C188 A Battlefield Without Smoke(2)

"Aiyo, this thing can't be replicated." Ji Cheng pulled out a mechanism on the Tiger Tally and pointed to the explanation of the Talisman Pavilion. "If we want to mobilize the troops of the Right General Meng Xia, we need to use this thing to merge with the other half of his hand. Even if we steal something we don't know, it's useless. "

He touched Tiger Tally's belly, which had countless curves. "It's indeed exquisite." He handed it to Ji Cheng and said, "I'll return it to you."

"But you can't say for sure." Ji Cheng put the Tiger Talisman away and lowered his voice. "If my brothers know the situation, it is best to be the King of Wealth and Leisure. I will make them feel safe for the rest of their lives..."

Hearing this, Fu Tingzhi pursed his lips and lowered his eyelids. Today, she knew too much. Although there were many bloody fights for the throne in the history of later generations, to truly hear it with one's own ears and read it in books were two different things. Fu Tingzhi admitted that he was not the Holy Mother, and there were also quite a few dead souls under her in a few battles. But that was a war after all. When she thought about how it was her pillow who had done all these vicious things, she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

In this smokeless battlefield, how many lives had been lost in each generation of the court. On the surface, the emperor of each generation appeared to be extremely glorious on the surface, but who knew that there was a storm of blood behind the scenes?

When he recovered from his daze, he looked at his lover. He looked at the armor on his back and counted the scars on the armor. What kind of blade light could leave such a mark on such a heavy armor? This person killed his way out from a pile of dead people, he was used to seeing life and death. Every day, he was experiencing a battle of life and death. He attacked ruthlessly just so that he would not die.

The Talisman Pavilion wanted him to not die, and not to let him live. This immortality contained too many things that he couldn't achieve, too many hardships and tribulations. Thus, after venting her anger, she accepted her fate. Forget it, forget it. Who asked her to choose such a person? The heavens allowed her to be reborn in such a war-torn era. Whoever lived, who died, who should be the emperor? How could she control it?

"Now that the Heavenly Eye's influence is growing stronger and stronger, the fish that should have been released should have been released a long time ago. It's fine if they don't move, as long as they dare to move. " Ji Cheng didn't pay attention to the changes in Fu Ting's expression. He continued to speak in a carefree manner, "Fu Ting said that he wants to plan for his future heirs. If we leave too many esteemed and respected princes behind, how can our sons sit stably in the kingdom? "

"Bah!" Fu Ting Zhi was angry and angry at the same time. He said unhappily, "You really have no conscience. Being your brother really owes you in your previous life."

"Exactly." Ji Cheng was not angry. Instead, he was happy. "They owe me, but I owe you. I will pay you back in this life. Pavilion Head, you are so beautiful. " Looking at Fu Ting's angry face, Ji Cheng's heart was filled with joy." Really Ting Zhi, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. "

This sentence extinguished the unnamed fire in the heart of the pavilion. For a moment, it caused her heart to surge." A lifetime is very long. Who can say for sure what the future... No matter how beautiful one is, they will still grow old. "

"Fu Zhi." Ji Cheng smiled and did not bother with these things. Since he was sincere, there was no need to say more. Now, he was thinking of another matter, and it was somewhat difficult to put it into words. "Can you help me?"

"This is not helping..." When Fu Ting Zhi said half a sentence, he understood the meaning behind Ji Cheng's words. "You want me to continue pretending to be a man?"

Ji Cheng knew that if he lied to the two of them again, there would be discord and discord between them. He would not tell the truth. "The peace talks were successful. Fu Si was not willing to be humiliated and committed suicide to die in the country. Fu Tine, as the adopted daughter of the Fu family, married into the royal family. This plan could be said to be flawless, but I still want to keep Fu Si as a person."

"Ting Zhi." Ji Cheng sincerely called out again, "I have too few capable people by my side, so I can only invite you to help me."

"Qingcheng, do you know that although I am the Imperial Censor of Great Zhou, I have never gone to court and have never heard of politics?" It was not easy for me to get rid of my identity as a man and get rid of the days of fear. How could Fu Ting give up? "For so many years, I have not been recognized as a woman. One reason is because the characteristics of young women are not obvious. The key is that my family protects me and I don't have much time to enter and leave the crowd. "

"I know it's very difficult" Ji Cheng was also in a difficult position. Marrying Fu Ting was the biggest wish of his life. However, once she entered the harem with Fu Tine's identity, "If you become a concubine in the harem, it would be difficult for the government to help me."

"No." However, Fu Tingzhi did not think so. "My silly Qingcheng, as the saying goes, one person is above ten thousand people. As an empress, it should be more convenient." He reached out and stroked the hair that was scattered on his forehead. "I'm not afraid that others will say that he's the chicken, Si Chen. What are you worried about?"

"I want to borrow your reputation..." Ji Cheng looked like he was trying to hide his true feelings. "Ting Zhi, the day you were shot, I swore to the God of Snow Mountain that I will never lie to you in this life..."

"Borrowing my reputation? Fu Ting Zhi thought for a moment and understood. "You mean if Fu Siqi died, even if a woman from the Fu family entered the palace..." Shiling will definitely complain to you and might even stop me from entering the Palace to wait for you." So that's how it was. Fu Ting Zhi suddenly felt a little disheartened." A dead Fu Si, of course, would not be as good as a living number one scholar... "