C162 Night Meeting at the Inn(2)

Ji Cheng raised his eyes and glared at Zhu Hua, then looked at the tightly shut door. He gritted his teeth and pulled the horse back a little, then raised his hand to stop his subordinate who was about to make a move. He thought to himself, 'Since I saw Fu Rong, I have been restricted in every way. Fortunately, the troops I brought were all personal soldiers from the northeast battlefield.' Otherwise, the Grand Marshal would have been threatened by a young man. If word got out, how would he lead the troops in the future? Fu Ting's leader, I did such a small thing. Don't tell me you can't tell what I did it for?

That resentment had gathered in his heart for more than a day. At this moment, it had finally reached a critical point. Ji Cheng pulled his horse and galloped back and forth on the spot. He wanted to charge forward at all costs several times. He opened the door of the carriage with a spear and took the person inside back.

What about after he took the person back? Ji Cheng could still remember what happened when he held the dagger against his throat. He had no choice but to give up on that idea. He tried his best to suppress the impulse in his heart. Ji Cheng raised his head and shouted, "Ah!" He rode back to the car.

"Okay, I'll send you back to Zhongdu." He stopped and said, "You must let me see you."

A sigh came from within the car. "My father... is already dead." If the look on the city wall was still uncertain, the pavilion would have been able to confirm it. In Ji Cheng's heart, he was definitely not just feeling guilty and indebted, but a debt of love that he had been pestering for the rest of his life. However, this time, he was the one who had used this feeling in exchange for himself. There were some scenes that he had to do even if he did not want to play.

Ji Cheng felt a pain in his chest, and he almost fell off his horse. The hatred of killing his father was irreconcilable. Ji Cheng reached out to support the roof of the car. "Is your father's death also my fault? Pavilion Head?" There was no more sound in the car.

"What is the Grand Marshal planning to do?" Zhu Hua, who was driving, spoke in a light tone, "Do you want Lord Fu to be disloyal and disloyal?"

Forget it, forget it. "General Meng." Ji Cheng called Meng Xia over to make some arrangements. "Without my orders, the army cannot act rashly." Then he rode back to the side of the bicycle. "I will personally escort you back to Zhongdu."

Zhu Hua waited for a while, but there was still no sound from the carriage. He pulled the reins of the carriage and said, "Drive!" Along the way, they passed through the enemy camp. Because Ji Cheng was escorting them, it was relatively stable. However, the soldiers that they brought along had to have some conflicts with the soldiers of the Great Zheng Army. It also quickly calmed down.

In the afternoon, they passed by a small county. Zhu Hua leaned his car against an inn and said, "Sir, enemies have entered this place. We have to be careful." Everyone was exhausted from traveling through the night. Even if they did not rest, their horses would not be able to bear it. "There is still a day's journey to the capital. Let's rest for a night before we leave."

"Alright, let's rest for a night before we leave." Fu Rong was temporarily safe, so he wasn't in a hurry.

Even though they were separated by the carriage, Fu Tingzhi was still able to feel the burning gaze of the person that passed through the barrier. He wiped his face, which was still wet with tears, and said, "Second Dong, put on the bamboo hat for me." Since he knew that he would meet this person, the bamboo hat had already been prepared. It didn't matter whether he felt sad or sad. He couldn't let this person know that he hadn't accomplished anything, and he didn't dare to expose his weakness to him.

He didn't think that he was a pretentious person, so it was necessary for him to be pretentious at this moment.

Wearing a bamboo hat, he appeared in front of everyone. The black veil covered his swollen eyes and face, and Fu Ting was supported by Second Dong as he got out of the carriage and entered the inn straight into his room.

Ji Cheng looked at the slender figure in a daze. He had lost weight again after being separated for several months. His thin body was wrapped in clothes, and it seemed as if the wind could blow him down. During this period of time... Sigh, it had been tough on him.

In the middle of the night, at the small county inn, in the room of the Talisman Pavilion.

It was very uncomfortable to be noticed while sleeping. He had already slept very unstably, and now he was completely awake. "You are not allowed to touch me." He did not even need to open his eyes to know who was sitting by the bedside and staring at him.

Now, it was very different from before. He did not sleep with his chest crossed. As long as he got close to the secret, he could no longer hide it. "Get out." Fu Zhizhi didn't dare to be careless. He coldly spoke to chase people out.

"Since I'm here, I don't intend to go out." Ji Cheng shrank his legs and got on the bed. "I've killed many people in my life, so I don't have many more Bureaus soldiers." Was he planning to be shameless?

In the middle of the night, Fu Ting did not plan to alarm anyone, since he knew what the other party was thinking. To him, this person wasn't scary at all. What was scary was the affection in his heart. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to defend his position and would compromise as soon as possible. He turned around and left a back view for him. He thought, Worst comes to worst, I won't stay in the shop anymore along the way. I'll stay in the carriage.

"In the past, we used to sleep in one bed and eat at a table. How happy was that?" Ji Cheng, on the other hand, was quite natural. He fell outside and hugged his head as he laid down. "Now, you don't even need to look at me. I'm the prince of a righteous country. Why did you suffer such humiliation? " He didn't dare to use force, the soft guy didn't even care about him. In the end, the only thing left was to lose face.

"Ting Zhi said that the chessboard is like a battlefield. Only by restraining the edge and avoiding the edge of the blade can you defeat the opponent in one move. "Ji Cheng said slowly. He was no different from the two of them when they were sleeping in the same bed." How do you become an emperor? How do you become an emperor? How to become a wise emperor is the Ting Sect and Ji Cheng. Now you want to blame me. It's too late for you to deny the method I used."