The carriage drove to the central army tent. The soldiers around him saw Qin Yun’s face dark and retreated one after another, not daring to say more.
Only Dugu Jin followed him into the tent, bent down and picked up the outer robe he threw down, and Hongye also knew the tactfulness and retreated.
"Which time and place was he said?" Qin Yun asked, drinking all his tea.
Dugu Jin frowned slightly and said, "Nothing is there."
"Now Daxia is launching a large-scale attack on the Restoration Army, he should also feel pressure and fear. If His Majesty really wants to negotiate, he may be able to win more things."
Qin Yun was unhappy: "No negotiation is needed!"
Dugu Jin frowned and worried: "But Tongcheng is always a check and balance, and Wanyan Honglie couldn't guarantee that he would not do anything."
A murderous intent flashed in Qin Yun's eyes: "For what happened last time, I can put most of the sins on Wu Zeng. If he dares to do this this time, all he left to him is death!"
She was frightened and a little scared, but she insisted on speaking out: "Your Majesty, I know you are very dissatisfied, but at present, the attack is blocked and the matter of Qi Dan is not guaranteed."
"What if I can talk to him?"
"You can fake negotiations and buy time for Qi Dan."
Qin Yun frowned and exhaled turbid air. He naturally understood this truth, but this negotiation was destined to be of much significance. What he wanted was Wu Zeng's death and Fan Yin, which would also be liquidated in the future.
Even Wanyan Honglie no longer planned to let him rule the Jurchens. This is not a trustworthy person. Instead of doing that, it is better to let Dugu Jin become the spokesperson.
But Wanyan Honglie could not agree with these things.
He took a deep breath and memories flashed through his mind. At that time, Wanyan Honglie was still the one who sold the pot and traveled thousands of miles to support him. The Jurchens failed to help Ashina Yuangu, and it was also his life that he was stopping him.
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When he thought of this, he suddenly felt very sad and wanted to question this bastard in person, not for public purposes, but for private purposes.
Seeing Qin Yun, who was several years younger than him, hesitated and angry, Dugu Jin could also understand his feelings very well. This was betrayed by his friends. Daxia was so supportive of the Restoration Army at the time, but now it is a big deal.
The wars and encounters.
She felt a little sad and couldn't bear it. The woman's unique gentleness burst out. She stepped forward and stretched out her hands, hugged Qin Yun's head into Xiangru's arms: "Your Majesty, it's good to have a clear conscience. I support you no matter what you do.
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A scent of body poured into Qin Yun's mouth and nose, refreshing his heart and making him feel much more peaceful quickly.
In a state of irritability, he had no intention of restraining himself. He picked Dugu Jin up in the waist and rushed towards the soft couch behind the camp.
Suddenly, the atmosphere changed!
Dugu Jin was shocked, and a hint of panic appeared on her beautiful and mature face. She just wanted to give Qin Yun a comfort, but she didn't think so.
"Your Majesty, my..."
"You are not suitable, let's go another day." She stuttered, blushed and at a loss.
Qin Yun blocked her red lips. At this moment, it was not a landslide, and no one could let him stop.
Dugu Jin's lips were vague, and her slender jade hand grabbed his collar. She felt Qin Yun's determination, and knew his temper. Her heartbeat was faster. She was not resisting, but she begged like coaxing her little ancestor: "Your Majesty,
Wait for two days!”
Bang!
The next second, the two of them fell on the soft couch, and the bead curtains on both sides were shaken. They fell down by themselves, closed steadily, covering the scene.
Qin Yun couldn't listen at all.
I saw Dugu Jin's embroidered shoes were kicked off, revealing their delicate soles, and retracted into the bright yellow tent.
"Oh." She sighed faintly, a little helpless, but she accepted it. After so long together, the two had already gotten together, but they were just the last step.
Immediately afterwards, there were silhouettes and a lot of noise in the tent.
Hongye, who was guarding outside, blushed and frightened again. What happened to Mrs. Dugu Jin? She was crying?
...
The next day, the high sun rose, shining the military camp that stretched for dozens of miles, making it look slightly warm.
Qin Yun woke up very late.
His eyes were full of energy, as if he was resurrected with blood, and even felt that his body was lighter.
"Your Majesty, are you awake?" Dugu Jin spoke softly, his eyebrows became more watery. When he stood up, his eyebrows were frowned tightly.
Qin Yun felt embarrassed and guilty, and was a little impulsive last night and committed a big taboo. This era was a time that he had to be scolded to death after thousands of years.
"You have to rest, don't serve me."
She smiled bitterly, and still covered her upper body with the quilt, only her collarbone and shoulders exposed: "This is a big tent in the marching tent, how can it be done?"
Qin Yun raised his eyebrows. His words made him think of many people, wondering if they were all in the imperial capital?
As he thought about it, he had been in a daze for a long time and missed Rui'er and Tianyao to wait for the child.
"Your Majesty?" Dugu Jin was suspicious and reached out to shake his hand.
Qin Yun came back to his senses and took him into his arms: "Lying down for a while."
Feeling the warm body temperature, Dugu Jin was extremely warm and completely fell into trouble. His jade hand couldn't help but touch his chest: "Your Majesty, am I a woman?"
Qin Yun joked: "To be precise, that's the moment last night, forget it."
She made a big blushing face, her snow-white teeth gently bit Qin Yun's chest, her long hair was disheveled, and she was extremely beautiful, and she complained: "Your Majesty, you can't run around recently."
"Why?" Qin Yun was stunned, looking at her increasingly beautiful face, and couldn't help but want to kiss her.
"What else can it be, it's unlucky." She frowned slightly and looked serious.
Qin Yun smiled and said, "I don't believe this, I just feel a little wronged."
"I have nothing to be wronged, I will only be wronged by Your Majesty." She replied gently.
At that moment, Qin Yun was a little fluttered. Dugu Jin really found a big leak. Not only did he provide a lot of help, he also handed over the most precious thing.
The two hugged each other, looked at each other, and gradually kissed them.
After a long time, Qin Yun walked out of the marching tent and left it for her to rest. Her body was a little overwhelmed.
He ran into Hongye head-on. Hongye looked at him with a strange look, as if shy, and bent down and said, "Your Majesty, just now, Zamu agreed to hand over the recipe."
"But he has a request."
Qin Yun was happy, but calm, raised his eyebrows and said, "Request, what are the requirements?"
"He wants His Majesty to make an oath to treat the Jurchen civilians well." Hongye looked up.
Qin Yun waved his hand: "Tell him that I promised to treat civilians well as my emperor, but I will not make an oath."
"Immediately pass on my will and set up military rules. In any war in the coming war, the Xia army will not affect civilians. Provide refuge for civilians. Those who violate the order will be killed!"
"Just show him the imperial edict."
"In addition, I have a major event to announce in front of the battle!"