Chapter 146 "I'm easy to pick up, and I'll drop it as soon as I pick it up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard what seemed like thousands of troops galloping towards him not far away!
The refugees around him were subconsciously retreating, fearing that this round of killing would affect their lives...
But He Mucheng, who was originally showing his teeth and claws, suddenly perked up his ears like a rabbit.
Seeing that she had no words to say, Wang Xuan's warm smile finally came from behind the curtain, "You arrogant monkey, if I hadn't known that General Ji would come to greet you, I would never have dared to allow you to express your quick words. I have always heard that you are clever and clever.
Ruhuang, now it seems, is indeed well-deserved.”
Wang Ying finally heard Wang Xuan's voice at this moment, but he no longer had the courage to provoke.
He had heard about Ji Jiajun's move into Lucheng, but how could he have imagined that this decisive and iron-blooded general would lead his troops to attack Gu She for the sake of Wang Xuan and a woman?
How tightly guarded is the girl?
Even though he knew that Ji Yunyuan would not attack by force, with him here, how could he get any advantage in front of Wang Xuan?
Hearing the sound of cavalry coming one after another, Wang Ying hurriedly picked up the riding whip on the ground, turned over and jumped on the horse's back.
Seeing that Wang Ying was about to turn the horse's head, He Mucheng finally gained confidence!
She immediately bent over with a smile. After a long time, she straightened her back and said in a fake tone, "Ying Xiaolang, where are you going? Aren't you going to take me down? Come on, I'm easy to take. Just take it.
Down!"
Wang Ying kicked the horse's belly angrily, "Don't be proud, I will kill you sooner or later!"
Having said this, the little girl put her hand to the man's ear and whispered, "Ji Yunyuan, do you know? King Lu Cheng's thing was dug up by the roots by Nan Yue. I saw it with my own eyes..."
Yue'er hid in the dark clouds again at this time, and the little girl climbed up the steps with great effort. As soon as the car curtain was opened, she put her arms around Ji Yunyuan's neck regardless.
"It must have been too long since I last saw him, and this guy started to lose his sense of control again..." He Musheng thought this, and saw that Ji Yunyuan seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and actually paused with restraint, and took the initiative to distance himself.
She raised her palm to cover the stern face of the man in front of her. Seeing that the corners of his mouth were drooping, she immediately stretched out her fingertips to pinch his lips and pushed them up, saying to please, "General, just smile..."
Soon, his figure disappeared at the end of the flickering moonlight.
Ji Yunyuan frowned and coughed uncomfortably, his voice also tainted with a bit of unhappiness, "You, my sister-in-law, used to be very open-minded, but now you still look around at some things that are there, and you are getting more courageous.
Um?"
How could He Mucheng be frightened by Ji Yunyuan? She lifted up her skirt and trotted all the way to Ji Yunyuan's carriage.
This glance directly met the storm rolling up in Ji Yunyuan's eyes.
He Mucheng raised his head and wrinkled the tip of his nose at Ji Yunyuan, "You haven't taken action against Nan Zhi yet?"
He Musheng clicked his tongue twice and raised his voice, "Everyone knows that I, Nan's Ayan, am good at divination. Just now I made a divination for Ying Xiaolang, and Ying Xiaolang was killed in the world at such a young age. From now on,
Go, remember not to play with water!"
The big hand that was originally resting on the little girl's back suddenly moved up and grasped the back of her neck.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a solemn scolding coming out of another carriage, "Why don't you also make a fortune for yourself and calculate how you will be punished next?"
Just like this, with the help of strength, the little girl tightened her pussy and took the initiative to push her lips.
He Mucheng withdrew his gaze, fixed his gaze on Wang Xuan, winked proudly, and said slyly, "What I said is true, the husband can remain beautiful until his old age, but Wang Ying will die in less than a year."
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Ji Yunyuan finally sighed softly, "That's all, you should save him. Without him, you don't know what kind of accidents you would have encountered."
"Don't think you can get away with this." Xu was used to her rejection, so this sudden initiative made Ji Yunyuan a little uneasy.
Seeing that he was still waiting for his answer, He Mucheng leaned forward again, and his fingertips crossed his sharp eyebrows, flew across his long eyebrows, and finally stopped at the temples on both sides of him.
"You have been out in the wild for several months and you are finally willing to come back?" Ji Yunyuan raised his lips and raised his hand to pull the octopus into his arms.
The carriage turned around. Ji Yunyuan and Wang Xuan exchanged greetings from a distance before driving slowly towards Lucheng.
He Mucheng curled his lips and blinked slyly, "We can start from the cause of King Lucheng's death."
After saying that, she arranged the clothes for the tiger in front of her without any fuss, and just patted him left and right. After fooling around for a while, she carefully used her peripheral vision to glance at the expression on his face.
With a slight exertion of the big palm, the little girl hissed and shouted in displeasure, "Be gentle."
Wang Xuan finally opened the curtain.
He Mucheng lazily nodded, "Well, counting the days, it's almost over. There's no use for you to stay in Jiankang."
As he spoke, he slowly tightened his arms, completely encircling the person in his arms and bringing him into his chest.
With a "boom", the strings in the Iron-Blooded General's mind that were stretched to the extreme suddenly broke!
Wang Ying spat, "I have lived longer than Wang Xuan. If you have such skill, you might as well calculate how many days Wang Xuan has left to live!"
Seemingly sensing the hostility surrounding him, He Mucheng lowered his head guiltily, but quickly adjusted his attitude.
"Wen Qiao returned to the court and sent a map of the camp. His Majesty knew almost everything about Wang Dun, so he began to deploy in Jiankang." At this point, he laughed at himself, "There is Su Jun, the refugee commander, and there are
Zu Yue took over Zu Ti's position and helped His Majesty, but he didn't have much trust in him. If Ji Jiajun still stayed in Jiankang, wouldn't it become another internal worry for him?"
Ji Yunyuan reached out and pinched the little girl's cheeks, "If we take action now, Nanyue will be missed, so I'm still thinking about the entry point. How about the military advisor give me some advice?"
"Why did you come to Lucheng?" He Mucheng asked, thinking of what he heard from Sima Ling before.
Because she was sitting sideways on Ji Yunyuan's lap, her delicate little toes could not touch the ground, so she could only curl up and sway back and forth.
He Mucheng knew he couldn't shirk it, so he had no choice but to play with a strand of Ji Yunyuan's black hair and said with twinkling eyes, "It's because of Wang Xuan's injury."
Unable to struggle, she had no choice but to tilt her head back and swallow over and over again the sometimes harsh, sometimes restrained demands of the person in front of her...
"What's wrong?" Ji Yunyuan held her palm, and when he saw blood seeping out of it, his pupils suddenly shrank.
He Mucheng finally relaxed completely. She smelled the familiar fragrance of Ji Yunyuan and slowly closed her eyes.
"I have handed over the evidence of Nanzhi's poisoning to Your Majesty. When I returned to Lucheng this time, I came to attack the governor of Yanzhou. However, I received the news from Langjun Wang Xuan in advance, so I bypassed Lucheng and came here.
It’s my aunt.”
Wang Xuan smiled and slowly lowered the curtain.
He Musheng only felt like a raccoon slave whose neck was strangled, and he could only let out a weak whimper from his throat...
He Mucheng felt his heart skip a beat, and the small movements of his toes stopped. She just lowered her head in a weak manner, looking resigned and resigned.
As he spoke, he raised his hand to scratch the little girl's waist, and I threatened, "Do you dare to be bold next time?"
A burst of soft laughter floated into his ears, softening the young general's iron-blooded muscles.
With his long arms, he lifted the little girl up, leaned down, and kissed her.
He originally thought of just touching the water and letting it go as soon as he felt good. However, the little girl's lips were like sweet pears that stimulate fluid and quench his thirst. He indulged in it without paying attention and couldn't afford to get drunk.
