"Baby, I……"
Ming Jiuye knew that Wuyou had noticed his neglect. He raised his hand to hold Wuyou to explain, but who knew that the stunning red dress slipped quickly from the seam of his hands, and Wuyou resisted him.
His eyes followed Wuyou, but there was an imperceptible desolation around him. He looked deeply at her leaving back, with a trace of unconcealable pain in his eyes.
"Mother, I..."
"My patience has been exhausted. If you keep talking nonsense, I will let Leopard Sun crush you." After she finished speaking, she faced the night wind and stopped on Leopard Moon's skull. Her black hair poured down like flowing clouds, over her waist. At this time, the evil and arrogant momentum was like an emperor above the ninth level.
"Little Baer wants to ask for a job with the queen. Heihe has been completely occupied by evil spirits. Instead of living in misery, it is better to follow the queen to the outside world and beg the queen to take her in." He knelt on the ground and suffered. speak out.
For a long time, just when he thought Wuyou would not agree to him, he said, "Then just follow."
The voice was tired and weak, making Ming Jiuye, who was standing not far away, feel as if his heart had been violently grasped by someone. The pain was so painful that he even forgot to breathe.
"Thank you for your holy grace! Thank you for your holy grace! Thank you for your holy grace!"
If the evil spirits in Heihe want to escape completely, they must have a spirit guide, otherwise they will be dragged back by a strong suction force after the three-day time limit has expired.
"Mother, the lotus fish is ready, let's eat some..." The oil ghosts also noticed Wuyou's unhappiness and whispered from a distance.
"Okay." She turned around with an unusually indifferent expression on her face. Ming Jiuye's hands and feet seemed to be frozen, and she stood there blankly.
"Mother, this pumpkin porridge is good for your stomach. Please try it."
Hearing this, the chopsticks holding meat in Wuyou's hand froze. Even You Guier knew that his stomach was not good, but he...
This is already his second time...
"Thank you!" Wuyou took the pumpkin porridge and drank it slowly.
It took about a cup of tea to finish the meal, "Wouyou...I..." Ming Jiuye didn't know how to explain that he was wrong, and he couldn't understand why he ignored her feelings, just like...*** Generally controlled.
"I'm sleepy, crow slave!"
"Hulala..."
A black mass of crows suddenly flew from the sky, their wings making a "pah-pah-pah" sound like a black whirlwind.
Wuyou jumped up and lay lazily in the wind. The raven held her firmly, and the black crow feathers wrapped her tightly like a giant blanket.
"You don't even want to give me a chance to explain?" Ming Jiuye looked at the huge flock of crows flying in the sky, his eyes were red, and he said sadly.
The oil ghosts all gathered together sadly. The empress was unhappy and they lost their fighting spirit. Just as Baer was about to speak, a lone oil ghost covered his mouth and dragged him to Baoyue's tailbone.
"Don't make any noise, the empress is not happy. The emperor just wants to be alone at the moment."
"Your Majesty, don't you like me?" Baer asked with a frown on his face.
"That's not true. Although this happened because of you, it has nothing to do with you. It's the Emperor..." Before he could finish his words, another head appeared beside him.
"The emperor has broken your heart, and your Majesty must be extremely uncomfortable right now."
"Maybe I'm crying right now, ugh... I'm really pitiful..."
At this time, an interesting scene was going on on Baoyue's back. Ming Jiuye looked up at the ink mass gradually blending into the night on its back, feeling sad, while the oil ghosts hugged the ball behind and cried lightly. .
Only Baer stripped himself down like a plucked rooster and buried his head in concentrating on grooming himself.
He took off the only rag he had on, and was trying to make a hat for himself. However, his clothes were too small, his head was too big, and there wasn't enough fabric at all.
The little oil ghost who was crying and had no energy left raised his neck and glanced at Baer. He didn't know what to look at, but he was startled at the sight.
He immediately forgot that Wuyou was sleeping soundly, and cursed: "You damn gangster! Exhibitionist! Put it on quickly...hurry up!"
Exhibitionist
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All the little ghosts stopped crying. When they saw Baer's fat body exposed, all the ghosts stared angrily and cursed.
"Can you please show some respect! My mother-in-law is still here!"
"Hurry up and cover it up! Hurry up!..."
"It's so noisy..."
A dissatisfied cry rang out from the crowd of crows. In an instant, the oil ghosts pulled the cloth to cover Baer's lower body, and then tore off a piece of cloth to block his troublesome mouth.
Ming Jiuye stared closely at the crows, and the ghost slaves were also silent. After a while, a beautiful figure fell from the black "blanket".
Wuyou's sleep was extremely unstable, and he often fell out of bed.
The crow slaves knew very well and did not rush towards the savior. Ming Jiuye straightened up and firmly caught the sleeping Wuyou.
His eyes flashed across her phoenix-like eyelashes, her throat rolled twice, and she said hoarsely: "Go to sleep, my husband will stay with you. I know you were wrong. From now on, I will..."
"It's so annoying! Stop talking!"
"Don't tell me, don't tell me..." In this way, he stayed awake all night, carefully guarding the person in his arms. Wuyou slept particularly deeply this time, and slept until the early morning of the next day.
"Ghost slave, I'm hungry..."
"Your Majesty, wake up! Hurry!" One after another, sumptuous dishes were brought out steamingly out of thin air.
"My dear, come and have a try, there are fresh bean fishes."
"I caught it, I caught it!" Baer shouted excitedly.
Wuyou opened his hazy eyes and stretched, and then he was shocked to realize that he was lying in Ming Jiuye's arms, and he was looking at her with burning eyes, no coquettish kiss, no smile, nothing.
As if she was getting up from the bed, she walked towards the food prepared by the ghost slave without even looking at the "bed". As soon as she sat down, Baer came over with a plate in both hands.
"Mother, please clean your hands!"
Picking up the warm towel on the plate, Wuyou glanced at the ugly face under the plate: "What's wrong with your head?"
The smooth head is covered with black circles.
"Hehe, this is how some ghost brothers painted my little one's hair, so that... my queen won't be unhappy."
When the ghost slaves heard this, they immediately shrank into a ball. Why did this guy mention it again?
"I'm not unhappy. Go and clean it up quickly. I'll have something for you later." Her voice was very calm, and she couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad.
"Yes! Your Majesty, please have your meal first." After Wuyou put the towel back, he jumped up and down with the plate in his arms and went to find the oil ghosts for help.
The left-out person still sat there motionless, like a sculpture without temperature.
After finishing his meal, Wuyou walked towards him with long legs. The oil ghosts in the distance were so nervous that they all turned transparent. Only the bright black ghost pupils could prove their existence.
Seeing the robe falling in front of his eyes, Ming Jiuye raised his eyes worriedly, and there was someone in his arms, "You are punished by not being able to eat for a day."
"Okay, don't eat, whatever the lady says is fine."
He held Wuyou tightly in his arms as if he had found a treasure. Not to mention not letting him eat it for a day, even if he didn't let him eat it in the future, he would never refute it, as long as she was willing to forgive him.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty... I'm clean!" Baer ran over from behind excitedly, not paying attention to Ming Jiuye's stinky face at all.
"Mother, I've cleaned up! I..."
"Go away!" Ming Jiuye hated this coal ball so much at this moment that he dared to disturb their solitude as husband and wife.
"Don't leave yet! Baer, your name is too convoluted. I want to give you another one. What do you think?" Wuyou said, revealing a furry head from Ming Jiuye's arms.
"Empress... you are so kind. In fact, Baer was named for me by the evil spirit who lives with me. He thought of two names. I didn't want this one so he gave it to me. It sounds nice. Thank you... Thank you, Empress. ." After saying that, he ran towards the ghost slaves.
"Ghost brother, I have a new name! My name is Da Da! My name is Da Da I..." He suddenly felt a trace of warmth coming from his head, and he was surprised
Looking at the oil ghosts in front of them who were equally surprised.
"Oh my god! This is so beautiful..."
"Yes! At least there are colors here." The oil devils pointed at his head and praised him.
"Simply a beautiful plan!"
"I bet this is the most beautiful gift!"
Hearing their louder praises, Da Da raised his hands above his head and touched a soft wing. He gently took it off excitedly.
A gorgeous hat made of feathers appeared in front of him. He swore that it was the first time in his life that he had seen such a beautiful thing, which was comparable to the rainbow light of the Wuwu Sea.
"Empress! Is this really for me?" He looked at Wuyou in disbelief. Junqu Pavilion
"Of course, the crow slaves spent the whole night searching for Iroha for you. Do you like it?"
"I like it, I like it so much!" He put on his feathered hat and jumped up and down. "You all come and see, all of you come and see! I have the most beautiful hat in the world!" He actually started singing happily.
"Shut up! Quaak!"
Wuyou gave a clear shout, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly got into the ghost slave's side as if he was running away.
Cui's father and Cui's mother were sitting in the hall wearing maroon dark silk. Today's appointment was being held. According to the etiquette, Qiao'er was not allowed to come out. But when Cui Buqun left, if she didn't come out, she was afraid that the "unscrupulous lamp" would say nothing. , angry at his parents.
"Hey...this...isn't it suitable for a girl who has not yet left the court?" Sure enough, the woman held up the tea in her hand with a strange look. She was about to drink it, but found that the cup was extremely ordinary, so when she put the cup down, she mistook it. place.
"Snapped!"
The tea cup fell down in response, and before Mother Cui could say anything, the woman with heavy makeup spoke first: "Tsk, tsk, that's so unlucky!"
The Mr. Li family sitting in the upper hall did not accept her instigation at all, "Well done, stay safe every year! From now on, my son will rely on Miss Bu's blessing for the rest of his life."
"Master Li is right, but when my Qiao'er marries into the Li family, she will have to rely on Master Li a lot." Cui's father said honestly.
"Tch! It's not like I have no hands or feet. Maybe I have to send a hundred and eighty people to serve her."
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo, hoo!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and help me search you."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then filled him with water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.
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Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."
