There is a powerful minister Bai Yueguang in my heart

Chapter 357
This torrential rain, which had been brewing for half a day and finally poured down at dusk, finally stopped and calmed down when night fell.

The two armies hang up the sign of exemption from battle, retreat to their respective barracks, and choose another day to fight again after resting.
Only after the two armies fought and fought, the battlefield filled with flames of war, devastated, and the night was cold and lonely,

Half covered by the dark clouds, a crimson waning moon hangs, which seems to be stained by the blood of the soldiers and horses who died in the battle today.

In the camp where the Dachao was stationed, the torches reflected the dim light of the flames, and the soldiers standing guard with spears in their hands stood straight,
Around the camp, especially around the emperor, the patrolling tent soldiers walked back and forth.

Xuanyuan Ying had a handsome face, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were closed, and he was sitting on the seat with his black dragon-patterned undershirt half uncovered,

The broad back and strong arms are all covered with horrific wounds, all of which are extremely shocking,
"Your Majesty, these wounds of yours are not shallow."

Qin Ze was dealing with these injuries, and the basin of clear water brought in beside him was already stained with blood, and he carefully sprinkled it with the golden medicine,

Tsk tut in my heart and shake my head, if my little sister sees these wounds on the emperor's body, she might be so distressed,

"Stop making sarcastic remarks."

Situ Chengyun frowned and spoke, the doubts in his heart were getting bigger and bigger. As far as he knew, Lin Ci didn't know martial arts, why today...

Qin Ze wanted to say a few words back, so he glanced at Situ Chengyun's blood-oozing wound from the corner of his eye, and saw that it was wound and bandaged casually.

Samsam shut his mouth, he has never seen Situ in such a mess like today, it seems that these Gu people are indeed difficult to deal with,
But then again, the Jinchuang medicine made by my little sister is really much easier to use than the previous ones.

"Your Majesty, those Gu people seem to be under the control of Lin Ci. Lin Ci's target is you. On the day of another battle, Ji Xiao and the others will be by your side to protect..."

Qin Ze healed his injury quickly, Xuanyuan Ying pulled up his half-opened underwear and got up, Situ Chengyun expressed his plan,
"No need."

Xuanyuan Ying's thin lips spat lightly, under the pitch-black phoenix eyes, his expression was cold, and he motioned for Qin Ze to treat Situ Chengyun's injury,
"There is already an emperor and shadow by Gu's side, so Ji Xiao and others can just follow you."

Situ Chengyun wanted to say something more, but Xuanyuan Ying's eyes had shifted elsewhere, the cloth strips tied to the wound were untied,

Affecting the wound, I was used to being injured, and now the veins on my forehead jumped violently in shock from the pain.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Situ, you have scars all over your body, what girl wouldn't be scared to death by you after seeing it?"

Qin Ze shook his head again and again, lamenting both real and fake, his skillful movements never stopped, thinking that the same was true for his elder brother,

The corner of his mouth twitched. If he hadn't been weak, he would have been forced by his father to become a general.

"Heh, as long as you have thin skin and tender flesh, you are an imposing eight-foot man, and your scars are nothing."

Situ Chengyun is not a playful person, but he is not as taciturn as Qin Zhan. It is Qin Ze who owes it to him.

At the moment, the wound was still aching, so I couldn't help but replied, as soon as I finished speaking,
Suddenly, his face changed, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. He turned his head to look at Qin Ze behind him, and met Qin Ze's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Don't be too grateful to me."

Qin Ze threw away a piece of his shirt that was stained with scarlet blood. The sickly beauty's face was full of sympathy, but what he said was extremely unbearable.
The pain in the wound was too clear, Situ Chengyun gritted his teeth, and seeing Xuanyuan Ying who was a few steps away looked towards the side,
Swallowing back the "rolling calf" that reached his mouth, he vomited to death. For a taciturn and serious person like Qin Zhan,
How can there be such a sloppy twin brother Qin Ze, who is gentle and elegant on the surface, but actually has a dark heart on the inside.

"Qin Ze."

Xuanyuan Ying stood by the table a few steps away, his eyes fell on the palm of his hand, and what lay in the palm was the Jiuqu Linglong Pagoda,

The body of the pagoda has been restored to its original shape, and on the table is Qin Ze's rice paper, which was described in detail when Situ Chengyun shook the pagoda last night.

The twisted shape of the Linglong Tower, I am afraid that such a unique shape, the sound of the shaking bells,

It is only useful to Gu people, and after several experiments, it has been proved that it is indeed as they thought,
It is conceivable how dark Qin Ze's face was at that time. That ancestor was really... interesting!

"The minister is here."

Qin Ze responded subconsciously, following the voice, what he saw was Xuanyuan Ying holding the Linglong Pagoda, asking questions,
With a clear heart, a pale, sickly and beautiful face, the corners of the lips slowly raised upwards, and a secretive smile, gave a satisfactory answer,

"If you go back to the emperor, I have already thought of a way."

**
The next day, the sky was bright, the sky was blue and cloudless, although it was early autumn,
There are still a lot of flowers blooming in the imperial garden of the imperial palace. The colorful flowers are fragrant and fragrant, attracting butterflies to fly around.
"Yeeeeeeeeeeee~!"

Xiao Qinghuan pouted her buttocks, half lying down and half sitting, with her soft little hand, she grabbed the edge of the small pear flower wood bed with one hand,
A little finger points to the butterflies flying around the flowers, on the pink face, the clear eyes are shining,

A small body leaned forward vigorously, and the Nunuuo little milk voice didn't stop, jumping up and down with excitement,

Qin Yao was sure that if it wasn't for the little guy who hadn't learned how to walk yet, he would definitely have moved his short legs to catch the butterflies.
Look at my son again,

Seeing that little Mo'er was much more reserved, although she was half-committed, she just stared at her and didn't talk excitedly like a royal sister,

"Wood~"

Xiao Mo'er soon felt that the queen mother was looking at her, and turned her little head around, her soft face was shining brightly,

The little finger pointed to the position where the butterfly was flying, and motioned to the queen mother to watch, she was sensible and gratifying.

"Little brother, little sister, those are butterflies, you have to grow up quickly, and when you can leave by yourself, brother Huang will take you to play with butterflies."

Changsheng asked the palace servants to bring a small bench, and sat next to the small pear flower wood bed, talking to Mo'er for a while,

Talking to Qing Huan again after a while, the two little fellows pricked up their ears and listened attentively, with relish, as if they could understand.
From time to time, she would nod her head in a serious manner, and the little Naiyin Nuonuo looked at Changsheng and deserved to be happy.

Xuanyuan Changsheng is very sweet in his heart. He is a competent emperor uncle. When the little nephew and niece grow up, they will definitely kiss him.
Of course, he didn't forget to tell his sister-in-law about the interesting stories about being classmates with his master in the Imperial College, so as to make her happy.

Qin Yao understood Changsheng's intentions in doing this. He pursed his red lips lightly, and smiled softly, which was very pleasant to hear.

Stretched out his magic claws and pinched Changsheng's white and tender Baozi's face, little Baozi, it didn't hurt in vain.

"Wood~"

Qin Yao squeezed Changsheng's face, Xiao Mo'er looked at it for a while, her soft and deceitful face came over, and she wanted to pinch her mother,

Qin Yao couldn't help laughing, and satisfied the little guy's invitation to pet. Little Mo'er smiled as she got her wish, and her little head didn't forget to rub her mother's palm, acting softly like a baby.

(End of this chapter)