After the divorce, the salted fish beauty took the script of the villain

Chapter 13
Xie Xun's mind flashed the image of himself dancing, and he stood up suddenly, "I am not good at dancing, I am only good at sword dancing."

"Then let's dance!" Han Ziqi clapped his hands excitedly, "Play music and cheer up the beauty."

The dancing girl has a special soft sword, which is suitable for girls and is very light. Xie Xun unbuttoned her cloak and wore a pair of pomegranate red double-breasted long skirt. Say hello, even a woman who has been training for many years can hardly have such a beautiful sword flower, and it is very powerful.

The musicians will change the style of the tune as they dance. Xie Xun's sword dance is powerful and beautiful, not as soft as a woman's sword dance, and every move is full of fierce murderousness.The music also changed accordingly, majestic, just like the vast battlefield of Ningzhou, with drums beating, soldiers approaching the city, the eyes under the veil were like light in the cold wind, each of his swords seemed to make people see the cruel and tragic battlefield.

But Fengyu's figure is soft and slender, in such a set of cold and hard sword dance, there is a softness in the softness, and a softness in the rigidity, which is a perfect fusion, just like a peerless beauty appearing on the battlefield.

While Feng Yu was amazed, her heart also warmed up with his sword dance.For the first time, she discovered that throwing her head and shedding blood is not just a man's business, she also has a heart.

She has been in poor health since she was a child. She is afraid of wind, cold, and heat. She will fall ill when the weather changes. The doctor said that she will not live to be an adult. The exchange of souls with Xie Xun was very abrupt. She appeared without warning. On the battlefield in Ningzhou, the enemy's spears were so close to her throat that she fell off her horse in fright, her mind went blank. The Beiman's cavalry flew high and then fell again, stepping on Xie Xun's leg. The moment she fell off the horse, she heard the enemy Fang's soldiers screamed like a tsunami, and the enemy's momentum was greatly boosted. Because she fell off the horse, the Zhenbei Iron Cavalry retreated steadily, and she almost died on the battlefield. Everything happened so fast, and it was the first time she really faced the enemy. die.

Blood splattered, corpses were lying on the ground, and the horses roared. She lay on the soldiers with incomplete corpses, fainted from fright.

It was a nightmare that always lingered when she dreamed back at midnight.

Xie Xun's dance brought her back to Ningzhou again, and she seemed to hear the sound of killing, and when she recovered, she saw Xie Xun's long sword approaching Han Ziqi's throat, Han Ziqi was startled and fell back, the wine glass fell When it fell to the ground, the tip of the sword followed like a shadow, and the musician was so startled that he stopped playing.

The veil had fallen aside, revealing Feng Yu's beautiful face, Han Ziqi was terrified, but also surprised, no wonder the little lord was hiding it.

Xie Xun smiled, and asked evilly and frivolously, "My lord, is it good-looking?"

Pun!
"...beautiful!" Han Ziqi looked at the tip of the sword that was close at hand, and almost pierced his neck, but there was a knife on Sezi's head, "she really is a beauty."

Feng Yu is not in good health, and it is very difficult to dance such a set of swords. Xie Xun endured the discomfort, and dancing with a set of swords would cost him half his life. A cup of hot tea.

Xie Xun was holding hot tea, and gouged out Feng Yu's eyes. As expected, his body was too dilapidated to survive as an adult, but Han Ziqi was fascinated, watching the beauty's every move with salivation. That gaze made Xie Xun feel uncomfortable all over, Xiaohou At his age, he has never been so coveted by any man before, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes.

"There are beauties in the capital, both beautiful and valiant, and they really deserve their reputation." Han Ziqi didn't care at all when Xie Xun pointed his sword at him just now, and he was sure that Xie Xun would not dare to kill him in the capital.

Feng Yu's eyes were slightly cold, and she said lightly, "Your Majesty, you've had the wine and the beauties, it's time to talk about business."

"No hurry, no hurry..." Han Ziqi raised his finger and shook it lightly, his eyes still salivating on that delicate face, "I've changed my mind."

Feng Yu and Xie Xun looked at each other with a sense of foreboding.

"Appreciate further details."

"In the past ten years, Sangnan and Yanyang have lived in peace, and they have also established a north-south mutual market, and their business is prosperous. However, Chen Bing, the Fang family's navy, has crossed the river many times in recent years. In name, they are chasing and killing Japanese pirates, but in fact they are investigating the truth of our army. Sangnan's frontier defense is also very distressed. So I want to ask the young master to help and transfer the commander-in-chief back to the capital." Han Ziqi knew that the war situation in Ningzhou was critical, so he put on a high profile, "This matter is embarrassing for the young master."

Feng Yu nodded, "Your Majesty is a sensible person."

Han Ziqi lazily ate the fruit, "The Yanyang Dynasty negotiated peace with the Beiman for several years, and fought for several years. Although the Beiman had been defeated repeatedly, they did not cross Ningzhou. It was also difficult for the Marquis to go deep into the Beiman. If I, Sangnan, take advantage of the situation and enter the Yanyang Dynasty, there will be wars in the north and south of the Yanyang Dynasty. Will Zhenbeihou save the north or return to the south? We Sangnan people love peace. It will only intensify the conflict, and the transfer of him is also for the sake of peace between the two dynasties."

Xie Xun was more familiar with the northern battlefield. During the two years of recuperation in Beijing, he also focused on the northern battlefield, but he knew how Marshal Fang was. He was cautious, considerate, and definitely not a reckless person.

Fifty years ago, Sangnan was still the territory of the Yanyang Dynasty. Later, the entire Yanyang Dynasty was in turmoil and fell apart. Sangnan gradually split out and ruled by the river.These decades have been peaceful. People in Jiangnan are peace-loving, keen to make money, and value business over military. Sangnan's navy is not strong, and its army strength is average, so it has always been a vassal state of the Yanyang Dynasty.

20 years ago, Sangnan wanted to be completely independent, but he was subdued by the Zhenbei Houfu. Since then, he has completely become a dependent country and pays tribute every year.The two border towns of Sangnan and Yanyang dynasties were extremely peaceful, and the mutual market was prosperous.

No matter how much Yanyang and Beiman fought, Sang Nan stayed out of it, but he didn't take advantage of it.

Feng Yu glanced at Xie Xun from the corner of her eye, "This is not easy."

Xie Xun thought to himself, not only is it difficult to handle, it is simply a fantasy.

"That's my father's idea, and it's not me." Han Ziqi drank to moisten his throat, and his expression became even more lazy. "He has lived in the south of the Yangtze River for many years, so his thoughts are a bit naive. To tell you the truth, the father of Southwest Liangdao is willing to borrow it. As long as the young master can restrain Marshal Fang, enough is enough, don't cross the line."

Xie Xuncong entered Furongju and finally heard the good news, his expression relaxed a bit, Feng Yu also showed joy, Han Ziqi played with the wine glass, his eyes fell on the face of the sinking fish and wild goose, "But this prince has changed his mind. "

"What did you say?" Xie Xun blurted out, already angry, both he and Feng Yu were sensitive to Han Ziqi's malicious intentions.

"When a beauty gets angry, it's even more lively and fragrant." Han Ziqi licked the wine on his lips, put down his glass, "Young Master, if you are willing to give a beauty as a gift, then the matter of Southwest Food Road will be settled."

Feng Yu was frightened and angry, but she never thought that Han Ziqi would be so shameless, asking for Meiji face to face, Han Ziqi looked at Xie Xun's gaze, greedy and obscene, Feng Yu's temperament was exactly the same as Xie Xun's when he turned cold, with musicians and dancers beside him In words, Furong Juli only heard the rustling of the autumn wind blowing through the osmanthus trees.

(End of this chapter)