Nine Phoenix Dynasty Phoenix Heavy Kwai Chapter

Chapter 1370 Immoral Love [8]

He didn't know if he was blushing, if Wuji could see it, what would he think?
Long Yang has always been cautious in front of him, not daring to reveal his thoughts, for fear that if Wuji finds out, he will never have such an opportunity in front of him again.

In many cases, Wuji is a kind of innocent person, especially when it comes to emotional matters.

When someone treats him well, he will be happy and return it, but he never thinks deeply about the reason for those kindness.

Some people want to get something from you, so they treat you well, while some people want his affection.

But most of Wuji's thoughts are on other things, and he doesn't think about these sensitive and subtle feelings.

He has the world in his heart, and the dream of competing in the world.

Long Yang knew that Wuji hoped that one day he could see his brother King Wei come to the mainland of Kyushu.

Wuji is so loyal to King Wei, but he doesn't get the trust of King Wei. This makes Longyang very angry, and he feels wronged by Wuji.

But he can't do anything by himself, he is not as talented and powerful as Wuji, he is just an ordinary person, he can only watch Wuji depressed and distressed day and night, and he can't do anything.

"My lord." One night Long Yang saw Wuji who was staying up late reading under the lamp, he squinted his eyes and made notes while reading.

Those are some military works. He has his own opinions. Every time he reads them, he will annotate a lot of things, and then write down a lot of his own experiences.

Long Yang knew that the things he wrote would be sent to King Wei.

The king of Wei didn't let him have the opportunity to go to the battlefield, so he used other methods to spread his ideas to influence those young generals and the world, hoping that they could understand and make Wei country strong.

Wuji had good intentions, but King Wei didn't respond to those things.

Many times, Long Yang felt that he was going to be exhausted.

Under the light, he was so focused, the candlelight cast flickering light on his face, casting a blue-gray shadow under his eyes.

I always work hard to make my body so thin.

"My lord." Wuji didn't hear his voice, so Long Yang had to call out again.

This time, Wuji raised his head, still holding the pen in his hand, "What's wrong?"

"Can I help Sir?" Long Yang asked, he couldn't bear to continue to look at him like that, "I want to do something for Sir, no matter what it is, as long as Sir orders."

"You don't need to do anything." Wuji said softly, "You can do whatever you want."

"My lord's kindness to me, I will never forget it, but I have nothing, and I can't share my worries for you, I..."

"Silly boy." Wuji looked at him with eyes full of love and affection, as if a ray of light shone into Long Yang's heart instantly.

He couldn't help trembling all over, as if something was about to pop out of his chest.

What can he repay him?

Long Yang trembled and thought, and suddenly blurted out: "Perhaps, I can serve the Lord."

Wuji had already lowered his head to re-comment, but he looked up at him as if he didn't believe what he said.

That shocked and confused expression made Long Yang feel even more nervous.

But the words have been spoken.

All the words accumulated in his heart have been clearly spoken, and he doesn't have to try hard to hide them.

(End of this chapter)