Seeing the King of Beining naturally following behind the crown prince in white, walking into the military tent together, Pei Qianxue’s hands clenched involuntarily around him, and a hundred kinds of panic surged in his heart.
For some reason, Pei Qianxue hated his caution for the first time, hated those strategizing, those rational calculations that left nothing out.
It was precisely because of rationality that he understood that Jin Yu’s feelings for him were merely friendship. And it was caution and rationality that made him hold back his words time and again, unable to speak for various reasons.
When he was in the Imperial City, Pei Qianxue was delayed because of his identity; on the front line, it was again due to military affairs. Originally in Bai City, he gave up at the last step. Now at the last moment of the war against the Wei Country, it was even more impossible to say.
However, seeing Zong Luo and Yu Beizhou showing their familiarity and intimacy as if no one else was present, Pei Qianxue felt as if his heart had been cut by a small knife, and it was painful.
Jealousy fermented like a poisonous snake, the palm of his hand printed half-moon-shaped fingernail marks, and blood seeped from the center.
However, soon, a soaring sword aura suddenly flashed in the main army tent, clear and cold, a white rainbow piercing the sky. The person in red and white who had just followed Zong Luo into the military tent was immediately forced to retreat, retreating a few steps, all the way out of the tent, barely stabilizing their figure.
“Your Highness is truly ruthless, using it and then discarding it.”
Yu Beizhou still had a lazy smile on his face, leisurely tidying up his clothes.
The military tent was silent, only a cold snort was heard.
The deputy general of the Tianji Army stood tremblingly on the side, not daring to say half a word.
He thought a little, thinking about the military affairs that needed to be dealt with after returning, it would be better to go back and listen to the reports of these days first, wait until they were sorted out, and finally have to bring them to the main tent to report to the main general.
“Alas, just now on the horse, it was so affectionate, but now it is discarded like a worn-out shoe.”
Yu Beizhou glanced at Pei Qianxue, who had been silently watching this side, deliberately lowered his voice, making it especially sweet and sticky. “Forget it. At worst, this Junior brother will come later. After nightfall, presumably Your Highness will not be so cold.”
This time there was no cold snort, just a roll of bamboo slip was thrown out.
The latter lazily reached out and accurately caught the bamboo slip in his arms, “Thank you for granting the request, Your Highness.”
Zong Luo in the tent: “……”
Speechless, who agreed with you?!
Visibly, Pei Qianxue’s face got even worse.
Only then was Yu Beizhou finally satisfied, happily holding the bamboo slip and leaving, humming an out-of-tune song all the way, provoking as much as possible.
From the Ghost Valley to the military camp, the distance was not short to begin with.
Not to mention the bumpy journey, he had done so many absurd things along the way, he was already exhausted, he didn’t even see Pei Qianxue, after a few words of greeting and listening to the report, he washed away the dust and hastily went to sleep.
When dawn broke the next day, feeling the heat source next to him, Zong Luo subconsciously pushed away the arm that was resting on his hand. After a second, he suddenly reacted, sat up abruptly, “How are you here?!”
Before going to sleep, Zong Luo had specifically ordered the soldiers guarding the tent not to let anyone in. One should know, the main tent was guarded by soldiers all around, one every five steps, not even a fly could fly in. Who knew how Yu Beizhou sneaked in.
Perhaps because he had just woken up, the voice of the young man in red still had a bit of hoarseness. “Your Highness sleeps so soundly, there is no guard in your dreams at all. This minister is worried, naturally this minister has to protect Your Highness’s safety up close.”
It’s strange to say.
Clearly at the beginning in the Ghost Valley, even if he didn’t touch him, he had to hold him and sleep together on the cold jade bed at night.
Needless to say, for two martial artists who were both vigilant, this was a torture.
The most basic thing about martial arts was vigilance. When he was still in the Ghost Valley, there were often similar trainings at the beginning, where mechanical puppets or servants would put things next to their beds in the middle of the night, training over and over again. Not to mention being in the military camp, there had been no shortage of assassinations and scouts, and he had long trained a conditioned reflex to wake up at the slightest movement.
Lying so close together, he couldn’t sleep at all. Unless it was the first day when he was physically exhausted from close combat, otherwise Zong Luo really had no sleepiness at all, just staring until dawn.
The next day he didn’t want to sleep with Yu Beizhou no matter what. But this person could always accurately climb onto his bed, and then it was another sleepless night.
By the third day, Zong Luo was annoyed and directly fought with him. During the fight, it was inevitable that fire situations occurred, since someone recovered slightly better than him, so he gained a slight upper hand, and the crown prince in white was pressed on the cold bed and touched all over. He also claimed that he would definitely not go in, just practicing the hands-on human body structure printing.
Of course, because the first time was too intense and there were injuries inside. Yu Beizhou was rarely considerate for once, he didn’t go in, but he didn’t do less of the things that made His Highness flow from below.
On the fourth day, Zong Luo, who had fully recovered, turned the tables and gave Yu Beizhou a good beating. Then, as expected, this person reacted again.
On the fifth day, repeat this process of fighting each other. The sixth day, the seventh day…
Of course, as they became more and more proficient in fighting, the situation of occasionally waking up in the middle of the night and turning over to choke someone’s neck became less and less.
It wasn’t until last night that Zong Luo realized that in just a short half month, his subconscious had classified this once-hated enemy into the “harmless” area.
However, it was obvious that from the bedding early in the morning, Yu Beizhou was certainly not harmless.
But this was still an extremely dangerous signal.
“Yu Beizhou.” Zong Luo suppressed his anger. “I told you when we were in the Ghost Valley, once the spring breeze has passed, that’s it. You owe me, I owe you, now coming back to life, our grievances can be considered settled.”
Yu Beizhou didn’t reveal a bit of his strange dream, just like Zong Luo didn’t say he used forbidden techniques. But even if they didn’t say it, both of them knew in their hearts.
But this was still a deadlock.
