Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

After saying this, the large camp fell into a long silence.

Even Zong Luo himself showed a little annoyance in his heart.

This sentence is a bit too heavy.

No matter how angry he was or how much he wanted to put Yu Beizhou back in his mother's womb to remake, as long as Zong Luo was in his normal state, he wouldn't say such a thing.

It's not that I can't say it, but Zong Luo is used to facing everything calmly and calmly. No matter who he met, even if it was Zong Chengsi and his group who had really designed him to death in his previous life, he would never say such cruel and cruel words.

However, it was clear... he could never remain calm in front of Yu Beizhou.

This uncontrollable feeling made Zong Luo extremely irritable.

Just when he was about to say something, Pei Qianxue's voice suddenly came from outside the tent: "Jin Yu, I brought back the new wooden cup."

Zong Luo paused for a moment: "Okay, I'll get it when I change clothes."

As he said that, he slipped down onto the belt, took off the outermost robe, and changed into a brand new one with red dark stripes on the white one.

Fortunately, the blood just got onto his shirt, so he just needs to change his outer robe, and he doesn't need to change the inner lining too.

In the middle of changing clothes, Zong Luo could feel the strong gaze that looked directly at his back.

After he fastened his belt, the voice suddenly sounded.

"Senior brother is right, that's fine."

It's good to hate him like that.

Yu Beizhou does not understand love, he only hates day after day.

If you don't understand, you can't learn, you don't have to learn.

The white-clothed prince suddenly turned his head, but only saw Yu Beizhou's back walking towards the outside of the tent.

Pei Qianxue, who was waiting with peace of mind outside, suddenly saw the curtain opened in front of her. Just as she was about to take a step forward, she saw Yu Beizhou walking out of it.

The handsome young man had blood on the corners of his mouth, and the end of a pair of phoenix eyes was still red.

His face did not have the most common cynical lazy smile in the past, but his face was expressionless, as if he was calm after enlightenment.

Of course, this calmness turned into undisguised sinisterness and malice when he saw the Prime Minister in Tsing Yi standing at the entrance of the tent.

Pei Qianxue could even feel the cold killing intent from the other party. As sharp as a bayonet that sees blood and seals its throat, it will knock the head of others to the ground in the next moment.

This is the killing intent that can only be possessed by those who have stepped out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses.

But only for a second.

A second later, Yu Beizhou brushed past him without looking back, with a contemptuous attitude, as if seeing a pile of dog's tail grass on the side of the road that didn't need to be cared about.

Pei Qianxue felt anxious in his heart as he watched King Beining's back.

Just now he was outside the tent when he heard some unusual movements inside, and guessed that there might be another person. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the King of Beining who Jin Yu said did not return overnight.

Recalling the extremely unhappy attitude of King Beining just now, Pei Qianxue hurriedly stepped forward, said in a low voice that it was rude, and stretched out his hand to open the tent.

Unexpectedly, the prince in white was standing behind the table.

At a glance, Pei Qianxue saw the knocked over wooden water cup on the ground, as well as the messy books and crumpled papers on the table.

It looks like... there was a pretty heated argument in the tent.

"Jin Yu." He put the water glass in his hand on the table, and looked up just to see Zong Luo turn back.

Pei Qianxue's eyes froze for a moment.

The snow-white slender neck was dotted with red marks like plum blossoms falling into snow, and there were even some tooth marks and pink fingerprints on the edges.

Not only that, but even the beautifully shaped thin lips were covered with red blood, which was shocking.

It was as if a pair of big hands once clasped this neck from the back of the neck, buried his head on it and sucked and bit recklessly, ran over it with sharp and cruel tiger teeth, licked blood and stamped his lips, swearing ownership.

"What's wrong?" Zong Luo followed his line of sight, raised his hand subconsciously, and unbiasedly touched the tooth mark pressed down on his neck, his face was immediately unsightly.

Because of Yu Beizhou's continued stubbornness and the stubbornness on his neck, his mind was completely lightened when he wanted to explain his fumble.

Facing Pei Qianxue's gaze, Zong Luo could only say: "Just now, I had some disagreements with King Beining, and we fought."

He changed his clothes, but he forgot that not only did he have bite marks on his neck now, but his hair, which was tied by Pei Qianxue not long ago, was also messed up by Yu Beizhou and scattered behind him, looking very embarrassed.

Pei Qianxue was already very observant, and now the clothes he changed were still stacked on the ground, not to mention that he was in a mess with blood everywhere. Zongluo didn't hide from him 100% of the time, and he didn't do anything shameful anyway, so he might as well just admit it.

But having said that, Zong Luo turned around awkwardly and picked up a fine silk handkerchief.

There was no bronze mirror at all in the barracks, and he couldn't see where the blood was on his neck, and it was rubbed out of order.

"Let me do it."

The Prime Minister in Tsing Yi took a step forward, his eyes that were calm like a deep pool in the past were filled with waves. However, when Zong Luo took a closer look, he disappeared in an instant and was buried in the surface like pine and bamboo.

Zong Luo hesitated for a moment, but still handed the towel to him.

The wet white towel was taken by Pei Qianxue, who pursed his thin lips and carefully wiped it on the slender neck of the white-clothed prince.

As he got closer, Zong Luo could even smell the cool and cold fragrance on the other side, just like Pei Qianxue, who was aloof and arrogant. Seemingly humble, in fact, he is more angular than anyone else.

They became close friends with him at first because they did have the same outlook on life and similar philosophy of governing the country. It's really not easy to find such a friend who can talk to him about the three views in the ancient times after wearing books, so they did support each other in the court at that time.

It's a pity that later, they got together less and separated more.

Pei Qianxue was gradually appreciated by Emperor Yuan, rising step by step, coupled with busy affairs. Zongluo was busy setting up the Xuanqi, and after establishing the Xuanqi, he had to train soldiers. After the soldiers were trained, they naturally had to try their swords, and they developed to lead soldiers all the year round, and they only met two or three times a year.

Later, Pei Qianxue's eyes gradually turned to Yu Beizhou.

He admired this vassal king with a different surname, just as he had appreciated Zong Luo at the beginning, and invited Yu Beizhou several times to accompany him to the capital to enjoy flowers, drink at the pavilion under the moon, and have a picnic in the suburbs.

Maybe it's because of the fate of Yu Beizhou, but Zong Luo in his previous life didn't know about it. He only knew that his best friend was very close to his old enemy, and even when he was finally assigned to the frontier, he never saw Pei Qianxue.

Of course, in this life, the misunderstanding is cleared up, and I know that most of the male supporting roles who can drink a cup of nothing are influenced by the protagonist's halo, and Pei Qianxue did not plead for him in his last life. The most important thing is... In the end, all of this can only be blamed on the Yu family, and under such circumstances, Pei Qianxue can listen to Yu Beizhou's words and persuade him boldly, which is enough for Zongluo to eliminate his grievances.

It's just a pity that those misunderstood times can't come back.

He has been accustomed to burying many things in his heart and will not talk to anyone again.

Perhaps the changes are also mutual. In the last life in Yu Beizhou in the imperial city, he was full of high-spirited and ambitious. However, in this life, he seemed to have completely lost interest in these things, and was so lazy that he didn't want to participate in the seizure of reserves.

Thinking of this, Zong Luo suddenly gave a soft "hiss--".

Seeing this, Pei Qianxue suddenly came back to her senses and showed guilt: "Sorry, Jinyu, I accidentally pushed hard."

He was annoyed.

After seeing these little red marks just now, Pei Qianxue's proud control power was also inferior, and he did not restrain his strength for a while.

"It's okay." Zong Luo shook his head, took a step back politely, and opened the distance between the two: "It should be okay, it's okay, it's not a particularly important injury, it should be bitten by a mad dog."

Mad dog?

But even if it is an old enemy, how can there be an old enemy who will gnaw so many ambiguous marks on the opponent's neck? Not to mention the blood on her lips, it can't be said that Jin Yu bit it out herself.

They are all top-ranked people, so it's not like they can't even understand these.

Coupled with the look in the eyes of King Beining looking at him... Pei Qianxue only felt a surge of anger in his heart.

He knew that he should keep calm now, otherwise Jinyu would not know his thoughts, which would scare Jinyu.

Furthermore, Pei Qianxue knows how the relationship between Zongluo and Yu Beizhou is so dire and endless. When they see it, they first get angry with each other, and then pick up the guy to fight.

The King of Beining was the most arrogant, and even if he had such thoughts towards Jin Yu, it was absolutely impossible to speak frankly. Isn't this the scene in front of you now, wanting the overlord to bow hard is obviously to make his popularity ruthless.

The most important thing is...even if you want to say your heart, now is not the best time, it's too hasty.

Pei Qianxue abruptly suppressed his surging emotions, and suppressed everything back.

Zong Luo knew nothing of the emotions in the heart of the close friend in front of him.

He was holding the towel, trying to distinguish himself from the reflection in the water basin.

"It's on my lips, too." Pei Qianxue said with a grim expression.

More than just the lips. Even in the hair, there are blood scabs that have solidified.

If he had black hair, he might not be able to see it, but Zongluo had white hair, so these colors were hard to hide, and they were all visible.

After Zongluo wiped all the bloodstains clean, the clear water in the basin was dyed a light red, and it could be seen that a lot of blood was flowing.

Only then did Zong Luo find out.

He was not injured from beginning to end, except for one kiss, all of which were Yu Beizhou's blood.

"Jin Yu, give me some medicine."

Just when he was in a daze, Pei Qianxue had brought the wound medicine from Mu Yuanlong.

The latter heard that Pei Qianxue was going to hurt the medicine, and was nervous, and quickly asked if the Prime Minister was slow and hurt the Prime Minister. As a result, after hearing that it was Zong Luo who was injured, he became even more nervous.

Pei Qianxue didn't know how to explain it, but after all, he didn't want to publicize this matter to everyone, so he only vaguely said that he accidentally cut his hand, and simply bandaged it.

"thanks."

Although this insignificant physical injury is lighter than the casualty he suffered on the battlefield. Zong Luo still took the medicine, looked in the mirror, and bandaged himself.

Naturally, he didn't want to hang out with this scarred neck.

While Zong Luo was bandaging, he suddenly heard Pei Qianxue's voice.

The latter hesitated rarely: "Jin Yu...I have something to tell you. I wonder if you will have time when you are resting in Baicheng?"