The First Tyrant of Daxia

Muzhou.

Qin Yun had just won a battle. After celebrating with the entire army, he took a hot bath to wash off the blood on his body.

When he had some free time, he discovered that he had suffered some minor injuries in the Valley of the Trap.

The maid Qingniao was applying medicine to him, meticulously and seriously, looking very girlish. This girl was sent by Prince Shunxun's palace, about 28 years old, with skin as white as a peach.

"Your Majesty, the medicine has been applied. Would you like me to help you go and rest?"

She looked expectant, and the white, fragrant sweat on her forehead was very tempting.

But Qin Yun just took a look and didn't follow up. He smiled friendly and said, "No need. Go down and ask Jinyiwei for some reward money."

Hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed across Bluebird's eyes.

This was the most powerful emperor of his time, the supreme ruler. Many women wanted to get close to him and talk to him but couldn't. She also wanted to fly up to him and become a phoenix, but...

She didn't dare to say anything more, she knelt down and said obediently: "Yes, thank you for your grace, Your Majesty."

Qin Yun closed his eyes and didn't reply.

There is no man in the world who is not interested in membrane, but he already has enough women and is past the age of impulse.

Unless, she is extremely beautiful, or the relationship has developed to a certain point.

The sandalwood incense rises and the palace is peaceful.

He didn't know how long it had been, but he had a dream, a bloody dream!

In the dream, a woman was screaming, the kind of heart-wrenching scream that tore the sheets and shattered her teeth, making one's scalp tingle. It seemed that she was pregnant for ten months and had a difficult delivery.

Qin Yun woke up with a start, sweating a little, but found that it was just a dream.

He hadn't dreamed for a long time. Was he too tired? He was panting, feeling very uneasy, frowning tightly, and had a terrible idea in his mind.

Could it be that a girl in the imperial capital is about to give birth?

wrong!

The time doesn't match up.

I have only been in Muzhou for a few days, and Mu Ci and others will not give birth so quickly.

"call!"

He let out a long breath, confirmed again and again, and sighed that it was a false alarm.

"I don't know what Xuan Yunzi is doing now. If this half-immortal were here, we could ask him to interpret the dream."

He muttered to himself, his voice barely falling.

creak.

The door was pushed open.

Qin Yun looked over reflexively. What did he say?

"His Majesty."

"Yes, this old servant, King Shunxun wants to see you." Old Feng said softly.

Qin Yun stood up with his upper body naked and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Eleventh brother? He can get out of bed and walk so soon?"

Old Feng smiled bitterly and said, "The prince is strong-willed. He wants to get out of bed even with a sword. It seems that Miss Liu has been taking care of the prince closely these past two days."

"After your majesty's last warning, the prince seemed to have figured it out."

"I heard that... Miss Liu took care of the prince's injured leg last night and did not leave her room all night."

Hearing this, Qin Yun's face looked strange: "Take care of the injured leg? Didn't leave all night?"

"A third leg?"

Mr. Feng was stunned and laughed awkwardly.

Qin Yun then revealed a smile that all men understand: "Haha, this eleventh brother has made progress. No matter what, I am happy for him."

As he said this, he casually put on his black clothes and said, "Mr. Feng, have someone send some tonic rouge to Miss Liu. If she refuses to accept it, she can say that we are family and should not have different opinions."

"If you don't accept Big Brother's things, it's disrespectful!"

Old Feng nodded: "Yes, I will do it immediately."

……

After a while, Qin Yun dressed neatly and met King Shunxun in the garden of Muzhou Palace.

He really couldn't sit still for a day. His injuries had not healed yet and one of his legs was still limping, but he went out with a sword in his hand.

The two of them took a stroll.

Qin Ci looked embarrassed and tried his best to explain: "Brother, you misunderstood. Miss Liu and I just chatted all night last night."

"Our friendship should be limited to a certain point."

"There will be no transgression!"

Qin Yun looked at his anxious face, which turned red, and he was incredulous. A man and a woman were alone in the same room, and they still had to stop at a certain point? Even a saint couldn't do that.

If you get a little closer, it will probably summon some ferocious beasts.

"Humph!"

"Do you think you can fool me?"

"Miss Liu has already confessed to me."

Qin Ci was embarrassed and exclaimed: "Ah?"

Qin Yun looked down on him: "Now you've been exposed, haven't you?"

Qin Ci realized that he had been cheated and was so embarrassed that he just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

Qin Yun saw that he wanted to save face, so he stopped teasing him and changed the subject, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Qin Ci took a deep breath and said, "I came here for the matter of Zhu Rong. May I ask what the next plan is? I will rest for a few more days at most, and then I can go into battle and kill the enemy."

"The Twelve Riders of Yanyun all think about revenge day and night!"

Qin Yun smiled bitterly: "Eleventh brother, your injuries haven't healed yet, why are you going into battle and killing enemies?"

"You should rest peacefully during this period. Take care of this leg and that leg. What's the point of fighting? Isn't romance good?"

Qin Ci didn't understand the leg, pursed his lips and said guiltily: "I have not been able to help my brother, and I always feel uneasy. I have failed to live up to your promotion."

Qin Yun patted his shoulder heavily: "Okay, don't think too much. We are from the same mother, why should we ask for anything in return?"

"The matter regarding the Jurchens is already very clear."

"Since the elephant army was defeated this time, I speculate that Zhu Rong will be eager to take revenge, and this will be exactly what I want."

Qin Ci's eyes lit up: "What specific plans does my brother have?"

Qin Yun curled his lips and said, "We just finished fighting last night. Even a donkey needs to take a rest, right?"

Qin Ci scratched his head awkwardly and said with a smile: "That's true, my royal brother, please rest more and don't hurt your body. Otherwise, when I return to the imperial capital, the spit of the civil and military officials will drown me."

"Hahaha!" Qin Yun laughed and chatted with him in the sunlight.

"The most terrifying thing is not the civil and military officials, but your sister-in-law. They all can't bear to see me suffer."

Qin Ci showed a hint of envy on his face. His royal brother's wives were all beautiful and well-mannered women. They had accompanied his royal brother through obscurity and hardship, and had gone through many turbulences without leaving him.

Admirable and lamentable!

Afterwards, the two walked to a pool of water.

Qin Yun suddenly sighed with emotion, his voice was magnetic: "Old friends are withering away, like leaves falling in the wind..."

Qin Ci was curious: "Who are you talking about, my brother? Did an important official in the court pass away?"

Qin Yun shook his head slightly, standing with his hands behind his back. His jade-like face became more mature, and he said with sympathy: "That's not the case. I am talking about the opponents who died. Without them, there would be no me and the powerful Daxia today."

"Like the former grassland hero, Ashina Yuangu. I really admire him. He is very capable, has great talents and plans, and is loyal to the Turks. Unfortunately..."

"Life without him is boring. No one in Jurchen can give me the pressure like Yuan Gu does, making the whole Daxia tense."

He showed a trace of regret, perhaps mortal enemies are often close friends.

What Yuangu had planned for the Turks in the past was also what he was planning for the Han people.