080, caught in bed

Nangong Feiran hadn't lost his mind yet, he didn't want to die, especially he didn't want to be blown to pieces, so he used all the strength in his body to run towards the pool deep in the cave. If there is water, there must be a source, and he must hold on.

You can't die until you get home.

Nangong Feiran took difficult steps and heard the explosion behind him. The stone pillar above his head continued to fall. Just as he jumped into the pool with all his strength, the cave wall behind him also collapsed instantly.

In Prince Hui's Mansion, Yuchi Pingting got up early in the morning and put on bright colored clothes for herself and Mo Mo.

Xiao Tao and Xiu Xiu were full of praise for her beautiful appearance.

"Master, you are so beautiful. With your look, all the men in the world will be moved by you." Xiao Tao praised.

"That's right, the prince will definitely be very surprised when he comes back today." Xiu Xiu also said.

Prince Hui's Mansion looks particularly festive today. The army made a triumphant return today, and the emperor also hosted a palace banquet. Nangong Feiran should be back soon.

But at this moment, Nangong Feiqing hurried in, her face gloomy.

"Your Majesty, what happened?" Yuchi Pingting had an ominous premonition.

"The army returned victoriously, but the second brother did not come back." Nangong Feiqing said.

"What do you mean Feiran didn't come back?" Yuchi Pingting was very surprised. She heard that the battle was won easily and the casualties were not serious. In this case, how could something happen to the God of War Nangong Feiran?

"I heard that during the triumphant return, my second brother was ordered to clear out some of the remaining enemies, but encountered a landslide, and no one in the team he led was spared. They all died..." Nangong Feiqing's voice could not be lower when he spoke.

The whole person couldn't help but tremble: "I didn't expect that my second brother's lifelong fame would be ruined by a landslide."

"Uncle..." Mo Mo tugged on Nangong Feiqing's sleeve and curled his lips, as if he was about to cry.

Yuchi Pingting saw that Nangong Feiqing's eyes were red, as if she was trying her best to suppress something. She knew that Nangong Feiqing must also be very sad, so she didn't say anything, but she felt heartbreaking pain for a moment.

"Uncle, I want daddy..." Mo Mo couldn't help crying.

"My dear son, don't cry. Daddy doesn't want to see the little man cry."

"But mom, I miss daddy. Do I want daddy to come back..."

Yuchi Pingting herself was very upset and didn't know how to tell her son.

"I haven't told my father about this news yet. I, I'm really afraid that he won't be able to bear it." Nangong Feiqing wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves as he spoke, and then said seriously: "No matter what, I still have to tell my father, my brothers and sisters."

, don’t be too sad, take care of yourself." Nangong Feiqing said and turned around and went out.

"Brother...is this true?" Yuchi Pingting couldn't help but ask.

Nangong Feiqing sighed helplessly and said slowly: "When the reinforcements arrived, the place where they were stationed was already in ruins..."

"What about his body?" Yuchi Pingting asked unwillingly.

"General Sheng has ordered the body to be buried on the spot." Nangong Feiqing's voice was also filled with sadness.

Suddenly, the palace of Prince Hui, who had been beaming with joy earlier, suddenly fell into a dead silence.

At the same time, the eleventh prince was in the palace.

The eleventh prince was happily hosting a banquet for the returning generals.

"General Sheng, this battle was fought beautifully. My father is full of praise for you." The eleventh prince picked up a glass of wine and said to General Sheng An: "Come, let me toast you."

All.

Sheng'an said with a smile: "Without the support of the Eleventh Prince, I, Sheng'an, would not be where I am today. Eleventh Prince, your cultivation of Sheng'an will never be forgotten by Sheng'an." He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Among the guests hosted by the Eleventh Prince at the banquet, he took care of everything from General Sheng'an to the supervision of grain and grass. Not to mention these people, even this conflict and the war were all planned by him.

Now that Sheng'an has won the battle, the emperor is overjoyed. Generals from all walks of life have been promoted to positions and titles. The most important thing is that Nangong Feiran has still been eliminated. Now, the Nangong family, the most powerful and military among the eight princes, has fallen.

The position of prince belongs to him alone.

The generals were full of praise for the Eleventh Prince's hospitality and support. One by one, they expressed their loyalty and vowed to follow and support him to the death. This was the Eleventh Prince's purpose. It seemed that he won this battle very thoroughly.

After the guests had dispersed, Changsun Wuque looked at the drunk Nangong Quanhe. He had many questions to ask him, but seeing that he looked drunk and unconscious, he decided to give up.

"Wu Que, Wu Que, you always say it can't be done, how about you see it this time, haha, okay, hahaha." The eleventh prince walked to the courtyard with staggering steps.

"I saw that things are indeed beautiful, but Nangong Feiran, what's going on?" Changsun Wuque also followed out and asked impatiently.

"Nangong Feiran? God of War? Haha, what about the God of War? So what if you have no strength? Haha, you have to rely on your brains for tactics. Nangong Feiran is not my opponent, and the eighth prince is not my opponent." The eleventh prince

Very proud.

Changsun Wuque helped him sit down on the stone bench. After he also sat down, he asked, "How did he die?"

"Landslide...haha, landslide..." the eleventh prince said inarticulately.

Changsun Wuque saw that he didn't want to say anything, and was worried that he was too drunk. Just as he was about to help him go in to rest, the eleventh prince said dizzily: "I'm not drunk, Wuque. Sit down and listen to me."

That’s it.”

"Nangong Feiran, I have a trump card..." The eleventh prince said, "Even if he comes back, he will die miserably."

"What's the trump card?" Changsun Wuque asked.

"Yuchi Changxun, Yuchi Pingting's younger brother, Nangong Feiran's lieutenant, haha."

"Chang Xun?" Chang Sun Wuque didn't quite understand.

"Landslide? Haha, do you think landslides are always so coincidental and always help me kill one powerful enemy after another? Haha, everything depends on man-made efforts, everything depends on man-made efforts..."

"But Changxun didn't come back either. He is also on the list of those who died for the country." Changsun Wuque said.

"I will come back sooner or later, but now is not the time..." The eleventh prince said: "Dongfang Lingyue, haha..."

Dongfang Lingyue? The eleventh prince may have been too drunk. Changsun Wuque knew about Dongfang Lingyue. She was the most beloved daughter of the king of Liao Dynasty. She was born with natural beauty, and she was born with a beautiful child.

During the war between the two countries, Dongfang Lingyue came to Luoyang City and met Changsun Wuque and the eleventh prince.

I just don’t know why the Eleventh Prince suddenly mentioned this name. When I looked at the Eleventh Prince again, he had already fallen asleep on the table. Changsun Wuque went to help him into the room and put him on the bed, and then ordered his servants to leave.

left.

In the palace of Prince Hui, in Hua Ningmou's bedroom.

The two maids were sent by Hua Ningmou to buy paper money. She wanted to help Nangong Feiran burn some paper money. She wanted to make a French style, but the housekeeper told her that these country customs were not allowed in the palace, so she had to give up. Song Jingyun was doing it.

Comforting his heartbroken cousin.

"Cousin, how could the prince leave me like this? My life is so miserable." Hua Ning's eyes looked as if the flowers were blooming, and her sad expression made anyone feel distressed.

"Cousin, don't cry. Although the prince is gone, my cousin will be good to you." Song Jingyun said and gently hugged Hua Ningmu's shoulder.

Hua Ningmu didn't seem to feel it, she still kept crying, her whole body trembling slightly.

Song Jingyun looked at his cousin's sad look, and felt uncomfortable. But at the same time, there seemed to be another voice in his heart that said, my cousin can be with me only if Nangong Feiran is dead. In fact, when I heard that Nangong Feiran was dead,

Song Jingyun was secretly happy about the news. Indeed, he had admired his cousin for a long time. If it weren't for Nangong Feiran, the two would have become husband and wife long ago. But it's different now. Nangong Feiran is dead and he can leave with his cousin.

So Song Jingyun said cautiously: "Cousin, people cannot be resurrected after death. Since the prince is no longer here, it is useless for you to be sad. You should think about the future."

"Cousin, what do you mean?" Hua Ningming asked, and at the same time, she turned sideways and shook off Song Jingyun's hand from her shoulder.

"Cousin, look." Song Jingyun said, taking out a lot of banknotes from his arms and placing them on the table.

"What is this?" Hua Ningmou asked doubtfully, and at the same time, she carefully picked up and looked at each piece one by one. Hua Ningmou had never seen so much money before, and she suddenly opened her mouth in surprise.

"Cousin, where did this money come from?" Hua Ningmu asked.

"Cousin, please don't worry about it. I only want you to know that for you, I don't care about anything. Now, since the prince is gone and I have so much money, let's go. Let's elope. Cousin, let me

Take you away, I will treat you wholeheartedly, cousin, let’s elope.” Song Jingyun said excitedly.

Hua Ning's eyes were stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do. Before Nangong Feiran, she was indeed childhood sweethearts with Song Jingyun, but Nangong Feiran let her know what the feeling of love is. Now Song Jingyun suddenly said this, making her

She couldn't react at the moment. Elope? She had never thought about it.

"Cousin, just promise me, let's leave this place together, leave Luoyang City, go to a place where no one can find us, and then live our own lives." Song Jingyun danced excitedly, wishing that he could hold Hua Ninggao now.

leave here.

"Cousin, don't be like this. The prince's body is still cold. I, I can't go with you." Hua Ningyan said decisively.

What? This woman would rather guard a dead person than leave with herself? As soon as he learned the news that Nangong Feiran was dead today, he had the idea of ​​​​elope with Hua Ningmu, and even went to the Supreme Gambling House to get a share of the money as the boss.

He paid a large sum of money in cash, just wanting to take Hua Ningmou away immediately. The money he took out at the risk of his life seemed worthless in Hua Ningmou's eyes, and she was unwilling to go with him.

Song Jingyun began to get angry. All the efforts he made for Hua Ningmou seemed to have never been recognized by this woman. Seeing Hua Ningmou looking at him with contempt, Song Jingyun couldn't stand it anymore. After shouting, he grabbed Hua Ningmou.

In his arms, he has already made up his mind. Now that the matter has come to this, he may be killed by the eleventh prince. Maybe after doing this, Hua Ningmou will relent and follow him. No matter what, he has to do it once and let the raw rice be cooked.

Rice, Hua Ningmou can no longer refuse him!

"Cousin, what are you doing?" Hua Ningmou felt Song Jingyun's strong and fiery breath, and suddenly understood what he wanted to do, and shouted in horror: "Cousin, stop, if you don't stop, I will

It’s time to call someone.”

Song Jingyun pulled off Hua Ningmou's delicate skirt, and when he heard that she was about to call someone, he loosened his grip.

Hua Ningmou took the opportunity to pull away and wanted to escape. Although her cousin helped her a lot, the only person she loved in her heart and body was Nangong Feiran. She was not a bad woman, so she would never betray her husband.

As soon as she ran to the door, Song Jingyun hugged her from behind with a pair of strong hands, and said with a ferocious face: "Calling someone? You yell, you call someone to come in and see what we are doing. The prince is going to war, and my aunt can't bear it.

Doesn’t it suit you well to seduce your cousin by being lonely?"
To be continued...