Chapter eight hundred and thirty sixth unusually active Xizi
When Zhao Yue'er didn't speak, Di Xin knew that she had already figured it out.
"Okay, you must be a little tired of pretending to be your identity these days. Stop standing around and sit down!"
After signaling Song Qianwei and Zhao Yue'er to sit down, Di Xin continued: "Yue'er, now you know that this king is not really partial, right?"
Since there were no outsiders around, he simply omitted the outsider title of girl.
"Unlike Qianwei, your father is waiting for you in the pass. You cannot follow me willfully."
"I'll ask Mr. Zeng to take you back tomorrow. It will be safer and faster. Your father must be very anxious now."
Zhao Yue'er still didn't speak, but she obviously acquiesced to Di Xin's intention. She would follow Zeng Hongshen back to Yanque Pass after dawn.
Di Xin thought for a moment and said, "How about when I return in triumph, I can help you bring back some specialties from the barbarian land?"
Zhao Yue'er raised her head, opened her eyes and asked, "Really?"
"It's true, I promise."
Di Xin stretched out his little finger.
Zhao Yue'er hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her little finger and hooked it with Di Xin.
"It's a deal."
"It's a deal."
After Song Qianwei and Zhao Yue'er were taken down by Wei San to rest, Di Xin showed a smile.
Fortunately, he had the experience of raising a daughter, otherwise he would not know how to comfort Zhao Yuer.
In fact, what made Zhao Yue'er feel most aggrieved was not that he couldn't set out with the army. It was that the two of them had obviously done the same thing. After they were discovered, Song Qianwei could go, but she couldn't.
A child like Zhao Yue'er who has not yet developed his mind hates other people's favoritism the most.
She won't blame Song Qianwei, but she must have felt grievances.
Although Di Xin pointed out that it was because of Zhao Quanyou, she could not completely let go.
And Di Xin took the initiative to bring her a gift, which showed that he did not favor anyone.
Xizi also discovered that when Zhao Yuer left the tent, although she was still a little unwilling to return the next day, those grievances were basically gone.
After giving Di Xin a somewhat surprised look, she covered her mouth and chuckled, "I didn't expect that His Highness would be so capable. He could resolve a girl's grievances with just a few words."
"I just don't know how many girls will be deceived by His Highness in the future."
As she spoke, a blush appeared on her face, obviously thinking of Di Xin's sweet words in private.
Di Xin rolled his eyes at Xizi and said helplessly: "Stop thinking nonsense, Yue'er is just a child."
"Small?"
Xizi blinked his eyes, pointed a finger on Di Xin's chest, and said with a smile: "When I was as big as Yue'er, Your Highness didn't think that I was a child."
The sudden bold move made Di Xin's heart skip a beat, and he couldn't help but hold Xizi's weak and boneless Rou Yi with his backhand.
"Let me, the king, see how my beloved concubine is no longer young?"
"Your Highness, I hate it~"
Xizi let out a sweet sigh and looked at Di Xin with eyes full of eyes, as if they could overflow at any time.
Di Xin vaguely sensed that something was not right, but the martial arts cultivator's intuition did not give any dangerous information, and with the beauty in front of him, he did not think too much about it for the time being.
"Haha, my beloved concubine, I'm here to give you a good check-up!"
He laughed and hugged Xizi into his arms, his hands moving around restlessly.
Not long after, Xizi's breathing became rapid. Smelling the male hormones unique to Di Xin, his hands and feet became increasingly weak.
Half-pushing and half-pushing Di Xin's chest, she said: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, now is the time when the army is going on an expedition. It is not convenient to be here..."
It was clearly a rejection, but there was no hint of reluctance in it.
There is even a hint of desire and expectation.
Di Xin would never let down the beauty, and silently used his energy and blood to form a barrier along the perimeter of the tent, isolating the sounds inside and outside.
In the process, he had already picked up Xizi, who was half-undressed by him, and walked towards the screen.
Behind the screen is a bed for resting.
"Your Highness, don't!"
Following Xizi's exclamation full of infinite charm, the handsome tent fell into darkness.
…
Needless to say, a night of spring beauty.
Because of the bonfire party last night, the army's departure time today will be two hours later than normal.
After dawn, a refreshed Di Xin left the tent. After instructing Han Wu, who was on duty on duty, not to allow others to enter or exit for the time being, he walked towards Zeng Hongshen's tent.
Last night, he said that Zeng Hongshen would send Zhao Yue'er back to Yanque Pass today, but he has not been informed of this yet.
Zeng Hongshen was very familiar with the fluctuations in Qi and blood caused by physical loss that Di Xin was pretending at this moment, so he took the initiative to greet Di Xin as soon as he walked to his tent.
Zeng Hongshen bowed his hands slightly and asked: "Your Highness, I wonder if there is something important in coming to see the old man so early?"
Emperor Xin nodded slightly and replied: "Mr. Zeng's expectation is correct. I come here so early. I really have something to trouble you."
Zeng Hongshen asked curiously: "I wonder what it is?"
Di Xin did not answer, but raised his chin slightly, pointed at Zeng Hong's deep tent, and gestured, "Let's go into the tent and talk!"
Zeng Hongshen realized what he was doing this time. He quickly turned aside and opened the curtain himself and said, "I'm too lazy. Your Highness, please."
Di Xin stepped into it.
Compared with Di Xin's handsome tent, Zeng Hongshen's tent was much smaller, and the layout was much simpler. Apart from a bed, a set of tables and chairs, and a tea cup on the table, there was almost nothing else.
something.
Di Xin and Zeng Hongshen sat opposite each other.
Zeng Hongshen then continued to ask: "His Highness just said that he has something to do with me. I wonder what it is?"
"That's it..."
Di Xin showed a helpless smile and said: "The army captured two spies last night. Does Sir know about this?"
"I've heard a little bit about it."
Zeng Hongshen nodded slightly, but he didn't know the details.
Although he went with the army, all he wanted to do was protect the safety of Di Xin. He had no interest in paying attention to other things in the army.
Therefore, after hearing that the two spies had been caught last night, he forgot about it.
But listening to Di Xin's current meaning, it seems that there are other hidden reasons.
Faced with Zeng Hongshen's doubts, Di Xin had no intention of hiding anything and said directly: "Mr. Zeng, those two people are not spies, but Qianwei and Miss Yue'er."
"Miss Qianwei?"
"Miss Yue'er?"
Zeng Hong was stunned for a moment, and his first reaction was: "Miss Qianwei sneaked out again?"
