Chapter 3: Don’t cry, who knows, hearing the willow branches being broken doesn’t even appreciate it! …
He Jiuyue ignored Chen Sanxi's words. She stared at the direction where Wen Zheliu left until the white shadow completely disappeared around the corner and the heavy snow gradually covered the footprints of varying depths. Only then did she set her eyes on the commander of the imperial guards.
"Lin Xian, what can I do for you?"
I have heard that He Jiuyue was braver in the battlefield and was even more valiant than the brilliant Princess He Yuyao of the past. Lin Xian met her sharp gaze for a brief moment and then lowered his eyes.
"Grand Marshal, His Majesty invites you into the palace." His voice trembled slightly.
He Jiuyue did not respond, but just moved her wrist to shake off the snow on the sword. She did not say anything, and Lin Xian did not dare to speak. For a moment, there was only the sound of wind blowing the snow, making a whistling sound.
She sheathed the sharp blade with a "bang". Chen Sanxi didn't expect the sound to be so loud and shuddered.
This Princess Pingyang kidnapped someone, but His Majesty not only did not blame her, but also invited her into the palace to discuss countermeasures. Why did she get angry?
"Princess, please." Lin Xian wanted to lead He Jiuyue into the carriage, but she went straight to the snow-white horse Xingyun.
Chen Jin quickly caught up with her and asked carefully, "Princess, it's snowy and slippery. Young Master Wen is wearing only a single layer of clothing and has fallen ill again. Shall I follow him and take him to the Princess's residence?"
"What do you want to do with him?" He Jiuyue's voice couldn't help but feel cold. Her mind was full of Wen Zheliu's thin and staggering back. If she wasn't so angry, she really wanted to ride her horse to the Prime Minister's residence to see what kind of game of playing hard to get Wen Zheliu was playing.
She didn't mind the dirt and hardship, and went to the prison to personally carry him out, protecting him everywhere. What on earth could he be dissatisfied with!
He Jiuyue shouted and waved the whip, heading towards the palace. He was feeling very agitated, and even breathing in the cold snow air into his lungs could not calm him down.
Why couldn't she calm down when it came to Wen Zheliu?
Chen Jin followed her carefully, keeping some distance from Chen Sanxi and the others behind him. "Aren't you still going to drag him into a show?"
"He's not the only actor on the stage. The Xiaoqing sent by the Minister of Revenue is not necessarily worse than him."
He Jiuyue originally did not want to deal with the slick old man, the Minister of Revenue, so she kept refusing Xiaoqing who wanted to extract information from her, and instead chose to go to great lengths to rescue Wen Zheliu from prison.
Who would have thought that Wen Zheliu would not appreciate it!
Chen Jin didn't dare to say anything more, but he had made up his mind.
The princess said that Wen Zheliu was just a chess piece, but she couldn't help changing her decision for him again and again. Could it be that the wise and powerful Princess Pingyang had fallen in love?
"Your Majesty, I, Princess Pingyang He Jiyue, request an audience!"
He Jiuyue left the BMW Xingyun outside the palace and ordered Chen Jin to watch over it. Without waiting for Chen Sanxi to inform her, she knelt on one knee outside the Yangxin Palace.
"Pingyang is here?" Emperor Jingming was wearing a dragon robe, his temples already gray, but his eyes were not cloudy, instead revealing a bit of shrewdness. Far from accusing him, she was even cordial. "It's cold outside, come in and sit down."
At first glance, the two look like close aunt and nephew.
He Jiuyue remained in the same kneeling position, holding up the tiger talisman with both hands.
"Your Majesty, I have been indulging in sensual pleasures lately. I know I am no longer worthy of holding the Tiger Talisman. I have come tonight to return it!"
Emperor Jingming lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Before He Jiuyue returned from the expedition, she had tried to test him several times, even appointing him as regent princess, allowing He Jiuyue, who held most of the military power, to enter the court. However, He Jiuyue just acted in a casual manner, not mentioning the tiger talisman at all. Tonight, she suddenly came to her senses, which must be a trick.
"Pingyang, what are you talking about? You led the troops in battle and your achievements are great. I deserve to reward you. So what if I just keep the tiger talisman?"
He Jiuyue didn't believe it.
The tiger talisman was divided into two, she held half and the emperor held the other half, and they needed to combine the two to command the entire army. However, she had been fighting for many years and had a high prestige. Even if she only had half of the tiger talisman, it was enough to command the 50,000 red-armored soldiers stationed outside the city.
Emperor Jingming...is always suspicious. If she delays handing it over, it will be bad for her father and younger brother in the fiefdom.
"Your Majesty, my mother passed away early, my father is old, and my younger brother is still young. I wish to retire and return to my fiefdom to take care of my family."
Emperor Jingming shook his head repeatedly and spoke kindly.
"How can I bear to hear your words? Your mother passed away early, and I should have taken care of you for her. You have led the troops in battle for many years and are the people's favorite.
"If I take back the Tiger Tally today, tomorrow the entire court will probably talk about me persecuting meritorious officials. You should take it back. If you want to take care of your family, you can take it back to your fiefdom. I trust you."
"Take the tiger talisman back to the fiefdom"?
By doing such an act of contempt for the imperial power, she would be reunited with her father and brother in the afterlife in a moment - the various princes who supported Emperor Jingming were not dead yet, and Emperor Jingming made such a "suggestion" to make her lose her composure so that she could sit back and wait for an opportunity!
Seeing that this plan failed, He Jiuyue quickly changed his strategy.
She knelt down with a "dong" sound and kowtowed: "To be honest with your Majesty, Pingyang came to present the tiger talisman today. I have a selfish motive and want to ask for something!"
Finally, when He Jiyue's true intentions were exposed, Emperor Jingming's brows relaxed considerably. She slowly clicked her jade ring on the armrest of the dragon throne and said, "That's it. You are a meritorious official. I should reward you. Tell me, what do you want?"
"I beg your Majesty to release Wen Zheliu."
"I am nothing but a man, what's the problem?" Emperor Jingming laughed, clapping his hands. "Since he is so lucky to have caught Pingyang's eye, how can I steal his love away? Chen Sanxi, bring Wen Zheliu from the Heavenly Prison!"
Chen Sanxi's face turned pale and purple: "The princess took Wen Zheliu away from the prison early this morning."
Emperor Jingming was stunned and sighed.
"It was my negligence. My Pingyang is of marriageable age, so it's perfectly normal for her to be attracted to a handsome man. Pingyang, please accept Wen Zheliu. I'll have someone choose a favorite for you from the capital tomorrow. What do you think?"
He Jiuyue was not someone who indulged in love. She was already very impatient with Xiaoqing's previous performance, and now Xia Wenzheliu was angry with her again, which gave her a headache.
"No, I just want to hear the sound of willow branches being cut."
"There are tens of thousands of men in the world, why do you only take a small bowl of Wen Zheliu, and even go so far as to exchange it for the tiger talisman?"
He Jiuyue was annoyed by why Zhe Liu refused again and again, but when she thought of his bright and beautiful face and his soft body, her anger subsided a little.
"He was so handsome, it's a pity he died."
Emperor Jingming clapped his hands and laughed: "He should be waiting for you at the mansion, right? A beauty should not be let down. You should return quickly. I will not keep you any longer."
"I'll take my leave."
Before she returns home, Wen Zheliu had better come back, otherwise, don't blame her for being ruthless.
After sending He Jiyue, who had inexplicably changed from serious to romantic, away, Emperor Jingming felt tired. He frowned and asked the eunuch who served him, "Chen Sanxi, do you think He Jiyue's romantic behavior this time is fake or real?"
"This servant feels like it's real," Chen Sanxi described it vividly. "That Wen Zheliu had a terrible temper. He kicked and stomped on the princess, but the princess didn't get angry at all. She even called in the imperial physician for him."
"Oh, what's the point of talking about the bright and clear Sima? He's just a lecherous bastard who died under the peony flowers and will be a romantic ghost even in his later years."
Emperor Jingming sneered, "I thought He Yuyao's daughter was so strong-willed. Humph, she gave up her military power for a man. If her mother knew about this, she would crawl out of the ground and skin her alive."
Chen Sanxi was stunned for a moment, then smiled again.
He Yuyao was the late princess and the elder sister of Emperor Jingming He Feng. In terms of literary strategy and military strategy, He Feng was inferior to her in every way. When the late emperor passed on the throne, he intended to hand over the country to He Yuyao.
It was just that He Yuyao was fighting outside at that time, and He Feng intercepted her and tampered with the imperial edict to get the precious throne. Not only did He Yuyao not object, she also supported He Feng to take the throne with the princes of all parties. Fearing that she would be offended, He Yuyao even asked to stay in the bitter and cold border.
But as long as He Yuyao is alive, Emperor Jingming will never be able to sit on the throne in peace.
After waiting for a long time for He Yuyao to die on the battlefield, Emperor Jingming had no time to breathe a sigh of relief, but now he discovered that He Yuyao's daughter He Jiuyue was even better than her mother.
Emperor Jingming gritted his teeth and sent He Jiuyue to fight in the war, and he lived in fear for many years.
Finally seeing his elder sister's beloved daughter fall into the arms of a beautiful woman and linger among the flowers, He Feng felt completely relieved.
Chen Jin was waiting outside the palace. When he saw He Jiyue coming out, he hurriedly tied Xingyun to the carriage and greeted He Jiyue to the carriage that had been prepared for a long time. "Princess, how is it?"
He Jiyue's expression remained normal: "She didn't want the tiger talisman."
"That's good," Chen Jin helped her into the carriage and carefully mentioned Wen Zheliu, "Then Mr. Wen..."
"Don't mention him."
He Jiuyue raised the whip suddenly and smashed the dead tree with a "snap", his face as cold as snow.
"He and I, like this tree, cut with one knife, in two."
It snowed heavily all day and all night yesterday, and now the snow is still falling continuously, adding another layer of white to the newly melted snow.
Wen Zheliu slipped and fell with a thud.
After trying several times, his arms that were supporting him on the ground were shaking violently, but he couldn't lift his body up no matter what. He had no choice but to move to the side of the road using his hands and feet amid the cursing of a passing coachman, "Don't block the road!"
Wen Zheliu felt dizzy and tears fell.
He was an out-and-out coward. Even though He Jiyue was protecting him, he was worried about his background being exposed and only wanted to escape. And his elder brother, father, and adoptive mother...
"Zheliu, don't cry, brother is still here." A familiar voice suddenly sounded. Wen Zheliu looked in the direction of the voice and made out the mole at the corner of the man's mouth and the knife scar on his neck. It was unbelievable.
Hadn't his elder brother, Wen Liuqing, been killed by a knife? The blood was all over the floor, and he could see it clearly...
Wen Liuqing didn't try to explain his confusion. He just glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention. He then gently nudged Wen Zheliu's back and said, "Zheliu, hurry back to Xiyue. They should have sent someone to pick them up."
When the Wen family's collaboration with the enemy was discovered yesterday, Wen's mother and father immediately contacted the Xiyue royal family.
Unfortunately, this matter is of great importance and His Majesty has a strict attitude. The case was exposed in the morning and the Wen family was imprisoned at noon. We have not received a reply from Xiyue yet.
But since Wen Zheliu is the royal heir of Xiyue who is stranded outside, they should not stand by and watch him die.
"Let's go together." Wen Zheliu reached out to help him, but before he touched his strong arm, he felt blood on his hands.
"You go first." Wen Liuqing was a rough man, but he remembered his younger brother's love of cleanliness. Seeing that his white fingertips were stained with blood, he hurriedly wiped it with his sleeve. "Brother will catch up soon."
Suddenly, he realized that his elder brother was injured and unable to walk, and was also a "dead man" who could not see the light. He was just worried that he might be in danger, so he stood here to keep watch for him. Wen Zheliu did not dare to let him down, so he turned his face away, wiped away the tears that were about to burst out, and looked back every few steps.
From outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, it looked no different than usual. When Wen Zheliu stepped over the threshold, he discovered that the house had been completely looted.
In the huge prime minister's residence, only the beams and pillars that cannot be moved are left.
Wen Zheliu tried hard to calm himself down, went to the study to open the secret compartment, took out a lighter to light a fire, threw all the letters related to him into the brazier, and left behind the visible "treason" letters.
However, after carefully counting for several moments, he still could not find Xiyue's reply letter.
Perhaps the journey was too long and two days were not enough for exchanging letters.
After searching in vain, Wen Zheliu staggered out of the prime minister's residence and dragged his burning body back to the alley, only to find that there was no one there, not even a footprint in the snow.
Where was his elder brother Wen Liuqing? He was still injured. In this icy and snowy place, if he didn't treat it...
"Oh, the young man is so handsome with delicate skin and tender flesh!"
A butcher woman grinned at the end of the alley, wiped her bloody hands on her coarse cloth shirt, and her small eyes, covered in flesh, rolled around and fixed on Wen Zheliu's immature body.
"Why don't you just obey me? My family is a butcher, and I guarantee you'll have meat every meal!"
Wen Zheliu frowned and said, "Get lost."
The butcher woman walked over to him in two or three steps, and pinched his jaw with her greasy hand: "Look at your tattered clothes. You are just a beggar. Why are you pretending to be so noble?"
Wen Zheliu saw that the matter would not end well, so he pushed her away and ran away.
"Run, let's see how far you can run!" The butcher chased after him with a smile.
His elder brother was nowhere to be seen, and there was no one to help him in Xiyue. The only thing left in Wen Zheliu's mind was He Jiuyue's tall figure. It was a pity that he was so weak that he would pant like a broken bellows after running a few steps.
In addition to his fever and dizziness, he couldn't even find the direction of the Princess's Mansion and bumped into a hard object in a daze.
"Who is so blind as to dare to bump into the sedan chair of the Princess's Mansion?"
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[Big Boss E pretends to be a commoner B, a dramatic actor, undercover, and the real cat, A, a cool commander] Female E pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger | Hiding each other's vests | Male A gives birth to a child
Commander Shi Mian was ambushed and his starship crashed, smashing through a civilian house in the enemy country B. He was frightened by the owner Jiang He's roar of "Pay me for the house fee!"
But his computer was smashed, he had no cash on him, and he didn't bring his card with him because he was on a mission, so he had no money to pay for the compensation.
"No money? Then use your money as collateral, or I'll see you in court."
Shi Mian: “…” He had better use it to pay off his debt. If he takes out the ID card of the commander of Country C in court, he will be thrown into the prison of Country B as a war criminal.
In fact, it is also good to use it as collateral. Jiang He has money to buy cat supplies for him and has time to play with him. It’s just that he likes to rub his cat ears and tail too much.
Every time Shi Mian wanted to stretch out his claws, he would smell the scent of catnip, and his instinct would make him turn over on his stomach, and he would roll around in anger.
Once when they went out, Jiang He kissed and hugged the wild cat, and Shi Mian's tail was wagging loudly.
"Do you often tease other cats like this?"
Jiang He was stunned and touched Shi Mian's head: "I will only touch you from now on, don't get angry, little kitty."
After transforming into a V8 engine for a few seconds, Shi Mian turned around angrily.
He's not a kitten! If Country C finds him, he'll leave immediately!
The day Shi Mian returned happened to be the day when the Marshal was celebrating his triumphant return.
Seeing Jiang He's familiar face from afar, Shi Mian was so scared that he turned around and wanted to leave. But when he saw someone else trying to force an omega into Jiang He's arms, he became so angry that his teeth were itching.
Jiang He simply adjusted his military cap and strode towards him.
"No need, the cat at home is jealous."
Shi Mian was furious. She had another cat? Didn’t they agree to pet only his cat?
Jiang He grasped the black gloves, and the overbearing catnip pheromone filled the air.
"Kitten, where else do you want to run to?"
...Beta has no pheromones, he was deceived!
Shi Mian's legs went weak, but he still bit her hand: "You lied to me that I was a Beta, and you even took in another cat, Marshal Jiang, is it fun to play the pig and eat the tiger?"
Jiang He gently supported his slender waist.
"It's unfair. You're the one who caused it all."
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