MTL - A Good Protagonist Bends When He Says-Chapter 4 The palace fight is in progress [3]

Jing Ye saw the two walking away and wanted to catch up, but he vaguely heard what the two were saying, and angrily stepped on the hapless flute.

But they also went to Taoyuan to retrieve the flute, washed it and put it in the study.

"Linglong, I heard from Liuli that you met a stranger in Taoyuan today?" Yu Jinyu, the junior general, came to see her in the evening.

"Hmm." A very stupid person→_→

"My Royal Highness and I were playing chess in the outer garden. He grabbed the pieces on the chessboard and said that he wanted to use heaven and earth as the game, and himself as the chess. ."

"I think he should have realized the honesty and simplicity of the earth." This person's chess skills are really uncomplimentable. Every time Yu Shisan lost to Yu Jinyu, he was very neat.

"His Royal Highness the Prince has a deep understanding. When he went back, he walked in a hurry, because it was too late for my brother to remind him that his clothes were flawed."

The two had a tacit understanding and smiled at each other.

"Can't anyone else?"

"In today's world, who do I have to give up?" Such a proud and conceited remark, only cold and cold, is true, there is no one available except Yu Jinyu.

The Jing Dynasty is somewhat similar to the Song Dynasty, which is on the verge of extinction.

General Yu died in battle a few years ago, and the stability for the court has only lasted until now, but Yu Jinyu is still young.

A high official. If so, he would not be Yu Jinyu.

"Your Majesty has already drawn up a decree." The battle of Northern Xinjiang is a must.

"You're coming back alive."

"Okay." Yu Jinyu touched Yu Shisan's head, "Why are you crying, my son of the Yu family, if you die in battle, your blood will not be in vain."

"You can't die in battle, you have to come back alive."

"Okay." There are thousands of things in the world, how can you be as good as you want? But there is always hope.

Yu Shisan wrote down all the things related to the war that he had learned in this world and in this life and gave it to Yu Jinyu, hoping that some places could help him.

The world she came from has long since transitioned from the era of cold weapons to the era of hot weapons, and many lessons should be useful. She was writing hard under the oil lamp, and her chest was a little blocked. She coughed a few times and spat out a mouthful of blood. No one found around, Yu Shisan wiped off the blood and put the paper close to the oil lamp.

Before the expedition, the two stayed up all night, discussing tactics and methods. Yu Shisan could feel that Yu Jinyu's level had risen to a new level. I wish people a long time.

Yu Shisan has been keeping in touch with Yu Jinyu, a letter for half a month, and occasionally know that he has suffered a small injury, or won a small game, or how much he has lost. Although there are fewer wins and more losses, when he went three years ago, there were not a few cities left, but instead he took back two of the cities that had been robbed. He even left a bloodline in the northern border, and the mother of the two children is very ordinary.

"How many times did we take baths together when we were young, why are we so shy now?"

"I'm not shy. Sister...Why am I so big here and I'm tired of walking."

"I don't know." Girl, even if the reason for the **** may be genetic, I can't explain it to you.

In the soup pool, the two sat opposite each other, and the water was steaming.

"Sister, can you come out after entering the palace?"

"Yes."

"We must separate, must we marry?"

"Hmm."

"I don't want to go to the palace." I want to be with my sister forever. Yu Liuli lowered her head and whispered, and poured a handful of water on her face, which fell with tears.

Yu Liuli saw the favorability above her head change from 90 to 100.

The general's wife had made a marriage for them, but the two sons died. Yu Shisan began to hate the world line.

Fifteen and no worries, peeking at the shyness of teenagers.

It's a pity that such a beautiful age has nothing to do with the girls who enter the palace. The general's wife dressed them up and watched them sit on the sedan chair that entered the palace.

Jing Ye has ascended the throne, and the Emperor Taishang did not know where he went to travel and cultivate. The little cherished thoughts of those days became more and more profound and intense as they brewed with age. The bamboo flute has turned yellow, but because the owner often rubs it, it is smooth and moist.

"I'm Jing Ye."

"I know." Did you come here on purpose to say this? Yu Shisan felt that this person's motives were very puzzling, and his favorability rating of 70 was even more inexplicable.

"You...would you like to stay here?" He remembered that he met Liuli in the palace a few days ago, and heard her complain that she wanted to leave here and go home with her sister.

Liu Li didn't know his identity, if he knew, he might be frightened. Thinking of this, he felt confident and a little proud. I don't know why he wants to hear Yu Linglong say yes.

"Your Majesty may protect my sister and I?" Yu Shisan stopped his salute, his eyes lowered, and the cinnabar mole was bright red like blood and tears. A few days ago, Yu Liuli was pushed into the water. He saved Liuli, but he did not punish the person who pushed Liuli.

Jing Ye's face changed slightly, and he said lightly, "You rest early." He left without looking back.

In his left hand, which he hadn't taken out, hid a yellow bamboo flute under his sleeve, daring not to express the awkward feelings of the boy under the peach blossom tree.