[Traveling] Attacking Wife Trick

Feather and arrow are in the string, the elbow moves back, and the corner of the eye glances at the shield a hundred steps away, the fingers of the bow are slightly loose, and the body is tense like a wild leopard about to catch its prey.

The sharp arrow pierced through the air, causing the surroundings to buzz.There was only a crisp sound, and the tail end of the feather arrow trembled slightly in the center of the red bull's-eye, and then stopped.

"Sure enough, good archery." Ying Cheng praised the person approaching the martial arts arena, "Chang Xi, you really have learned the true teachings of Old General Ji."

"My lord." Ji Changxi put down the bow and arrow in his hand with a smile, "I never thought you would be interested in coming here today." He usually likes to wear dark long gowns, but this time he is dressed in bright red, which is rare. He looked radiant and exuberant.

Yingcheng sized him up calmly, then said, "I'm just curious, because you come here for more than an hour every time."

Without waiting for the other party to open his mouth, Yingcheng went straight to a row of cold weapons placed in the field - double knives, long swords, and halberds, all of which were complete.Suddenly he stopped and lingered for a moment before a long spear at the end of the weapon.

This long spear was pitch black and about eight feet long.The body of the gun is engraved with the family totem, the tip of the gun is like a snake, and the blade is thin and sharp. Even in the sun, it still has a cold aura.

——It is a rare battlefield sharp weapon.

Yingcheng turned to look at Ji Changxi, "This spear must be unusual, right?"

"My lord has good eyesight." Ji Changxi walked to his side and said, "This is a weapon inherited from the Ji family, the Dragon Spear."

Yingcheng took down the spear and weighed it in his hand, it was very heavy. "Made by Xuantie. It is probably very handy to fight and kill the enemy."

"The prince is also interested in these?"

It's not so much for interest... Yingcheng sighed in his heart, but for coping.

Although the original host of his body didn't like poetry and books, he was good at juggling knives and guns.Speaking of this, one may ask—since he has become the new master of the body, surely a few punches and kicks are no problem, right?However, the heavens can learn from it. Although Yingcheng has all the memories of that unlucky ghost before, but his hardware cannot keep up with the facilities, that is to say-he knows that he is very powerful, but he has no way to display these powerful skills. .After all, in the time and space where he once lived, it was impossible to come into contact with such a heavy weapon.If you can't improve your strength, no matter how much you know about the operation theory, it will be useless.

In order not to expose himself, Yingcheng has put in a lot of effort in riding, shooting and fighting over the past year, but this cannot be done overnight.So, now he can barely draw the bow and shoot the arrow.It's really hard to hit the bull's-eye like Ji Changxi did.As for swords, guns and halberds, he has gradually become familiar with them, but if he is allowed to fight on the battlefield, he will never return.

In half a year, after the winter celebration, there will be spring hunting. At that time, all the royal relatives, powerful officials and officials will gather in the hunting ground, and if I continue like this... I will definitely be ashamed and thrown to the west.

This series of thoughts was only in the blink of an eye, and Ying Cheng felt that since there was a ready-made teacher here, it would be useless not to learn.He said, "Chang Xi doesn't know something. Although I am interested, I often practice, but I still don't get the point, and the effect is not great." He paused, and his tone was a little tentative, "I don't know—Chang Xi, you Would you like to give me pointers?"

"Thanks to the lord, I don't dare to give advice," Ji Changxi was a little surprised to see the other party being so modest, "We can discuss more in the future."

"This suggestion is very good, let's learn from each other—" Ying Cheng clapped his hands, "It's better to hit the sun than choose the day, let's do it now."

"Yes." Ji Changxi didn't hesitate at all, stepped aside, and stretched out his hand to sweep over the neatly arranged weapons, "The prince can choose whatever he wants, or you can choose the Dragon Spear if you want."

Yingcheng shook his head, but didn't tell the cruel truth - your dark iron spear is too heavy!

In the end, he chose the one that was quite suitable for him, a six-foot snake spear.

When he stood in the center of the martial arts arena again, Ji Changxi had been waiting for him for a long time.

The man held the Dragon Spear and stood with his hands behind his back.She is dressed in red, with a smile on her lips, but a pair of dark eyes are deep and stern, and her tall and straight figure is like a green pine.For some reason, Ji Changxi's appearance seemed to let Yingcheng see him wearing armor and riding horses on the battlefield, as fierce as a thunderbolt.

The third son of the Ji family, the youngest young general in Daliang, is really—very good.

Concentrated, Ying Cheng concealed his chaotic thoughts, and said slowly, "Chang Xi is ready?"

"Of course." The eyes of the two met, Ji Changxi did not hide or dodge, and pointed the point of the gun across the ground, "My lord, please."

The collision of weapons, the clash of spears and spears, and the sound of iron war drums made people's heart beat faster and their blood excited.Both of them used [-]% of their strength in this so-called competition.

After receiving the opponent's forceful blow, Yingcheng only felt his tiger's mouth tingle a little. He stabilized his foot, changed his move to swing vertically, and the snake spear formed a circle, sticking to the barrel of the Dragon Spear, trying to break through from the side.

However, Ji Changxi saw through his intentions, and leaned away, not giving Yingcheng time to react, and shot away and stood upright, blocking the attack.His moves are unpredictable, his posture is vigorous and full of strength, like a war-loving beast, returning to his nature.Holding the Dragon Spear tightly and turning around to volley in the air is an imposing piercing chop.

Yingcheng's phoenix eyes sank, and he narrowly dodged it. The tip of the spear shook and attacked his waist without stopping for a moment.After being blocked, the spear turned over, stabbing straight at the person like a thunderstorm.

On the martial arts arena, the two figures of Yin Hong and Zhan Qing came and went, and the moves were smooth and smooth, which made people feel a sense of dazzling beauty and surprise.

I saw Ji Changxi's spear tip suddenly shook, turned like a dragon, and moved vigorously.Yingcheng defended him with a snake spear, blocking the tip of the spear and dispelling the force.However, he forgot that the other party was holding the Black Iron Dragon Spear.

Ji Changxi slammed her wrist hard, the gun body rotated, and there was a clear blast, and the snake spear in Yingcheng's hand had been broken into two from the middle.

Both of them froze on the spot.

Ji Changxi reacted a little faster, quickly dropped the weapon in his hand, and held Ying Cheng's hands to check whether his wrist bones and arms were injured.

"My lord, I'm sorry... I didn't control my strength for a while." After confirming that the other party was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it's fine, otherwise I really wouldn't be enough to apologize with death."

Amused by his words, Yingcheng comforted, "It's not such an exaggeration, I'm fine. But——you really surprised me." Recalling the clip just now, that may be Ji Changxi's true nature ——Iron-blooded yet with a frightening sharpness.But the him who was by his side during this time was polite, gentle and quiet, presumably he had restrained all his brilliance.

Yingcheng suddenly felt that a person like Ji Changxi should be unrestrained and unrestrained, but a marriage decree imprisoned his life.If the other party marries someone other than himself, will his arrogance and sharpness be worn away?This kind of assumption is unbearable just to think about it.

"Why did you agree to marry me?" Ying Cheng opened his mouth unconsciously, "After all, I—" I don't have a good reputation.

Ji Changxi glanced at him, sat on the ground, and asked calmly, "Then why did the prince agree to marry me?"

Yingcheng laughed, and sat down, "I see you through. No matter how tightly you are bound by those rules—" He leaned close to Ji Changxi's ear, and whispered, "In his bones, he is not an obedient person."

"Each each other."

"Ji Changxi, Ji Changxi..." Ying Cheng lay down on the soft grass, looked at the blue sky and said, "You really should pursue what you want."

"Even a kite that has sunk into the sky is pulled by an imperceptible thin thread. Besides, I am not as high as them..." Ji Changxi was silent for a long time, and finally sighed softly, "It is always a father's order."

Yingcheng was a little dazed, yes, he is not the emperor's order.So this can be considered as the same fate?

In the witch hazel workshop, a carved wooden door cuts off the smiling and soft talking outside.

Luo Qingyao's long legs were slightly bent, with one hand resting on his knee, he spread out the jade bone fracture fan, and said leisurely, "Since you got married, you have only come out three times in total. Prince Rui is sitting on a beautiful family like a flower, and he has given up three thousand beauties ?"

His Highness Prince Rui who was being teased at this moment didn't care at all, because he was in a good mood, so he followed the other party's words, "There is a couple for a lifetime, now I have him, that's enough."

As soon as this remark came out, the folding fan in Luo Qingyao's hand fell to the ground in shock, "It's true! What kind of ability does that Ji family have to make you--" Halfway through the speech, he saw Ying Cheng holding back his smile. After taking a sip of the wine in the glass, his face turned dark immediately, "Okay, you boring bastard, you're lying to me again."

"Wishers take the bait, who made you so easy to be fooled?"

"I really care about you, and you are not in good shape." Luo Qingyao glared at someone very unhappy, "I am not joking with you, I have a piece of news here, I wonder if you have heard it, and your family It's related to the king."

The hand holding the wine glass paused, and Ying Cheng's tone was still not in a hurry, "Let me listen to you."

"Northern Xinjiang is a bit unbalanced again. Mr. Ji San had been stationed there with Old General Ji. I wonder if he will return to Northern Xinjiang this time?"

His heart tightened belatedly, and Ying Cheng replied, "I haven't heard him mention it."

"I just want to tell you that the other two from the Ji family have already gone there anyway."

Nodding his head, Yingcheng suppressed the surging doubts. What Luo Qingyao said...Ji Changxi must have known about it a long time ago, but he never told himself.Is that person planning to go or not?

Just as he was thinking about something, Wushuang opened the door and walked in. His face was a little pale and his chin became sharp.Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he has lost a lot of weight during these days.

When Wushuang saw Yingcheng, there was unconcealable joy and excitement in his eyes, but because of Luo Qingyao's presence, he forcibly suppressed his emotions and saluted Yingcheng.

"That's enough—when the main character comes on stage, I won't be that boring person anymore." Luo Qingyao got up and winked at Ying Cheng, "A good night needs to be cherished, my lord, farewell."

The room fell silent, Yingcheng and Wushuang sat and stood, no one came to break the silence.

Thinking that it's not an option to care about each other without words, and thinking of the romantic tent between the person in front of him and the former host, he couldn't help but want to sigh.

"Wushuang." After thinking for a long time, Ying Cheng said, "These days, are you... how are you doing?" In fact, this is a big nonsense.

Wushuang bit her lower lip, and finally nodded.

Too compromising temperament, I really don't know what to do.

"Come here, I have something to tell you." Ying Cheng motioned him to sit beside him for a while.

However, Wushuang knelt in front of Yingcheng and refused to move.

"Wushuang, is your mind still the same? You still want to follow me?"

Wushuang fixedly looked at the man who was as beautiful as a crown jade in front of him, and said, "Yes, my heart will never change."

Inexplicably, I thought of Ji Changxi's calm and smiling look, the high-spirited look of holding the dragon spear in his hand, and the helplessness when the other party said that his father's fate was hard to break.

Yingcheng's gaze rested on Wushuang's face, "You must keep in mind what I said today. Wushuang, if you are with someone who doesn't love you, this kind of life will be extremely difficult." He expressed calmly, "Rather than endure In this kind of life, it is better to live freely and don't be so persistent."

"What about the prince? You will be with Mr. Ji for the rest of your life, won't you be suffering?"

Yingcheng smiled, but didn't speak, but waved his hand to let the other party stop talking.

Wushuang finally shed a line of tears, "I used to think you were just heartless, but now... you are truly heartless."

I don't intend to refute, because what Wushuang said is right.He is not the Yingcheng from before, since he doesn't love him, he has to make it clear.Of course, he can give the other party plenty of choices, but he can't give himself the slightest emotion.

Wushuang seemed to have made up his mind, and when he raised his head again, he was firm enough to say, "No matter what, I just want to follow the prince. This is my decision, and I will never regret it."

Why can you love someone so much?I don't understand, I don't understand.Even if the other party doesn't love you half a cent, you still have no complaints or regrets, is it worth it?

Ying Cheng lowered his long eyelashes, sighed and almost said to himself, "It's up to you."

After returning to the mansion, he happened to meet Ji Changxi coming out of the front hall.Yingcheng asked him about northern Xinjiang, and the man said that it is true that northern Xinjiang has not been stable recently, but it is just some barbarians' small troubles, so Yingcheng can rest assured that there is no need to worry too much.

"Then you..." Yingcheng asked a question that he was more concerned about, "Will you go to northern Xinjiang?"

"Not for the time being." Ji Changxi wondered why he suddenly mentioned this, "If you want to go, His Majesty will issue an order. I can't act without permission. Everyone must obey the military order."

Ying Cheng groaned, and in a corner of his heart that he didn't notice, he quietly let go.

A few days later, he inquired again from the prince, and sure enough, the northern border had returned to calm.Only this time did he completely let go of the burden, and then passed the news to Ji Changxi.

Yingcheng knows that although Ji Changxi doesn't show anything on the surface, she likes to keep everything in her heart.His father and elder brother are both in northern Xinjiang, so it's no wonder he isn't worried.So the first time I want to make that person feel at ease.

After this matter came to an end for a while, the two of them resumed their days of joking with each other comfortably.The two of them are about the same age, plus they stay together every day and practice together in the martial arts field in the morning, so getting along becomes more and more natural.Sometimes when the excitement comes up, they will play and chat together at night, if it is too late, Yingcheng will simply live with Ji Changxi, so as not to run back and forth between the two courtyards.

Mu Tang was very happy about this: his young master and the prince get along well, so naturally they couldn't be better.

Only Ning Xiang knew that this was not the case at all.

In the carefree passage of time, spring comes and summer goes, autumn passes and winter stops.The annual winter celebration of the Daliang Dynasty is about to start decoration.And on the day when the celebration comes, the whole Daliang will stay up all night and revel in the dawn.

Yingcheng felt that this so-called celebration was the New Year's Eve in his own time and space before he traveled.Everyone got together lively and had a reunion dinner to create a festive atmosphere.And in Daliang, the palace will hold a feast on that day, and all civil and military officials will gather in front of the hall to pray for the country's good weather and abundant grains in the new year, and then watch songs and dances, and taste delicious food and wine.

It sounds good, but——

Yingcheng was very troubled because he had to make some plans for this celebration dinner.Why is it so hard to be a prince...

After finally discussing all the matters with the prince, he went to Chongming Palace to look for his father, Fengjun Zhanxiao, in a daze.

In December, the weather is already bitingly cold, and there have been several heavy snowfalls in recent days. Looking around at this moment, the imperial palace at night is covered by a sheet of pure white.

Zhan Xiao was very happy when he saw Ying Cheng, he asked his son for a while, and asked if getting along with Ji Changxi was going well.Yingcheng answered all of them.

"Is the prince calling you into the palace this time for a celebration?"

Ying Cheng nodded, "We have discussed everything with the Prince's brother, and we will just order someone to prepare for it."

Zhan Xiao looked at him for a long time, with love and helplessness in his eyes, lightly stroked Ying Cheng's hair, and said, "You, after what happened a year ago, you must be more careful in the future. Don't be too sharp , Mu Xiu Yu Lin Feng will destroy it." Zhan Xiao didn't know what to think of, his expression was a little cold, and his hand on Ying Cheng's shoulder was also a little bit harder, "Chenger, the palace is too big, and people's hearts are sinister. Security Be yourself."

"Don't worry dad, I will."

A year ago, Yingcheng fell into a coma due to an accident, so now he has the opportunity to enter this body.But that accident... obviously, was man-made.

Court disputes, intrigues, intrigues.For the highest position, countless people want to step on other people's corpses to move forward steadily.Yingcheng is no stranger to these things, to be exact, he is no longer strangers this year.His father is Liang Guojun, his father is the master of the harem, and his own brother is the future prince.And he himself... is both the star and the moon, and also - the target of criticism.

After coming out of the palace, the night became darker, as thick as ink, and the gloomy moonlight made one's heart seem to be covered with a layer of tulle, airtight, oppressive and melancholy.

Every household around has hung red lanterns, and patterns and couplets symbolizing auspiciousness and well-being are pasted on the doors.

Everything was so harmonious and happy, but Ying Cheng started to lose his mind.

Yes, it was undeniable that he was starting to miss his family.In another time and space, my own parents and sister.

The New Year's Eve is coming soon, everyone is reuniting with the family, and when will he be able to reunite with his family?

It was as if a big hole had been pierced through by someone forcefully, and a strong wind passed through, making it cold and painful.

Ying Cheng suddenly said, "Stop the sedan chair."

The attendant who had been following outside the sedan chair asked, "My lord, what's the matter?"

Seeing Yingcheng walking out of the sedan chair, the cold wind woke him up, but his heart was even more empty.

"This king wants to walk by himself, so don't follow."

"But my lord, at this hour..."

Yingcheng ignored the other party at all, but just walked forward on his own.

The attendants at the back were a little at a loss, and they could only follow Yingcheng from a distance, step by step with the bearers.

I don't know what I'm thinking, and it seems like I can't think about anything.There was a little panic in my heart, and my head was muddled.

Yingcheng didn't care about his face being hurt by the blowing.It was as if he had lost his sense of pain and everything, like a walking dead.

This still unfamiliar world——

The road seems to be getting longer and longer, darker and darker, and my chest is getting more and more empty.

Then, Yingcheng heard someone calling himself, calling out very softly, "My lord."

He looked up and saw Ji Changxi.

The man was dressed in white, standing in the heavy snow, holding a crimson oil-paper fan, smiling quietly, "The night is very cold and frosty, I'll pick you up."

As if being dragged into this time and space by life, Yingcheng remained silent, looking away from Ji Changxi.

So, Ji Changxi walked slowly, step by step, to Ying Cheng's side, a paper fan cut off his emptiness, "Let's go, go home."

The temperature in the heart suddenly began to rise, and then it was filled with a mass of soft stuff, full and stable.

Many things change in just a moment, so Yingcheng took one last look at the person beside him at this moment.

He eventually drifted away with Ji Changxi, leaving a faded figure of his back in the boundless snowy night.