It was the afternoon of early winter. The light in the forest was like the evening, and the sound of horses' hoofs was shallow and trampling on the ground.

Shangguan Yuchen and Gongyi Wuying talked and laughed while riding and shooting, just like playing in the forest.

A wild fox flew through the forest and suddenly made two "whoosh" and "whoosh". The wild fox suddenly rushed forward and fell down, and two sharp arrows shot into its two legs almost at the same time.

Gongyi has no shadow and glances at the people around him.

The latter shrugged slightly, smiled at her and pulled the reins.

Seeing that the forest was getting darker and darker, Gongyi shadowless withdrew his bow and said, "it's not early. We should go back."

"Yes."

As soon as they turned, suddenly, a sharp whistle cut through the silence and continued in the forest

Gongyi shadowless immediately reined in the horse, Ninggu magic whistle? How could there be such an urgent call of magic whistle here?

Suddenly, she thought that there was a magic whistle in her father's hand. She turned her horse's head and ran away. Shangguan Yuchen couldn't think much at this time and accelerated his horse to follow her.

The figure of the bodyguard is surrounded by a circle. King Cheng seems to be standing in front of him thoughtfully, staring at several figures coming here at the same time. Gong Yi shadowless and Yan Wuzheng arrive almost at the same time, Shangguan Yuchen follows, and Ling Yue Falls last.

All the guards knelt down on one knee and saluted: "king of war."

The wind in the four fields was calm, and Gongyi had no shadow. He glanced around and didn't smell any abnormal breath. Although he felt strange, he was relieved and said to his relatives, "get up."

Then she got off her horse and came to Emperor Jing Cheng. She asked with concern, "father, what can I do for you?"

Emperor Jing Cheng shook his head lightly, but didn't say much to her. He just announced to a group of close guards: "today, I have a hunting competition with Zhanwang paddock. At this time, it's over. Count the prey and celebrate."

The guards took orders and left.

Looking at the solemn king chengdi, Gongyi has no shadow, and his strange feeling is deeper and deeper.

……

……

By the time the prey was counted, it was dark and King Cheng ordered a celebration party.

The silver moonlight spread all over, and the little stars set off the campfire on the ground. The pleasant atmosphere enveloped the forest outside the paddock.

The emperor's Pro guards and the pro guards of King Zhan's residence sat around in a circle. Gongyi shadowless sat next to King Cheng emperor, while Ling yueleng night sat around with several other pro guards on the side of King Cheng emperor and Gongyi shadowless.

Shangguan Yuchen doesn't like the excitement. He just wants to sit with Gongyi shadowless, but he has no choice but to have a great identity difference at the moment.

Seeing a bamboo nearby, he went over and bent down a bamboo and sat on it. From this perspective, he could watch the shadow's every move from a distance.

When a gust of wind blew, the branches swayed and rustled. Looking around, the bright campfire was blooming in the slightly cold winter night.

Suddenly she lifted her lips and burst into a brilliant smile, and he couldn't help recalling the corners of his lips.

Yan Wuzheng was sitting with Ling Yue. He inadvertently saw his expression and gave birth to a trace of interest, so he got up and walked to him and sat down.

Shangguan Yuchen still stared at Gongyi without a shadow, but casually asked, "what's the matter with Lord Yan?"

Yan Wuzheng glanced at him. He was about to open his mouth and lift his eyelashes, but he saw king chengdi standing up from the ground not far away, so he took back his words.

The scene suddenly quieted down, and everyone's eyes immediately focused on emperor Jing Cheng.

Listen to the voice slowly: "the war king wears armor for Liu Lan when he is young. He guards Liu Lan in the fishy wind, blood and rain. He is our silver faced God of war and Liu Lan's pride..."

Emperor Jing Cheng sighed, with some guilt in his tone: "but over the years, I haven't taken good care of our war king. I'm ashamed."

To the eyes that fell on him and were full of compassion, Gongyi had no shadow, and his heart was sour because he had not been filial to his father and Emperor.

The voice paused slightly, and then became more heavy: "however, I will make up for our war king and fulfill my father's responsibility in the future."

Emperor Jing Cheng, holding a wine cup, glanced at the guards and raised his voice: "the king of war is not young now. It's time to set up a princess to serve him. I should make arrangements quickly and choose a day to choose a princess for the king of war!"

Speaking of the last half of the sentence, his voice was particularly loud.

Gongyi shadowless was also moved. In the last paragraph of emperor Jing chengdi's words, when he heard this, he was like being struck by thunder, and he was so stunned that he couldn't return to God.

Sitting on the bamboo, Shangguan Yuchen and Yan Wuzheng listened silently. Suddenly, their center of gravity was unstable and they almost sat on the ground. Fortunately, they were good at their skills. When they almost fell and sat down, they stood up again.

Cold night's hand holding the wine glass froze.

Ling Yue's eyes were stunned, and she looked a little confused.

As everyone knows, when saying this, Emperor Jing Cheng paid attention to the reaction of Yan Wuzheng and Shangguan Yuchen intentionally or unintentionally. When he saw that they seemed so surprised that they almost sat on the ground. His eyes were deeper, and he raised his voice and said again: "King Zhan is the pillar of my willow blue, and he also paid a lot for willow blue. Zhu Qing is here to toast King Zhan to congratulate him on his great joy of getting married."

A pro guard took the lead in getting up and raised his glass: "congratulations to your Highness the king of war. I wish your Highness the king of war early to find the princess of war!"

Other pro guards attached cups one after another: "congratulations to your Highness the king of war. I wish your Highness the king of war early to find the princess of war!"

Gongyi was in a frenzy in the shadowless wind and his lips trembled. He really didn't know what word to use to describe his mood at the moment, but he had to get up and raise a glass in return: "Zhu Qing, have fun today."

"Thousand years for the king of war, thousand years for the princess of war!"

"Thousand years for the king of war, thousand years for the princess of war!"

The excited voice resounded through the four fields. Shangguan Yuchen pulled straight from the corners of his mouth. Finally, he couldn't help but lower his voice and asked Yan Wuzheng around him: "doesn't the emperor know that the war king is a woman?"

"It's not just that the emperor doesn't know, the whole Liulan doesn't know. If he knows, it's estimated that only the people in Ninggu." Yan Wuzheng whispered.

If Liu Lan and others didn't know she was a woman, Shangguan Yuchen didn't feel surprised. After all, the world's silver faced Prince Yi Wuying was a world-famous iron man. Even if he had fought with him several times, how did he ever think that the young war king who always wore a silver face would be a girl, whether in negotiation or war? But even her father didn't know her female identity, which was really shocking.

Yan Wuzheng has some doubts. Why did his father suddenly think of giving it to Princess Zhan? When I think of today's hunting, my father went in the direction of

When he understood, he turned to Shangguan Yuchen and said, "I understand your behavior very well, really understand it."

Without a clue, Shangguan Yuchen was inexplicable.

"But I'm worried about your future." Yan Wuzheng patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "take care of yourself, brother Chen bodyguard." then he bent down the bamboo again and sat on it.

Shangguan Yuchen is confused. What does Yan Wuzheng mean? Just seeing him sit down, I sat down on the bamboo. I wanted to ask him what he meant, but I heard Gong Yi's shadowless voice not far away

"I thank my father for his care. My son will certainly choose a war princess who can carry on the family line for my father."

As soon as the voice fell, "Dong" sounded, the two who had just sat down were unstable again. This time, they simply sat on the ground and couldn't get up. They stared at the front inconceivably.

meanwhile.

"Poof --!"

The wine that had just entered the cold night gushed out.

"Cough... Cough..."

Ling Yue choked in her throat and coughed.

Emperor Jing Cheng was even more puzzled. He looked at the angry public instrument kneeling on the ground. He was angry and anxious, and could inherit the princess Zhan? What's that called?

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