Chapter 47
Chapter 47
Early in the morning of the second day, Shao Guan asked for leave and didn't go to the morning court. It was near noon before he slowly took the outer robe handed over by Murong Xing, got up and went to bed.
"If Your Highness doesn't hurry up, I'm afraid that lunch will have to be brought to the bedroom."
Hearing Murong Xing's smiling words, Shao Guan put on the corset for himself, gritted his teeth again, and swallowed back the soft hum that was involved in the pain when dressing.
"Who is it early in the morning..."
Shao Guan glanced fiercely at Murong Xing. The golden and jade-noble boy gestured with the dark black belt for a long time before realizing that he couldn't fasten it well, so he forced himself to turn to Murong Xing with a sullen face.
"Just what?" A slight smile flashed across Murong Xing's long and narrow phoenix eyes, his voice was deep and hoarse, with obvious bewitching meaning.
He watched Shao Guan's face gradually showing a look of embarrassment like a young man's anger, and he knew that if he continued to tease Shao Guan, he would be annoyed.
Murong Xing suppressed the smile on his lips, walked to Shao Guan's side in a few steps, and took the belt with his hand.
Another hand took the end of the belt and wrapped it around the boy's waist.
The slightly hot fingertips, with the rough feeling of thin calluses, gently traced Shao Guan's thin waist little by little, and the boy's breathing became heavier for a moment.
"I'm going to go to Lingnan in a few days. Please forgive my disrespect for a few more days, please?"
Murong Xing's handsome face like a banished fairy melted into a beautiful halo under the bright sunshine at noon. He had such a cold expression, and his voice was cold, but it made people feel numb in the ears.
"... Swords have no eyes on the battlefield. When you go to Lingnan, remember to be careful, and don't be tricked by Yang Ling."
Shao Guan snorted softly, feeling a little itchy in the root of his teeth, he opened his mouth, but the last thing he could say was this one exhortation.
In the previous life, Murong Xing had never said such frank love words to him.Even if the love is strong, life and death, there is only a simple sentence in the boy's mouth, "I love you".
In the first rebirth, Murong Xing seemed to have changed a lot, but the tenderness in his eyes when looking at him remained unchanged.
"I know."
Murong Xing lowered his head slightly, and straightened the belt for Shao Guan. Without restraint, he took the stunned boy into his arms.
"On the day you set off, I will send you off outside Chang'an City..."
"Okay. The minister must wait for His Highness."
Three days later, Murong Xing put on the silver-armored uniform again, and followed the army that set out from Chang'an City, all the way to the southwest.
Murong Xing controlled the horses under his seat and walked beside Yang Ling. When he looked back, he saw the handsome young man standing on the wall of Chang'an city.
Yang Ling was ordered to go out as he wished, and he was in a good mood. Seeing Murong Xing's eyes looking at the city wall, he chuckled lightly.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince actually went out of the city to see off the prince himself. It seems that the prince Murong is really a celebrity in the East Palace."
Yang Ling deliberately accentuated the words, and his words were half teasing, half disdainful.
"Mr. Yang is also a popular person around some people. He went out to fight today, and discussed matters all night last night. I am afraid that only Mr. Yang can be so favored?"
This sounded nothing unusual, but to others it just meant that Yang Ling was reused by Emperor Liang.
But Yang Ling knew in his heart that at this juncture, Murong Xing's words were undoubtedly expressing his dissatisfaction with Yuan Qiong.
"It's not that I don't want to discuss matters with my son, it's just that my son is in the East Palace, so it's quite troublesome to arrange..." Yang Ling looked carefully at Murong Xing's expression, maintaining a smile on his lips.
"At midnight tonight, please invite the son to come to preside over the account. I will discuss it later."
Murong Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, with no expression of joy or anger: "Could it be that Your Excellency came here in person?"
"For such a big event, he should come and arrange it himself." Yang Ling winked at the guard beside him, and someone brought the box containing the tiger charm.
"Thanks to the son, I can be the commander of this army."
"However, I have never been in contact with military affairs before. There are many inconveniences in the army, and I have to rely on my son for many things. Please help me a lot."
Murong Xing's thin lips curled slightly, and he glanced at the half-faced Tiger Talisman that Yang Ling handed over, but didn't reach out to take it.
"Mr. Yang, the rules are the rules. Since the young master is the commander-in-chief now, you should give orders. You and I are both ministers, so naturally we should encourage each other."
A smug smile flashed in Yang Ling's slender eyes. He played with the tiger amulet in his hand and nodded: "That's right, for the prosperity of our court, we encourage you and me together."
The army marched all the way until the evening. Although it was approaching summer and the sky was dark late, the forest was full of trees and was completely shrouded in darkness.
"My lord, I found a mark on the stone wall in front of me."
A servant from the prime minister's mansion who followed Yang Ling to the expedition ran from afar and whispered in Yang Ling's ear.
"Pass my military order, the whole army will set up camp on the spot, and continue to march tomorrow at Maoshi!"
The order was sent back by a row of sergeants, and soon all the soldiers put down their halberds and sabers, and set up simple camps around them.
Murong Xing was still sitting on the horse, watching Yang Ling whisper a few words to the servant, and when he turned around, he said calmly: "But the plan has changed?"
"It's just a change of time. First, Murong Shizi and I went to the front to check the terrain personally. It's good that a few lieutenants are in charge here."
The two rode their horses galloping all the way, and about every half a mile there would be a petal-shaped imprint lightly engraved on the tree trunk. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't find it at all.
"This pattern is our secret code. In the future, whether it is passing orders or waiting for orders, this mark will be used."
While talking, Yang Ling got off his horse and checked the surrounding tree trunks. After confirming that there were no more marks ahead, he raised his hand to signal Murong Xing to get off his horse.
"It's here."
As soon as Yang Ling finished speaking, the flame on the torch in Murong Xing's hand was suddenly extinguished by a gust of wind from a flying knife.
It's just that Murong Xing reacted very quickly, he turned sideways the moment the flame went out, and struck the torch in his hand in the direction of the flying knife.
In the darkness, there was a muffled sound of a torch hitting a tree trunk, Murong Xingfeng's eyes turned cold, and just as the dagger hidden in his sleeve slipped into his palm, he heard a smiling voice not far away.
"Murong Shizi, it's me! To prevent the light from attracting patrolling soldiers and wild beast wolves, I rashly extinguished the torch in Shizi's hand with a flying knife. Is it my fault? I hope Shizi will be merciful."
A black figure slowly came out from the woods, still wearing a black cloak covering the whole body, but after seeing Murong Xing and Yang Ling, the brim of the hat was removed, revealing a face as fair as moonlight.
"Your Excellency, you are being polite." Murong Xing waved his sleeve and put away the dagger, watching Yuan Qiong walk in front of him with a blank expression.
"Now that the soldiers of Liang Guo's elite army are in our hands, the Lingnan Army has also become a climate. There is no shortage of soldiers, horses, money and food. My hope of restoring the country, and the glory and wealth of Qing and others are right in front of us!"
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