Queen, go for hegemony

Chapter 29 An Xiaolang's Electra Plot
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I watched the young general in white robe who was familiar with the top and the top, and was smashed off his horse by Feng Chaowen on the battlefield.
His Royal Highness was in a good mood after returning to the camp.

I blocked Tian Bingqing outside the handsome tent and slapped him: "Your Highness has a love for this young general in white robes?"

Tian Bingqing glared at me, looking like a rotten wood that cannot be carved, bypassed me and walked in with tea.

I couldn't figure it out, and I reflected on the fact that I have always followed His Royal Highness in everything recently, and I didn't go my own way to make fierce protests. I don't know where I provoked these two eccentric masters and servants, which led to me today. Neither yin nor yang.

Wu Ke led the warhorse and walked past the handsome tent without looking sideways, but I quickly grabbed the sleeves with my eyes and hands: "Where is the general going?"

He struggled to get rid of his sleeves from my hands: "Shabu Ma." He twisted his neck to the other side, stingy and refused to give me a second look.

I touched my face, actually I forgot to say, General Wu Ke is extremely handsome, he is a bit more feminine than the white-robed young general of Da Chen, and he is extremely powerful when marching. It really makes people sigh with emotion that good fortune is impermanent.

Last year, relying on Feng Chaowen's favoritism, I bullied him all the time, and my relationship with my colleagues was strained, which was actually an unwise thing.For example, when the boss hates you, it is easy to become a loner, and there is no one who complains that the boss is eccentric and difficult to serve.

Now I'm embarrassed to tell him, because I don't want to see the yin and yang of His Royal Highness, the master and the servant, and I don't want to enter the handsome account.

I smiled at the back of his head: "General Wu, I also want to join in the fun." Although he didn't see it, the courtesy was good.

Wu Ke silently led the war horse forward. I followed closely behind. I tried to talk a few times but failed to raise his interest, so I had to be mute.

There is a small river outside the camp. When Wu Ke went there, there were rows of war horses that had just come down from the battlefield. There were soldiers scattered in twos and threes in the distance. There were six or seven shirtless men working hard in the river. The rising water drops dripped down the honey-colored muscles, and I was stunned. Wu Ke sarcastically said, "Wipe your saliva."

...Actually, I think those shirtless young men look familiar.

With a broad mind that does not care about small evils, I ignored Wu Ke's malicious provocation, snatched the reins from him, and smiled slightly: "I will wash the horse for the general." The group of people wading to the water Walked in front of him.

When those people saw me, it was as if the air froze instantly, and they all tried their best to poke their horses with stern faces. One of them, a tall and thin young man, said strangely, "Oh, who did I think it was? General Wu, it's rare for a general to come here to wash his horse when he has time."

I thought that I didn’t read the almanac when I was out today. There were first servants of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and then there were these servants who washed horses, and their tone towards me was strangely tight.

Someone next to him whispered to persuade: "Su Ren, don't talk too much! Do you think this is Da Chen?"

The name exploded in my mind, as if something was about to come out, I forced a smile: "That... who is General Guangwu?"

The man named Su Ren sarcastically said, "An Xiaolang, the general of Guangwu of Dachen, why are you pretending to be stupid?" The contempt was obvious at a glance.

In an instant, I felt my blood flow backwards, thousands of horses galloped in my head, and countless thoughts rushed to me. My whole body felt as if I had fallen into a cave of ice. The strange eyes I received in the camp and the Daqi East Palace in the past all had an explanation.Looking around in a daze, soldiers in twos and threes wearing Qi army uniforms were standing not far from the shore and staring at these people working.

Seeing that they stopped, a soldier in the distance shouted with a whip: "Why don't you wash it quickly, why are you being lazy?"

Wu Ke took a few steps from a distance, his eyes filled with horror: "What did you tell her?" He grabbed my arm and said, "An Xiaolang, how are you? Why are you so pale? Like a ghost?"

Those few people looked at me in bewilderment. I thought it was better for me to justify myself and pointed to my head: "I'm a little confused here." A true warrior dares to face the bleak life and face his own confusion. .

Su Ren never showed the expression of admiration for the warriors, which made me very frustrated.Instead, he exclaimed: "Could it be that the battle in the Yellow River Valley broke his brain?" He pointed at Wu Ke and shouted, "It was you who smashed him with a hammer... What kind of good person would he pretend to be?"

I've never actually asked myself who was smashed by anyone.

The head was smashed by someone, either an enemy or a colleague.

Being smashed by the enemy shows that I am an incompetent, a defeated general, how can I spread it everywhere?

Being plotted against by my own people can only show that I am unpopular, and even my own people will slap me with a hammer.

As long as they weren't confused by Feng Chaowen's hammer, the others wouldn't be a big problem.

Today I feel how chaotic my world is.I inevitably had a nightmare at night. When I woke up, there was no one around me, the light in the tent was extremely dark, and the moonlight shone through a corner of the curtain, as if some long-standing memory was waking up. He took out a dagger from under the quilt on the couch, which seemed to be a habit, and stabbed it towards his thigh, only to hear a loud shout: "What are you doing?" Someone rushed over from the shadows.

I was shocked. The dagger had already been stabbed, and I only heard a scream. Instead, I was startled and woke up completely. I threw the dagger and jumped up to light the lamp. When the lamp came on, I found Feng Chaowen's palm. The heart has been penetrated by the dagger... I cover my face, unable to explain...

Really sleepy.

He glared at me angrily, "Are you trying to assassinate Ben Gong? Why don't you go get medicine and cotton cloth to wrap it up?"

I think that there was a person who was so furious and beat me up if he scolded me, but there was no feeling of fear in my memory.I silently took the cotton wool, pulled the dagger to wrap it up, looked up at Feng Chao Wen Ying's handsome features, and blurted out a sentence: "Your Highness, you look like my father when you are angry!"

His Royal Highness glared angrily, as if the knife I stabbed was not his hand, but his heart, or the bloody one.

...I really didn't mean to!
But what my father looked like, I really can't remember.

After a long while, he said, "You remembered everything?" He couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

I shook my head, straightened up and prepared to walk around him and go to sleep, but he grabbed my wrist: "What is that?" I looked down, and there were layers of blood on the thighs of the white trousers. That dagger was so sharp that it not only pierced through his palm, but also pierced a hole in my leg.

He was suddenly furious: "Don't you feel pain?"

I looked at him innocently, not understanding why he was so angry all of a sudden.

He became more and more annoyed, and pulled off his trousers. I exclaimed, he had already firmly grasped my arm, and then...I was shocked to find that there were still a few clear scars on the place where I was bleeding...

Feng Chaowen also stared blankly at the wound on my leg, then suddenly raised his head and took a deep look at me.

I can't say what was in that look, but I'm sure someone has looked at me like that before.

I pointed to his face, and a sentence came out: "Look at you, Your Highness, you are more and more like my father..."

His handsome face was completely black, and he took cotton wool and bandaged it heavily for me, but as time went on, his hands became lighter, but his face was still black and smelly.

I had to comfort him: "Actually, Your Highness, you must be much younger and more handsome than my father..."

He looked at me like he was going to kill!
But the next day I still climbed out of the handsome tent intact.Not easy.

I didn't know the truth in the past, but after a night of last night, my mind gradually became clearer. Although I didn't remember the full face of the past, it was not a pleasure to watch the country collapse and the family collapsed.Killing the enemy before the battle actually had nothing to do with me as a prisoner. Taking advantage of Feng Chaowen's expedition, I found the place where the prisoner was being held.

The guards had obviously seen me wandering around with Feng Chaowen, so they didn't stop me. When I walked in, a dozen young men were shouting loudly, betting whether it was Da Chen Sheng or Da Qi Sheng. Such high and intense emotions are not at all like a subjugated slave who is about to ruin his country and family. I feel very surprised.

How can anyone live in this world as shameless as I do, and only care about their own food and clothing?

Su Ren saw me first and immediately called out, "Zhao Yong, Zhao Yong, the treasonous monkey from your family is here."

I was immediately pulled over by a tall and strong young man, and I was held down and sat down next to him.

He looked me up and down carefully, and finally heaved a sigh of relief: "Finally I'm still alive, and I look good. I don't have any other major problems except that I am confused and don't recognize people."

My heart fell into reality. I was very nervous about treason and treason, but seeing them treat me like this, I feel that it is not a big problem to have no morals and no patriotism.

Being rejected by the same kind, it takes great courage to be a non-mainstream person. I am not that kind of brave person, and it is safer to be careful to live in the mainstream society.

Su Ren smiled and smiled viciously: "Zhao Yong, of course you can't see the serious illness of this monkey in your family, he is seriously ill now... He can climb down from Prince Qi's bed...hehe... …”

I blushed and kicked him fiercely. He screamed like a pig, and the people sitting there burst into laughter.

Zhao Yong also glared at him: "An Xiaolang was recuperating in Prince Qi's tent, that is Prince Qi's benevolence, don't think about it." Su Renwei smiled and took two steps back, Zhao Yong said again: " Even if An Xiaolang has any ideas, someone like Prince Qi will definitely not let Xiaolang get his wish... Even if he is ten times as handsome and handsome..."

I stared at Zhao Yong... Brother, are you from Daqi?
The people sitting in the tent slapped the table and thumped the stool for a while, smiling happily.

Probably because I stayed in the Fengchao Wen tent for too long, I didn't hear about the world, and I didn't even know that the country could die so happily.

My own shamelessness has no limit, and it’s fine if I don’t have the feelings of loyalty and patriotism. Why are there still a bunch of unscrupulous bastards here?

(End of this chapter)