"Stop being so verbose, let's take care of it quickly... Forget it, you can take care of it while I ask." Yun Zheng saw that he was in a hurry and didn't know what he wanted to do. He waved his dagger, cut a piece of cloth from his bed sheet and threw it to him.
Then he said: "Don't you know where Nasila lives now? Tell me quickly."
The thousand households thanked Yun Zheng for the cloth strip, wiped it and wrapped it, and replied to Yun Zheng's words: "Yes, my hero, your luck is really good! It turns out that this Silla is just a random person
I don’t know what happened to King Elun of the former army, but he was suddenly brought back by Princess Qionghua. By the way, he was also injured."
"Oh" Yun Zheng asked calmly: "Who is Princess Qionghua? A princess with a daughter's family. If she doesn't just stay in Beijing and wait to get married, why is she in the army?"
"Huh?" The Qianhu household seemed a little surprised: "My hero, you don't even know Princess Qionghua, are you not from Daliao?"
"Nonsense, this hero is naturally a Han, so he is from Liao?" Yun Zheng's heart moved, and he raised his head proudly: "That traitor Shi Luo is a traitor to our Yaowang Village, and this hero is here to clean up today.
It's from the portal... Well, you've been doing this for a long time and still haven't told me where the thief, Siro, lives, are you trying to deceive me?"
The Qianhu said quickly: "How can it be possible? Sir, please don't accuse the younger one unjustly. How can the younger one have the courage? That Silla lives in a small group of blue tents on the right side of King Xiao's handsome tent, but which one does he live in specifically?
I don’t know if it’s a small one, because all the second-grade worshipers of Wolfsburg who are accompanying the army live there.”
"Well, very good, you are very cooperative, so although I originally planned to give you a Five Poison Death Powder..." The thousand households were frightened by the unfounded Five Poison Death Powder. No kidding, Yaowangzhuang
Although the medicine from Yao Wangzhuang is very effective, the poison from Yaowangzhuang may not be worse than the life-saving medicine. Just when he was about to beg Yun Zheng, he heard Yun Daxia wave his hand generously: "But! The so-called medical skills are benevolent skills.
Tian Xin is the compassionate heart of my heart, this hero... Ah, this hero wants you to have a correct attitude towards your confession, to repent thoroughly, and to make amends for your mistakes, so I decided to spare your life - have you bandaged it up?"
"Okay, okay." Qianhu of the Liao army didn't know what Yun Zheng wanted to do, but his life was in the opponent's hands, so naturally he had to behave the better.
"Well, you were tired just now, have a good sleep." Yun Zheng chuckled, waved his left hand, and slapped him on the back of the head. Qian Hu's eyesight went dark, and he immediately fell softly on the bed.
Yunzheng walked out of Qianhu's tent, looked in the direction, and determined the location of the target. He avoided the patrolling Liao troops and soon arrived at the location of the blue tent group mentioned by Qianhu.
Fortunately, there were only nine blue tents in total. Yun Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself that it was okay. It seemed that the second-grade Wolf Fort offerings of the Liao Army were still considered rare items and were not reduced to the level of one dozen.
Otherwise, if there are dozens of blue tents and I have to search for them one by one, I will be exhausted here today.
Yunzheng was just about to check one by one when he saw two Liao soldiers coming out of the fifth tent with some white gauze and bottles. Yunzheng quickly hid and realized that the lights in the other tents had already been extinguished.
, only this room is still dimly lit
It seems that this hero is still inexperienced. Yun Zheng cursed himself secretly, and then moved towards the fifth blue tent and listened outside the tent. Sure enough, he heard a slightly heavy breathing sound. He thought it was right.
It’s undoubtedly Silla who was injured.
Yunzheng held the dagger in place and sneaked in when a gust of cold wind blew through the tent, only to see that Silla was covered with a thick blanket, motionless with her back to him.
Yun Zheng repeated his old trick, sneaking up behind him, bowing his body, and suddenly stretched out a dagger across Silla's neck, and said with a chuckle: "We haven't been together for a long time. Are you okay?"
Silla's head turned slightly, and a delicate and cunning voice came into Yunzheng's ears: "Did the young marshal come here specifically to see Zhiqiong?"
Yun Zheng's hand suddenly froze, and he asked naturally: "Princess Qionghua?"
"The young marshal came into someone's boudoir in the middle of the night, why are you shouting so openly?" Princess Qionghua looked at Yun Zheng with a sweet smile and said
She could indeed smile so brightly because although Yun Zheng's dagger was placed on her neck, her hand was clasping Yun Zheng's veins.
"...In the opinion of the princess, how should I address the princess?" Yun Zheng naturally knew his situation. Apart from secretly cursing that his experience in the world was a mess, he really had no other options.
I thought, I had no choice but to follow the wishes of Princess Qionghua, hoping in my heart that Beishan Wuxue would come over and give me a hand
Princess Qionghua smiled sweetly: "You have to be willing to call me what you want me to call you. It won't work just because someone else says you are not willing to do it."
Yun Zheng actually laughed: "But isn't the princess still calling me young marshal? Is it possible that only the princess can be seen outside, and I can't follow the same example as the princess?"
Princess Qionghua was stunned for a moment, then she immediately started to smile again, her eyes were soft and her smile became even sweeter: "Then what do you want people to call you?"
Yun Zheng smiled and said: "If you like it, you might as well call me mylover."
Princess Qionghua was startled: "What?"
"Mylover!" Yun Zheng said with a serious face, "Mylover means...well, it's a special friend."
"A special friend?" Princess Qionghua looked at Yunzheng with a pair of eloquent eyes: "It's very special, but selling that dance? Where is this place? Why do you pronounce it so convolutedly?"
"Hey, this is the language of a very, very far away country. I tried many ways to learn a few words," Yun Zheng said confidently.
Princess Qionghua smiled so much that her big eyes became like crescents: "Selling that dance, doesn't that country only exist in your heart?"
"Absolutely not!" Yun Zheng looked serious: "I am the nominal guarantor of the ancestors of the Yun family that there is indeed such a language in a remote island country."
Princess Qionghua didn't expect that he would invite all the ancestors of the Yun family out for such a thing. She couldn't help being a little surprised, but her tone was softer: "Okay, I believe you are the one who sells that dance."
However, if I ask you to sell that dance, what do you call me?"
When Yunzheng heard this, he immediately said "affectionately": "Do you need to say this? Of course I will call you mylover, no doubt."
