After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 266 How about playing a golden cicada to escape its shell?
Seeing the coquettish look of his smile, Su Jiuer knew what he was laughing at. She couldn't help but blushed and scolded, "What are you laughing at? Don't laugh!"

Yan Yunxiao still didn't speak, instead he stretched out his hand and pinched her small fair earlobe, he saw that there were still some tooth marks on it.

Last night, Yan Yunxiao bit her earlobe again.He didn't do anything else, but Su Jiuer, who was biting her earlobe, couldn't do anything, so Su Jiuer had to beg a few words, telling him not to make trouble.

This made him oppress her again, rolling on her lips for a while.

In short, it is much closer than before.

Thinking of last night, Su Jiu'er couldn't help opening his hand, and couldn't help kicking him.

Yan Yunxiao said with a smile, "Are you trying to murder me in my palace?"

Qingzhi's hands with her hair tied up were trembling badly, when had she seen such a majesty at such a close distance?
It feels like His Majesty has changed in front of Concubine Su, it's not just a simple change of face.

Seeing that she hadn't put her hair up for a long time, Yan Yunxiao couldn't help but glance at her.

Qingzhi's scalp tensed up immediately, and the long hair that had just been coiled up fell down again.

He frowned and reprimanded indifferently, "Go down."

Qing Zhi was about to kneel down with a thud, but when he heard him let her go down, she saluted and left in a hurry as if receiving an amnesty.

Su Jiu'er turned white and Yan Yunxiao smiled, thinking that it's because your bewildering smile frightened Qingzhi, otherwise she would have curled her hair very neatly.

Just as he was about to reach out and comb her hair, Yan Yunxiao suddenly walked up behind her and brushed her long hair.

Su Jiuer said, "You know how to curl your hair?"

Yan Yunxiao combed her smooth long hair with his hands, then twisted it a few times, then put her hair up, and personally picked two beautiful flower hairpins for her to wear, and then walked in front of him Appreciate it.

He said, "After watching it so many times, I naturally need to learn some skills."

Thinking about it, every time Su Jiu'er got up to do her makeup in the morning, he would sit on the big armchair and watch, or turn to her to watch her put on her makeup.

Yan Yunxiao looked at the small hole in her ear, and thought about what kind of earrings to match, after thinking about it, it's better not to wear it
He stretched out his hand again and said to her, "Okay, come and have dinner with me."

After the meal, Yan Yunxiao plunged into the big study again.

For the past half month, Yan Yunxiao has been a little exaggeratedly busy.

Su Jiu'er took acupuncture and moxibustion for him to recuperate his body every now and then, and decocted medicine for him during the day, and his complexion gradually returned.

He is busy with the official duties in the court every day, as well as the military secret reports reported from various places, and he is almost living in the big study.

I don't know if it's because he didn't have time to think about other sad things, his heart doesn't hurt anymore, only his temples hurt occasionally, and when it hurts, he feels sore and uncomfortable.

It rained for seven days in a row, the sound of the rain pattering on the tiled roof of the eaves, the rainwater converging and flowing, rushing, like beads with a broken thread.

Yan Yunxiao had business to do, and only at night would he talk to her about the current situation and his countermeasures.

During the day, Su Jiu'er also has her own things to do.

She bundled all the disease records she had made during the treatment of Yan Yunxiao in the past into a very thick booklet.

The latest page recorded Yan Yunxiao's medication formula and some taboo ingredients, and also recorded his illness in detail. Su Jiu'er finally had a sense of hope.

Yan Yunxiao's emotions have gradually become controllable, and the relationship between her and Yan Yunxiao has reached the point where they can talk about everything. Many times, Yan Yunxiao will take the initiative to confide in her, or express his heart.

To put it another way, Su Jiu'er knocked on the door of his heart so that he would no longer close himself.

This disease has also been improved fundamentally.

As for his other personality, Su Jiu'er has no way of determining whether he will be inspired the next time he is mentally traumatized.

However, the recovery this time exceeded her expectations, which is already very good.

It was already dark, but the rain continued.

The dim candlelight made the room even more unusually warm.

Su Jiu'er went to see Yan Yunxiao in the big study, just in time to see him put down the folder in his hand, rubbing his forehead with one hand, with a tired face.

She walked in, put her hand on his temple and rubbed it for him.

Only at this moment did the originally tense nerves relax a little.

Yan Yunxiao glanced at her, threw the folder in his hand on the table, took her hand in his and squeezed it.

Even if Yan Yunxiao didn't say anything, Su Jiu'er knew that the situation was becoming more urgent.

In just half a month, Yan Yunxiao's staff had tried their best to investigate the terrain map where the Tang family's soldiers and horses were stationed, and marked the places where their strength was weakest.

After pondering for a while, Yan Yunxiao said, "Do you want to hear my countermeasure?"

His countermeasure is to put his interests behind him first and focus on saving his life.

It is also very dangerous.

Su Jiu'er took a look at him, and had guessed his countermeasure pretty well.

She said, "You will definitely not let the Northern Xinjiang Army go back to the city, will you?"

Even if he knew that it was King Qi's plan, he could not forcibly recall the northern army, lest the southern country do the same thing and break through the northern defense line.

In the handling of this matter, Yan Yunxiao put the country of Yan and the common people first.

Regardless of whether it is true or false, Northern Xinjiang must stick to it.

Therefore, in terms of strength, they lack the powerful stormtroopers of the Northern Xinjiang Army.

Confronting King Qi again, the disparity in power will be in front of you.

Yan Yunxiao couldn't help but squeezed her hand tightly, and agreed, "Yes."

But in this way, those of them who are besieged in the imperial capital may face a narrow escape.

Once King Qi launches a mutiny, it will be a contest that must be fought.

But a narrow escape, isn't there still a life?

Where there is life, there is hope.

If he could get out of this battle, return to northern Xinjiang, and raise a banner to fight back, it would be fine.

Just how slim is the probability?

Nine deaths are not as simple as a touch of lips.

Yan Yunxiao had fought on the battlefield before, and knew what a painful price it was.

This kind of damage is not as soft as gold and silver. It is a fresh life, a loss that can never be recovered.

Su Jiu'er had already expected the seriousness of the matter, but this was not the country she lived in since she was a child, and she had never seen such a cruel war, so even though she felt a sense of urgency in her heart, she could not say she was afraid.

She said indifferently, "It's not that there is no way out at all. We still have a one-to-twelve chance of surviving this round."

Yan Yunxiao slowly raised his head to look at Su Jiuer. He didn't see any fear in Su Jiuer's eyes. On the contrary, her eyes flickered more firmly at this moment.

She raised her eyebrows and said quietly, "Since King Qi wants to sit on the highest throne in Yan Kingdom, then you should do as he wants."

"Let's play one for him, how about the golden cicada escaping its shell?"

(End of this chapter)