Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 17 Molesting in Prison (Part [-])
The prison is set underground, with a small window on the top, just enough to see a bright moon in the sky, and also hear the rustling wind outside, as well as the sound of waves churning and colliding with rocks.

The man was sitting under the window, and the moonlight shone on him, outlining a deep silhouette. His nose bridge was high, his eyes were light blue, and his facial features were extremely handsome, but there was a hint of evil charm——

This is the sixth prince of the Chinu tribe, the god of the sea in the hearts of all Chinu people, Xi Yuehan.

If Wen Yanru is the "God of War" of Dongmu, he is the "God of War" of the Chinu tribe.

He initiated the battle that caused Wen Yanru to be buried among the dead and nearly lost his life.

But no matter how brave and good at fighting, he will eventually miss. He was captured last month and became Wen Yanru's prisoner.

Dong Mu intends to use him as a bargaining chip, and will immediately send Pei Shixi, the head of the Zhenfu Division, to the island to escort the "number one" of the Chinu tribe back to the imperial city.

Since he was imprisoned, he has always been quiet, but in the last few nights, for some reason, he began to sing strange songs.

On the night when Zhong Lisheng went to look for Shi Xuanling in Lanxin Small Courtyard, Wen Yanru also came to the dark prison to pay close attention to the sixth prince's movements.

But Wen Yanru can't understand the language of the Chinu people, and doesn't know what Xi Yuehan is singing. This person has always been cunning and cruel, and his wisdom is close to that of a demon. Wen Yanru is quite worried. If Xi Yuehan is passing some secret signal, it will be bad .

The imperial court will send someone to escort him immediately. Before that, there must be no mistakes. Wen Yanru thought over and over again, and finally decided to find someone.

In the early morning of the second day, the mist was lingering and the sun was rising above the sea. At the same time that Zhong Lisheng brought Shi Xuanling into Yuncheng, Wen Yanru also brought a spear and knocked on the door of Yuzhu Residence——

Yes, the person he came to look for was Ji Zhiyue.

"General Xiaoyan, are you asking me, asking me to listen to what that sixth prince...is singing in the dark cell?"

After learning of Wen Yanru's intention to come, Ji Zhiyue was a little surprised: "You, how do you know that I can speak the language of Chinu people?"

Not to mention, Wen Yanru really found the right person. Ji Zhiyue has always read a lot of books and has studied a lot. He really knows some Chinu tribe languages, but he is not proficient, but he can barely understand the six princes singing Something should still be ok.

"Because when we went to the mass grave together last time, you mentioned to me on the mountain that before you were exiled to Yunzhou Island, you made complete preparations and searched all the books and files related to Yunzhou Island, and those red Slaves, who often attack and invade, are the biggest enemy of Yunzhou Island at sea. I guess you will also read related materials, and you have the ability to remember, so you can quickly learn some Chinu language It shouldn’t be difficult for you, so I’m here to try my luck, I don’t know if I’m right?”

This is not a random guess, try your luck, it's clearly a rigorous guess, Ji Zhiyue admires it, but can't help being a little happy.

"General Xiaoyan, you are as careful as dust, intelligent and ruthless... So, you still remember what I said?"

She thought of something, turned around and ran back into the house, and shouted: "You, wait for me, I will show you something, and then I will follow you to the dark prison!"

What the girl excitedly brought was nothing but the blueprint that she had painstakingly designed in the past few days. She held it up in front of Wen Yanru, her eyes shining brightly.

"General Xiaoyan, look, this is the blueprint for modifying the mechanism I drew for your long spear. I have been busy in the house for several days, and I just want to find you too! Last time, the bet between the young island master and the little bell Yue, thanks to your help, I have always wanted to give you a thank you gift, so please accept my heart!"

As Ji Zhiyue said, she couldn't help but glance at the silver spear held in Wen Yanru's hand, which looked like a flying dragon——

Simply, it is simply too fascinating, it is completely her "dream gun", if she can transform it with her own hands in this life, she will really die with no regrets!

"General Xiaoyan, just let me modify your spear, I will definitely give you a surprise!"

Seeing Ji Zhiyue's obsessed look, she couldn't help stretching out her hand, about to touch the silver spear, Wen Yanru hurriedly took a step back, and said expressionlessly:

"To be honest, do you really want to thank me, or do you like my...'Xue Ji'?"

Ji Zhiyue found nothing, and was caught in a glance, and immediately smiled coquettishly, trying to cover up: "It's almost the same meaning, anyway, it's all to thank General Xiaoyan, I have absolutely no malice..."

Wen Yanru continued to remain expressionless, Ji Zhiyue could only change the subject again, and exaggeratedly praised: "It turns out that it is called 'Xueji', the first snowfall, piercing the sky, Heqing Haiyan blooming, what a good name !"

Wen Yanru met the girl's eager gaze, and after hearing her compliments, he finally said in a deep voice: "You do me this favor first, and when it's done, I will put Xueji with you... for three hours."

"Huh? Only three hours?"

Although the young general was relieved, the time was really too short, and the girl even suspected that she had heard it wrong, "Three hours, but even a small mechanism is difficult to do well, General Xiaoyan, can you give me more?" some time?"

Transformation is obviously impossible, Wen Yanru's meaning couldn't be clearer, she just "lend" Xueji to Ji Zhiyue to enjoy.

Ji Zhiyue still wanted to fight for it again, but the silver armor had already said coldly: "No, three hours is the limit I can promise. My family protects the country with marksmanship. Xue Ji is my father." As a gift, I have never left my body for many years, and it is my risk to give you three hours."

Hearing this answer, Ji Zhiyue was stunned.

Yes, how can you ask a general who has been vigilant all the year round to defend the island against the enemy to put weapons that never leave his body with others?
Being able to give her three hours is indeed a great "face".

The girl accepted it as soon as she saw it, without making any demands, and obediently followed the silver armor to the outside of the dark prison.

At this moment, the morning light is just emerging, the top of the dark cell, the window is exposed on the ground, standing under the sky and looking in, you can just see a deep silhouette, sitting quietly in the morning light, like a god.

This is the sixth prince of the Chinu tribe. He has a pair of light blue eyes, like clear sea water. They should be quiet and gentle, but they seem to be hidden and turbulent. The temperament of the test seems to have a power that can confuse people's hearts.

Ji Zhiyue approached the window, but Wen Yanru didn't show up, she just hid on a rock next to her, looking from the dark cell to the window, only the young girl could be seen.

The sixth prince in the prison was singing weird ballads again, and he didn't react when he saw Ji Zhiyue's arrival, he just sang against the morning light through the window on the ground, in the faint tune, there was actually It's an absurd meaning of living underground but looking to the light.

Wen Yanru quickly signaled to Ji Zhiyue, and the girl quietly made a "understand" gesture. After calming down and listening to it a few times, she really caught a few key words——

"Sea... Moon God... Changming in the distance... A heroic man... Riding a dragon and returning..."

This should be an ancient ballad circulating in the Chinu tribe, with an obvious sense of homesickness, Wen Yanru's heart moved, a faint guess surfaced in his heart, he raised his eyebrows, and then lowered his voice beside him:

"You talk to him and say that you have a close relative who is also from the Chinu tribe. In terms of bloodlines, you are considered half a Chinu tribe. You were also arrested and served hard labor on this island. Recently, you miss your family more and more. Ask him if he is homesick too? Will someone at home come to pick him up?"

This lie is really clumsy, Ji Zhiyue looked at the deep-lined face in the prison, and then touched her own face with guilt, the difference in appearance is so big, do you have the nerve to date someone?
But hearing that Yanru was constantly pointing at the side, she could only bite the bullet and speak in the unfamiliar Chinu language.

Wen Yanru couldn't understand what he said, but he could only patiently wait for the response from the prisoner.

Sure enough, the singing stopped.

Wen Yanru was overjoyed, and Ji Zhiyue cheered up, pretending to be eager to be from the same family, hoping to get some useful information Wen Yanru needed.

But those light blue eyes stared at her for a long time, with a smile that was not a smile, and stared at her to make her feel hairy. Just when she was about to speak again, to clarify her flawed identity, the figure in the prison Finally spoke.

A sentence of Chinu language that was not too long made Ji Zhiyue tremble, as if struck by lightning, she stood outside the window stupidly, and even her face turned red instantly.

"What did you say? What did he say?" Wen Yanru lowered his voice and hurriedly asked in the dark.

But Ji Zhiyue blushed, bit her lips tightly, and said nothing.

"What did he say, tell me quickly! The matter is important, and every word must not be missed!"

Wen Yanru was in a hurry and almost showed up to expose herself, but Ji Zhiyue still clenched her lips, unable to speak no matter what, at this moment, a leisurely male voice came from the prison, it was clearly Dong Mu who couldn't be more fluent talk--

"Don't make things difficult for her, I'll tell you, General Wen."

Wen Yanru's breath was suffocated, his eyes were full of disbelief, Xi Yuehan could speak Dongmu's language, they were exposed early in the morning!
The young general appeared from behind the rock, and met the pair of light blue eyes in the dark prison through the window. The man raised his lips and smiled, with a hint of provocation, deliberately slowing down his speech:
"What I'm talking about is—beautiful Dongmu girl, you are very attractive, I want to sleep with you."

The last two words were bitten so hard that Ji Zhiyue couldn't take it anymore, she screamed, covered her ears, and ran away with her face flushed.

"Miss Ji!"

Wen Yanru shouted anxiously, but failed to stop the slender figure. He originally wanted to rely on Ji Zhiyue to get information, but he didn't expect to be tricked by Xi Yuehan instead!
Standing under the long sun, the young general's chest was heaving, and he suddenly turned around, pointing his spear at the dark prison, pointing at the man with an evil smile.

"Xi Yuehan, don't be complacent, you are now in a dungeon, you can't fly, and you will be escorted to the imperial city soon, don't think about playing any tricks!"

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The wind is strong, the tide rises and falls, and seabirds fly over the towering Chongming Pagoda.

In the tower, Wen Yanru, who was looking for files related to Chinu, looked up and saw Ji Zhiyue who was brought in front of her by the guards. She went back and forth, and ran to this tower to look for him again!

Before she had time to be happy, the girl in the smoky powder dress had already stepped forward and said eagerly: "General Xiao Yan, I know... I know why that stinky rascal wants to sing the ballad of homesickness!"

Wen Yanru was stunned, and Ji Zhiyue quickly explained: "I remembered on the way back to Yuzhuju that the Chinu people have a very grand festival called the Galan Festival, which will be on the fifteenth day of the next month. The festival is equivalent to the Mid-Autumn Festival of reunion in Dongmu. It is a very important day for the Chinu people. They will drink wine and worship the moon on this day, gather and dance around the bonfire together, even if they are far away, they will rush back to the tribe , and celebrate the festival with the whole family."

"so--"

Wen Yanru and Ji Zhiyue spoke at almost the same time, and they looked at each other. Wen Yanru was short of breath, and directly expressed what Ji Zhiyue was thinking: "On the fifteenth day of the next month, before the coming of the Galan Festival, the red The slave will definitely take action, and rescue Xi Yuehan from the prison at any cost!"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to think of something, his face suddenly changed, and he raised the spear all at once.

"No, I know what they are going to do, Ah Sheng is in danger, I want to lead my troops into the city!"

　I saw in the comments that I want to add more, thank you friends who have been watching, so I will offer a double update today~ There will be another update at 12:[-], please leave a lot of comments and vote, the later stage will be more exciting, about the butterfly family, about the cloud The deep secrets on the island, several forces are about to unfold, and love, family and friendship will also shine brightly when you are young and excited~
　　
　
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