With such a villain's heart, Jun Ci said: "He has passed away, so it is inconvenient to say more."
Ying Wuchen's thick eyebrows were long and straight, like sharp swords, adding a heroic air to his beautiful face. At this time, he raised them slightly, revealing a hint of speculation: "The girl is young and does not want to marry early, and Jiulang is not in a hurry.
A girl does not need to use this as a pretext for marrying a man."
Ying Wuchen mistakenly thought that Jun Ci was just making random nonsense, and his purpose was just not to get married.
He almost hit the nail on the head. That's what Jun Ci thought. Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, Jun Ci could only make up for it: "Jiulang Jun misunderstood. I really care about others. I am the prince Ding of the Southern Dynasty!"
Ying Wuchen's calm eyes were frozen for a moment, and the tumbling emotions seemed to burst out of the embankment, but were suppressed by him in the blink of an eye: "Girl, why are you attacking the dead?"
For some reason, Jun Ci felt that Ying Wuchen was very angry. Just now he was not angry when she said she broke off the engagement, he was not angry when she said she was happy with others, and he was angry when she said she was happy with Yan Guixun. Even though he looked calm,
But Jun Ci, with his keen senses, was sure that he was very angry.
Could it be that she doesn't respect heroes?
"I am not attacking the dead. I have worshiped martial arts since I was a child. Prince Yan went out with his father at the age of twelve to conquer the five states and establish Jiankang. With the power of one person, he will stabilize the three passes from Hanzhongchuan in the west to Yiyang in the middle.
East to Shouyang. If it weren't for him, the Southern Dynasty would have collapsed five years ago." Jun Ci said with awe, stars shining in the depths of his phoenix eyes, his admiration did not seem to be fake.
Ying Wuchen looked at her quietly for a moment, then looked away as if nothing had happened: "No matter how great his achievements were, he is just a pile of bones now. If he hadn't been so indecisive in nine battles..."
"No, he is not indecisive, he has the common people in mind!" Jun Ci interrupted Ying Wuchen with righteous words. His admiration for Yan Guixun made her ignore that a gentleman like Ying Wuchen should not judge people's merits.
Especially commenting on the deceased.
"In the battle of Nine Passes, he could have wiped out the Eighth Army, and even took advantage of the situation to attack the Northern Dynasties in one go. If he had made such a decision that day, you and I may not be able to chat here today." Jun Ci said solemnly, "In the battle of Nine Passes, he could have stopped.
, because tens of thousands of people are suffering from the devastation of the mountains and rivers that they cannot bear to look at.
He is a well-deserved hero!"
The Nine Passes refers to the last battle of Yan Guixun's lifetime, covering the Nine Passes from Hanzhongchuan to Shouyang. The territory is vast, and the rebels attack from all directions. Different rebels have different combat deployments. He commands the battle and uses troops like a god.
At the same time, they bravely defeated the Eighth Route Rebels.
He could have taken the opportunity to achieve immortal achievements, but he did not kill them all. This was because these rebels were scattered too widely, and they did not rush into the common people like Jun Ci exterminated Hu.
Yan Guixun ordered to withdraw his troops because once these poor bandits were in danger, they would definitely kill the red-eyes. However, he had no time to spare and could only pursue the most ferocious group. If the others sent subordinates to stop them, their achievements would be impressive, and these people would not care about innocent people.
The death of people.
His benevolence and righteousness resulted in the dissatisfaction of his subordinates and the suspicion of the monarch, who suspected that he had the intention to let the tiger return to the mountain, and what he was afraid of was the fate of the bird that had done its best to hide its good bow.
Jun Ci heard that Prince Ding's palace was accused of treason and genocide overnight, so he guessed that the battle of Jiuguan might be the cause of the disaster.
"A woman's kindness will result in the annihilation of her entire clan." Ying Wuchen sneered.
Jun Ci frowned. She didn't like Ying Wuchen's contemptuous tone towards Yan Guixun: "If Mr. Jiulang is resentful, it's me who deserves it. Don't bother others."
Jun Ci interpreted Ying Wuchen's strange aura as the result of her words of praise and her heart-felt praise for Yan Guixun.
Ying Wuchen also reacted: "I'm sorry, I was speechless at the moment."
Shaking his head slightly, Jun Ci didn't think Ying Wuchen should apologize. The world's opinions are just that the two of them have different ideas. It's not difficult to say that Ying Wuchen was wrong.
Even she didn't know that if Yan Guixun had known the outcome of the palace, would she have regretted thinking about the common people after the Nine Passes War?
"Kiuro-kun, our engagement..."
"Girl, if I break off the engagement, how will you deal with the Zhou family?" Ying Wuchen asked first.
It seemed that he knew more about her than she thought.
Although the Ying family withdrew from the court, their disciples spread all over the world, not just in the Northern Dynasties. The monarchs of the Southern Dynasties had been trying to win over the Ying family in the past two or three decades, which made the Northern Dynasty even worse. It was natural for them to be well-informed.
"As long as Mr. Jiulang is angry with me, Mr. Zhou will not dare to marry me." Jun Ci said bluntly.
She was the one whose engagement was broken off by Jiulang Ying. As much as Zhou Rong wanted to get Ying's support, he didn't dare to propose to marry her, otherwise he would slap Ying in the face.
Not only the Zhou family, but even the ordinary high-ranking nobles who wanted to join the family did not dare to marry her. This was the prestige of the Ying family.
Only an ordinary son would marry someone whom Mr. Ying doesn't like, and Mr. Ying would not harm her secretly for the sake of her grace.
Ying Wuchen couldn't help but laugh after hearing this, but the smile was a little cooler: "The girl is very calculating."
No wonder she irritated him with every word she said.
Break off the engagement, don't want to support your husband and raise children, care about others.
Anyone with a temperamental and upright temper will probably feel that they have lost face and become furious, and her goal will be achieved.
After confessing his thoughts, Jun Ci was not embarrassed: "Jiulang Jun, even though I have such calculations in my heart, what I said to you just now was not deliberate, but every word is true."
"Including falling in love with the late Prince Ding?" Ying Wuchen narrowed his eyes.
Jun Ci felt that he looked a little dangerous, like the tiger she met in the forest. She didn't know why Ying Wuchen gave her this feeling. Jun Ci came to break off the engagement, and he was being unreasonable, so naturally he was easy to talk to: "Yes."
"Okay, very good." Ying Wuchen seemed to be angry and smiled, and he walked away.
Jun Ci breathed a sigh of relief, this should be done, right?
She also told Wuchen in private that no one else would know and it would not hurt his face. It was better than marrying a wife like her who had no intention of having a husband or a husband.
Thinking of this, Jun Ci didn't realize that he was wrong and felt very good.
Carrying her little hands behind her back and walking at a leisurely pace, she went back along the original road to find Junxi. She met the steward halfway and told her that Aye had gone back to the guest room to rest and took her to the same courtyard. The second courtyard was big enough for their father.
Female residence.
Jun Ci is always prepared to welcome Aye's thunderous wrath, but Jun Fu seems to be unaware of it yet. He is still a loving father to her, sees her as his beloved daughter, and even prepares food for her during the evening meal.
Staring at the food Aye brought her, Jun Ci almost shed tears while eating. He was afraid that after tonight, she would be a rebellious girl, and she didn't know when she would be able to enjoy such kindness again.
Unexpectedly, after she finished her martial arts practice the next day, when Aye came back from meeting Master Lang, he did not look at her with a frown as expected, but instead whispered softly: "Aci, we will return to Beijing tomorrow."
Junci:???
"Aye, you...you don't have anything to say?" Jun Ci cautiously probed, his toes quietly turning in the opposite direction to Jun Xi, ready to run away at any moment.
"You also know that Jiulang is going back to Beijing with us?" Jun Yu couldn't help but be happy.
Junci:!!!
Jun Ci’s sincere face: My heart has long been promised to others, and he is a well-deserved hero.
Ying Wuchen said perfunctorily: Oh, what is his name?
Jun Ci: Yan Gui Xun.
Ying Wuchen: What a coincidence, I used to have this name too.
Jun Ci: (ΩДΩ)
Hahahahaha, I’ll give you a spoiler. Actually, I won’t spoil it, but you old bookworms can also see it.