Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

The night is getting darker.

In places beyond the wilderness, the campsites are flickering with open flames.

After a day of marching and running, the Xuanqi all packed up their luggage and hurry up to sleep.

Except for the cavalry who temporarily changed the guard, everyone else stayed in the big tent safely. For a time, they could only hear the insects chirping in the mountains hidden in the dark, which was unbelievably quiet.

There are no stars tonight, all sounds are silent.

Outside the largest tent, a fire was lit with wood.

The young man in red squatted beside the fire boredly, picked up a poker in his hand to set the fire, turned over the creaking wood in the center of the flame, turned it over again, and repeated this action. .

Mu Yuanlong, who was guarding in the distance, hesitated for a while, but he took a step forward and whispered: "My lord, we have to travel tomorrow, the brothers who are guarding have already arranged everything, and there are no extra mistakes, why don't you... . Rest early."

Yu Beizhou didn't lift his head, just said "um" lightly.

Seeing that the King of Beining did not express his position, Mu Yuanlong did not dare to persuade him any more, but silently returned to his tent and lay in the army sleeping bag.

Early this morning, an imperial decree directly assigned Mu Yuanlong to the King of Beining for the time being.

Xuanqi has strong mobility and is suitable for strikers and raids. Now that the Heavenly Secret Army has not been transferred back, only a very small number of them are stationed outside the Imperial City, so naturally it is not suitable to take them away. Only Xuan Qi can be mobilized.

Now, for Wei Guo, there are three parallel lines.

As soon as Wei Guo faces the sea, it is good that there is an unobstructed plain outside the capital. At that time, the general of Wei Guo will definitely lead the guard army to meet the enemy on the plain outside the imperial city.

The Weishan Army cut in from the side, the Tianji Army outflanked from the rear, and the King of Beining was bound to take the heavy cavalry of the Xuanqi and the Tianji Army to meet the enemy head-on.

The strategy is correct, but Mu Yuanlong has no idea in his heart.

Even if the third highness became the prince and Xuanqi was appointed to the imperial court, they would only have one master.

Embarrassment is embarrassing here.

The whole world knows what the King of Beining and the three princes do not deal with. In the early years, when these two led troops, they often stumbled upon each other. The generals of the two sides are enmity, and the soldiers under them naturally see how the other party does not deal with it.

As a result, who would have thought that Mu Yuanlong would actually be a lieutenant for Yu Beizhou when he dispatched troops this time.

However, no matter how reluctant he is in his heart, no matter how suffocated he is, the Holy Will cannot be violated in the end. In addition, attacking the Wei Kingdom is not a family game. Before the important affairs of the family and the country, personal grievances have to be delayed a little.

Before he came, Mu Yuanlong had explained it to all the brothers in the Xuanqi military tent. Fortunately, on the first day of the march, except for the team being a little dull, everything was calm and nothing happened.

This also made the worried Mu Yuanlong heave a sigh of relief.

The King of Beining has the most perverse character, and is also a fickle, violent master. Whoever makes him unhappy will lose his head in minutes. It's not that Mu Yuanlong didn't know the serious atmosphere of the Tianji Army. He felt that Xuanqi's military style was completely different from that of the King of Beining.

I originally thought that this person was only interested in His Royal Highness, and was too lazy to care about them.

It was only at night that Mu Yuanlong suddenly realized.

The King of Bac Ninh... seems a little unhappy?

Recalling the red and white figure crouching by the firewood, he thought uncertainly.

In fact, Yu Beizhou was indeed not very happy.

He hadn't closed his eyes for almost two days and two nights, but he had no urge to sleep at all. Instead, he squatted here and turned the fire over and over with tongs dozens of times.

"Crackling crackling..."

The fire licked over every extremely flammable piece of wood, and the flames of Lao Gao rose up, and then gradually faded.

Staring at this group of firewood, it was rare that Yu Beizhou was a little lost.

Last night, he knelt all night at the entrance of Zhang Palace.

Because of his own opinion, he was lynched for Zong Cheng, which is why he was punished.

Everything was within Yu Beizhou's expectations.

In the matter of Zong Chengsi, he knew in his heart that those crimes could definitely nail Zong Chengsi to death. Even what he had previously stated in front of Emperor Yuan, even if the latter was suspicious, he would never think about it when he saw the wooden sign of the Witch Sacrificial Ceremony.

However, Zong Chengsi is still the heir of the emperor no matter what, and even if he is successful in exposing the treason, he cannot ignore his private punishment.

This matter is not big or small. If Emperor Yuan pursued it, he could even end up depriving him of the throne; if he didn't pursue it, he could take it away with a little attention next time.

Zong Chengsi was not taken seriously, and Emperor Yuan admired him very much at ordinary times. Logically, nothing will happen.

However, what made Yu Beizhou misunderstood was that Emperor Yuan did not want to be easy.

In desperation, Yu Beizhou could only commit crimes and leave the imperial city in a hurry like a reel ball.

Along the way, how did he taste something wrong.

Emperor Yuan's behavior is really abnormal. As we all know now is not the best time to attack Weiguo, this tyrant never fights unprepared battles, so ordering him to lead troops immediately is not only a kind of punishment, but also a kind of hurriedly throwing him out of the imperial city and out of my sight the meaning of.

However... Anyway, the matter of life experience is still hidden from the past, and there is no danger.

However, this is not what bothers Yu Beizhou the most.

Thinking of the imperial decree that Da Lala placed on the table, he caught a glimpse of the imperial decree for marriage, and the young man in red was upset for a while, and simply threw the tongs in his hand.

The ugly eagle, who was following the sentry, woke up, and hurriedly fluttered its wings.

Before that, Yu Beizhou had never thought about this.

He just wanted to keep the exiled immortal in the imperial city, locked by his side. But he never considered the circumstances of this person being given marriage.

Maybe Zongluo feels too bright and does not eat the fireworks of the world, so that no one has ever thought about it. Even after Yu Beizhou found out in his life that he had a desire for this old enemy he once hated, he never thought about this possibility at all.

In the silence, the mad possessiveness was wrapped in rage.

The fires were out, but they were burning brightly.

That'smine.

Brother is mine.

My nemesis can only look at me.

Even if you die, you can only die in your own bed. How can it be possible to be someone else's husband, to be affectionate with others, and to be affectionate with me. How could this be?

They are destined to be alone and entangled with each other, without a third person.

"bass--"

The ugly eagle that was hovering in the air dropped a new piece of tinder.

Almost instantly, the fire that had been extinguished just now burst into a new flame, even higher than before, illuminating the extremely beautiful face like a twisted evil spirit.

However, its owner didn't appreciate it, and waved him away from bothering him.

After finishing all the arrangements, Yu Beizhou was finally able to face one thing directly.

Something has changed forever.

Obviously at the very beginning, he really hated Zong Luo. The other party never showed mercy. He maliciously prepared a so-called surprise gift for Zongluo, and Zongluo is always ready to reciprocate, they will not miss any opportunity to kill each other.

No one can deny that they are such a pair of never-ending enemies.

But since when did all this change?

Since lookback time? From this lifetime?

No... Maybe that person left without saying goodbye and committed suicide under the imperial city.

Yu Beizhou was furious.

He was like a child who had lost his favorite toy and wanted to tear everything apart, but his hand holding the corpse was still steady, for fear of disturbing the sleeping empty shell.

Immediately after that, nine years of uninteresting, boring, and extreme emptiness followed.

Strange to say, those nine years, when he was in it, was even more difficult than being tortured by the darkness in the Yu family. But once it has passed, after looking back in time, when I recall it, it is like a blink of an eye, so fast that it is unbelievable.

When the retrospective time is over, when I see this person again, what burns is not the cold killing intent that erupted from the tit-for-tat in the previous life, but the lingering and deep desire/desire.

Yu Beizhou couldn't figure out why.

'Perhaps...I don't hate you so much, brother? ’

This thought was just dismissed without hesitation as soon as it appeared.

how is this possible. If it wasn't for hatred, how could he reverse all this, and why would he lock people beside him almost madly.

As Zongluo said, Yu Beizhou didn't care so much about his identity. At least in the beginning, he cared, otherwise it would be impossible to hate.

However, the more he went back, the more he saw the unstained soul, the more he longed for Zongluo to hate him as well.

until that day.

When he passed by the palace and heard the other party express his hatred frankly, Yu Beizhou felt a kind of fear that he had never expressed.

At the age of four, he used to fear pain. However, Yu Beizhou completely conquered the pain after turning the pain into pleasure in the place where he could not see his fingers. From now on the pain will not be able to beat him.

But now, Yu Beizhou felt fear again.

This is a word that has been insulated from him for decades.

How ridiculous. He would be terrified to achieve what he once dreamed of.

In order to cover up this fear of not knowing where to go, he was bitter and mean, exhausted his morbid madness, and did not hesitate to release malice and venom to keep everything out.

"It's ironic." Staring at the jumping fire, Yu Beizhou whispered, "Why?"

Why exactly?

The red-clothed youth lowered his eyes, his expression as cold as ice.

Beneath the coldness lies a beating heart.

never mind. His senior brother should also wish him to die now.

Tai Wu said that his trip would be fatal. If you can die on the front line, I don't know how many people will applaud.

Yu Beizhou smiled sarcastically, suddenly got up, turned and walked back to the tent.

In the darkness, he returned to his usual laziness and arrogance, like a chaotic, chaotic and frantic line, his pupils darker than the night, obscure and inexplicable.

......

On the second day, the sky was only bright, and the Xuanqis packed their bags, and after a simple breakfast, they put away their tents and set off as a whole.

The cavalry marched very fast, running around day and night, and could reach the border of Weiguo in half a month.

The attack on Weiguo is not particularly anxious. Even if the imperial decree is issued, it has to wait until the army is transferred, otherwise it is useless to arrive first.

In the afternoon, the sky suddenly sank.

The gust of wind swirled around the black cloud, and there was a faint flash of electric light on it, and the thunder roared.

This stance will soon be the rhythm of torrential rain.

Yu Beizhou simply found a flat field with a wide field of vision and ordered Xuanqi to camp early.

The cavalry wore cold armor and went into battle lightly. It was not only easy to wind and cold in the rain, but also the loss outweighed the loss.

Sure enough, after a while, the rain poured down.

Yu Beizhou stood at the entrance of the tent.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but in the heavy rain curtain, he seemed to see a familiar touch of white.

how can that be possible. That person can only be an imperial city, and be a pampered prince, like a canary trapped in a cage by him.

In the distant rain, a high announcement came: "His Royal Highness is here—"

Yu Beizhou turned his head suddenly, with such force that he almost broke his neck.