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【118】

"Do you want me to carry you back or do you want to get up and walk back with me?" Zhu Minglie sat down in front of Liusu's couch and asked, his ice eyes as cold as cold stars possessing irresistible power, "I want you to

Choose yourself.”

A moment later, the lieutenant general saw the fourth deputy commander Zhu Minglie walking in front with an expressionless face, followed behind him by a woman holding a sheet, her head drooped, walking dejectedly.

Emperor Zhuyao and Zhuye Tong happened to walk out of the tent at the same time and saw this scene. They stopped at the same time and looked at Liusu who was holding the sheet.

Liusu lowered his head.

"Let's go..." Zhu Minglie turned around, took her hand, and walked into his tent.

"Lisu..." Zhuye Hitomi stepped forward, but Zhu Minglie had already pulled Liusu in and lowered the curtain.

Zhuyao Dynasty Zhu Yetong walked over. His expression was calm and somewhat leisurely, and his whole person exuded a kind of peerless elegance——

"Thirteen, how about we go horse riding?"

"Brother..."

"In three days, we will go to the battlefield. As the marshal of the army, you should relax appropriately. You and I, brothers, have not galloped for a long time." Emperor Zhuyao said, jumping up.

, got on horseback.

Sink the arms, bow the body, and the man and the horse become one.

Hitomi Zhuye hesitated for a moment and then climbed onto his white horse.

"Drive!" Emperor Zhuyao tightened his grip and looked ahead with a pair of sharp eyes. His white robes fluttered in the wind, and the sand and dust filled the sky. His momentum was overwhelming and unstoppable.

Zhu Yetong also raised his riding whip and struck it down hard. The white horse raised its front hooves and roared loudly, then chased after Emperor Zhu Yao.

"Drive...drive..." Zhu Yetong clamped his legs on the horse's belly and rode away, holding a large silver bow in his hand.

Two top-notch figures from the Ri Yao Dynasty were on the horse. When the soldiers saw them, they cheered one after another, and their morale suddenly rose.

The setting sun is like fire, and the sky is filled with yellow sand.

Under the bright sunshine, the golden sand was dyed with a layer of red light.

"Huh..." Emperor Zhuyao shouted sharply, and the horse raised its head to the sky and howled loudly. It stopped and turned its head around. He looked at Zhuye Tong who was riding towards the horse.

"Huh..." Zhu Yetong's horse also stopped.

"Thirteen, you have something on your mind." It was not a question, but an affirmative tone.

"Brother, I..."

"State affairs, family affairs, and world affairs, a man should take the world as his own responsibility. This time you take on the position of military marshal. Whether you win or lose depends on your thoughts. I say this, do you understand?" Emperor Zhuyao looked at it.

He looked at his younger brother and said earnestly.

When Zhuye Tong heard this, he was shocked in his heart and replied, "What the elder brother taught me is to keep Shisan in mind. At this time, the war against the Khitan is the most important thing."

Yes, as a military marshal, he is responsible for the lives of two hundred thousand troops and the future of the Sun Yao Dynasty. If he continues to be distracted by the love of his children, he will become the Sun Yao Dynasty.

of eternal sinners!

"I'm very pleased that you can think so. Come on, let's race to see who can reach the tree first!" Emperor Zhuyao turned his horse's head and said.

"good!"

"drive……"

"Drive... drive..."

Dust flew up and screamed all over the sky.

*

Chasing in the dark tent.

Liusu stood at the door holding the quilt, not running away, but not getting close.

"From tonight onwards, you can rest on this couch." Zhu Minglie nodded, pointing to the only low couch in the tent, and said.

"Hehehe..." Liusu suddenly giggled twice and spread the sheets in the best corner of the couch, "Fourth Master has a lot of things to do, and he has to lead troops to fight. It's better for you to sleep on this bed covered with wool blankets.

Well, as a casual person like me, I can just lay the floor on the floor, hahahaha..."

Liusu knew that his laughter sounded dry.

"How could I let my woman sleep on the ground?"

"Uh... I... I don't like occupying other people's beds. I would be uneasy when I see you sleeping on the floor, Fourth Master. Please stop fighting for the floor with me."

"Who said that I am going to sleep on the floor?" Zhu Minglie said, his voice was evil and full of temptation, and then he walked step by step towards Liusu who was squatting in the corner.

"You... where can you sleep if you don't sleep on the ground? Shouldn't we sleep on the same bed? Haha, fourth master, don't be joking, haha..."

He took off his silver robe, and then took off the layer of white gauze outside his black robe. At this moment, the silk robe perfectly highlighted his strong physique, and his cold and charming expression filled his cold face.

His hard face and sycophantic aura from time to time can make people tremble.

He pressed forward step by step, Liusu retreated step by step, until he was forced to the point of no return.

"Lisu..." Zhu Minglie put his hands on the wall and contained her holding the sheet in the small world between his arms, "Lisu, you smiled so ugly today. You have ruined my good mood.

, what do you think we should do?"

Fortunately, there was such a ball of quilt between the two of them, otherwise she would have nowhere to hide.

"Fourth...Fourth Master, you...you are tired, I'll get you some tea..." Liusu hurriedly tried to get out of his confinement.

"There is a servant who can pour tea." Zhu Minglie pulled her back and said.

"Then, that...then I...I will help Fourth Master hang up the shirt that he took off, and then clean Fourth Master's bow, arrows and sword..."

"Your hands... are not suitable for such rough work." Zhu Minglie held her hand in his palm, then asked her to put her palm against his face, and murmured, "How could I let you do this?

Where’s the menial work?”

"Fourth Master..."

"It's getting late now. There's nothing to do. Just rest."


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