As soon as Xu Nai turned around, he was startled by Zhao Heng's dirty tabby cat. Could this man not be able to take care of himself even when he was eating?
Zhao Heng didn't know about the black ash on his face yet, so he thought Xu Nai was talking about the dirty clothes on his body, and he was embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.
Forget it, Xu Nai no longer has any expectations for him.
Ask someone to bring water in and let Zhao Heng have a good wash.
Looking at his embarrassed reflection in the clear water, Zhao Heng was stunned, and his whole mood sank. He picked up water and wiped his hands and face clean, then sat in front of the charcoal basin and stopped talking.
Xu Nai didn't have time to understand his expression at this moment. He just felt that Xu Jiajun was still too good to Zhao Heng.
If it were him, not to mention killing Zhao Heng, he would definitely be thrown into the dungeon and soaked in water.
Xu Nai's current task is to watch Zhao Heng until the leader Xu Yue wants to summon him.
Just waiting for this lasted for half a month.
Zhao Heng has not left this tent in the past half month except to solve his physical problems.
He knew that he was under house arrest in disguise, but Xu Jiajun's house arrest was different from what he knew before.
While under house arrest, Xu Jiajun tried his best to satisfy his demands as long as they were not too excessive.
This gave Zhao Heng the illusion that the Xu family army was also threatening the emperor to order the princes.
However, the moment he saw Xu Yue, he knew that he was wrong.
"Are you Zhao Heng?"
The beautiful woman in military uniform took off her helmet and hat, revealing her slightly disheveled hair. She brushed it with her fingers disapprovingly, then sat down in the tent and looked at him curiously.
That look seemed to be looking at a strange creature called "Emperor".
Anyone who can see him like this will never want to "hold the emperor hostage to order the princes".
In this short half of his life, Zhao Heng saw a woman like Xu Yue for the first time.
You say she looks like a man, but she is a woman.
The armor she wears is not the common style of male generals in the past, but a military uniform specially made to fit a woman's figure. After taking off the outermost layer of cold armor and stomach, there is still a layer of close-fitting soft armor on the inside.
Zhao Heng saw her put her hands on the table, and the soft armor on her sleeves fell onto the table, making a dull sound like metal. It was obvious that the soft armor was not light in weight.
But how could a woman's weak body hold up this heavy armor?
And how much effort does it take for a woman to train her body to be as strong as a male general?
The first time they met, Zhao Heng felt that the female leader of the Xu family army in front of him must be a person with extremely strong character. Only then could she endure all these hardships and achieve this ability to kill enemies.
And he, who was several years older than her, couldn't even compare to one of her hands.
In front of Xu Yue was a heavy sword nearly as tall as a man. Zhao Heng heard from Xu Nai that this sword weighed eighty kilograms.
Not to mention sixty kilograms, he found it difficult to lift thirty kilograms with one hand.
"I am convinced that they lost to you." Zhao Heng sighed sincerely.
Xu Yue frowned slightly and dug her ears exaggeratedly with her right hand, "If you don't want to die by my sword, you'd better call yourself me."
Oh my god, she doesn’t have an emperor here. She’s already like this. Why is she pretending to be an emperor?
Xu Yue's words made Zhao Heng blush with embarrassment, and his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists.
"What does Leader Xu want to do when you arrest me?" Zhao Heng asked through gritted teeth.
Xu Yue pointed to the eucalyptus table and futon on the right, "Why don't you sit down and listen to me explain in detail?"
Zhao Heng didn't move, just stood.
Xu Yue simply stood up. She was not short. They were three meters apart and their eyes were exactly on the same level.
Those bright eyes were like the vast starry sky, looking straight at him. Zhao Heng looked at each other for three seconds before feeling dizzy, as if his soul was being sucked into her. He swayed slightly and hurriedly looked away.
It fell on her gently curved chin.
This man obviously had a gentle and pleasant face, but he never thought that his eyes were so sharp!
Zhao Heng's heart was beating wildly, as if he was about to burst out of his chest.
Xu Yue's lips curved slightly, and she asked him with a smile: "Do you know what I have been doing for the past half month?"
Zhao Heng nodded, of course he knew that the news had spread throughout the military camp.
"Jingzhou has fallen into the hands of the Xu family, and half of Yanzhou has been captured by you." Zhao Heng felt his heart twitching without saying a word.
This is all Zhao's country!
Xu Yue looked at the way he was holding back his anger and the blue veins on his forehead popped out, and sneered, "Do you really think that the person in this Central Plains land is named Zhao?"
Zhao Heng looked up and met her mocking gaze again.
Xu Yuedao: "Every inch of land in the Central Plains belongs to everyone living on this land, not to the aristocratic family members or the Zhao family."
"Zhao Heng, I know you are just a puppet, so as long as you change your ways and step back from the brink in time, I am willing to give you a chance to start over."
As he said this, before Zhao Heng could speak with a look of humiliation on his face, he immediately said:
"Don't make a decision in a hurry. I hope that before you make a decision, you will first think clearly about who you are, why you live, and whether the thoughts of restoring the Zhao Imperial Court are your true thoughts in your heart.
"
"I think clearly!" Zhao Heng answered excitedly.
But when Xu Yue asked him to speak, he couldn't say anything. He only murmured, "Recover the Zhao family, recover the Qing Kingdom, you rebels..."
Xu Yue returned to the table and spread out a roll of yellow paper, with several large black characters written on it - the abdication edict.
The black ink mark was so eye-catching that Zhao Heng saw it at a glance. As if he was seeing an evil ghost, he hurriedly took several steps back. The guard blocked his path and he stumbled to the side.
The guard kindly gave him a hand, but he threw him away and said, "Let me go!"
"Xu! Yue!" He pointed at the woman in military uniform and shouted hysterically: "I will kill you, a traitor!"
"No! The car is torn apart! Five horses are torn into pieces... You will not die a good death!"
Even though Xu Yue had a good temper, her face darkened.
Not to mention Xu Nai and other guards inside the tent, Xu Dalang, who was standing outside the tent, rushed in with a strong stride, raised his iron fist and hit Zhao Heng's fair and handsome face hard!
With the sound of "Winter", Zhao Heng spun on the spot, raised his head and flew out and fell to the ground!
The red blood mist spat out in one gulp, and Xu Dalang turned sideways in disgust, not even a trace of it being stained on his body.
Xu Yue took a deep breath and felt her heart tighten.
My brother’s fist can kill someone directly!
"Stop!" Xu Yue hurriedly shouted to Xu Dalang who was about to take action.
The iron fist that Xu Dalang stretched out was as good as brushing the hair beside Zhao Heng's face. The strong wind blowing was even colder than the coldest snow in the Northeast.
Zhao Heng was so horrified that he held his breath, and his eyes widened in horror, filled with Xu Dalang's angry and ferocious face.
Xu Yue rushed forward, grabbed Xu Dalang's fist and threw it out, "You go out, who let you in!"
Xu Dalang felt aggrieved. Facing his sister, his face was full of ferocity, "...he scolded you."