The Path of the Cannon Fodder’s Counterattack

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"If he can be convinced and let Shao become a vassal state, he can spare him." The emperor agreed to Ling Xiao without hesitation.

Ling Xiao froze and looked at the emperor in amazement.

The emperor had already stood up, as if he did not want to discuss the matter any more. He went to the desk to write, approved the documents, and Ling Xiao was at the dinner table.

Ling Xiao knew the emperor's meaning, and he dared not speak again, but after eating a few bites of food, he was asked to withdraw the food and walked to the emperor himself.

The emperor ignored him and stared at the document on the desktop.

Ling Xiao's heart was a little embarrassed. Although the emperor didn't show obvious dissatisfaction, he didn't want to talk to himself about it.

Ling Xiao didn't dare to come, please. Generally, he walked lightly behind the emperor, reached out and gently pressed the emperor's shoulder.

The emperor gave a slight pause, then acquiesced in Ling Xiao's movements, put the pen down, and rested comfortably on the back of the chair to facilitate Ling Xiao's movements.

Ling Xiao waited carefully, using the massaging techniques and strength of the emperor's heart, the emperor relaxed comfortably and closed his eyes slowly.

"After you leave, there is really no one in the palace who will serve you comfortably." The emperor said with a sigh.

Ling Xiao heard that he was inexplicably happy. He calmed down and said quietly, "The emperor likes it."

"Like, I like it very much." The emperor said, reaching out and pulling Ling Xiao into his arms, let Ling Xiao sit on his thigh, staring softly at Ling Xiao: "I like your up and down, Just one point. "

The emperor's tone suddenly became sharp. He reached out and pinched Ling Xiao's chin. He was tough enough to control Ling Xiao and approached himself: "You need to know who is your man, understand?"

The emperor stared at Ling Xiao, with awesome majesty in his eyes, and Ling Xiao was out of breath, Ling Xiao nodded hurriedly.

Seeing this, the emperor slightly converged and released Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao quickly got up from the emperor's arms and knelt before the emperor.

The emperor stood up and said, "Get up. I don't like you always kneeling. You don't have to be like this in the future."

Speaking, the emperor walked past Ling Xiao and walked to the door, as if thinking something, he stopped and turned his back to Ling Xiao: "Ling Xiao, you are a smart person, do n’t try to touch him again Bottom line. "

It seemed afraid that this would threaten Ling Xiao too much. The emperor paused and said, "As long as you are good, you will make you the happiest person in the world."

After that, he left without looking back.

Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, clutching his bounced heart, got up from the ground, and looked at the back of the emperor, thinking deeply.

The emperor's last words were probably about his current bottom line.

It's really low, Ling Xiao is sighing.

"My son." A call came suddenly from the door.

Ling Xiao looked up and found that she was pretending to be a maid at the door, and Ling Xiao raised her eyebrows.

The maid came in and saluted in front of Ling Xiao: "Son, the emperor wants me to take you to prison to see Prince Shao Guoer, will you go?"

Ling Xiao was surprised that the emperor allowed himself to visit Fu Yujun? And asked the maid to take herself?

Ling Xiao looked at the maid suspiciously and asked incredulously: "The emperor explained to you that you would show me Fu Yujun?"

The maid smiled and nodded, and when she saw that Ling Xiao was still not convinced, the maid said, "Isn't this what you want?"

Ling Xiao was silent. He didn't really want to visit Fu Yujun, but he only hoped that Fu Yujun would be alive. After all, Fu Yujun had some friendship with himself, and it was a shame that the man was talented and died.

Now that the emperor has agreed to visit Fu Yujun, he can just say a few words to Fu Yujun.

With this in mind, Ling Xiao pursed his lips and waved, "Let's lead the way."

"Yes."

The maid turned and walked in front of Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao followed closely behind.

Fu Yujun was detained in Shao's dungeon, and Ling Xiao was in Shao's Wangchun Tower in Kyoto. To go to the dungeon, he must go to the carriage.

The maid had already prepared the carriage at the door, waiting for Ling Xiao to leave.

When Ling Xiao went out, he noticed not the maid prepared for him, the gorgeous carriage that the emperor used to ride, but a man kneeling in front of Wangchunlou, a person who could no longer be familiar with—Hongye.

Hongye had to kneel alone in front of Wangchun Tower, without a trace of blood on his face, his expression was despair and confusion, his body was teetering, apparently physically weak.

Ling Xiao frowned and looked puzzled. At last he was caught by Hongye back to the emperor. It stands to reason that she was a hero. However, at this moment, she seemed to make a mistake and kneeled on the ground.

This really puzzled Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao wanted to step forward to ask, and the maid on the side saw her, but suddenly she stood in front of Ling Xiao, saluting him respectfully: "My son, the sky is going to be dark again, please go to the carriage . "

"Not in a hurry." Ling Xiao looked at the sky, shook his head and finished speaking, and wanted to pass the maid and walk towards Hongye.

Seeing this, the waitress staggered one step and once again stood in front of Ling Xiao, saluting: "Son, please get in the carriage."

The maid's voice was tough, Ling Xiao looked at the maid for a moment, only to find that the woman was full of vitality, her eyes filled with coldness that could not be refused.

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows, knowing that this was the emperor's order, not allowing himself to approach the red leaves, and knowing that there would be no effect if he remained deadlocked.

The maid waited for a moment, let out a sigh of relief, looked back at the pale red leaves, shook her head, and turned to the carriage with Ling Xiao.

This act of the maid did not escape Ling Xiao's eyes, Ling Xiao looked at it, guessing that the maid and Hongye were familiar people, and had an idea under her heart.

He waited for the maid to get on the carriage, and approached her almost: "Looking at your dress, isn't it like an ordinary maid?"

The maid waited for a moment, then bowed her head and said, "My son, his subordinate is the master's dark guard."

"Dark guard?" Ling Xiao was surprised. The emperor had not heard of any dark guard in his life.

He seemed to be staring at something strange and ordinary. He was staring at him unconsciously, and he couldn't help moving slightly. "My son, why do you look at your subordinates this way?"

"No, just never thought that there was a woman in the Dark Guard." Ling Xiao made a random excuse.

When the maid heard the words, she seemed a little unhappy to answer: "The master once said that women are no different from men, that men can do it, and women can do it."

Ling Xiao dumbfounded, the maid had misunderstood her despise of women, and he quickly explained: "I don't mean this, I mean ..."

"Well, son, you don't have to explain to your subordinates. You are the master's person, then you are also the master's subordinate. If you have any questions, please ask directly."

"..."

Deserves to be the emperor, this insight is sharp enough, and his personality is refreshing.

Ling Xiao agreed secretly in his heart, and no longer went round the corner, and asked directly: "Is the red leaf also a dark guard?"

"Red leaf?" The maid waited a moment and responded, "She ... is a dark guard, but different from her subordinates."

Ling Xiao was surprised, and then asked, "How is it different?"

The waitress heard the words and said, "Son son, why don't you ask the son?"

"..." Ling Xiao was even more surprised, staring at the maid, "You can't say?"

The waitress bowed her head slightly towards Ling Xiao: "I hope the son forgive me."

Ling Xiaowenyan said, slightly pursed his lips, and looked at it from another angle: "What do you have to do with Hongye? Are you familiar?"

The maid shook her head: "Just a few missions together."

"The subordinates are responsible for the secrets. Hongye is the master who is planted in Shao Guo to inquire about the news. She is not very familiar with her."

"So." Ling Xiao raised an eyebrow. Why did the maid just stare at Hongye with a pity?

With this in mind, Ling Xiao asked again: "Why is Hongye kneeling on the ground this time."

The maid waited a moment and asked in amazement, "Don't you know?"

"..." Ling Xiao was silent. Should he know?

The maid smiled slightly, and then realized that she was in a normal state. She glanced to the side and replied, "Hongye disobeyed the order of the master."

"Disobey?" Ling Xiao wondered.

The maid explained: "The order given by the master to Hongye was to bring the boy back before the war."

As if afraid of Ling Xiao's misunderstanding, the maid said hurriedly: "This is also to protect the son, after the war, the sword has no eyes and hurt the son. This is also the purpose of the son to bring the red leaves to you, but ..."

The waitress paused for a moment and said solemnly: "Hongye did not obey the order of the master, but let the son go, letting the son fall into crisis several times ... But she probably didn't guess that the son had such talent, and let the son go. Not only did he not hurt his son, but he also made you successful ... save ... saves Prince Shao and made the master's first plan fail. "

"Wait ..." Ling Xiao frowned. "You say let it go?"

The maid responded: "... Hongye's acupuncture has already been untied long ago, and the rope does not threaten her. If she wants to, she can bring it back to him."

Said the maid like this, Ling Xiao's eyes widened.

"Is she deliberately mixing me into the army? Is it just for hurting me or even ... dead?" Ling Xiao said afterwards.

The maid was silent and half-responded: "The son is far away from the red leaves, and she is speculative about you. If you don't have such intelligence and intellect, you are now probably one of the many corpses."

Ling Xiao shuddered fiercely.

There was some unbelief in my heart. When Fu Yujun was by his side, this Hongye was pretty good to himself.

Many times, she is sincere about her concerns.

Why did she let herself die? You have no injustice with her?

Ling Xiao was trying to ask a few more words. The carriage suddenly stopped. The maid seemed to know Ling Xiao's mind, and seemed to escape from the car, and saluted Ling Xiao: "My son, the dungeon is here."

Ling Xiao had no choice but to get out of the car.

Waiting in the car, but not only the maid, but also a young man in a blue dress casually-Lan Wei.