Yuwen Haoyu stood in the middle of the camp, frowned tightly, looked at the messy camp in cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "What's going on?"
Hearing this, the black panther crawled out of the crowd and replied in awkwardly: "Go back to the emperor, I... don't know."
Yuwen Haoyu's mouth twitched unconsciously, and turned to look at those who quickly stood up with fear, but when they saw Yuwen Haoyu looking at them coldly, they immediately knelt down.
"Your Majesty... Just now, someone said you were assassinated, so the soldiers..."
A soldier closest to Yuwen Haoyu said that he was really suppressed by Yuwen Haoyu's cold gaze so that he couldn't raise his head. He just felt his sharpness was on the top and his back felt cold.
"Get out of here!"
Yuwen Haoyu said a deep voice, and the whole audience was silent. Seeing that their emperor was still staying in the camp and getting angry at them, the soldiers were relieved and quickly bowed and retreated.
Black Panther stood aside and touched his nose. By the way, he was not very clear about the situation.
"Why don't you leave?"
Yuwen Haoyu looked at a thin soldier still kneeling in the middle of the tent, with a slightly unhappy expression. Black Panther also looked at his gaze, but he felt that the figure looked familiar.
The soldier raised his head, looked at Yuwen Haoyu with a steady look, and said softly: "Your Majesty really let his subordinates go? Don't you regret it?"
Hearing this, Yuwen Haoyu was stunned. Looking at the familiar face, listening to the familiar voice, he couldn't believe his eyes and ears. For a moment, he thought he was dreaming, and he could
Here, Luo Ling appeared in front of him.
Black Panther was also stunned. He looked at Luo Ling and then at Yu Wen Haoyu. He saw Yu Wen Haoyu walking towards Luo Ling step by step. When he walked to her, he squatted down and reached out to hold her shoulders.
When Luo Ling looked up, he saw that Yuwen Haoyu's eyes were faintly wet.
“… Yu?”
Luo Ling was stunned. She didn't know what to do for a moment, so she had to raise her hand and hold Yuwen Haoyu's cheek with both hands and said, "Yu, don't you be sad anymore, am I back? You are like this... I'm very uneasy
…”
Before he finished speaking, Luo Ling was suddenly hugged by the man. His arms were so powerful that they were much more reliable than expected. The familiar smell of sandalwood slowly soaked into the tip of his nose, and in an instant
She felt much more at ease, and Luo Ling also raised her hand and hugged him, while slowly stroking his back, because Yuwen Haoyu seemed to be wrong, and she was a little worried.
The Black Panther obviously felt that he seemed to be redundant, so she slipped out of the tent in shame. When she left, she kindly pulled the curtains of the tent for them, and then stood at the door of the tent and stood firm in her position.
"Ling'er, tell me, this is not a dream, Ling'er..."
Yuwen Haoyu buried his head deep into her neck, sniffing her hair fragrance, and the faint and clean breath that belongs to her body. Luo Ling shrank slightly and said embarrassedly: "
Yu, itchy..."
"Ling'er..."
Yuwen Haoyu let go of her slightly, raised his hand to stroke her slightly pale cheeks, and his shiny eyes were still clear, looking at him with a smile. Yuwen Haoyu was very afraid that this was just a dream...