King’s Landing

Looking at the past, in fact, the scene is not as scary as the legend, but another person was hit by a bullet and lay on the ground, with a lot of blood flowing from his chest.

And the death of just such a person made it seem that at least a thousand people's troubles were successfully resolved.

Moji sighed in Jun Yuyan's mind: 'Master, you are really amazing, things are developing exactly as you said. ’

Looking at such a farce, Jun Yuyan couldn't be happy because his guess was accurate.

Instead, she would rather guess wrong.

But things didn't change because of her thoughts.

Shaking his head, Jun Yuyan didn't want to stay in this extremely depressing place anymore, so he planned to leave.

However, she just raised her foot when a voice came from the front:

"Second Lieutenant Jun, stay, the emperor has invited you to come in for a chat."

This voice seemed to be encrypted and strengthened with mental power, so it could reach her ears so accurately, and no one else seemed to hear it.

Hearing this sentence with an inexplicable ancient charm, the corner of Jun Yuyan's mouth twitched.

Find yourself?

What are you looking for yourself?

Do something.

But in any case, since people have already found her, she will not say that she is too cowardly to go.

Not to mention that in broad daylight, countless pairs of eyes were staring at the emperor's tent, no matter how he thought, Zong Zheng Lingjue was not stupid enough to assassinate himself in the tent.

Only speak to herself.

Although she is not 100% sure that she can win now, at least she is a little sure if she just saves her own life.

So Jun Yuyan just raised his eyebrows very calmly and walked towards the tent where Zong Zheng Ling Jue was.

When she got there, she lifted the curtain and walked in slowly.

As soon as I entered the tent, the first thing that caught my eye was the very luxurious configuration in the tent.

There was also a pure white cashmere carpet on the ground, a silver goblet on the table, a table made of pear wood, two beauties serving on the side, and the fragrance of the tent.

If he didn't say it, Jun Yuyan would even feel as if he had entered a tourist resort by mistake.

Although the tent looks gray and ugly from the outside, as the head of a country, and he still holds real power, how could Zong Zhengling really feel wronged? Just put on a look.

Then, when he looked up, he saw Zongzheng Lingjue who was sitting on the main seat. His posture was a little lazy, but he still carried the reserved Cen Gui of the royal family.

Zong Zhengling Jue probably also knew that Jun Yuyan could guess his identity, so now he didn't even bother to put on a mask, and just stared at Jun Yuyan naked like this.

Zongzheng Lingjue's appearance is not much different from the last time Jun Yuyan saw him at the military academy before, but it is just a little longer.

In addition, it may be the eyes of Zong Zheng Ling Jue.

Jun Yuyan's face was calm, and Zong Zheng Lingjue looked even more indifferent before closing his eyes.

If Zong Zheng Lingjue was very ruthless and even ruthless when he was in the military academy, Jun Yuyan could still see human emotions in his eyes.

Whether this emotion is teasing, ridicule, contempt, or pride, it is still a living Zongzheng Lingjue, a warm Zongzheng Lingjue.

But now Jun Yuyan looked at Zong Zheng Lingjue sitting on the main seat, but he felt the change very obviously.

He didn't know that he no longer had any emotions in his eyes after experiencing it, and all the psychological fluctuations were hidden behind those faint black eyes, and they would not reveal the slightest bit, as if he had lost any humanity.

Jun Yuyan nodded in secret while thinking so.

Compared to the ruthless but a bit extreme in the military academy, Ling Jue, who revealed a lot of cruel playfulness in the extreme, it is obvious that the unfathomable Zongzheng Ling Jue in front of him is more like the emperor of a country. look.

When Jun Yuyan was looking at Zongzheng Lingjue, Zongzheng Lingjue was also looking at Jun Yuyan up and down.

His eyes are still very calm, he can't see any emotions, and he doesn't know what he's thinking.

In Jun Yuyan's pure black black pupils, what was reflected was Zong Zhengling's face that was particularly pale because of wearing a mask and hadn't seen the sun for a long time, calm and unwavering.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

After about three minutes of silence, when Jun Yuyan finally decided to break the situation and speak, Zong Zhengling took the lead.

When he spoke, his voice was not as immature as before, but more low and powerful.

"Do you know why I brought you here alone?" Zong Zheng Lingjue stared at Jun Yuyan tightly, and said lightly.

Jun Yuyan raised his eyebrows.

In fact, she could probably guess Zong Zheng Lingjue's intentions, but she didn't plan to say it herself, that would lead to the other party's rhythm at the beginning of the conversation and fall into the disadvantage.

So Jun Yuyan deliberately did not answer this question, but said with some concern: "Is there really no problem with the forcible suppression by the emperor just now? Will it cause the people's rebellious psychology to rebound?"

Zong Zhengling Jue looked at Jun Yuyan's eyes with a dim light.

But he's not a vegetarian either.

"This is not something you need to worry about." After quickly and gently uncovering the matter, Zong Zhenglingjue looked at Jun Yuyan and said directly, "I came to you because I want to cooperate with you."

Jun Yuyan didn't show any surprised look on his face.

She had probably guessed a bit.

Anyone who is well-informed now knows that Jun Yuyan is now almost tied to the other four heirs of the aristocratic family.

Even if Zong Zhengling wanted to trouble her, according to common sense, she shouldn't be looking for her alone.

And now he just brought her here alone, and only one is willing... What he wants to tell her is something that the other four people can't listen to.

And what can't they know?

... Jun Yuyan's expression remained the same, but this time he couldn't pretend like he didn't hear it.

She smiled decently, and the etiquette was just right, neither too unfamiliar nor too flattering.

Then she answered, her voice calm: "It is my duty to serve the people of the empire."

After a circle, she threw the pot back again.

Hearing this sentence, Zong Zheng Lingjue's eyes sank again, with a strange black light, and he didn't know what was in his mind.

And Jun Yuyan stood opposite to him without being arrogant or impetuous, his expression was as calm as always, and his body was tall and straight.