Cifengque

Chapter 212 Waiting for You to Marry Me Willingly
On the second day of the martial arts competition, because Yang Ze played against the leaders of the central army, they were wiped out in two rounds and four games, and none of them won a single game. Dou Shang is not a mediocre person.

The Central Protectorate was at the bottom again, which made the rest of the three armies feel a lot more at ease. This should be a normal result.

After the big ups and downs, the people in the Central Guard Army were in a slump, and they were all downcast. Junci winked at Qin Xiao to appease these people, and she couldn't do things like boosting morale by herself every time.

She called Gao Yi over and said to him: "Tomorrow's most important martial arts competition is to capture the flag."

Gao Yi is the standard-bearer chosen by Jun Ci after thousands of choices, but she doesn't have much time to personally give instructions. Before leaving, she specifically told Ying Wuchen that Ying Wuchen could focus on cultivating Gao Yi.

"General, I will swear to protect the flag to the death." Gao Yi clasped his fists together and made a crisp clapping sound, expressing his determination loudly and loudly.

"This is not a real battlefield. Winning or losing is really important to me, but I just want you to do your best." Junci reached out and patted his wrist, "Don't be nervous, tell me, I'm not in the army During your days, Lord Jiulang has taught you something."

"Mr. Ying selects a lot of soldiers to practice against me every day..." Gao Yi regarded Jun Ci as the master in his heart, so he naturally knew everything.

For Gao Yi to improve his personal martial arts, Jun Ci reserved the kung fu that suits him, and did not bring Chen Chen with him for the escort food, so Chen Chen stayed to guide Gao Yi. Ying Wuchen chose different soldiers to practice against Gao Yi every day. , The number of people, the time, and even the location of the sparring are always close to his ears. Sometimes it rains heavily, and he doesn't let Gao Yi and others rest.

After hearing this, Junci nodded: "Whatever you practiced in the past, you will treat it as a practice tomorrow."

"promise."

"Go on." Jun Ci originally wanted to mention something, but found that she didn't need to.

Ge Yinying Wuchen has already let Gao Yi try all the changes that can be encountered through sparring, and more can only be seen if he can master it, and no one else can help him.

When Gao Yi left, Jun Ci kept his brows silent.

Until Gao Yu's report came from outside: "Mr. Ying is here."

Junci turned around, and Ying Wuchen, who was dressed in a moon-white wide-sleeved robe, came slowly. He was not in a hurry, and every step was as if measured.

"Why are you in a trance?" Ying Wuchen walked to her side, put the food box in his hand on the high table, and turned to see that Junci was still in a trance.

Blinking, Junci turned around and faced Ying Wuchen, she said: "Just now I asked Gao Yi something, thank you brother Ying family for taking care of the army these days."

Linglong's mind is like that of a minister, and she only needs to think about it to understand what she is thinking. He didn't point it out, but said humbly: "Being entrusted by you, you must take care of yourself."

After finishing speaking, he rolled his wide sleeves in one hand, opened the food box with the other, took out the porcelain cup inside, took out a small bowl, filled a bowl of soup gracefully, and handed it to Jun Ci with both hands: "It's a little hot, Drink slowly."

Junci lowered her head and glanced at the soup, which was bright in color and overflowing with medicinal fragrance. She took it numbly, but finally couldn't help asking: "After returning this time, Qin Xiao, Gao Yi and others all said to follow. Brother Ying's family has benefited a lot...Brother Ying's family seems to be well versed in the way of marching."

Whether it was teaching Qin Xiao and others, or helping Junci to watch the Central Guard Army, Junci did not doubt too much that Ying Wuchen had rich experience in marching and combat, but this time Gao Yi's matter was different, and he did not personally It is impossible for people who have experienced the battlefield to think of those accidents out of thin air. This is an experience that cannot be fully understood no matter how many military books they read.

Ying Wuchen sat down with his back straight, arranged his clothes in a graceful manner, put them neatly on his knees, sat upright, his quiet eyes sparkled with stars: "What do you want to know? You can ask me directly, I I will not lie to you, just like I told you yesterday that Pang Wei is my subordinate. As long as you want to know, I will let you know."

His bright black pupils are clear and clear, full of sincerity.

Jun Ci believes that as long as she asks: Who are you?
He will definitely blow away the mist covering her eyes, and tell her all the curious things in her heart.

But the voice was stuck in her throat, and Jun Ci didn't ask, because she knew very well that once some things were revealed, she had to face them.

He still doesn't want to let go of himself now, if she knows his true identity, he will be even more unscrupulous towards her.

Taking a slight breath, Jun Ci raised her head and drank the soup in her hand, and when she lowered her head, she already had a natural expression, her usual smirk hung on her lips: "What can I want to know? It's just that brother Ying's family admires him for his knowledge and wealth, and he said something casually, so brother Ying's family doesn't need to take it to heart."

The light in his eyes was slightly deep, and Ying Wuchen stared at her deeply, as if he wanted to lock her tightly with his eyes.

As if Junci had never heard of it, she sat down next to Ying Wuchen, across the height, poured herself another bowl of soup, blew on the hot air, and gulped it down.

After a while, Ying Wuchen almost couldn't hear a short smile, and looked away: "A Ci, you are so timid."

His voice was neither high nor low, as calm as usual.

Jun Ci, who has always been strong, did not argue with him, but chose to ignore it.

Seeing that Jun Ci ignored him, Ying Wuchen tilted his head and looked at her deeply: "The general will write to Aye, asking about your marriage."

Jun, who was about to pick up the porcelain cup, gave a pause, and was finally willing to look back at him.

He and she looked at each other in silence, their pupils were very clear, as if there were stars swaying, but it was as if the waves of the sea were stagnant, as calm as the years were frozen, and everything stopped flowing.

In the end, it was Ying Wuchen who broke the calm: "Aye sent someone to ask me when to propose marriage."

The fingertips couldn't help turning white, Jun Ci's face remained calm, but his heart was still a little panicked.

Eyelids drooped slightly, and she saw her white fingertips holding the porcelain cup in her eyes, a trace of sadness flashed across her quiet pupils, Ying Wuchen turned his eyes away from Junci: "I let Aye treat you and me I rejected the general at a young age."

Surprised, joyful, and fortunate emotions appeared on her face one by one, and Junci sipped the soup in silence without saying a word.

Ying Wuchen sat quietly for a while, and when Junci finished drinking the soup, he stood up silently, packed everything, put it back in the food box, and left with the food box just like when he brought it.

Looking at his tall and straight back, Jun Ci moved his lips but did not make a sound.

But Ying Wuchen stood at the door and said: "I don't want to force you, I am willing to wait for you, and I am willing to marry me."

　Going out as a guest today, returning home late, just one chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)