The prince is shameless

The next day, the second prince of the Northern Dynasty was about to go to war, and most of the residents in the city rushed to see him off at Chen Shi.

It's just that when everyone didn't pay attention, a light blue figure quietly followed the bustling crowd out of the city.

That night, Xie Yi stood quietly in the empty room, watching Wen Xing's few words of farewell, his face was terribly gloomy.

"His Highness, what's wrong with His Highness? But what happened to Second Young Master Wen?"

Fu Lu didn't know what happened to Xie Yi, but only knew that there was no one in Wen Xing's room, only a small note.

Xie Yi took a deep breath, and gradually clenched the hand holding the note.

"Wen Xing..."

Full of anger and loss slowly overflowed.

Xie Yi violently overturned everything on the table to the ground.

The crackling sound fell all over the ground, and the fragments of the porcelain cup bloomed like sharp petals, ruthlessly scratching Xie Yi's heart.

Fu Lu and the other court ladies hurriedly knelt down on the ground and said in unison: "Your Highness, calm down!"

The small note had already been crumpled, Xie Yi suddenly smiled.

Angrily smirked.

He knew why Wen Xing had to pack his things yesterday.

He can be regarded as knowing why Wen Xing returned to his gentle attitude last night.

He knew why Wen Xing didn't insist on refuting his unreasonable supplementary conditions before.

Because Wen Xing didn't intend to wait by his side for half a year at all!And he didn't believe his intentions at all!

Xie Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of coldness flashed in his deep eyes.

Ah Xing, just wait, I won't ask you to escape.

-

On this side, Wen Xing, who was rushing to the next town, shuddered fiercely, and a chill emerged spontaneously.

Is it getting colder?

He looked at the bright sunshine in front of his eyes, but ruled out this guess.

Now it's still important to hurry, the weather or something, as long as it doesn't rain, it's fine.

Wen Xing was only distracted for a short while, and continued to concentrate on his journey until he found a foothold before turning back to look in the direction of Zhang'an City.

After today, I won't go back for at least half a year, and maybe... I won't go back again.

On the battlefield, the sword has no eyes, who knows if he will be the one who will die in the next moment?

But in any case, this can be regarded as fulfilling his distant dream, the dream of going to battle to kill the enemy and charge for the country.

Wen Xing sighed leisurely, forced himself not to think about the details of Zhang Ancheng, turned around resolutely with the mentality that he could not go back, and prepared to find out where he could join the army.

The breeze blew past, raising the corner of Wen Xing's clothes, and blowing down the scorching demon in front of the inn.

I hope it is a blessing and not a curse.

-

In February of the 26th year of Anlong, the Yunwu clan suddenly declared war, and the eldest son of the Wen family was ordered to resist, and obediently handed over military affairs after the arrival of the second prince of the Northern Dynasty.

In March, Wen Guang and Xu Yunning intended to rebel, and Qiu Hou asked to be executed.Thinking that Wen Yu still had the heart to protect the country, he was exiled to the western border.

Wen's second son was confirmed to be Wen's adopted son who didn't know about it. He asked to be released on the second day after his acquittal, and quietly disappeared from everyone's sight.

In June of the 26th year of Anlong, the second prince, Xie Liansheng, had more victories than defeats, and drove the Yunwu tribe back more than [-] miles beyond the border, and the two sides were at a stalemate.

Emperor Anlong, who wanted to replace the general, waited and waited. Prince Xie Yi asked to go to the border for inspection, and Emperor Anlong agreed.

June in the south was filled with restless heat. In the Northern Dynasty barracks, a few soldiers were talking and laughing.

"Hey, how long do you think this battle will last? I want to go back and visit my mother."

A gentleman-looking soldier had a sad expression on his face, as if he was joining the army for the first time.

Another rough one patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the Yunwu tribe is just our defeated general. They should have retreated when they hit this level several times before, but this time they still refused to run away for some reason. .But I reckon it won't be long. Just wait, and sooner or later they'll be fucked."

Now that the country is strong and Xie Lian is trusted by Emperor Anlong, almost all the soldiers are confident that they will win this battle.

"Hey little brother, do you think so?"

The strong man poked Wen Xing who was sitting beside him.

Wen Xing replied with a smile: "That's natural, it's just a matter of time."

Although he agrees like this, he is somewhat uncertain.

After joining the army for four months, Wen Xing also learned more or less about the Yunwu tribe. According to the battle this time, he felt that the Yunwu tribe might want to fight to the death.

But what are they planning?

Wen Xing really couldn't figure it out, and didn't plan to figure it out.

Anyway, these are what the leader should consider, and he, an insignificant soldier, doesn't need to think so much.

Just as he was chatting and laughing with the rest of the soldiers, the "leader" Xie Lian suddenly walked over quickly.

"General."

The soldiers who had been sitting here and there stood up immediately, orderly.

Wen Xing mingled among them, bowing his head slightly.

Although he made a certain disguise for his appearance, he still took the attitude of being cautious.

Simply Xie Lian would not pay attention to Xiao Bing's strangeness, he nodded coldly with a straight face.

Xie Lian was always approachable in the barracks on weekdays, and rarely had such a serious moment.

Wen Xing was suspicious.

Could it be that the Yunwu tribe has made some moves?

Not only Wen Xing, but most of the other soldiers also had the same idea, and couldn't help but become more solemn, waiting for Xie Lian's order.

Unexpectedly, Xie Lian could only maintain his seriousness for less than a moment, and suddenly he was discouraged again, and said listlessly: "Today, my brother, the Crown Prince, is coming over, you... you guys go to my military tent Make a show and be serious."

Wen Xing was taken aback.

What is Xie Yi doing here?Supervising the army?

However, according to the current situation, it seems that there is no need to supervise the army.

The brawny man was bold and straight-tempered, and upon hearing the words, he asked directly, "What is the crown prince doing in the army?"

Xie Lian curled his lips and replied: "I will inspect it. Brother Huang has been thinking of pulling me back to the court, and another general will come over. Remember, behave better, or I will really have to leave."

While speaking, Xie Lian sighed heavily.

He couldn't figure it out, Xie Yi obviously supported him in the war, why was he desperately thinking about letting him go back this time?

And still refused to say why.

Seeing Xie Lian's sullen look, Wen Xing couldn't bear it.

Xie Lian's ambition is to fight after all, even if he escaped this battle, who knows if there will be any accidents next time?

You can't stop him again and again, can you?

After all, this is only a temporary solution, not the root cause. Is it too much for Xie Yi to protect Yu Xie Lian like Xie Yi?

But it is impossible for him to persuade Xie Yi himself, I hope he can understand a little bit in the future.No matter how you say it, Xie Lian is an excellent general, so it's a pity to bury him here.

Wen Xing secretly sighed a few words in his heart, then regained his emotions.

Then Xie Lian didn't give them too much time for a few "lucky" face soldiers, and hurriedly drove them to the commander's tent, pretending to be practicing.

Wen Xing followed the drill very relaxedly at first, until a small soldier came to report the arrival of His Royal Highness, his heart tightened suddenly, and the gun in his hand almost fell.

"That one over there, be serious, don't be distracted." Xie hurriedly reminded.

Wen Xing nodded, and said a few words of apology before he stabilized his mind.

Wen Xing hadn't seen Xie Yi for four months, and suddenly Wen Xing was looking forward to it but also timid.

He smiled bitterly, secretly spurning his inexplicable psychology.

In any case, he came out to escape from Xie Yi, which would be good, but he was actually looking forward to seeing each other again.

I just hope that Xie Yi can't recognize his lame disguise.

Seeing that Wen Xing had adjusted, Xie Lian seemed to be slowly preparing to welcome his imperial brother.

A touch of apricot yellow came from far and near, and Xie Yi looked more and more calm when Siyue disappeared.

"Brother Huang."

Xie Lian whispered with a slight smile, somewhat guilty in his eyes.

Xie Yi didn't tell the truth, patted him on the shoulder, and said unhurriedly: "Xiao Lian really looks like a man more and more."

While speaking, Xie Yi glanced around the handsome tent, and inevitably saw a few soldiers who were doing drills.

Inadvertently, the eyes of Wen Xing and Xie Yi collided.

Wen Xing immediately moved away, pretending to concentrate.

Xie Yi didn't know if he was paying attention, and said, "Why, did you send a few soldiers here to put on a show?"

"That's not it!" Xie Lian retorted without confidence, and was still discouraged after seeing Xie Yi's smiling expression.

He touched his nose embarrassingly, waved his hands to stop Wen Xing and the others, and said, "Okay, okay, I admit it's just pretending..."

"I really don't want to go back, Brother Huang, don't let my father replace me, okay?"

Xie Lian grabbed the corner of Xie Yi's clothes like a child, and his movements were not in harmony with Xie Yi's stature.

Xie Yi naturally knew what he wanted, but he continued to comfort him.

It's just that at the other end, Wen Xing and the others, who were somehow pulled over and left aside for no reason, stood in place and looked at each other, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

Keep it, as if you are here to watch the fun, it's not very good.

But let's go, there was no order again.

"I think the general may have forgotten about us." Wen Xing lowered his voice and urged, "How about we go?"

Due to psychological factors, Wen Xing really didn't want to stay in front of Xie Yi for too long.

"Why don't you...keep it? It's a big movement for our group to leave."

The gentle-looking one happened to be standing beside Wen Xing, and was the first to respond.

When Xie Lian gave the order to stop, they consciously got together once, and it was quite convenient to whisper at this moment.

The strong man thought for a moment, and agreed with the other person's opinion, and said: "I think it's better to keep it for now. It's not convenient for them to quarrel in the public, and maybe they will go back to the account later. Listen to me? wrong."

Wen Xing didn't continue to press, nodded and stood obediently.

It's just that even at this time, God is still unwilling to comply with Wen Xing's wishes.

After all, Xie Lian was not as involved in the world as Xie Yishen, so he fell behind in a short while, looking around in a panic, he happened to catch a glimpse of Wen Xing who was nodding.

"Hey, little brother over there, come out and tell me, should I be replaced?"

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