Harem: Luo Chen's Resentment

Li Yuanxiao knew that there were people following him from behind, so she purposely walked slower and slower. He liked to tease and play with Luo Ning as the corners of her mouth slanted upwards.

"Peng," Luo Ning reacted extremely quickly and dodged, with his eyes wide open, he looked straight at Li Yuanxiao, and stood still in a sorry state.

Luo Ning, I did not do it on purpose. How are you? Li Yuanxiao pretended to be afraid, and even patted his chest. His mouth was filled with concerned words, but his eyes were actually full of evil laughter. He was deliberately making a move.

"You don't believe what Hai Huali said," Luo Ning didn't care about what he said and directly said.

As Li Yuanxiao was being stared by the eagle-like eyes, her heart trembled. When did this foolish child become so powerful? A silly smile appeared on her face as she caressed the sword in her hand and said, "What don't you believe? I don't know what you're talking about. Quickly go back and rest. There's probably going to be a fierce battle tomorrow." He was trying her best to fool the person in front of him.

Luo Ning took a step forward, and stood straight in front of Li Yuanxiao, his tightly closed lips opened his mouth once again, "You don't trust Hai Huali."

Li Yuanxiao wanted to retreat helplessly, but Luo Ning forced him to do so step by step. Li Yuanxiao looked at Luo Ning and felt regret in her heart, why did he have to provoke this madman? Li Yuanxiao raised her head to look at the man who was half a head taller than him, his eyes full of fierceness and not giving up until he had achieved his goal. Li Yuanxiao knew that if she did not give this promise tonight, he would not let him go. She looked at Luo Ning and asked him to follow his.

Luo Ning followed Li Yuanxiao into the tent. The furnishings inside were simple, there was a makeshift bed, an old and broken table, and a cloth map.

Li Yuanxiao looked at Luo Ning with wide eyes, poured him a cup of tea, laid down on the chair with half closed eyes and said: "There's nothing good here, if you want, then look for your Queen Sis."

Hearing this, Luo Ning felt uncomfortable. Her sister was not happy in the palace, and she felt very sad.

Li Yuanxiao realized the loneliness in Luo Ning's eyes and hurriedly shut her mouth, "I do not believe in Hai Huali," One of Li Yuanxiao's words pulled Luo Ning out of his sorrow. Luo Ning stared at him tightly, signalling him to continue.

"Cough, cough cough" Li Yuanxiao saw Luo Ning's quick change in expression and choked on his saliva. How could he feel that Luo Ning was a profound person, "What do I believe them for? I'm here to fight," Li Yuanxiao said as she suddenly stopped and stared at Luo Ning with his deep eyes, "Don't get involved with them, be at ease."

Luo Ning secretly nodded his head. However, he was still curious about Li Yuanxiao's method of offending him today, and was prepared to ask.

"Get out, get out, this general is tired, we still have to be careful of Tutsi's sneak attack tomorrow," Li Yuanxiao said half a sentence as she pushed Luo Ning out of the tent.

After Li Yuanxiao heard that the commotion outside had disappeared, she stood outside by herself and looked at the numerous tents in the sky, which were shining brightly with the moonlight. Sighing helplessly, the war was about to begin again. A smile suddenly appeared on his face as she thought of something.

The enemy that Li Yuanxiao had forgotten about, the Second Prince of Tutsi, was currently throwing a tantrum in the army camp, "You guys, I said to attack faster, but you guys just wouldn't listen. Now that their army is here, we won't be able to beat them."

Warrick stared helplessly at his fuming grandson. If he wasn't related by blood to this man, he really wouldn't have bothered with him. A good-for-nothing who didn't know anything, but this way, after he ascended the throne, it would be convenient for him to control. In this way, he would become the king of Tutsi.

"Prince, please calm down. The war has just begun and the victor has to be decided."

"Grandfather, this prince will send troops to your side tomorrow, you go attack Baiyuguan," Second Prince Wenren Yueze said angrily. He could not let that bastard see him as a joke. He wanted to prove it to that person, but he was also afraid of going to the battlefield, so he could only let Warrick go.

Warrick looked at the furious Wenren Yueze. What an idiot. The people of the imperial government would definitely be on guard against their sneak attack tomorrow. How could they attack? Did they want to wipe out all of their enemies? He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and said again, "Yueze, he doesn't have any soldiers or horses, he's just a supervisor. You are the direct son of the empress, so of course you will inherit the throne, and your grandfather will definitely help you! "

When Wenren Yueze heard this, more than half of the anger in his heart disappeared. He was not in a hurry to attack Baiyuguan and give his entire army to his grandfather. He ordered people to invite the dancers over and bring them fine wine. Not long later, the tent was filled with songs and dances, giving off a very natural and unrestrained feeling.

In a secluded tent, upon hearing the singing and dancing, an angry voice suddenly rang out, "Master, this servant doesn't even understand. The Second Prince is obviously a scarecrow, why would the King give his soldiers and horses to him?"

The person who was immersed in looking at the map raised his head. The man looked to be about twenty-three or twenty-four, and he had a different hairstyle than that of the imperial court. His long black hair was braided and scattered behind his head. He had wheat colored skin, sharp contours, and a tall and rugged body. He was not handsome, and there was a red mark on his nose, which made him look rather frightening. It was just that those slanted, straight, sword-like eyebrows of his had a long, slender, sharp, and black pupils that were especially attractive. They exuded a domineering, domineering aura, as if it was natural for a man to be like this.

The First Prince, Wenren Wu-Shuang, swept a glance at the man and immediately silenced him. He touched the mark on his nose. It was made by his second brother when he was five years old. He did not expect that this scar would follow him for a lifetime. A faint sneer appeared on his face.

Although his father was the one who gave the order for this expedition, he knew that his father's health was poor and would not rashly send out troops. Wenren Chuchu clenched her fists tightly. Warrick was controlling the army of the Tutsi, and they forced her mother to die, forced the royal father to marry that woman, and broke up their happy family. Everyone in the Warrick family deserved to die!

The man who had spoken earlier, upon seeing the gloomy face of his master, knew that his master was once again reminded of the past. He couldn't help but feel regret. Why did he mention these things again? His master was already not an easy person to deal with. Ever since he was young, the king had ignored his master, causing him to be completely disdained in the palace. He even had to tolerate being a thief and taking her as his disciple.

"You are dismissed," Wenren Chuchu ordered coldly. He then closed his eyes in exhaustion.

When the guard walked out, his tightly shut eyes opened, emitting a ghostly light in the dark night, and his black pupils flowed with light. The Marshal that the Imperial Court sent this time was Hai Jie, and could be considered to be an old acquaintance. However, he heard that the Empress's brother had also come this time. If he could find this person, would things go more smoothly?