Chapter 312 He must die!
Jiaojiao's eyes instantly turned into panic, and her voice trembled, "Your Highness, I know I was wrong."
Wen Qi's eyes became gentle, and the hand pinching her chin loosened. Instead, he gently touched her face as if caressing her, and said affectionately: "Be good, smile. I still like you smiling more."
He once said that she looked most like that woman when she smiled, and that was his favorite.
So even though she was trembling with fear, Jiaojiao still smiled, and even the curve of her lips was exactly what he was always most satisfied with.
Wen Qi's eyes darkened, and he grabbed her neck with one hand and kissed her fiercely.
The people beside him hurriedly tried to leave, but they heard him say, "Let him in."
Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to speak first.
What normal person would call for others to watch while he and his concubine do such a private thing?
It's something I've never seen or heard of!
Even though His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has psychological problems and always likes some excitement, he has to consider whether this delicate girl is willing. They don't want to make her unhappy just by saying a few words, and then take her life just by whispering in her ear.
They want to live a few more decades.
A few people were thinking of leaving quietly while the two of them were kissing passionately, but they didn't expect to hear Jiaojiao's panting voice in the tent the next moment.
"Your Highness, these people don't seem to have ears."
Before she could finish her next sentence, someone shouted, "Please invite Mr. Wu in!"
Compared to the death penalty, watching an erotic play is nothing.
Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't mind, why should they pretend to be gentlemen?
Wu Jun was waiting outside the tent and could clearly hear the lewd music coming from inside. At this moment, he felt even more caught off guard when he heard the call.
Recalling Ke Shan's previous evaluation of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, if he sticks his head out, he will be cut into pieces; if he hides his head, he will be cut into pieces.
He clenched his fists and strode into the tent.
Even though he lowered his head, he still couldn't avoid seeing some of the erotic scenes.
Wu Jun's pupils shrank slightly as he noticed Jiaojiao's face out of the corner of his eye.
How come this woman looks so similar to the princess of Da'an, who is considered a remarkable woman?
Noticing his gaze, Jiaojiao pushed Wen Qi's chest and said aggrievedly, "Your Highness, I don't like this man's eyes."
She changed the subject and chuckled, "Why not just dig it up?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the tent suddenly became silent.
Wen Qi lowered his head and kissed her, then smiled softly and said, "Be obedient, I still have some use for his eyes."
Upon hearing this, Wu Jun bowed towards him and said respectfully, "I, the humble Wu, thank you for your grace in not killing me."
"Mr. Wu, you are too kind. The army has spread the rumor that you are a resourceful and talented person. I value talent and I can't wait to use you, so how could I bear to kill you?"
A tall hat was put on, and Wu Jun's face changed slightly. He said with a look of trepidation: "I am just a nobody. It was by great luck that I was appreciated by General Ke and was allowed to stay in the camp to make a living.
The so-called talent is just a joke passed around among the brothers in the army. Your Highness should not take it seriously."
The smile on Wen Qi's face disappeared completely in an instant.
He gathered the clothes on Jiaojiao's shoulders to cover the spring light that was leaking out, and asked coolly, "Does it look good?"
Others might not understand his incoherent words, but Wu Jun knew it very well.
If he did not agree, the Crown Prince would immediately have him arrested on the grounds that he could not control his eyes and offended his favorite concubine.
At the very least, one’s eyes would be gouged out and the person would become a disabled person forever.
In serious cases, he and his colleagues would be hacked into pieces and killed.
After all, this lord has always been cruel and unreasonable.
Wu Jun secretly worried for himself and bowed respectfully to the leader, saying, "I, the humble Wu, am willing to serve His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at my utmost."
Wen Qi raised his eyes to look at him and suddenly smiled, "A man who knows the current situation is a hero. Mr. Wu is a smart man. He really didn't let me down."
You can see that he is in a good mood.
But Wu Jun couldn't laugh at this moment.
Following such a moody master, the mission can only succeed and not fail.
Even if you are careful in everything you do, you never know when you might offend him with a word, or offend one of his cats or dogs and have your eyes gouged out or be skinned alive.
One misstep can lead to eternal regret.
If he had known this, he should have left after General Ke died, so that he would not be targeted by this living devil.
It is a righteous act to repay a favor and avenge Bole, but one must also be alive to continue.
Without life, all those are empty talk.
Wu Jun was just about to find an excuse to withdraw when he heard Qi ask, "Everyone says that His Royal Highness the Jin Prince of Da'an is invincible and the nemesis of our Liang army. What do you think, Mr. Wu?"
"That's ridiculous!"
Someone spoke first, complimenting him: "That Mo Jinchuan has just had a little better luck in recent years. He managed to win a few battles and gain some advantages.
If he was really that powerful, he wouldn't have been forced up the mountain by his brothers and mauled to death by wolves!"
The others looked at Wen Qi's expression and saw that he didn't seem angry, so they quickly spoke up to agree.
"Your Highness thinks too highly of him. In my opinion, he is just a man seeking fame and reputation. In terms of talent and strategy, he can't even compare to a hair of Your Highness's."
"Even if he had some real skills before, after two years of being in a wheelchair, he has become a cripple. There is nothing to be afraid of."
"Prince Jin is dead?" Wu Jun's face changed slightly, his eyes full of disbelief.
Seeing this, the people who were busy praising Wen Qi asked sarcastically, "Why does Mr. Wu seem unhappy to hear that Prince Jin is dead?"
Another person echoed his words, saying, "Mr. Wu has always admired intelligent people. Perhaps he and His Royal Highness Prince Jin have a mutual admiration for each other."
They had always looked down on Wu Jun's behavior, thinking that he was self-righteous and unsociable, and they were also jealous of him because he was well-versed in military tactics and had often offered brilliant strategies, which made him highly regarded by Ke Shan.
The two have such a good relationship that they are inseparable and even live and eat together.
When Ke Shan was around, they never got the chance to embarrass him, and Wu Jun didn't care about his private relationship with them and didn't give them any face at all.
After Ke Shan's death, they thought they had finally waited for the opportunity, but they didn't expect that this guy would turn around and join Mu Tingjun's army.
It can be said that he was really lucky. A few days later, news of the appointment came from the capital, appointing Mu Tingjun as the chief general.
Wu Jun also became a celebrity around him.
This way, they would have no chance to mess with him again.
They have been holding this grudge for three whole months, and now that they have finally waited for the right opportunity, they naturally cannot let it go easily.
Everyone in the Liang army knew that their Crown Prince was moody and would kill without blinking an eye.
If you offend him, Wu Jun will not be able to chop off enough heads even if he has a hundred.
It would be fine if he just honestly served as his military advisor.
But he just overestimated his own abilities and insisted on showing up in front of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
If he wins the favor of His Highness because of this, will they still be able to live a good life in the future?
So he must die!
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