The Empress’ Livestream

One Thousand Ninety-Two: The Storm Rises Again (8)

"Perhaps it's because I've been too tired recently, and the climate is not acclimatized - after this period of time passes, it will naturally get better."

Nie Liang rubbed the sore and cold tip of his nose, resisting the urge to sneeze, his eyes were bloodshot.

Wei Xingchi questioned, "Did you really drink the medicine that the doctor prepared?"

Nie Liang paused, thinking of the pitch-black concoction, he couldn't help but feel bitter in his mouth, and his stomach was sour.

Although he restrained his emotions quickly, he still did not escape Wei Ying's observation.

Thinking of his best friend's temper, Wei Ying's lowered brows couldn't help but twitch.

Nie Liang is an adult in his thirties, it's not that he just turned three years old, he didn't say anything out of hardship, and even did the stupid thing of secretly pouring out the medicine.

"Let's go down now, and ask someone to fry another bowl, and Guangshan will drink it before resting."

Wei Ling is more or less an old lady, especially Wei Ling, who is sick, poured out the medicine juice out of fear of suffering, which led to the prolongation of the disease——

No matter how small the illness is, once it is delayed for a long time, it will still become a serious illness.

Nie Liang smiled helplessly, "I still don't drink this medicine anymore. After drinking it for so long, it still doesn't work, so I'm suffering for nothing."

Wei Ying paused, and said with a serious expression, "In this case, call the doctor to come over and show you, can't you change the prescription?"

Either drink the medicine, or ask the doctor to come and prescribe a more indescribable medicine, Nie Liang decisively chose the former.

At the same time, Wei Ci returned to his residence under the moonlight.

The room was pitch black, so he took out a torch from his sleeve and lit the oil lamp on the lamp in the dark.

"Ok?"

With the help of the orange-red candlelight, Wei Ci vaguely saw a strangely protruding black figure on the bed, as if leaning over a person.

"Who's there?"

The candle flame crackled, Wei Ci yelled towards the bed, and the black figure with his back to him finally turned around.

"Huh? Zixiao just came back now?" Jiang Pengji stood up with something in her arms, muttering, "If you don't come back, you will be caught and cooked. It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, if it wasn't for you The servant brought it back, maybe it is gone."

Wei Ci knew who it was as soon as he heard the voice, so he relaxed and continued to light other candles, gradually lighting up the dark room.

Because Jiang Pengji got up quite a bit, the black and white meatballs who finally fell asleep let out a dissatisfaction, and opened their big moist eyes.

Smelling a familiar scent, it stretched out two fleshy claws in the direction of Wei Ci, as if begging for a hug and a kiss.

"Tsk, this thing has become a master? Even my people dare to snatch it—"

Jiang Pengji ruthlessly poked the black and white meatball on the forehead, causing it to roll upside down.

"My lord, are you still eating with animals?"

Wei Ci was amused, raised his hand to scoop it up, and picked up the little guy.

Although he raised it, he was usually taken care of by servants or logistics soldiers, and he ate more than the lord every day.

It's a treasure in the army!

"It's fun to eat occasionally. How is your family in Zhongzhao doing?"

Jiang Pengji let out a breath, her cheeks blushed obviously because of her deep sleep, which made her look a bit more feminine.

Wei Ci's heart warmed, and he smiled slightly, "Thank you for your concern, my lord. I heard that my eldest brother works for the Nie family. I think they are doing well."

Nie Liang is a direct descendant of the Nie family, and is now highly valued by the Nie family. As his right-hand man, Wei Ling's status is naturally not low.

Relying on this relationship, the relatives who defected to the Wei family in Bianzhou would not live too badly.

"My lord has been waiting here for so long, is it just to ask this?"

Because of the lessons learned from previous lives, Wei Ci didn't want to get too involved with Wei Shi, and only needed to maintain a casual friendship.

Facing Jiang Pengji, he didn't want to mention Wei Shi's matter too much.

Jiang Pengji shook her head.

"Of course it's not just one thing, I have a surprise! There's no one to share it with at the moment, so after thinking about it, I'm going to find Zixiao."

Wei Ci thought about it, carefully recalling what happened recently.

After thinking about it, there is only one thing that can make the lord so happy——

"Any news from Jingrong?"

Jiang Pengji smiled and nodded,

"Zixiao has an exquisite mind, and nothing can escape your control. Jingrong led troops into Chenzhou, and he also treacherously calculated Xu Pei's power in order to confuse Bogao's eyes and ears in Chenzhou. Now that you're done, it's too late to catch up." To invite credit?"

She has been patient these days, pretending to be nothing, and watching from the sidelines, is it because of this good news?

Fortunately, Yang Si lived up to her high expectations, and successfully completed this plan of deceiving the sky and stealing the truth.

otherwise--

Hehe, Yang Si can't blame her.

Yang Si, who was trying to find a way to cross the Song River, sneezed, and cold snot dripped down from his nose. He quickly took out a handkerchief to cover his nose.

"It's the middle of the night, who is talking about it?"

Yang Si twisted his nose, and immediately felt that the air was fresh.

The strong and black Dian Yin carefully brought a bowl of pitch-black concoction, "Military Master, the last general is coming in."

"Ok--"

Yang Si hid the veil, sniffed, and suppressed the water vapor surging from the corners of his eyes.

It's not too bad to catch a cold at this time.

The body is uncomfortable, and the mood cannot be bright.

Dian Yin stepped into the tent, his strong body made the tent a bit cramped and crowded, he carefully brought the medicine to Yang Si's table.

Inviting credit as if authentic, "Military Master, the last general also found candied fruit for you, and each one is rolled with a thick honey icing, which is absolutely sweet."

Yang Si took a sip carefully, the unpalatable concoction spread in his mouth, and his whole face wrinkled into a ball.

"Candied fruit -"

Yang Si grabbed a handful indiscriminately and threw two into his mouth. It took a while to suppress the bitterness, and his frown gradually relaxed.

"Is there any news from the secret agent?"

After drinking half a bowl of medicine, his drowsy mind became more comfortable, and Yang Si's violent temper became much milder.

Dian Yin said, "The spies in front sent back news that the envoys of Nie's family were ordered to enter the pass, I'm afraid it's uneasy and well-intentioned."

Yang Si chewed the candied fruit and said vaguely, "My lord has a strong temper. No matter how uneasy and kind-hearted Nie is, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get cheap from her. Have you checked the hands? Tomorrow, we have to cross the Song River. We have to catch up with Nie." Arrived in Meng County, Cangzhou before the attack—”

Dian Yin hesitated, and asked, "Military Master, if you only bring two thousand elites into Cangzhou, once Huang Song attacks us—"

"The lord dared to bring five thousand elites into Cangzhou, but we are no better than the lord, two thousand is enough. If it is not to put pressure on the Nie mission, these two thousand people should not be brought." Yang Sixiao He said, "Give Huang Song three more guts, and he won't dare to kill him right now."

The relationship between Huang Song and the lord is tantamount to cold lips and teeth.

The two can only form an alliance, and they can't tear each other apart. If Huang Song dares to use tricks to assassinate the lord right now, Nie will definitely take the opportunity to kill him.

At that time, with the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind, Huang Song's own life will not be saved, so what is he planning?

"Furthermore—if too many troops are deployed—"

Yang Si's eyes were cold, and he pointed in the direction of Zhejiang County.

"I'm afraid, someone will take advantage of the void."

Chenzhou is empty of troops. If there is not enough troops to sit in the town, who knows that Han Yu, who has a dark heart, will not take the opportunity to stab him?

Dian Yin was taken aback, "This, this is not enough, is it?"

In order to help the lord to stabilize the rear, Yang Si and Dian Yin formed an alliance with Xu Pei of Zhejiang County as representatives, and the forces of the two sides had frequent contacts.

Dian Yin respects Han Yu quite a lot because of the scumbag's longing for the top student.

Yang Si sneered, "Why not? The alliance is not a long-term solution, it's just a paper agreement, which can be torn up at any time."

This not only applies to Jiang Pengji and Huang Song, but also applies to her alliance with Xu Pei.

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