
It's not that she's worried that Rong Shaoyang will treat her harshly, but Yunyan is still pregnant, and based on her early reaction, it's really not appropriate to toss about.
Tomorrow, I hope everything goes well.
Chu Yao lay on Fu Yunyan's bed, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep again.
The night before had really consumed too much of her energy, and she slept until dawn.
After washing up, she put on a white dress, simply tied her hair in a bun, restored Song Chuyao's original appearance, and waited for the arrival of noon.
Today the sky is a bit gray and gloomy, it looks like a storm is coming, the air is sultry and humid, which makes people feel depressed.
With a sullen face, Xiao Jing walked into Chuyao's tent, and was a little taken aback when she saw that she had returned to her original appearance. In fact, the most similar thing between her and Su Qingmo is that she likes to wear white clothes, does not wear makeup, and her eyes flicker from time to time sly.
Of course, it seems that seeing her again this time, the things in her eyes are different, more calm and introverted, and there are some things in it that he can't figure out.
Just after entering the account, for a moment, he thought they had returned to Wen Guo's appearance, but Chuyao saw his reflection in the Linghua mirror, and his face immediately changed.
"Let's go." Chuyao stood up, without looking at Xiao Jing, and walked out of the tent. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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