The eldest son is fierce

Zhuge Yunjue put down the book in his hand. The book was the one he had hidden and had not finished reading on the night of the decisive battle. He stuffed it into his arms and planned to sit on Tang Yi's body after the victory of the battle, take out the book and continue reading it. It would be best if he could find a few painters to come and paint that picture.

It must be a masterpiece that will be passed down to future generations, and perhaps it will be auctioned for a sky-high price hundreds of years later.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. The weather was not good and I was unable to sit on Tang Yi's corpse to read and paint. I could only sit in this shabby cell full of dead grass to finish reading the unfinished book.

After all, if you don’t finish watching it, you will never have the chance to finish watching it.

After tidying up the books and placing them on the thatch, Zhuge Yunjue struggled to get up from the ground. He first raised his hands to tidy up his weed-like long hair, then straightened his clothes. Like a woman admiring herself in the mirror, he raised his hands and looked around at himself, then shook his head in disappointment.

"No, I'm too thin. I can't handle more than 56,000 dollars."

Zhuge Yunjue waved his sleeves twice, rolled them up, looked at Tang Yi and said with a smile: "More than 56,000 lives. It seems that the loss of this battle seems to have exceeded Tang Yi's expectations."

"I'm happy that you're so angry. What does this mean? It means I'm successful!"

Tang Yi narrowed his eyes, unable to suppress the murderous intent in his body any longer: "Why? You collude with foreign enemies and kill your fellow soldiers, and you feel proud of it?"

This one sentence seemed to have touched Zhuge Yunjue's reverse scale. He rushed towards Tang Yi with his fangs and claws bared in an instant like an enraged beast.

Qin Shujian and Meixiang drew their swords instantly, but Tang Yi, who was standing in front, was faster. He kicked Zhuge Yunjue hard in the chest, kicking him away instantly.

Although his martial arts skills are not very good now, they are enough to deal with scholars like Zhuge Yunjue.

Zhuge Yunjue's body slammed heavily against the wall several meters away, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot. After his body fell to the ground, he felt as if all his internal organs seemed to have shifted. The severe pain made his body spasm uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but let out a wail from his throat.

If nothing unexpected happened, three or four ribs were broken, but even so, he still struggled hard to get up from the ground. However, Tang Yi's kick was too heavy, and when he stood up, he looked like a drunk, his feet wobbling and he couldn't even stand steadily.

Zhuge Yunjue tried hard to steady himself, raised his finger and pointed at Tang Yi and laughed, his laughter sounding like the howling of a ghost.

"Ahem...haha...hehehe..."

"Reason, reason, and more reason. I'm fed up with all that bullshit."

Zhuge Yunjue opened his mouth and blood spurted out, but he didn't care at all: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, this is the greatest truth in the world. If I win today, it will be you, Tang Yi, who will lead the foreign enemies into the pass."

"History books, history, in which dynasty or generation isn't compiled by the victors?"

Qin Shujian subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand. The current Zhuge Yunjue was different from the Zhuge Yunjue a few days ago. A few days ago, the old man was still begging them for mercy, but now, he was begging for death.

Moreover, he really wanted to die together with Tang Yi.

Tang Yi noticed the tension on Qin Shujian's face, raised his hand and patted her shoulder to indicate that everything was fine, then turned to look at Zhuge Yunjue and said, "Zhuge Yunjue, you are so pitiful."

The voice was calm and unperturbed.

Zhuge Yunjue was angry, unwilling, and hated the injustice of heaven. He was venting his failure, or in other words, he was trying to find a point in his failure that could crush Tang Yi and prove that he was not defeated so completely.

So what if I lost? I, Zhuge Yunjue, am still a hero, and I still caused Tang Yi to suffer heavy losses. But now, Tang Yi only had to say a few words, and he was pierced by thousands of arrows.

To him, these few words were more painful than being cut into pieces with 36,000 knives!

"You are talking nonsense, you are talking nonsense, you are pitiful, you are pitiful!"

"I'm Zhuge Yunjue, a great scholar in the literary world, and the chief aide to the Princess's residence. I can have whatever I want, and I can get whatever women I want... Haha, am I pitiful? What's there to be pitiful about me?"

Zhuge Yunjue collapsed and turned around twice in the cell, furious. His originally elegant and handsome face was covered with saliva, snot, and blood. He no longer had the calmness and composure of the past. At this moment, he looked more like a gambler who had lost badly, crazy and ferocious.

Tang Yi supported the iron door with both hands and said disdainfully, "I'm just a servant under your skirt. What's there to be proud of?"

Zhuge Yunjue's roar came to an abrupt end.

"Oh, no no no, sorry, I said the wrong thing."

Tang Yi thought of the information the Jinyiwei had found out, and folded his hands as he added, "Zhuge Yunjue, you're not even considered a subordinate. According to the Jinyiwei's surveillance of the princess, you've slept with her three times in total."

"But I'm sorry, the one who slept with you three times was the maidservant beside her. Her name was... what was it?"

"Qingyi." Luoluo added.

"Oh, yes, it's Qingyi."

Tang Yi sighed a few times, his face full of regret: "How pitiful, you treat her as your lover, want to be connected with your lover, and even do so many shameful things for her, but in the end she plays tricks on you..."

"By the way, the eldest princess's chest is quite large, much more majestic than Qingyi's. How could you not have noticed it?"

Qin Shujian sneered and said, "The file says that they were blindfolded every time. How could he know? Besides... the princess never let him touch it. What the eyes see is not necessarily more real than what the hands hold."

Meixiang smiled and covered her lips. She raised her hand and held Tang Yi's hand and shook it. She said in a charming voice: "Husband, according to the records, this old guy played quite coquettishly..."

Tang Yi's mouth twitched. What do you mean? Blame your husband for having too few postures?

Zhuge Yunjue was stunned on the spot, his eyes were lifeless, his face was dull, and his whole body was petrified as if he had been struck by lightning.

The woman who had sex with him and called him "great" was not the woman he had been thinking about? How could this be possible? This was impossible. This must be Tang Yi's conspiracy.

Yes, it’s a conspiracy!

Zhuge Yunjue roared in his heart, but he could not control the thoughts and ideas in his head. He knew that what Tang Yi said was true. The woman covered his eyes every time they had sex because she didn't want him to see it was her.

"Haha, haha, hahaha..."

"So that's how it is, haha, I finally understand."

Zhuge Yunjue laughed hysterically: "I should have guessed it long ago. That woman has no heart. I actually want her heart. Haha, ridiculous, really ridiculous."

Zhuge Yunjue suddenly raised his head and stared at Tang Yi jokingly: "Tang Shuai, you are a man who knows how to play when you kill people and destroy their hearts..."

"Since you told me such an important secret, I'll tell you a secret too."

"Yun Kui, the Director of the Imperial Observatory, has returned to Kyoto. For the past ten years, he has been living secretly in southern Xinjiang, helping the princess plan something. Do you know what it is?"