The Wife is First

The assassin was caught in the right, the torches around the king's account ignited, and the left and right guards quickly rushed over, for fear that the prince had a flash. Then, I saw the prince who was supposed to sleep in the royal account, and walked out of the camp of the military division leisurely.

Right guard: "..."

Left guard: "..."

The right guards laughed twice: "The military division is really a magical figure!"

Left guard: "Well."

Jing Hao did not get caught in the bag, and stepped over to look at the people who were **** by the five flowers, wearing the clothes of the martial arts camp. I took the dagger handed up by the guard and looked at it. It was exactly the same as the boot knife found on the bow horse soldier during the day. I sneered: "Does the southeast king do this, can't wait to withdraw?"

The man slammed his head and was very surprised at being guessed. The bow horsemen belonged to the southeast king. This incident should not be known to the court, so they dared to attack the camp in a blatant manner.

"Give it to you, before dawn, the king wants to know all." Throwing the dagger to the left guard, Jing Yu from the right guard army, the tiger who kept struggling in the arms, if nothing happened back to the king's account to sleep.

"Small left, you said, why did Wang Ye sleep in the military division's camp?" The right guards were half-stunned, but there were only a few shackles during the day. This night... I shook my head and the king was sure to discuss the military with the military. Now, when I talk to Xiao Zuo, I will sleep together later... But why do you feel weird... But Wang Ye is so calm, there is nothing...

The left guard took a look at him: "Take the assassin and go to the military prison."

The next morning, Jing Hao got up early and went to the middle account to listen to the results of the interrogation.

Unsurprisingly, this assassin is not really a killer, but a bow horseman who attacked the camp during the day. Because he fell off the horse, he was confused and mixed into the martial arts camp. The southeast king gave them a dead order, and they couldn’t kill Wang Jingyu. They couldn’t live back.

Jing Emei, looking at the man who was slammed on the ground: "Why do you want to kill the king's military division?"

"We also...can't be sure...the king is...who, just look at that person and...the other people's costumes...different, stand on...in front of the account, think he is..." Standing in front of the account, facing the raid of the cavalry does not change color, the body is pure and extraordinary, if it is not found that he will not martial arts, who would think that it is not a king?

When I think of the situation at the time, they can only be considered unlucky. If they come half an hour earlier, they will be able to squeeze the king into the camp. If they admit that they are wrong, the captain found that the man was not a king, he ordered the four to search, and the result was Separate to eliminate one by one.

Jing Yan heard the words, the brows can not help but wrinkle deeper. If he was in the camp at the time, with this group of people playing deadly, and attacking him alone, even if he martial arts, I am afraid it will not escape. Thinking about this, I can't help but pinch the cold sweat. If the captain did not recognize that Junqing is not a king, then Junqing will die this time!

"Deceive too much!" He slammed into the table, and the scene was in a hurry. In the last world, the southwestern king of the southeastern kingdom was only secretly supporting the soldiers. Now it is a blatant assassination. It is really hateful!

"Was the southeast king doing this, is it impatient?" The right guards did not understand, and the army had already reached the southwest. He was provoking at this time, wasn’t he just introducing the fire to himself?

"If it is not for the prince to see more and more, we may not know that this is the southeast king." Zuo Baojun reminded.

"Wang Ye, I can't seem to return this person to the southeast king, scare the old boy, let him be honest." Right guards throw fists.

"This person can't stay." A warm and nice voice came, and everyone turned to look at it, and changed into a light blue Mu Hanzhang curtain to come in.

"Jun Qing, how come you got up?" Jing Emei, tossing so late last night, thought he could sleep until noon, busy calling him to sit.

Mu Hanzhang did not quit, sitting in his position, just sitting down at that moment and slightly frowned.

"Why can't this person stay...what?" The right guard looked curiously at Mu Hanzhang and said half of it, but he was attracted by the redness on the neck.

"The dog jumped to the wall and lost more than it." Mu Hanzhang slowly rubbed the jade at the waist and brought the pros and cons together.

Nowadays, the reason why the southeast king is doing this is to see the southwestern crisis, the lips are cold and cold, and he is worried that the next one will be his own, and he wants to help the southwest king secretly. If the person is returned, it is to tell the southeast king that "the court already knows what you are doing", and in the end it will only force him to jump over the wall and simply rebel with the southwest king.

"There are only 100,000 troops in the army. The southeast is strong and strong. If we are in harmony with the southwest, we have no chance of winning." Jing Hao silently listened and slowly said, "How about escorting this person back to Beijing?"

"No," Mu Hanzhang vetoed the proposal. "Withdrawal from the southeast, what is needed is just an excuse. As for the evidence, this person can't prove anything. The southeast king will never admit it. Just take a fold to make it happen. I can tell the emperor as much as possible. He has to withdraw from the day and list the crimes."

From the southwest to the capital city, Sanqianli is a high road. During this period, what happens will not be expected. If the news leaks, the southeast king may rebel at any time, and when they are caught off guard, they will suffer big losses.

Looking at his face, Wang Hao's face gradually turned white, and Jing Hao was so distressed that he was so busy that he waved his hand to let the left and right guards take the person down and deal with it. He got up and took the man who was sitting on the chair and held it into his arms. Reaching out and touching the mellow place: "Is it still hurting?"

Mu Hanzhang suddenly blushes and pats his claws: "I don't get in the way."

"The next time you have to be stubborn, you will come directly to sit on the legs of the husband." Jing Hao is a serious man.

Mu Hanzhang gave him a look: "You converge in the daytime, and you came out of the military division last night, they will doubt it."

"I guess they have known it for a long time," he said, smashing it over and licking the white neck. "The teeth here are not covered."

"Ah?" Mu Hanzhang was busy reaching out and squatting. Pressing it carefully and pressing it there was a slight pain. This reminded me of the expression of the right guardian. I couldn’t help but blush and get up and walk. This person must have been unintentional, only to kiss in such an obvious place, now that the shame is lost, how can he raise his head in the military camp in the future?

"Hey, Junqing..." Seeing his own king, he was mad, and Jing Hao was busy chasing him up.

"Report ~" dare just out of the camp, is rushing into the rush to report the small soldiers, eager to believe that the soldiers are coming to the horse, Mu Hanzhang busy to hide, why not under the body, slow movement, look It was about to be hit by a horse. Jing Hao slammed into the galloping horse, got up and grabbed the collar of the letter, and smashed the frightened soldier.

But in this world, there are always people who love to be diligent, such as Wang Er, who sent the books, and watched the gentle and beautiful military divisions to be stepped on by the horseshoes. The ghosts made the gods reach out and hold the military division on the spot.

"Oh..." Mu Hanzhang was suddenly pulled back to the ground, and the action was too big. He immediately touched the wound and could not help but scream.

"Jun Qing!" Jing Hao put down the letter, heard his voice busy turning around to see, suddenly burst into gas, a punch will also press on the body of Mu Hanzhang fell to the ground, repeated and kicked Feet, "Mix things!"

Mu Hanzhang bit his lip and slowly sat up, reaching for his left shoulder, and the bright red blood flowed out along the white fingers, which was even dazzling.

"Jun Qing!" Jing Hao came back to the gods and rushed to take people into his arms, but when he saw the face in his arms pale, the sweat of the beans fell one by one, and he knew that the wound was tearing. Cracked, distressed, and he ran to the king's account.

The left and right guards who came to listen to the military newspaper are seeing this scene.

The right guards kicked the other side of the fallen king Wang: "Nothing is going on!" It was just that there was nothing wrong with it. The reason why Wang Ye went to kick the horse instead of pulling people was to be afraid of hitting the wound of the military division. This kid is good, and his skills are not good enough! Wang Er, he was recognized. He was following his guards, but he always had nothing to offer, and he was eager for quick success. He was thrown into the martial arts camp. Later, he was looked at by the military, and now he is still uneasy.

The left guards shook their heads and asked the soldiers: "What news."

"The army has broken the double pass!" Xin Bing replied.

"So fast!"

"General Hao broke the mouth of the tiger's tooth, and took the squadron to fight all the way. He broke the door outside the double gate and directly greeted the general of Zhao." The letter said that the news could not help but be excited.

The left guards turned and walked to the king's account. The news must tell Wang Ye as soon as possible.

Jing Hao can now refuse this, the wound tearing is only a lot more pain than the initial injury, watching the already scarred wound cracked again into a sly look, Jing Yu gas fell to the hand stool, let the guard You can kill Wang Er.

"No..." Mu Hanzhang reached out and pulled him.

The guards naturally obeyed the prince and immediately took the lead.

"I didn't take him for five horses!" Jing Hao loudly, the movements on his hand are very soft.

"Wang Ye, the army has already broken the double pass." The left guards came in and did not squint.

"I know, let the letter to inform Zhao Meng Hao, the big knife, and then go to Yuncheng to attack!" Jing Haotou did not lift.

"Yes!" Zuo Baojun led the death, "Wang Ye, when the army is pulling out."

Jing Hao immediately frowned, looking at the pale face of the bed, some hesitant, now the camp, the wound is longer and worse, just about to say that after a few days, the hand holding the cloth towel was suddenly held by the person on the bed Shaking and blocking his words.

"You must go to the order first, and come back later." Mu Hanzhang saw Jing Xin's mind, but this person is on the head, can not be against him, had to open the left guard to go out first.

"The grain and grass are here, how do you let the army attack the cloud city?" Mu Hanzhang's voice is a little weak.

"The grain they bring can last at least three days. Your injury is so heavy. We will take two days to go." Jing Hao took the Sapphire vial.

"How can you abandon the army for your own sake, you... ah..." Mu Hanzhang owed him to him, but he fell down again.

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