Help!My goddess is sick

Chapter 84 A Jiu, Let's Join Hands

As we all know, Daliang has two second-generation ancestors, one is Kang Zurong, the grandson of Duke Ning, and the other is Shen Jincheng in southern Xinjiang.

Speaking of which, the former is a bit more powerful, after all, he is a legitimate grandson, and will be the head of Ningguo Duke's mansion in the future.

The latter is more subtle.

Shen Jincheng's mother is the elder sister of Princess Dingnan, and the elder sister of the same father and mother. The relationship between the two is extremely close. The elder sister married a general in southern Xinjiang, that is, Shen Jincheng's father, Shen Feng.

Later, Princess Dingnan married King Dingnan, and she also came to settle in southern Xinjiang. The two sisters reunited after a long absence, and wished they could stick together every day.

Even the relationship between Shen Feng and King Dingnan has improved. Shen Feng is really capable. King Dingnan appreciates him quite a lot, and he supported him more, and soon established a very high prestige in Southern Xinjiang.

The two enjoy themselves happily and often get together for a small gathering.

Shen Jincheng is only two years younger than Yan Zhihui, and the two grew up together, like brothers and sisters.

But I don't know if it's because Shen Feng was old enough to have a son, so he doted on Shen Jincheng, and later taught Shen Jincheng to be a dude.

If he doesn't think about making progress all day long, he just knows how to play with cats, dogs and crickets. He spends his days in restaurants or sleeps in brothels. When Yan Zhi returns to the battlefield to lead troops and make contributions, he becomes the best comparison. So it spread.

Even the Xie Cijiu in the far north has been heard.

Yan Zhihui was not surprised by this, he smiled shortly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "The purpose of poisoning me is also very simple. Once I die, all the dragons in southern Xinjiang will be completely leaderless, and the King of Nan will rebel, and the son will commit suicide in fear of crime. , the military power will be handed over as a matter of course, who will take over the southern border after that..."

Xie Cijiu's eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "Either they are dispatched from Beijing, or selected from southern Xinjiang, but in order to stabilize the morale of the army, most of them are selected from the soldiers in southern Xinjiang."

She and Yan Zhihui looked at each other, "So who do you think it is?"

Yan Zhihui sneered: "I don't guess, just wait and see."

"Maybe it's because I died too unjustly, so God gave me another chance to be born again, and let me avenge my parents and restore my innocence."

Xie Cijiu raised his eyebrows: "So King Dingnan never thought of rebellion?"

Yan Zhihui said firmly: "At least he never mentioned it to me, nor did he mention it to the concubine mother, unless he improvised it at the palace banquet, but do you think this is possible?"

Xie Cijiu shook his head silently: "I don't think it's possible, so I suspected from the very beginning that this is a bureau, targeting the northern border and southern border."

"I know, I heard everything you said to yourself." Yan Zhi laughed back.

Xie Cijiu: "..."

Which pot does not open which pot.

"Then what are you going to do next?" Xie Cijiu asked.

Yan Zhi spread his hands back: "I am a soul, and it is still quite inconvenient to cultivate a human form with great difficulty. Why don't we join hands?"

"Tell me." Xie Cijiu raised his chin at him.

"Now our goal is the same, we are to find out the truth about the palace banquet that day, and return my parents' innocence, and I can be sure that my father did not rebel, so the most likely one is the one above who directed and acted himself, then the problem comes -"

Yan Zhi leaned back, played with his hair, and said with a half-smile: "What's the use of knowing in our hearts? There is no evidence, no evidence, who would believe it? The executioner is an emperor, we have no power and power , how to contend with him?"

Xie Cijiu's face became gloomy, and his tone was as cold as ice, "Killing him can be regarded as the spirit in heaven to comfort your parents."

Yan Zhi nodded back: "That's fine, but you can't let him die casually, you have to expose his crimes and let everyone know that he deserves it."

Xie Cijiu was silent again.

It is easy to say, but it is really difficult to do it.

Evidence... Where can I find evidence?It is impossible for Zhu Zhen, the only one who knows the inside story, to stand up, so where should he start?
His thoughts were entangled like a mess, Xie Cijiu frowned, feeling a little irritable.

Seeing this, Yan Zhihui reached out and pressed her forehead, Xie Cijiu was startled, and looked up at him puzzled.

"Don't worry, at least you are not alone now. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will always be there. The worst result is that you and I go to hell together."

Xie Cijiu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled softly: "You are right, the big deal is death, anyway, there is nothing to worry about, death is death, nothing to be afraid of."

Yan Zhihui let go of his hand and raised his palm, "Then it's settled, we are allies now."

Xie Cijiu raised his eyebrows, reached out to give him a high five: "En."

As a result, as soon as she put her hand on it, a meaningful smile appeared on Yan Zhi's lips.

Before Xie Cijiu could react, Yan Zhihui suddenly opened his five fingers, and Xie Cijiu, who was close to him, was affected, and subconsciously separated his fingers slightly, and then...

A certain thick-skinned man directly squeezed his fingers in, interlocking his fingers firmly.

"Caught."

Yan Zhihui approached suddenly, staring at Xie Cijiu with a smile on his face.

Xie Cijiu took a suffocated breath, looked up at his own reflection in his eyes, and blushed suddenly.

"You're pushing an inch again." Xie Cijiu gritted his teeth.

Yan Zhihui took her hand and pressed it to his heart, and said in a low voice: "No, this is called following one's heart."

Xie Cijiu: "..."

What can I do if I can't say it?
There is a thin layer of soft cloth under the palm, which can't cover anything at all. The man's temperature is continuously transmitted through her palm, making her feel a little burnt.

But he doesn't look very strong, but the flesh on his body is very tight and powerful.

Xie Cijiu was thinking wildly.

Seeing her in a daze, Yan Zhi's eyes flickered slightly, and he moved closer, "Ajiu, since we are allies, do you want to give me some benefits?"

Xie Cijiu turned his head: "What?"

Yan Zhi opened her thin lips lightly, "For example...kiss me?"

Xie Cijiu: "..."

She squinted her eyes, withdrew her hand forcefully, covered Yan Zhihui's mouth, and said in a straight voice: "Get lost——"

"Tsk, it's so ruthless. You were so happy when you kissed me before."

Yan Zhi said in a low voice.

Xie Cijiu blushed: "Shut up, and I'll throw you out right now!"

She looked at the flower pot next to her, and Yan Zhihui also took a look, shrugged, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore, you are tired from the day, take a good rest."

As he said that, he got up and let go of Xie Cijiu's hand, turned over and wanted to get out of bed.

The extremely oppressive breath went away, Xie Cijiu heaved a sigh of relief, rolled over inside, pulled up the quilt and wanted to roll himself up, only showing the back of his head to Yan Zhihui.

However, there was no movement for a long while, Xie Cijiu was a little puzzled, she turned her head: "Why are you—uh!"

Yan Zhihui knelt down on one knee by the bed and looked at her at some point, the moment she turned around, he suddenly leaned over and kissed her.

　Yan Zhihui: Seize every opportunity to stick with your wife
　　
　
(End of this chapter)