Pampering the sea

"News from our newspaper: During this escort operation in the Gulf of Aden, Rear Admiral Xin Yue, deputy chief of staff of the Navy Headquarters of country Z, led the navy to successfully rescue [-] hostages captured by pirates, and Xin Yue died heroically in the line of duty.

"The following is a special report. Xin Yue, female, 22 years old, rear admiral, has lived in the Marine Corps for ten years, and is an excellent naval special soldier of country Z..."

Newspapers fly.In the night when no one was around, there was a strange noise.

Another time and space.

In the eighth year of Daili in the Ming Dynasty, he was in prison.

"I told you, did I ask you to stop?"

Zhu Yu was dressed in a bright yellow robe, and coldness flashed on his cold face, pointing at the bloody girl on the ground: "I woke up, let me continue beating."

The jailers moved their wrists, picked up a large bucket of water next to them, and poured it on the girl. After waking up from the pain, the girl suddenly opened her eyes and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, I beg you...please forgive me!" I……"

There was no expression on Zhu Yu's face, and he didn't even look at the blood-stained girl. He just repeated the cold words: "Keep beating me."

The beating sound like raindrops and the crying sound like purgatory were entangled together, and in this quiet night, it was extremely shrill.

Zhu Yu leaned slightly on the big golden nanmu chair, tapped the armrest regularly with his slender fingers, half-closed his eyes, as if he was enjoying the singing and dancing in the inner courtyard of the palace.

But outside the prison door, the sound of fighting was louder than louder, and the clash of swords was endless.

Zhu Yu's face was calm, without any abnormality, and he murmured: "Five, four, three, two, one..."

As soon as the word "one" was finished, the huge prison door opened in response, the huge moon gave off a yellow halo, the cold wind blew through the corners of the prison, and the flickering candles walked along the long corridors between the prisons. The gate stretched over, surging layer by layer, like a stormy sea under the blue sky and white sun.

The man suddenly appeared at the gate, with a tall and stalwart figure in black night clothes, and a sharp edge flashed from the blood-stained long knife in his hand. Eyes, looking down at the bright yellow figure at the end of the corridor.

The side of Minghuang was stained with blood, and the long corridor blocked his view, so he could only see the blood-stained three-foot black hair of the girl.

The man in black walked down the steps step by step. At the same time, he tore off the black scarf that covered his face, revealing a handsome face that blended evil charm and unruly charm. Referring to the noble and supreme emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty, a voice as deep as the deep sea resounded in Tianjia's prison: "Zhu Yu, if you are sensible, let me release her quickly."

Hearing the familiar voice, the girl who was lying motionless on the ground moved her fingers, then raised her eyes weakly, her loose pupils couldn't see anything clearly, she just unconsciously said: "Brother Ling, it's... it's you Are you coming...?" The voice was already hoarse.After saying this, she fell to the ground, not knowing whether she was dead or fainted.

Zhu Yu's face was calm, and in front of him was a group of guards protecting him. He stood up and said, "Chu Zhiling, you are indeed here." The young emperor waved his hand lightly, and immediately the guards grabbed the girl who fell to the ground He opened his mouth and said, "Your sweetheart's life is in my hands. If you still dare to lead your pirates to make trouble, I can kill her at any time."

"So you mean, you want me to be recruited by the imperial court, abandon the southeast sea area, and serve as an official?"

"I think you are a heroic talent. If you are demoted to the imperial court, I can grant you a half-job."

A sharp look appeared on Chu Zhiling's face: "What if I don't follow?"

"Then you have to be ready to die."

Chu Zhiling wasn't afraid, instead a wicked smile flashed across his face: "It's not certain who will die."

Soon, a large number of people in black night clothes rushed in, obviously belonging to Chu Zhiling.

Zhu Yu smiled: "So few people are trying to attack me?"

"There are still outside, and they have surrounded your sky prison several times." He smiled evilly, "I have called all my pirates ashore."

"The emperor is not well!"

A guard hurried in from outside and knelt down facing Zhu Yu, "Your Majesty, His Highness Ninth Prince sent someone to attack!"

"What... what?" Zhu Yu's calm face finally showed a hint of panic.

Chu Zhiling's brows were full of smiles, and the light in his long and narrow eyes flickered, and he said: "The emperor really shouldn't choose to attack me when I have internal troubles."

After a long time, Zhu Yu swallowed the uncontrollable anger in his heart, his face was gloomy like a ghost, and he said to the guard who held the girl up: "Let her go."

Chu Zhiling took a step forward, picked up the girl's blood-stained body, frowned slightly, and then, surrounded by many men in black, strode out of the prison cell, really calm and arrogant.

Back on the boat, Chu Zhiling's face was full of fear. He entered the cabin and threw the girl into the bed without mercy. His subordinate Song Chang asked, "Brother, it doesn't matter if Xiaoyue is hurt like this. ?"

Chu Zhiling's face was condensed, the smile on his handsome and charming face had disappeared, and a sharp look flashed across his brows and eyes: "Don't pay attention to her, she deserves to die, she should be taught a long lesson."

Song Chang backed out, and after a long time, Chu Zhiling approached the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at the girl's chest which rose and fell slightly.

He didn't notice that when he wasn't approaching just now, the girl's breathing stopped, and after a few seconds, her heartbeat started again.

After a long time, Chu Zhiling pursed his lips, and still took a handkerchief to wipe the girl's eyebrows and eyes. It was clear and clear. Suddenly, there was a storm outside, and time and space traveled inside, and the undead transformed.

Xin Yue, the female rear admiral of the navy, is young and successful, with outstanding achievements.

Like a tornado, Chu Zhiling's boat bumped wildly. Unexpectedly, Chu Zhiling lost his balance, tilted his body, and fell on the bed.

His lips were on her small chin.

At this moment, the girl on the bed opened her eyes, which were as transparent as water.

Frowning, the whole body is in pain like tearing.The weight added to the body cannot be pushed away.

The next moment, the girl's pupils suddenly enlarged infinitely, as if she saw something incredible.

Chu Zhiling's eyes were black and bright, like a bottomless lake, clearly reflecting her face.

The close eye contact made it impossible for her not to see clearly the villain in Zhiling's eyes, the facial features were beautiful and soft, as delicate and pitiful as a sick Xizi, it was not the face that had been with her for more than [-] years at all.

Xin Yue felt incredible, she wanted to shout, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't make any sound.

The flashback was like a flashback, the excessive shock made her overcome the pain and exhaustion in her body, she moved her hand, and then swung with all her strength.

"Snapped."

It was calm again outside for a moment, Chu Zhiling looked at the girl who dared to wave her hand to hit him, and said angrily, "How dare you hit me."

Xin Yue didn't respond to his words, but just opened a pair of big eyes and scanned the surrounding situation. The wooden cabin was antique, and his brain quickly judged that it was about the style of the internal structure and decoration of ancient Chinese ships in the [-]th century.

"Come on!"