A sudden heavy rain rolled up dust, and the sky and the earth were covered in a hazy mist.
In front of him was a hand with clear joints, holding a dark brown umbrella handle, with wide sleeves hanging down, following his sleeves that were slightly swaying in the wind, and fell into a pair of quiet and deep black eyes.
His eyes were so captivating. Because he stood so close, his breath, which was as refreshing as pine snow in the damp wind, hit her face. Jun Ci couldn't help but subconsciously wanted to step back, but Ying Wuchen took the first step and stretched out his hand to hug her.
The back of the waist: "The rain is heavy, don't rely on your good health and be careless. Now you will become a thorn in the eyes of others. If you don't take care of your health, you will be treated carefully."
Ying Wuchen just gave him a hand, then took his hand back with great courtesy and placed it gently behind his back.
Jun Ci sneered at the fact that a single rain shower could cause her strong body to become cold and infected with wind and cold.
But she didn't want to be arrogant. She had been planning for a long time, and she was about to usher in a fierce battle. Even though she was proud of her own body, she did not dare to be careless. Moreover, she just reacted subconsciously, and now she realized it.
You won't get caught in the rain.
"Let's go." Ying Wuchen turned around and stood side by side with Jun Ci, facing the hut.
When you step forward calmly, no ministers should follow suit.
Among girls, Jun Ci is extremely tall, and most men are not as tall as her, but next to Ying Wuchen, she is still a head shorter than Ying Wuchen.
The storm was slanting, so she would be eroded by the rain. Ying Wuchen bent over, and most of the umbrella was tilted towards Jun Ci.
Jun Ci, who was walking quickly, didn't notice. He walked back to the hut in a few steps and stood under the eaves of the corridor. Only then did he see that half of Ying Wuchen's body was wet. For a moment, he couldn't understand the feeling in his heart.
She is not a woman who needs protection, nor is she someone who can be impressed easily, but when people live in this world, they cannot but yearn for warmth.
"I made some ginger soup." Ying Wuchen didn't notice it, put away his umbrella and stood it at the door, and stepped into the house first.
Jun Ci watched him walk around the wind and rain corridor and go to the dormitory. He guessed that he was going to change clothes. He looked down at himself. Except for some mud on the soles of his shoes, his body was still clean, so he wiped it on the hay mat outside the house.
I polished my shoes and entered the main hall.
As soon as she sat down, the little silver fox jumped out, glanced at her lazily, then turned a blind eye and slowly walked past her.
Jun Ci looked at its arrogant little appearance and couldn't help but think of the scene when he first met Ying Wuchen at the Ganling Ying clan, and couldn't help but curl his lips.
She was just about to get up, catch it and tease it, but as soon as Zi carried the food box to the door, she sat back down again.
Ziyi first brought out two bowls of ginger soup, and gave one bowl to Jun Ci: "General, please drink."
The ginger soup had been prepared very early. Ying Wuchen ordered it to be served while looking at the dark clouds. The temperature was now suitable. Jun Ci took it, said thank you, and drank it in one gulp.
A warm current slid down the throat and dispersed in the abdomen. It was warm and hot, making Junci sigh in comfort.
Ziyi laid out some food and two pairs of bowls and chopsticks. After a while, the door behind him opened and Jun Ci was stunned.
The son of an aristocratic family attaches great importance to manners. Jun Ci and Ying Wuchen have known each other for such a long time, and he is always meticulous, dignified and noble.
This was the first time that Jun Ci saw Ying Wuchen with his black hair in the daytime. He was casually dressed in a moon-white robe. As he walked, his hair was slightly brushed. He was less dignified and elegant than usual, and more
A touch of spontaneity.
"I don't want to keep Ah Ci waiting for too long. I'm afraid I'm being negligent. Please forgive me for my shabby appearance." Ying Wuchen walked up to Jun Ci with his unique fragrance as refreshing as pine snow.
He naturally and casually sat down opposite Jun Ci, drank ginger soup first, and then picked up the chopsticks: "I have prepared some simple meals to celebrate A Ci's wish."
Jun Ci didn't hesitate and sat across from him, a few steps away from him, happily picking up his chopsticks and eating happily.
The food here at Ying Wuchen is particularly delicious. He lives a sophisticated life, so he must have raised servants who are good at cooking. You don't pay much attention to your appetite. You can eat delicious food, but why eat bran-pharynx vegetables?
The key is that Ying Wuchen should have prepared a lot of sake for her, which made her satisfied.
"A Ci came to look for me when he returned to the camp. Do you have something important to do?" Ying Wuchen, who was full of food and wine, asked Jun Ci, who was squinting in contentment.
Jun Ci opened his eyes. She was originally touched by Qin Xiao's words, so she came to look for him unconsciously. Now that she saw him and heard his question, she didn't want to say anything.
She had already questioned his identity, and Ying Wuchen had never concealed his identity in front of her, and was even waiting for her to ask questions at any time.
"I'm so happy that I won. I came here to share it with my brother Ying." Jun Ci said casually.
Ying Wuchen's smile became even brighter: "I am honored and particularly happy to be able to share the joy with Ah Ci."
Jun Ci's smile froze, she felt that no matter what she said, Ying Wuchen seemed to be able to make the relationship between the two ambiguous.
Taking a shallow breath, Jun Ci said: "Your Majesty was frightened. Is there any progress?"
She really has no foundation in the court. Not only her, but also Aye cannot interfere too much or reach out too long, otherwise she will become the next Zhou Rong and be jealous of His Majesty.
Jun Ci had no idea how Yuan You planned the incident when his horse was secretly injured and collided with him.
"Why didn't you ask Yuan You personally?" Ying Wuchen asked without answering.
Jun Ci choked and glared at Ying Wuchen. He was so smart, how could he not know why she didn't ask His Majesty personally?
Just as she had thought just now, even she, Aye, couldn't reach out too far, so she naturally had to understand the responsibilities of being a minister.
"Do you insist that I say it personally to Your Majesty that I will obey the courtesy of a monarch and a minister?" Jun Ci didn't understand his thoughts in the past, how could he not understand now?
"Hehehe..." Ying Wuchen laughed softly, "Aci is right, I want to hear this sentence myself."
To obey the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers? It's just a tactful wording, but there is still alienation in the end. Ying Wuchen felt happy: "Yuan You hasn't taken action yet."
"You haven't taken action yet?" Jun Ci was slightly surprised.
"Don't worry, Yuan You has his own sense of proportion and will not miss the opportunity." Ying Wuchen comforted him and then turned to ask, "What about you? When will you create a good opportunity for Zhou Rong?"
Mentioning this, Jun Ci pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he looked at the drizzle falling outside the house: "Zhou Rong is afraid that he has a desire to take advantage of me, and he will definitely be cruel...
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"So, you can't bear it?" Ying Wuchen guessed what she was thinking.
With a long sigh, Jun Ci said: "Looking at them being so showy and wanton today, I don't want their innocent lives to be lost in my plan."
The Zhonghu Army was so brilliant that Zhou Rong must get rid of her and then secretly win over the Zhonghu Army. In order to prevent the Zhonghu Army from defecting to Zhou Rong, Jun Ci planned to stay in the military camp and not give Zhou Rong a chance to attack her.
, when Zhou Rong became anxious, he took the officers of the Central Guard Army to have a good experience.
Give Zhou Rong a chance to kill her, and at the same time let the people in the Central Guards form a deadly feud with Zhou Rong.