After the first fool

Chapter 235 Retreat!
Xuanyuan Wushang glared at Bai Qingluo angrily, his clothes fluttered in the wind, his riding boots were soaked by the pools of blood of the still corpses of soldiers under his feet.

A bloody smell mixed with the smell of charred corpses permeated the air.

Bai Qingluo stood there patiently, waiting for his answer. I'm afraid it would be a good idea to exchange five cities for his life, right?

"Emperor Xuanyuan, have you thought about it? It's a good deal to exchange the life of the majestic king of a country with only five border towns, isn't it?" Bai Qingluo said with a smile, but the words he uttered were cold to the bone.

Xuanyuan Wushang gritted his teeth secretly, glanced at the [-] archers waiting behind Bai Qingluo, and secretly estimated the odds of winning by forcefully breaking through here, as if sensing his thoughts, Bai Qingluo's brows were cold, and his handsome face In an instant, a layer of frost was cast: "Emperor Xuanyuan doesn't need to fight trapped beasts anymore. To be a man is to have self-knowledge. I have more people than you, and my skills are higher than yours. How do you escape?"

This was the first time that Xuanyuan Wushang was ridiculed like this in more than 20 years. A bad breath stuck in his throat, neither up nor down, his eyes spit fire, "Your request just now, really?"

"Naturally," Bai Qingluo nodded slightly, "This king promises a thousand pieces of gold, and never acts like a villain."

"Okay." At this point, Xuanyuan Wushang has no other choice but to agree. If he refuses, according to Bai Qingluo's personality, he will definitely be killed here. It will become a delicacy on Dongyao's lips, let it annex it, and exchange five cities for a country's stability, it's worth it!
"Very good," Bai Qingluo nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand. Qingfeng immediately took out a white handkerchief from his bosom and handed it to Xuanyuan Wushang.

"Emperor Xuanyuan, please also write down the treaty, in black and white, it will be good to you and me." Bai Qingluo smiled lightly, ignoring Xuanyuan Wushang's livid face, verbal treaties are fundamental to some people There are too many to do, how could he leave loopholes for Xuanyuan Wushang to take advantage of?

"Bai Qingluo," Xuanyuan Wushang was so angry that his body trembled slightly, his coquettish face was full of ferocity, "Don't bully others too much!"

How could he, the majestic king of a country, want to write such a humiliating treaty in front of so many people?Where will the face be saved?
Bai Qingluo plucked his ears, "Could it be that Emperor Xuanyuan wants to break the contract? This king never believes in verbal agreements, please write it down."

He endures!

Xuanyuan Wushang forcibly endured the bad breath, spread the white handkerchief in his palm, bit his fingertips, and wrote a contract eloquently, voluntarily withdrawing troops, and voluntarily ceding five border towns, as a peace negotiation with Dongyao Kingdom one's gift!

On the white handkerchief, the blood stains that had not yet dried up were dazzlingly red.

Satisfied, Bai Qingluo put the handkerchief into his arms, turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation: "Emperor Xuanyuan, walk slowly, be careful all the way."

Xuanyuan Wushang was so angry that he almost didn't recover, forced a smile out of his distorted face, leaned close to Bai Qingluo's ear, and said slowly, "Don't be complacent, don't give Gu a chance to come back. , if not, Gu will definitely make your death ugly!"

Bai Qingluo shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, his cold face did not relax in the slightest because of Xuanyuan Wushang's warning, "I will wait and see."

What is the courage of a defeated general?
With a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of archers behind him lined up on both sides in an instant, leaving a narrow passage for the people of Xuanyuan Kingdom to pass through. Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Xuanyuan Wushang led a hundred surviving soldiers , fled in embarrassment, and waited until their figures completely disappeared into the distance, Bai Qingluo's eyes fell on the two of Lan Yuguo in front of him.

"What are you going to do?" The general hugged the unconscious Lan Tianci tightly in his arms, with a vigilant look, lest Bai Qingluo would harm the prince!

"What do you think the master can do to you just based on your current appearance?" Zhuyue sneered and said, but the defeated party dared to take Joe in front of the master. How could the general not see it?But the current situation does not allow him to make mistakes.

"Qing Wang, what do you want to do?"

Bai Qingluo gently rubbed his chin a few times, "I just feel that I haven't chatted with Prince Lan Yu for a long time, and I want to invite him to the barracks to have a talk!"

"His Royal Highness is in a coma, I'm afraid King Qing will lose his intentions." Reminiscing about the old days?Is there any friendship between him and the prince?
I'm afraid it's false to reminisce about the past, but it's true that he wants to take the prince as a hostage and bring him back to the capital for house arrest so that he can use it to trade with Lanyu Kingdom.

"Master wants His Royal Highness to visit the military camp, that's your blessing," Zhuyue said with a sneer, "You keep blocking, don't you think the master is in your eyes?"

The general felt a chill down his spine when he saw Shang Zhuyue's icy gaze. He tightened his grip on Lan Tianci, and looked at Bai Qingluo stubbornly. A way out! This general is willing to replace the crown prince."

"What are you going to do instead of him?" Bai Qingluo frowned slightly, puzzled by the general's words, "This king has countless generals, one more than you is not too many, one less than you is a lot, what's the use of keeping you ?” After finishing speaking, the figure flickered from the spot, and in the next second, it had already appeared behind the general, and his right hand slammed into his vest.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spattered from his mouth, splashing on Lan Tianci's cheek, warm and sticky.

"Prince..." The general did not forget to look at the master in his arms until he died, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he swallowed his last breath unwillingly.

Bai Qingluo clapped his hands mercilessly, pointed to Lan Tianci who fell to the ground with the general, and ordered: "Bring him back to the barracks."

"Yes!" Qingfeng and Zhuyue took orders immediately.

"Send someone to the deep mountains to see if there are any surviving soldiers." Bai Qingluo raised his eyebrows and looked at the two deep mountains that were burned to ashes by the fire. .

He returned to the barracks first, and the remaining [-] archers began to search for the surviving infantry. Lan Tianci was escorted to the kitchen of the barracks month by month, and soldiers were sent to guard him day and night, binding his limbs tightly to prevent him from escaping.

Opening the curtain of the tent, Mo Xiaoran was still obediently lying on the bed, sleeping soundly. She hadn't even noticed that a tragic battle happened in this deep mountain just last night!

Bai Qingluo lifted the hem of her clothes and sat sideways on the head of the bed. With her index finger, she gently brushed away the messy black hair on her face. There was affection in her deep eyes, "Sleep with peace of mind."

From now on, no one will bully you, and no one will bully you.

"Hmm..." Mo Xiaoran rubbed her eyes, fluttering her eyelashes lightly, and slowly opened her eyes. What she saw was Bai Qingluo's delicate enlarged face. Her usual cold face seemed to soften a lot at this moment. Little, the deep eyes are like a clear pool, rippling with warmth like water.

Her heart trembled slightly, and the pinnae of her ears couldn't help turning red, but thinking of his actions before he passed out, Mo Xiaoran's face darkened, and she asked angrily, "Why did you knock me out?"

Bai Qingluo had already guessed that if she woke up, she would settle the score after the autumn. A trace of indulgence flashed across her eyes, and she let her grab the skirt of her clothes, and said softly, "It's nothing, did you sleep well?"

"Don't change the subject," Mo Xiaoran slapped his hand away, frowning tightly, "Did you do something? What about Qingfeng? What about Zhuyue?"

"Don't worry, I didn't do anything." Bai Qingluo pressed her shoulder, his tone slightly helpless.

"You lied to me! You clearly had a plan last night." Mo Xiaoran was not an idiot. She clearly remembered his terrifying expression before he fell into a coma. How could it be that nothing happened?What's more, if nothing happened, why did he knock himself out?Turning over and sitting up on the bed, Mo Xiaoran asked word by word in a deep voice: "Say! What happened! You know, I will figure it out sooner or later, don't try to hide it from me."

Bai Qingluo met her stubborn gaze, and sighed slightly in his heart, "Xuanyuan and Lanyu are about to retreat."

Mo Xiaoran was overjoyed when she heard the words, but in the next second, she looked at Bai Qingluo suspiciously, "Did you do something?" There is no reason for Xuanyuan Wushang to retreat so easily.

"The situation is like this, he has no choice." Bai Qingluo brought through the terrible war last night in a few words. He knew very well that Mo Xiaoran's temperament was too soft and kind. If she knew, she might die for those people again. people, worry about it.

Mo Xiaoran was slightly taken aback, "You mean..."

"We can return to the court as a teacher." Bai Qingluo smiled slightly, rubbed her long hair, and there was an intoxicating gleam in her eyes, "The war is over, and there will be no more wars." People started the war privately, and after a while, we can return to Beijing and hold the wedding ceremony."

Have a wedding?

Mo Xiaoran's cheeks blushed instantly, and she looked at Bai Qingluo dumbfounded, feeling as if she was meeting him for the first time, when did she promise to marry him?
"Why, you don't want to?" Bai Qingluo narrowed her eyes in displeasure, staring closely at Mo Xiaoran with deep eyes.

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, she patted his head away, and coughed dryly: "You said you gave me time to think about it."

While speaking, she got up from the bed and was about to get out of bed.

Bai Qingluo frowned slightly, grabbed her, and dragged her into his arms. Mo Xiaoran sat down on his lap, subconsciously wrapped her hands around his neck, and wiped her hot red lips. Passing Bai Qingluo's chin, a tingling electric current spread throughout their bodies.

The body trembled slightly, this posture was so ambiguous that Mo Xiaoran's heart would beat so fast!
As soon as her cheeks became hot, she raised her head and bumped into Bai Qingluo's eyes that were as deep as an abyss.

Breathing slowed down in an instant, at this moment, a glance of ten thousand years.

"Mo Xiaoran," he murmured her name affectionately with his slightly parted thin lips, lingering and lingering, those deep eyes were covered with a layer of misty color, like the rippling Qing Dynasty. The pool makes people linger and forget to return.

"Huh?" She murmured unconsciously, as if answering his call.

Bai Qingluo wrapped her arms around her waist, and smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth, "Marry me, huh?"

"boom!"

Mo Xiaoran only felt that her mind was blank, her eyes widened in a daze, she looked at the handsome man in front of her, her lips twitched for a long time, but she couldn't say a word.

"Are you really unwilling?" A hint of disappointment appeared in Bai Qingluo's eyes, and his expression couldn't help but dimmed. Those shining eyes seemed to lose all their color suddenly.

Mo Xiaoran's heart ached, she pressed her forehead against his eyebrows, and stared at him deeply: "You really want to marry me? Don't you mind that I married your nephew? Don't mind that I'm a second-in-law? Don't you mind marrying me?" After me, in your whole life, you can only have me alone?"

So many don't mind, it's all from Mo Xiaoran's heart. In this dynasty where men are superior to women, is he really willing to pay the price of marrying her?
Bai Qingluo pursed her lips and smiled, and looked into her clear almond eyes, letting her see her firmness and seriousness, and clasped her fingers together: "A lifetime is a couple."

The calm and breezy words carried his most sincere heart.

(End of this chapter)