Chapter 312:

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The sigh was distant, full of relief-like pleasure, and vaguely seemed to have other meanings that he could not figure out, and then heard the report of the guard: "His Royal Highness, she passed out."
Jin Siyu turned back, the woman fell on the straw, her eyes closed, her frontal horn leached out of a crystal of sweat, reflecting a light color under the light.
Jin Siyu's eyes slowly fell. But he stopped at the edge of her sleeve and swept away.
In the darkness, a figure slowly emerged again, and then Jin Jinyu shouted, "His Royal Highness, this woman is a little strange. Was she really stupid by that knife?"
Jin Siyu smiled and said, "I have to look again. I can't ask today, I can ask tomorrow, I can't ask tomorrow, I'll ask the day after tomorrow.
"I don't have to worry about it, Your Highness." The man smiled. "In the end, it's just a woman. The martial arts are abolished. The hands are also abolished. What waves can you make? If your Highness doesn't mind, let me see. Go to Daying Red Tent."
The red tent refers to the military prostitute in the army.
"Okay." Jin Siyu told him to say nothing.
Instead, he suggested that the man hurriedly stop and said, "His Royal Highness, the sergeant has thought about it. The woman is still unidentified. If you put it in that complicated place, don't provoke anything. Or please pay attention to your Highness and stay with you for interrogation."
"What do you mean to interrogate?" Jin Siyu raised her eyebrows, impatiently. "It's not an exaggeration to kill many of the Da Yueer Lang, I don't need to ask, just drag it out and kill."
"This woman's identity is a little strange." The man laughed. "If it is really amnesia, supplemented by medical treatment, it can still be remembered. Maybe it is an important person in Tiansheng, mastering the military, it is a pity to kill it."
Jin Siyu pondered for a moment, then reluctantly said, "Then hold it first and wait until the identity is clear."
The man retired with a smile, Jin Siyu looked at his leaving back, his eyes flashing-this is the newly sent military commander of His Majesty, said to be a military commander, in fact, a disguised prisoner, after this defeat, it appeared to him The holy family is as before, and only he knows that His Majesty’s trust in him is much worse than before.
Recalling the battle of Baitouya, he glanced a haze under his eyes. The legendary Wei Zhi, who was only 17 years old, unexpectedly descended into the sky and dared to break into the camp with three hundred dead soldiers. The foundation of a lifetime will almost certainly fall short!
It is said that Wei Zhizhong Liu Jian died in the melee that night, he failed to find him among the numerous corpses-all the corpses were chopped into meat sauce by the hatred of the Vietnamese soldiers, and he didn't recognize his face, and finally saved his face in order to calm the people's hearts. Directly find the two heads hanging the city gate, although after a fiasco, the other party's master will be killed, anyway, help him maintain the military power at this moment.
Jin Siyu stood silently, his fingers under his wide sleeves curled up tightly, and the knuckles made a gurgling noise in the silence because of the force.
Wei Zhi!
Best you are really dead!
In the early winter of the Northland, there was already a snowy weather, and the sound of the wind roared loud and cold, like the roar of the soldiers before they died.
The fire was leaping... The horses screamed... The sharp blade of light appeared and disappeared... The blood of the sky was uncovered... The crowd surrounded by the footsteps... The ditch of the fortress of the flesh and blood... Someone was cold in the distance With a cold smile, the white coat of the black horse flashed... Suddenly it snowed... The lonely tomb buried deep in the woods...
She moaned and opened her eyes.
With both hands stretched out, Jinpa was carefully wiped off the sweat on her forehead, and there was a clear voice cheerfully shouting: "The girl woke up."
There are footsteps coming quickly, strange and gentle, belong to the atmosphere of men.
The body is soft, the bedding is smooth, there is a slight fragrance on all sides, there is a faint ringtone, Ding Ling's ring in the wind.
Without opening your eyes, you know that this is not the previous dark prison.
She didn't open her eyes, silently sorted out all her thoughts in her mind.
This is a relatively sealed quiet room for rich people...because it is not breathable...someone is sitting on the side...the body has a noble smell of ambergris...There are masters on all sides, breathing is fine...more far, organic spring lattice The sound of turning, alas... this silly kid, it's not enough to install an organ. Bacheng is either new or too old, and I don't know how to add oil.
"Why don't you open your eyes when you wake up?"
A gentle male voice, of course she definitely doesn't think he is gentle.
She opened her eyes and glanced at the man in the golden crown robe beside the bed. After looking at it for a long time, she seemed to recognize him, so she carefully removed her pair of hands covered with winter melon, and showed him, "I'm in pain, pain. Do not want to speak."
Jin Siyu was stunned, but she didn’t expect her to say the first sentence when she opened her eyes, but when she saw thin sweat on her forehead again, she remembered that her brain injury hadn’t healed, she had trauma all over, and there were internal injuries. Suffering from torture, this body is unlucky, and the involuntary heart softens and tilts his head, indicating that the maid comes up to wipe the sweat.
"Is there another place today?" She served, closed her eyes, and said lazily. "But I tell you, I still haven't remembered. If you're annoyed, you will throw me into the dark prison. Please hurry, otherwise, please I sleep too comfortably and I will be very painful when I get up."
Jin Siyu couldn't help but smile, and quickly smiled, said lightly: "You seem to want to be punished."
"I just don't want to face the torture tool after enjoying a good day." She frowned and opened her eyes to look at him. "I don't plan to send me? I asked for it if I didn't plan to send it to me. Do you have anything to eat? I'm hungry."
Jin Siyu stayed for a while. He was a prince, and he was counted as a girl by the red cuddling. He had never seen such a woman. It was and sloppy, bold and cautious, cunning, shrewd, straightforward, and honest. It’s lazy and shameless when it’s like telling the truth when telling lies, but it makes people feel majestic but noble.
It's a really special woman, so complicated as a kaleidoscope.
Waving her hand, the maid ordered the hot porridge to be served. She really ate it very fragrantly, as if she had nothing to worry about. After eating one bowl after another, he looked at her and said, "Waiting to send you to the red tent."
The maid shook her hand in shock, but she didn't even notice it. "Oh," she said, "Don't let it go, I haven't finished it yet." He leaned over and asked casually, "What is a red tent?"