No second minister

There was a strong wind at night, and the blowing curtains were whistling, Yue Zhi didn't sleep at all, and only when he opened his eyes did he realize that Xu Borong hadn't slept either.

"Prince?"

Yue Zhi called out in a low voice, Xu Borong put his index finger on his lips.

"Shh."

Following his line of sight, there was something on the top of the tent.

He got up and lit a candle, the faint light reflected Xu Borong's flushed cheeks.

"Does the prince need Chengye to take that thing down?"

"No need."

Xu Borong turned over, perhaps because he fell asleep with his clothes on, the more he persisted, he felt that the smell of alcohol on his body was a little heavier.

"How did Chengye sleep tonight?"

What he said was endless, presumably he was still drunk, so he looked at Xu Borong helplessly, and he felt much more relaxed at this moment.

"Chengye slept well."

"That's good."

Xu Borong originally had a shallow smile, but Yue Zhi saw it clearly, so the immediate consequence was that Yue Zhi forgot what he wanted to say.

Putting the candlestick aside casually, the wax oil accidentally dripped on the back of his hand, it hurt, but it also made Yuezhi understand that all of this was real - he could lie beside Xu Borong, watch him smile, and even more You can be unscrupulous and play tricks.

It was a little cold at night, he leaned closer to Xu Borong, and when he closed his eyes, he felt that the air around him became comfortable.

After lying down for about half an hour, he woke up again. He was woken up forcibly. The method used by the person who called him was rude and arrogant. Yue Zhi looked at this face. The various scars on the dark face were faint in the night. In the light it looked terribly frightening.

"Bold!"

Yuezhuan has the energy to get up, not heavy, but enough to make him forget what kind of environment he is in. The curtain of the tent was pulled up, and the wind poured into the tent to pull back Yuezhuan's rationality. With five flowers tied, the latter frowned obviously not feeling well.

"You are a direct soldier of the leader of Moxi."

Yue Zhi forced himself to calm down, only looked at the big man from head to toe and came to the conclusion that this man must have been ordered to tie Xu Borong.

Sure enough, the man looked up at Yue Zhi approvingly and said sarcastically: "I didn't expect you to be quite smart, you little brat. I thought you Dongdu people only knew how to raise rabbits, but I didn't expect you also knew how to teach. You really are nobles."

Lord Rabbit?

The more obsessed he was, he took a closer look at Xu Borong in the blink of an eye, the other person seemed to have no signs of waking up with his eyes closed, and the more he persisted in guessing what method this man Xu Borong used to make Xu Borong faint.

It's a pity that he didn't hear it, but even if he heard it, he wouldn't react too much.

He patted his face to focus on the person in front of him.

After all, although Yue Zhi was thinking about Xu Borong, the matter at hand still had to be resolved. He noticed that the big man had just mentioned people from Dongdu, and Dongdu was the capital of the king, so people from Moxi were generally not allowed to enter.

So this guy is not only a direct soldier, but also a valet who went to mourn with the leader not long ago.

However, according to his evaluation of the nobles of the Eastern Capital just now, he looked down on the nobles, because he thought that the nobles were full of extravagance.

In fact, the ministers of the Eastern Capital have always been proud of their incorruptibility. Even if they have black income in private, they will never be superficial. The courtiers are like this. In order to win the support of the courtiers, the prince who is favored by the emperor dare not show any extravagance.

Of course, except for one person.

"It turns out that the current emperor has already made a deal with the leader?"

The big man's complexion changed, and his vigilant eyes scanned the person in front of him from head to toe, and then he spoke with no sarcasm.

"Are you really a kid under ten?"

Yue Zhi smiled.

"I'm only 12 years old."

Of course, nonsense.

He doesn't know how old he is, to be precise, he doesn't even know what he looks like so far, but according to his age in his previous life, he should be twenty-one.