That's right, Zheng Quchi just wanted to tell him that she didn't discriminate against people like him... who had different sexual orientations, so he could treat her as a sister.
I just asked him not to look at her with that hostile and angry look in the future.
Zheng Quchi thought that he would be very moved by his understanding of him and his agreement with him so much, and would gain his favorability +100. From then on, he would become a pair of allies who shared each other's most important secrets.
But who would have thought that Wang Zebang's face darkened instantly, and his eyes became more alert and hostile than ever before.
He was so angry that he itched his teeth and said, "Sang Xuanqing, don't even think about it!"
She was startled by his sudden change of expression.
"I...what happened to me?"
Zheng Quchi was confused and cried out that he was wronged. Could it be that she had misunderstood? What he wanted was not support and approval, but wanted others to advise him to stop at the brink?
But even if she misunderstood what he meant, what does this have to do with her endless thoughts?
Wang Zebang saw that she still looked "hypocritical and innocent", and said with a sharp expression: "In short, you'd better always remember your identity and keep a good distance between you and the general, otherwise... don't blame me for being rude to you!"
General... weren't they just discussing their views on the cut sleeves? Why did he get involved with Yu Wensheng...
Zheng Quchi's expression froze, her eyes widened, as if she suddenly discovered some fatal secret, and she quickly zipped her mouth shut.
Damn it, please.
It turns out that the object of Adjutant Wang's longing is actually General Yuwen? !
How brave he is.
She had a bad impression of that murderous bully every time she saw him, and she almost wished she could stay away from him. He was better off, because he was planning to "welcome men."
"Zebang, as soon as you bring the people here, hurry to the main army tent. The general is still waiting."
Wei Yao waited for a long time and saw no one, so he trotted over to see the situation. He saw "Sang Xuanqing" bowing his head to listen to the instructions, while Wang Zebang looked furious.
"What's going on here?"
"Remember!" Wang Zebang finished his words, turned around and left angrily, leaving the person directly to Wei Yao.
"You will bring the man to the general."
"Hey, what's the matter?" Wei Yao couldn't stop shouting, so he could only look at "Sang Xuanqing" helplessly, and said softly: "You are capable, he usually can't beat a fart with eight sticks, now You will actually make a scene if you are so angry."
Why did Zheng Quchi feel so strange when he heard this?
When he scolded her, it was not his fault, but her fault for being angry?
She finally determined that there was no normal person who could hang out with Yu Wensheng. Anyone who could be normal would not be able to keep up with his twisted maze of brain circuits.
This person had a gossipy face at first glance. In order not to let the news of Wang Zebang's broken sleeve slip out with his mouth, and then be chased by him with a grudge afterwards, she decided to talk less.
Seeing that she remained silent, Wei Yao looked at her sideways.
Seeing that she was already short, and now she was burying her head toward her chest, he almost went to the ground to catch her.
Snapped!
"As a man, you should hold your head high and chest out. You are so hunched over, do you still want to grow taller?"
Zheng Quchi made a move and rubbed his back that was hurt by the pain: "Think about it."
This hit a sore point in her mind. Who wants to be a dwarf?
"Then straighten your chest. If your back is bent for a long time, you will forget how to stand upright and you will always be inferior." Wei Yao said with a smile.
When Zheng Quchi heard it, he felt that it made sense.
That's right, she didn't steal anything, so why did she keep shrinking back as if she was shady?
She no longer hunched over her breasts and lowered her head, but raised her chest and stood up straight: "Now, can you look taller?"
Wei Yao smiled and patted her on the shoulder: "You want to grow taller so much, then you have to exercise more in the future, otherwise you will be so skinny all the time, I'm afraid my mother-in-law will not be able to please her."
In their local dialect, the wife is called mother-in-law.
"I'm just sixteen this year. If I work hard for a few more years, I should be able to get a little taller. Look at you, Master Jun. How do you usually exercise?" She raised her head and envied his tall figure.
Wei Yao smiled and rubbed her little head: "You are so secretive that you want to steal Master Jun's secret of my growth?"
"This is not called stealing, this is called asking for advice. Brother, please teach me. If it really works, I will give you a confession." Zheng Quchi grinned and said with a grin.
The two of them were both outgoing and social, and soon they began to call each other brothers. The main reason was that one wanted to get close to her, and the other had been curious about her for a long time, so they hit it off right away.
He couldn't tell that she was hiding a needle in her cotton wool and deliberately burying him. Wei Yao said: "There's no need to offer sacrifices. Your brother Wei, I'm not dead yet. If you want to grow taller, you have to practice soft bone skills. When you have a chance, you, brother Wei, will teach you." How many hands do you have, I guarantee you will have more within a year."
"Soft Bone Kung Fu, is it martial arts?" At this age, her muscles and bones have grown, so she may not be able to practice martial arts.
"Practice martial arts? You're late. Bone Softening Kung Fu cannot be considered martial arts, it can only be considered a skill..."
Seeing the main military tent, Wei Yao stopped explaining to her. He just kindly reminded her before letting her in: "The general is not in a good mood right now, so you'd better pay more attention to what you say."
When Zheng Quchi heard this, his face turned green.
What does he do when he sees her in a bad mood? Being a punching bag to relieve your anger?
She admitted that she was timid: "It's better to wait until the general is in a better mood before I come again."
She turned around to leave, but Wei Yao easily grabbed her by the collar, turned around forcefully, and was pushed in.
He looked at her dazed little face and warned with a smile: "Brother Sang, you must make the general happy, otherwise I may never see you again."
Zheng Quchi was stunned.
It's not enough for her to be a punching bag, is he planning to sacrifice her to Yu Wensheng to add to the fun?
When the opened curtain slowly closed in front of her eyes, the light in her field of vision dimmed instantly. The coolness behind her came in vain, and a faint and smiling voice sounded: "Sang Xuanqing."
She turned her head and saw Yu Wensheng sitting high above, and a long aisle was paved with cushions.
He smiled. Mo Ye once cursed him for acting like a sick lunatic when killing people, and maybe that was true.
In the reflection of her pupils, under his mask, you can vaguely see the thin outline, extremely black hair, scarlet pupils, and long neck that are increasingly made extremely pale, and the light cuts through his shirt. above, like a drug addict living on blood in a dark castle.
"Sang Xuanqing has met the general."
She didn't dare to look at him again and quickly bowed her hands.
In fact, Ye State has a set of rules for addressing and saluting. Unfortunately, as an outsider, she didn't know it at all. She could only follow the rules of saluting in the costume dramas she had watched.
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"You are the first person to meet me and be able to stiffen your knees without kneeling~"
As soon as she heard this, her knees instantly became weak.
She thought, why not kneel down for him and treat it as kowtowing to her elders during the New Year? Otherwise, if he gave her small shoes to wear, it would be too much for a little person like her with no money or power.
But before she could kneel down, Yu Wensheng spoke again: "Sang Xuanqing, which country are you from?"
Zheng Quchi's expression changed.
There was a lump in my throat, and I couldn't say a word for a while.
"Why, you can't say it? You even opened the Jiulong Machine Box, so you won't say that this is just a coincidence."
Mo Ye mentioned this Jiulong Machine Box to her that he had stolen it in order to complete the deal with "Sang Xuanqing", but in the end, Yu Wensheng, who was behind the scenes, was tricked, and this thing fell into his hands. .
But all this seemed to have been predestined, and in the end the "trouble" came back to her, and she was asked to open it when she was ignorant.
She wants to say that she is a pure and good citizen, can he believe it?
Regardless of whether he believed it or not, he couldn't admit that he was actually a teenager.
Just when Zheng Quchi decided to resist the strictness, he felt the curtain behind him being lifted, and a large beam of light came in. A cold light flashed in the tent, and then a black shadow rushed into the tent.
"Yu Wensheng!" He ignored Zheng Quchi at the door and jumped high, preparing to assassinate Yu Wensheng.
However, an extremely nauseating and bloody scene appeared in front of her the next moment.
Without any bells and whistles or any superfluous gestures, Yu Wensheng stood up and struck the assassin with just one strike in the middle. The assassin was split in half.
Suppression with absolute force is also an absolutely terrifying counterattack.
Snap! The two equal parts were immersed in a pool of splattered blood, and the internal organs were spilled all over the floor.
Zheng Quchi only glanced at it, turned his head and retched.
But Yu Wen Sheng was very happy. After killing someone, a certain valve of his depression was opened. Due to the excessive energy and blood, Bo Yao's eyes turned pink as if they were stained with spring. The corners of his mouth opened and his voice trembled with excitement: " Look at these assassins, they always overestimate their capabilities, why does he think he can successfully reach the main tent of the camp?"
He walked up to her, his clothes brushed against the darkness, and his sword was dripping with blood: "What about you?"
Zheng Quchi knew this would happen. Every time she met Yu Wensheng, he was either killing someone or on the way to kill someone.
Now, is he trying to scare the monkeys?
"I-I'm Seozuo!"
She immediately knelt down and confessed outright.
Yu Wensheng looked down at her head, as if he had known and confirmed this statement for a long time. He smiled slightly and said, "Oh~ Which country is that from?"
Zheng Quchi did not hesitate: "He is from Ye State."
Yu Wensheng: "..."
His pupils were suddenly deep and unfathomable, like undercurrents in the deep sea.
Zheng Quchi felt a chill in her hair. She didn't even need to raise her head to know that he was looking at her, like a dangerous creature eyeing its prey.
She felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, her little black face was covered with sweat, and it was very hard to hold back the vomiting: "Seriously, Mo Ye from the Julu Kingdom once wanted to instigate rebellion against me."
She is not stupid, and getting to know Mo Ye is always a time bomb. If Mo Ye takes advantage of her, she might as well blow herself up from the beginning.
Integrity is always a must-kill skill. Even if Mo Ye talks nonsense in front of Yu Wensheng, she still has nothing to fear.
As for the relationship between the Mo family and "Sang Xuanqing", she was not sure yet, so she chose not to mention it.
"I was afraid of death, so I agreed to work as an internal agent for them, but then I figured it out. I couldn't be a traitor or betray the general, so I decided to draw a clear line with them and work hard to build our Ye country, but I didn't want to do that. The people of Julu Country were so despicable that they actually set fire to my home in order to retaliate against me.”
The psychological journey she described was quite consistent with the various contradictions and strangeness in her behavior along the way. However, Yu Wensheng was not so easily convinced. He asked her again: "Then how did you figure it out?"
Zheng Quchi didn't lie. She whispered: "I just feel that General Yuwen's majestic appearance is really shocking."
Although Mo Ye is savage and ferocious, she is more afraid of perverts who don't follow the routine.
Garfield once said, "If you can't defeat your enemies, then join them." She thinks that she is not even as thick-skinned as the assassin just now, so she will never be able to kill Yu Wen Sheng, the big devil. of.
"You're so afraid of death and you still want to treat it as a trick?" He smiled in a scary way.
"No, I didn't take it seriously, so I abandoned the secret and turned to the light."
But as soon as she finished speaking, his sword slid from her cheek to her neck, and a chill crawled up her back: "How do you know I'm not that dark one?"
Zheng Quchi didn't dare to hide, so she tried to slow down her breathing so as not to let him find an excuse because her breathing was too loud.
"I don't know. I just don't want to let the cavalry of other countries trample my home and my country. Although I am not like a general who can shoulder the safety of the entire country, I also have family members to protect. As long as they are here, I will never abandon this land."
After hearing this, Yu Wensheng moved the tip of the sword away, but a stain of blood was stained on her skin.
"You asked Liu Fengmian to send a message to me, General, saying that I wanted to ask for something?"
Zheng Quchi: "I want to ask the general not to reveal that I unlocked the Jiulong Machine Box."
"If I don't say it's you, then who is it?" He seemed to be thinking seriously.
Zheng Quchi had already thought of the person who would take the blame: "The public loses."
Yu Wensheng's eyebrows were raised indifferently, and there was an unfathomable meaning floating in the corner of his mouth.
"What did you say?"
"In the world, Gongshu is the only one whose name can suppress other people's inquiry. Moreover, the Jiulong Machine Box was originally lost by the Mohist family, and there is a gap between the Gongshu family and the Mohist family. It would be a good idea to divert the trouble to the east." She had already thought in her heart. He suggested like a manuscript.
Yu Wensheng lifted his hem and squatted down.
"Sang Xuanqing, I have discovered that since you came in, every action and every word seems like I am dominating everything, but in the end it seems that it is you who is profiting. You are obviously wearing the title of a craftsman, but you are Able to survive unscathed.”
Zheng Quchi's palms became sweaty.
Yu Wensheng is too keen.
She was completely seen through.
She flattered: "No matter how cunning a fox is, he can't escape from the hands of a powerful hunter."
"That's true, but..." He closed the distance to her, his scarlet lips almost touching her sensitive earlobes, and he teased with a dangerous smile: "I don't like people who are too smart."
As soon as he stood up, Zheng Quchi noticed his murderous intent first and raised a pair of vigilant eyes.
Caught off guard, Yu Wensheng saw a pair of light brown eyes as cold as snow. Yu Wensheng was stunned for a moment, and the blade of the sword that was meant to leave some lessons on her body could not be seen from the position of her shoulder and neck. Sliding past.
The next moment, he smiled faintly again. Only now did he realize that "Sang Xuanqing" also had such a pair of light brown eyes.
(End of chapter)
