Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

Early the next morning, Mu Yuanlong stood outside the tent with an uneasy heart.

"His Royal Highness." He bit his head and said, "It's dawn."

Last night, the King of Beining came alone, one horse and one horse, wrapped in icy rain and night, and went straight past the guards of the mysterious knights, as if passing through no one.

But when this one came, he really couldn't stop him. He didn't say anything without seeing His Highness. After entering the tent, he stayed until this morning. No one knows what happened.

His Highness was the most punctual on weekdays, and would wake up before dawn.

It's been a while since it's dawn. Mu Yuanlong thought to himself that His Highness might suddenly receive some bad news. He was in a very low mood in the past two days and was exhausted. That's why he deliberately didn't wake up His Highness the first time, and It was Xuan Qi who set up a shelf and made the breakfast before calling softly.

The rustling of getting up and the rubbing of clothes could be heard from inside the tent.

Unstoppable, the humble tent still couldn't cover the leaking sound. During the period, there were sounds such as "Yuanlong is here, why didn't you wake me up?" "When did the sky dawn, and what time is it now?"

If it was put in a few days ago, when the King of Beining stayed in the main tent, Mu Yuanlong could still say that perhaps His Highness shook hands with this long-term enemy, and finally decided to work together.

But now... even the closest friends don't sleep in a sleeping bag and quilt.

Last night, His Highness didn't pass on any more sleeping bags, and the tent was simple and cramped, so he slept like this until the morning, it was a bit...intimacy too much.

Mu Yuanlong looked at his nose and heart, and stopped when he thought of this, absolutely not listening to any unnecessary words.

No matter what, these are the matters of Your Highness. Those of them who are subordinates just need to keep their mouths shut, don't say what they shouldn't say, don't think about what they shouldn't think, and that's it.

He stood in front of the tent for a while, and after a while, someone lazily opened the curtain.

"My minister is here to serve His Highness changing clothes."

Mu Yuanlong was about to take two steps forward when he suddenly noticed something was wrong and raised his head suddenly.

In between, the general in red clothes and white fur was leaning against the tent, looking at him with a half-smiling smile: "Give the clothes to this king. Your Highness won't bother Deputy General Mu."

Originally, this was not used in the military camp, but His Highness is now the Crown Prince. After waking up from Yuchun Palace in the past, the palace servants who surrounded His Royal Highness changing clothes could circle the entire main tent. The ceremony could not be abandoned, so the task of serving His Highness changing clothes fell on Mu Yuanlong's head.

When Yu Beizhou was recovering from his injury a few days ago, he felt unhappy about this scene.

Now that he has entered the hall, how can there be any reason to handle others?

Zong Luo just crawled out of the sleeping bag, his long silver hair exploded, and his eyes were drowsy.

He slept badly in the first half of the night last night, half asleep and half awake. On the contrary, after being punished by someone, sweating profusely, being hugged to sleep, he slept peacefully.

"Brother, come, stretch out your hand."

Yu Beizhou said so, shaking off his clean clothes.

Although he was in high spirits, he had never done such a thing. He was clumsy with his hands and feet, and his clothes were twisted for Zong Luo, and even the belt was beaten so hard that he couldn't bear to look directly. But Yu Beizhou didn't feel anything wrong, so he went to comb it for him again. hair up.

Zong Luo actually wanted to say that he didn't like being served by others when he was in Yuchun Palace. Even if Mu Yuanlong brought the clothes, he basically put them on and put on a robe.

But after all, he has the right to lose first, so he can condone it if he can.

Yu Beizhou tickles the gap between changing clothes, and it is not easy to hit the person who is in the mood, so he can only take advantage of the gap between combing his hair to quietly change the position of the belt.

When the two came out of the tent, Xuan Qi was already cleaning up the stove.

Zong Luo hurriedly dragged Yu Beizhou to have breakfast together.

When this kind of hurrying on the road, there is only the possibility of getting some hot food in the morning, and the lunch and evening meals are prepared in advance in the bag. If you miss breakfast, your stomach will only be cold.

While he was still eating, soldiers came to report.

"My lord, the horse you rode last night...it seems to be dead!"

Yu Beizhou looked up and saw the black horse lying on the ground, foaming from his mouth, half-opened his eyes, looking very tired.

Rao is him, and he can't help but feel a little guilty.

This is the Xuanqi backup horse taken from the frontline military camp.

It stands to reason that Xuanqi's horses have experienced hundreds of battles. Whether it is a long journey or a battlefield, their endurance and speed are first-class. A large sum of money is allocated each year just for the breeding and training of the horse farms.

But no matter how good the horse is, it can't stand the high-intensity pursuit of Yu Beizhou.

Although Zongluo and the others had been rushing for a day and a night, there were reasonable arrangements for the horses to rest every few hours in the middle. Unlike Yu Beizhou, how can he care about this when he is in a hurry. Thanks to the well-trained military horse, even if he is exhausted, he still has a good time on the road, instead of throwing people directly off the horse.

"This..." Mu Yuanlong was also in trouble.

Except for the dozen or so squads who stayed on the front line, Xuanqi's other soldiers were all dispatched. Because of the hurried arrival, even the number of military horses was strictly stipulated, and it would be difficult to allocate one to the King of Beining for a while.

"His Royal Highness, why don't the two brothers share a military horse and share one for the King of Beining...?"

"No." Zong Luo put down the bowl: "Just put on a double saddle for Zhao Yebai."

This is what it means to ride together.

Mu Yuanlong was silent for a moment, and quickly went to make arrangements.

As expected, Zhao Yebai put on the double saddle, and when he turned around and saw that the other person was actually Yu Beizhou, this beautiful horse was immediately displeased, bowed his head, and let out a neigh.

After being hostile for so many years, how could Zhao Yebai not recognize that this is the owner of the ugly eagle.

After recovering from the wound in Ghost Valley, Ugly Eagle couldn't wait to fly back to the military camp to find Zhao Yebai.

Thanks to the blessing of the two masters fighting side by side, these two animals can be regarded as having a lifelong friendship.

"good."

Zong Luo was a bit dumbfounded and took a picture of Ye Bai's head.

Coincidentally, the goshawk circling in the air also made a few low-pitched sounds, and landed firmly on Yu Beizhou's shoulder, fluttering its wings towards Zhao Yebai as if to plead for its careless owner.

With such a tight coax, Zhao Yebai finally reluctantly agreed.

So the next few days will be spent almost immediately.

Every day, I hurried on the road at dawn, set up camp when it was almost dark, lay in my sleeping bag and closed my eyes and fell asleep, repeating this process mechanically.

Perhaps because of the fast speed, there was no news from the imperial city.

This is also in line with the previous life, exactly the same situation.

Yu Beizhou didn't say much, as if he didn't notice anything. Except for the sudden anger that day, everything was the same as usual.

However, Zong Luo keenly discovered that the ugly eagle that followed them was gone. When he asked Yu Beizhou, he was silent for a while, and then he whispered that he had sent the hawks back to the front to deliver the news, so that the Tianji Army who first transported the spoils of defending the country would be ready to stand by at any time when they entered the Great Abyss.

"If the sixth prince really gets the military power of the garrison, he will not have no soldiers to adjust."

Zong Luo was stunned.

After a long while, he immediately grabbed Yin Hong's clothes and said in a low voice, "...Thank you."

He is the prince, and he has the power of the mysterious cavalry. He is not as unjustified as in his previous life. As long as the army is temporarily mobilized, it will be fine as long as it is explained clearly.

Yu Beizhou also has military power, but his Tianji Army's tiger talisman is not complete, and the authority to deploy troops is limited to the front line of Weiguo. Even if it is urgent, it is based on the circumstance that Emperor Yuan doesn't care. If it is investigated later, the most serious crime is beheading.

However, Yu Beizhou silently dispatched the Tianji Army to help out, and arranged the rear area properly. Even the worst-case scenario is counted.

"Why did senior brother ever need to thank me?"

The young man in red hugged him, still looking casual and casual, and the words he said seemed to be light and weightless: "If you really want to do something, you might as well show yourselves."

They were still on the galloping horse, and their voices were obscured by the cold wind. The only words they could say were clear, light and steady, and they were sent to the ears of the white-robed prince by the wind.

Zong Luo was in a daze, and when he turned his head, he saw that this man was holding the reins, his eyes were looking straight ahead, his arms were tightly clasped, and it was obvious that he was actually nervous.

He was rather amused.

The tense Yu Beizhou immediately looked over, and the corners of his lips pursed: "What are you laughing at?"

The curvature of the mouth of the person being hugged did not disappear, and he only said: "After the matter of the imperial city is settled, it is not impossible to consider it."

Just thinking about it?

Yu Beizhou was not satisfied with this answer, but when he thought that they would be able to return to the imperial city immediately, and then remembered the importance of his bloodline father in his brother's heart, he snorted in dissatisfaction and didn't say much.

On the contrary, it was Zong Luo, who was laughing like crazy in his heart.

However, this ease only lasted for a very short moment.

Soon, after rushing on the road for days and nights, and finally arriving at the foot of the imperial city, the atmosphere of the army, which had finally become a little more active, became solemn and dignified again.

Without him, the imperial city's 200,000 garrison troops came out in full force, setting up heavy guards in front of the four city gates.

Not to mention a bird, even a fly can't get out.

In Zong Luo's memory, even in his previous life, there was no such battle.

After all, at that time, he had been wandering at the foot of the imperial city for a while, and he could still receive a secret letter from Xue Yushi, so the whole city would not be under martial law.

At the same time, his worries became more and more serious.

If it was the same as in the previous life, Emperor Yuan suddenly fell ill, then the emperor should still be in a coma now.

And the sixth prince rebelled, and he must have accidentally leaked the rumors and told Xue Yushi to know. The garrison will be dispatched as much as possible without the emperor's order.

However, as long as Emperor Yuan did not wake up for a day and did not give orders for a day, the garrison could only guard the palace to ensure that His Majesty was complete and could not control the situation of the battle or directly take action to suppress the rebellion.

This should also be the only thing that Emperor Yuan's confidants could do when Emperor Yuan suddenly fell into a coma.

But still dangerous.

No one can enter the palace, not even the imperial doctor. What's more, Pei Qianxue, who usually presides over the overall situation, is not there. If it is delayed further... Emperor Yuan's condition is unimaginable.

Walking to the gate of the imperial city, Zongluo motioned to Mu Yuanlong to stop Xuanqi.

He was on guard with Yu Beizhou and approached the main city gate.

"The last general will see His Royal Highness the Prince!"

Above the city gate, Duan Junhao, the commander of the garrison, knelt down to greet him.

However, he refused Xuanqi's request to enter the imperial city.