Chapter 2025: Your Majesty, Please Spare Your Life
Fang Jun was about to come out of the tent to greet him, when he saw the curtain of the tent door opened, and Princess Changle, who was dressed in crimson palace clothes and extremely beautiful, walked in, followed by two pretty palace maids, both holding a gorgeously decorated flower in their hands.
red sandalwood food box.
Fang Jun stepped forward, pretending to bow and salute: "I am guilty of not being able to greet you from a distance. I hope your highness will forgive you."
Even though he was saying sorry, his waist didn't bend for a long time...
Princess Changle's beautiful eyes were originally smiling but not smiling. When she heard him say "I'm guilty, I'm guilty", she immediately remembered that it was this bastard who took advantage of him in the Taoist Temple on Mount Zhongnan by saying "I'm guilty" one after another.
With a blushing face, he couldn't help but ask: "Then what crime should be committed?"
When Fang Jun saw her expression, he understood clearly and said with a smile: "The sin of a humble minister is extremely heinous. I am willing to work as a bull or horse for His Highness, no matter how you drive me."
After hearing "Be a cow or a horse, let's do whatever you want", Princess Changle became even more embarrassed. Her jade face, which was already stained with red, instantly turned red. She bit her lower lip lightly, narrowed her beautiful eyes and glared at Fang Jun.
He spat: "Bah! I don't know what to think about all day long. I was so dirty that a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory."
He motioned the palace maid to place the food box on the coffee table by the window, and took out a few exquisite side dishes and a small jar of fine wine.
Fang Jun yelled at Qu and said, "Of course this is a good thing. Being able to work for His Highness is truly a blessing in life for a humble minister. I have no regrets and no regrets. I am happy with it!"
Princess Changle couldn't stand his dirty puns, so she blushed and said angrily: "Okay, okay, I know that Duke Yue is loyal, okay?"
She glanced at him charmingly and did not quarrel with him. She walked lightly to the coffee table and knelt down on the floor. Her slender waist was straight, her head was bowed, she was dignified and graceful, and she said softly: "The more I hear, the more I hear."
The Duke has just returned from the palace and has specially ordered two small dishes to be prepared for midnight snacks. Come and eat them while they are hot."
The palace maid arranged the side dishes, opened the jar, poured the wine, and bowed out of the tent.
They are both Princess Changle's personal maids, so they naturally know that their highness has a close relationship with Fang Erlang. The two of them get along in the middle of the night, so naturally they don't need anyone else to wait on them...
There were only two people left in the tent. The drizzle was gurgling outside the window, the breeze was entering the tent, the candle shadows were swaying red, there were delicious food and wine, and a beautiful woman under the lamp. The atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous for a while.
Fang Junshi Shiran knelt down opposite Princess Changle, admiring the beauty in front of him without any hesitation. Her facial features and every smile were in line with his own taste. He just felt that life was perfect and there was nothing more he could ask for.
She was probably embarrassed by his burning gaze, and Changle's jade-like neck was stained with red. She pushed the wine glass in front of him with her bare hands and said softly: "The situation is critical these days. I believe you have been waiting for danger all day long. You may not know what to do.
The war will begin at this time, so take advantage of your free time and eat more and sleep more to avoid being unable to endure it."
Fang Jun took the wine glass, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I can't thank you enough."
The two of them sat in front of the window, talking quietly, Changle kept adding wine to him, and the atmosphere was very warm...
Fang Jun ate some food, drank a few glasses of wine, put down his chopsticks, looked at Chang Le's face, and said with a smile: "Your Highness came here early in the night, maybe it's not just to express condolences to Wei Chen? That's all, since Wei Chen is already His Highness's person, His Highness
But if there is a need, you should do your best and die for yourself..."
Before she finished speaking, the extremely embarrassed Princess Changle's face was about to catch fire, and she said coquettishly: "Shut up!"
This man is really shameless. What kind of cruel words are he saying? Even if they have skin contact, she can't bear these words...
He said angrily, fearing that Fang Jun would say something annoying again, so he quickly said: "It's nothing else. I just want to ask you whether the prince is in danger this time the British Duke leads his troops back to Beijing."
Although she has never been interested in political affairs, she is very smart and very keen on political affairs. Only from the fact that Guanlong has been destroyed and the East Palace has won a complete victory, but a group of royal family members are still stranded in the Youtunwei camp, we can see that the situation is by no means expected.
It was so peaceful up there.
In the past two days, the prince wanted to leave the city to "welcome the Holy Emperor", which aroused tension in the government and the public. The troops from all sides were mobilized frequently, and they could smell the oppression of the coming rain...
Of course, there is a more urgent thought in my heart that needs to be answered urgently, but I cannot express it with my mouth. After all, it is suspected of being treason...
So the two of them are "in tune with each other". When Princess Changle spoke, Fang Jun realized what she was really worried about. He pondered for a moment and said slowly: "There are some things that even in front of His Highness, I cannot reveal them easily.
After all, it is a matter of confidentiality... But as long as I can inform His Highness and stay safely in the camp, all the noise will eventually dissipate like smoke."
There were some words in his stomach, but he couldn't say them, he didn't dare to say them, whether it was to Chang Le or the prince, but his words were as clear as words.
Unfortunately, when he said this to the prince, the prince did not realize the real meaning because he was in the middle of the game...
But Princess Changle was different. Not to mention her ability to observe clearly, she was able to grasp the meaning of Fang Jun's words keenly without letting go of her male eyebrows, which made her raise her eyebrows and fill her face with surprise.
The reason why she was so happy was that, on the one hand, the secret revealed in Fang Jun's words had denied her most fearful suspicion, and on the other hand, she did not directly ask the question, but she could still get Fang Jun's understanding after beating around the bush...
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Women are always emotional. They may not care about men's great achievements, but they will definitely care about those inadvertent connections between minds. That will make them feel that each other's minds are in harmony, and there is no difference between them. That kind of tacit understanding is even better than physical pleasure.
It can make them extremely satisfied and heartbroken.
Seeing Princess Changle's joyful expression and her beautiful eyes, Fang Jun couldn't restrain the heat in his heart. He reached out from the coffee table to grab a snow-white and delicate Rouyi, and said longingly: "The night has already passed.
It’s too late, why not let me serve His Highness to bed..."
"ah!"
Princess Changle, who was immersed in joy, screamed in a low voice, and shook off Fang Jun's hand with a red face. Feeling that the heat in the other person's eyes was about to turn into a huge danger, her heart trembled, and she stood up hurriedly: "I
Now go back and go to bed, and don’t worry about it, the Duke of Yue will see you off.”
She knew that this guy was lawless and didn't care at all that this was a Chinese military tent. When she stood up in a hurry, she became more and more confused. Her feet accidentally stepped on the hem of her palace dress, and it was difficult to maintain her balance for a while. She exclaimed,
Fall forward.
The hem of the palace skirt lifted up, revealing a slender calf as white as jade...
Ah! Princess Changle is almost smoking with embarrassment. How could she be so embarrassed?! It’s so embarrassing!
However, before she could cover her cheeks that were about to catch fire with her delicate hands, she felt her waist tighten and her body lighten up. She was startled. Regardless of her embarrassment and shame, she struggled and shouted in a low voice: "Put me down!"
However, Fang Jun stepped forward and wrapped his slender waist with his big hands, lifted it up on his shoulders, and walked towards the sleeping tent at the back...
Her Highness the Princess came here tonight just to ask questions in her heart, and she definitely had no intention of helping Yu Fei. Moreover, she was still in this big tent, so how could she be willing to submit?
Fang Jun saw two white and tender feet dangling in front of his eyes, his delicate body twisting hard to get out of his grasp, so he raised his hand and slapped his squirming buttocks, feeling the palm of his hand.
Her gentleness tightened, and she threatened with an "evil voice": "When you get to my king's territory, you little lady will just be a stronghold wife. If you dare to resist, I will serve you according to the family law!"
"Oh! Your Majesty, please spare my life!"
The squirming Princess Changle instantly felt weak all over. Although she refused to give in, she also knew that she could not break free from the clutches of this "mountain king", so she could only cover her face and struggle symbolically...
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Outside the tent, dark clouds covered the moon and the rain gurgled. Several palace maids drove the soldiers far away and stood guard at the door, listening to the sound like a cat meowing from inside the tent. They all clasped their delicate hands and blushed.
, my heart was beating wildly, while I was marveling at His Highness's boldness and absurdity, and at the same time, I was filled with longing. They all knew that Fang Erlang was brave enough to win the three armies. Maybe His Highness would be exhausted later and call them in to support him for a while...
*****
At the beginning of Mao hour, the light rain has not stopped. The lights on the Chunming Gate are bright, illuminating the city above and below as bright as day. The rain is thin and lingering.
The noose creaked and creaked, and the suspension bridge was lowered and laid across the moat. The two heavy gates of Chunming Gate slowly opened. As the cracks in the doors became wider and wider, an array of guards in black clothes and armor appeared behind the gates.
The row of rows appeared in front of us, red as blood in the drizzle, as majestic as a mountain, and filled with murderous intent.
Dong Gongliu, who was the first to leave the city, led his soldiers to be neatly equipped. They lined up on the east side of the moat in groups. Their sharp blades and spear points flashed and jumped in the firelight, and their swords and spears were like a forest.
Not far away, the Right Guards and the Left Guards also moved accordingly. All the soldiers were fully armed and lined up in front of the camp. The two guards stood facing each other with murderous intent and swords drawn, ready to fight at any time.
At three o'clock in the morning, a hint of white appeared under the clouds in the eastern sky, drums were beating outside the Chunming Gate, and groups of guards in black helmets and black armor filed out of the city gate, in orderly formation, with flags fluttering, and thousands of people from the East Palace.
Six soldiers were in front, a thousand imperial guards were behind, and then there were the prince's honor guards who were shouting in front and supporting behind.
Li Chengqian changed his previous attire, wearing a helmet and armor, and a scarlet cape. He rode on a snow-white horse, holding the reins with one hand and holding the sword on his waist with the other. He slowly left the city surrounded by imperial guards.
There was light rain and slanting wind, and the vast open space outside Chunming Gate was filled with desolation.
Li Chengqian stopped outside the moat, looked at the civil servants and generals who were shouting around him, and shouted loudly: "Goguryeo went against the grain, caused trouble to the border people, and coveted the territory of the Tang Dynasty. It refused to repent despite repeated orders. My father complied with the destiny and marched personally to conquer the country, working tirelessly."
For the Tang Dynasty, we have eliminated border troubles and defeated powerful enemies. Now that we are victorious and return to the court, you and I should rush to Baqiao together with Gu to welcome the Holy Emperor!"
When the civil servants, generals, and soldiers in the army heard this, they all became angry and shouted loudly: "Welcome to the Holy Master!"