cold moon is king

"Father?" Chu Jue asked suspiciously.

Chu Mu hesitated for a moment, then called out, "Father?"

Chu Jiangli took a deep breath, "I don't recognize such a stupid son as you."

Chu Jue finally understood, he chuckled twice, "Master, you and Bailifei are playing, what kind of fun is it?"

Chu Jiangli: "..."

Chu Mu couldn't help bursting out laughing, he quickly covered his mouth, and pretended to scold his unreliable brother, "Brother, what are you talking about!" He paused, "My lord is that kind of person?"

Chu Jiangli didn't think much of it in the past, but looking at it now, he felt that he couldn't let Chu Jue, Chumu and the others live here with Bailifei. It's also glib.

Chu Jiangli really didn't bother to scold them, "Are those two red slaves captured locked in a dungeon in the suburbs?"

Chu Mu nodded and said, "They've already recruited us before our things are loaded."

Chu Jiangli raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you recruiting for?"

Chu Mu said first: "They said they were only here to find Princess Hasna, and they left as soon as they found it."

Chu Jiangli naturally didn't believe it. Chinu people are the most cunning and brave warriors. After several years of long wars, Chinu's country has been exhausted. A truce is their best choice. With the third prince already imprisoned, They sent envoys to sign the contract, but they actually wanted to assassinate Chu Jiangli.

Fortunately, he saw the clues before anything happened, and arrested the malicious envoy long ago. If this matter really brought up the palace, the Emperor Longyan might be furious, and the battle would last for several years.

Chu Jue said bitterly: "Before, when they were fighting, their mouths were not so loose."

It sounded like Chu Mu was saying that something was wrong, so he could only say dryly: "Yes, yes, they used to be the ones who would rather die than recruit."

The third prince, Hasna, Mai Meng, the lines are mixed together, the reason is really unclear, Chu Jiangli frowned and thought carefully, is he really worrying too much?

Hasna came to Daxia for him, and Maimon and the other subordinates parted ways to find Hasna, the third prince, and what role did the third prince play in it?

Chu Jiangli rubbed his fingers, and said, "Did someone keep an eye on the third prince recently?"

Chu Jue paused, and said, "Chu Lan is watching. The third prince has not left the mansion recently, and has been staying in his mansion."

"Follow me to the suburbs."

Although Chinu people are treacherous, they are people who value love and righteousness. They arrested two people. If they are really related to the third prince, then they should get news from the third prince recently. Hasna and Maimen have not left the city yet. , but couldn't find any trace, it must be in the third prince's mansion.

The third prince is not easy to deal with.

The courtyard in the suburbs is in Xujia Village, the folk customs here are simple and simple, many people are still working in the fields along the way, and when they saw the carriage, they rushed to greet Chu Jue who was driving the horse.

No one would know that this dilapidated courtyard in the suburbs belonging to a big landlord surnamed Xu is actually the private residence of their beloved General Zhenyuan. A century-old tree at the door brings the courtyard into a shade, and the door is also gray. It looks inconspicuous.

Chu Jiangli pushed open the back door, and the heavy wooden door made a sharp creaking sound. It looked like the yard had not been cleaned frequently, and the dead leaves covered the green brick road, and soap boots ruthlessly trampled the fallen leaves under their feet. rustling sound.

The study room was cleaned cleanly. The books were neatly placed on the solid wooden bookshelves, but there was no sign of anyone turning them over. Chu Jiangli glanced at Chu Jue and Chu Mu who was behind him, and suddenly said: "From now on, you should still stay here." Xu Yuan."

"You can read all the books here, don't embarrass me with half-baked Chinese."

Chu Jue and Chu Mu looked at each other with a bitter face, both of them saw each other's suffering in their eyes, and they felt the sad days ahead, while Chu Mu thought that Chu Jue's poor Chinese language hurt him, they were really brothers and sisters Not one is spared.

Chu Jiangli slightly moved the inkstone on the wooden table, and saw that the stone brick on the opposite side of the table sank and turned into steps, and a path leading to the ground appeared in front of Chu Jiangli.

Chu Jue held the candle lamp and handed it over. Chu Jiangli took the candle lamp and leaned on the wall

Stepping on the steps step by step, the little fire light illuminated a small path under his feet, and hoarse coughing sounds could be heard from time to time in the darkness. When he stepped down the last step, half of the dungeon was revealed.

Chu Jiangli lit the candle lamp on the wooden table in the center of the dungeon, and the whole dungeon was filled with that dim light, and only then did he see the man locked in the iron bars in the depths.

The man was lying in the dry grass, his long curly hair was stained with a lot of grass, when he heard the sound, his closed eyes opened immediately, staring at the person in front of him with bright eyes, his parched lips were parted, There was a hissing sound in his throat, and he managed to utter a complete sentence.

"who are you?"

The hoarse voice reached Chu Jiangli's ears, but Chu Jiangli didn't answer him, he opened the iron bars on his own, poured a bowl of water from the table and walked towards him, every step the water poured from the full bowl Swinging from the middle to the outside, it fell on the bluestone brick floor, leaving a pool of dark water stains.

The man subconsciously licked his chapped lips, moved his eyes away from the bowl of water with difficulty, and looked at Chu Jiangli vigilantly. He touched his neck, and his dry, hoarse and sore throat made it difficult for him to make a sound.

When Chu Jiangli walked up to him, there was only one mouthful of water left. Chu Jiangli put the bowl on the ground in front of him. The man looked at the mouthful of water in the bowl on the ground. He swallowed, but his throat became even more astringent. Itching, the unbearable itching made him unable to bear it anymore, even if it was poison, he would drink it without hesitation.

He picked up the bowl, impatiently took the saliva into his mouth, he swallowed with some reluctance, and let the water moisten his dry tongue that was about to burn.

"Do you still want to drink?" Chu Jiangli squatted down and pinched his jaw. As soon as his jaw was loosened, the water was swallowed down the throat. The water seemed to be dripping into the desert, and his throat became even more dry and hoarse. He got up, but this dryness was dozens of times more unbearable than before. He lay down in the dry grass and nodded desperately.

"Yes." Chu Jiangli waved his hand, and Chu Jue brought a bowl of water to Chu Jiangli.

The man stared at the bowl of water, "Give it to me."

Chu Jiangli looked at the man from head to toe with cold eyes, "Tell me, the purpose of your coming to Daxia."

The man's gray-green eyes suddenly turned to Chu Jiangli, his chapped lips trembled, and he said in a weak voice, "I've already said it."

Chu Jiangli suddenly laughed, that smile was like the most beautiful sunflower in the Chinu Kingdom, but at the moment there was a coldness in the man's eyes, Chu Jiangli reached out and took out the jade pendant hidden in his sleeve and shook it in front of the man, "See Is it? You should recognize what this is."

At that moment, the man's pupils dilated slightly. He stared suspiciously at Chu Jiangli for a moment and then lowered his eyes. The pupils of his eyes trembled violently. He was greatly shocked. He would not be able to accept the fact for a while. He gritted his teeth and denied. : "No, I haven't seen it."

With a shake of Chu Jiangli's hand, half a bowl of water was poured into the withered grass in front of the man. The man held onto the grass under his hands tightly. Before he could deny it again, he heard Chu Jiangli's cold voice hitting him, " Mai Meng has been captured by us, he said he doesn't know anything, I respect him as a man, he doesn't know anything when he was cut with a knife."

The man's body trembled violently, he fell on the ground, his whole body tensed up, his muscular shoulders trembled violently, his suppressed emotions erupted, biting his lips but still crying out in pain, he raised his The dirt on his face couldn't hide the brightness of his eyes.

His lips moved, tears welled up in his eyes, washed away the dirt on his face, turned into mottled tear stains hanging on his face, he said something hastily, Chu Jiangli listened intently for a moment, and then recognized that it was Chi Nu The words, repeated inconsequentially, are all "I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

Chu Jiangli gently caressed his back, those hands seemed to be full of magical power to comfort people, he stroked down the man's back, "It's nothing, he's just fainted, he's not dead yet, don't worry about him so much mourning."

Chu Jiangli spoke Chinu language fluently, and the man raised his face to look at Chu Jiangli in surprise, "Who are you?"

Chu Jiangli pinched his chin and poured him half a bowl of water, "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that Mai Meng's life is in your hands."

"If you want him to live, he will live; if you want him to die, he will die."

The man gulped down the water, but couldn't swallow for a while, and choked into the trachea. He coughed non-stop.

He raised his upper body, grabbed Chu Jiangli's lapel with his hands, and said with a trembling voice, "I said, I said, you let Mai Meng go."

This man Chu Jiangli knew, his name was Nuer, but Nuer didn't know Chu Jiangli, and it was not that he didn't know him, but Nuer had never seen Chu Jiangli take off his mask.

Mai Meng and Chu Jiangli have fought against each other several times, and each time Nuer is the bravest, and Chu Jiangli also found that almost every time they fight, Nuer protects Mai Meng intentionally or unintentionally.

"I will not only let him go, but I will ask someone to cure him."

Nuer whispered, "I want to see him first, and then I will speak."

Chu Jiangli brushed his hand away, his cold eyes swept over the man inch by inch, as if sizing up the smallest ant, he sneered, "Did I give you the right to bargain?"

"After you finish speaking, you will naturally see him."

Nuer said again unwillingly, "I want to take another look at the jade pendant."

The shiny jade pendant was casually thrown in front of Nuer by him. With trembling hands, Nuer picked up the jade pendant and carefully identified it in front of his eyes. After looking at it for a long time, he murmured: "Yes, it's true." Yes, it's true."

Chu Jiangli took back the jade pendant, "Can we talk now?"

Nuer's thick eyelashes were half down to hide the pain in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "I said."

Seeing this, Chu Jue silently backed out of the room. He walked into the innermost cell with a bowl of water in an imitative manner, sprinkled water all the way, and when he reached the cell, most of the water in the bowl had been poured.

The person in the cell fell on the ground, slowly opened a pair of gray-green eyes to look at the person coming, he sneered and said, "It's you again."

Chu Jue was somewhat dissatisfied with his attitude, pinched his chin, "Think, drink water?"

The man suddenly let out a few muffled laughs, and he barely stopped after a while. He sneered and said, "Dongshi imitates me."

Chu Jue: "..."

Chu Jue threw him away, let him fall back to the ground heavily, and said angrily, "Then you will die of thirst."

The man sighed leisurely, as if there was nothing he could do about it, he called him: "Don't, don't, I think, I think."