Mo Jingchen, your uncle, you can take action very quickly, I fainted from needles ...

With great resentment, Xiao Ye closed his eyes and lost consciousness.

Mo Jingchen immediately caught him, hurriedly took the silver needle, and struggled to drag the man to the shore.

After checking Xiao Ye carefully, he finally breathed a sigh of relief:

Very good, not a single scar on my body.

However, the traces of the wind and snow in northern Xinjiang were left on his originally heroic and slightly childish face, and he became much rougher, as if he had suddenly grown up.

The tendons on the body are also stronger, like a wall, and the calluses on the hands are also thicker.

He fought in northern Xinjiang and must have endured unimaginable hardships ...

Welcome to Triumph, my lord.

Mo Jingchen dressed Xiao Ye and wanted to take him back to the dormitory.

However, with his thin arms and legs, he was not strong enough to pick up the tall Xiao Ye, so he could only call two boys to carry him into the hall.

Xiao Ye woke up and was worried about Mo Jingchen stabbing him unconscious:

If he knows that I am fainting from needles, I will never let go of my old face!

So, he pulled him onto the bed, straddled him and pressed him under him, strangled his slender neck with a big hand, a pair of peach blossom eyes flashed with coldness, and asked with a sinister smile. road,

"Mo Jingchen, do you want to assassinate me?!"

Mo Jingchen thought Xiao Ye was really angry, his dark phoenix eyes flashed, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

[No wonder Xiaosi thinks so. I sealed his Qi Protection Point and made him faint, which would give him the feeling of dying.]

Mo Jingchen had no choice but to apologize obediently.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I didn't intend to prick you with the silver needle.

I happened to be giving myself acupuncture at that time.

I thought it was an assassin. In desperation, I accidentally stabbed you unconscious.

You can do whatever you want with me. "

When Xiao Ye saw his serious apology, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart:

Are you a little fool?

In order to come back to see you one day early, I even killed one of my horses. Will I be angry because you gave me a needle?

Xiao Ye laughed angrily, and the hand that locked his neck was specially tightened. His eyes were cold and threatening, and he said,

"Mo Jingchen, I never imagined that you still have such skills?

You can't even hide from me, how much more can you do to hide it from me? Um? "

Xiao Ye just wanted to see if Mo Jingchen could be more honest with him. Even a little bit would be good.

Mo Jingchen naturally didn't want to tell the truth to him.

[You are still young, there are some things that you cannot bear]

[You are a fool again. Let me tell you, if you let others trick you again, all your efforts will be wasted]

Mo Jingchen's gaze moved away from Xiao Ye's slightly sinister peach blossom eyes, and moved down along his tall nose to the mole under his lip. He swallowed his saliva, thought about what to say, and said in a deep voice,

“Years ago, my aunt was assassinated. I felt a sense of crisis and practiced self-defense.

You're the first one to be infected, and I haven't had a chance to tell you yet."

When Xiao Ye heard this, he could no longer insist on the truth, so he could only let him go and said angrily,

"My mother was assassinated? Why didn't you write to tell me? Where was she injured?"

Mo Jingchen rubbed his slightly red neck.

"It's not serious. You were busy in the Northern Frontier, so I didn't mention it."

Xiao Ye showed a proud smile, his voice was joyful and jumping,

"Can't take care of myself? You're wrong. I can handle it with ease!"

Xiao Ye took advantage of the situation and lay down next to him, crossing his legs and talking. He wished he could tell him everything that happened in Northern Xinjiang at once.

Mo Jingchen sat up half his body, leaning against the bedside, quietly listening, but he was filled with emotion in his heart:

【Xiaosi is so awesome】

[He can make such a thorough battle plan, as if he was familiar with Northern Xinjiang and grew up in Northern Xinjiang]

Xiao Ye remained calm and sighed quietly:

Can you not be familiar with it?

The seven years in my previous life in Northern Xinjiang were extremely torturous, longer than my whole life. Everywhere in Northern Xinjiang has my footprints ...

When will you stop treating me like a fool and tell me everything about you?

【More powerful than I thought】

[Natural handsomeness makes him pale in comparison to other descriptions, but he has the talent to rule the world as an emperor for eternity]

When Xiao Ye heard this, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face:

Mo Jingchen, it would be great if you could say all these compliments about me.

Mo Jingchen saw Xiao Ye smiling a little inexplicably, and unconsciously touched his cheek.

[Why is Xiaosha smiling like this? Is there something on my face? 】

Mo Jingchen got up and stayed down.

"Your Highness, are you hungry? Are you ready to eat?"

Xiao Ye jumped off the bed quickly and said with a smile,

"Okay! You don't know, I'm in northern Xinjiang, and I almost vomit after eating meat. I really miss the millet porridge in the capital."

"Eating meat until you vomit?" Mo Jingchen was skeptical, then his heart tightened,

[Oh my god, he’s not talking about rice and meat, is he? 】

[Historically, there is a famous precedent of using rice and meat as military ration ... ]

Rice meat? !

Xiao Ye was shocked when he heard his voice:

No matter how violent I am, I won't be able to eat people, right?

Mo Jingchen, what nonsense are you thinking about? How dare you think about it?

"It's wolf meat!"

Xiao Ye quickly said the answer before Mo Jingchen had more random thoughts.

Xiao Ye stayed in the other courtyard all night, and the two of them talked about the war in Northern Xinjiang.

Before dawn, Xiao Ye rode on horseback again, preparing to join the army and return to the capital again.

In more than 20 major and minor battles in northern Xinjiang, Xiao Ye never lost a single victory and made extraordinary achievements. The emperor wanted to travel ten miles from the capital to personally welcome him on his triumphant return.

It was the first time since the founding of Tianqi that the emperor led hundreds of civil and military officials out of the city ten miles to greet the victorious soldiers.

It is a great honor for all soldiers.

A family tree can be opened on a single page and passed down from generation to generation.

The first task after receiving the triumphant army was to spread the imperial edict on the spot and reward the army.

The Ninth Prince, Xiao Ye, was named the King of Zhenbei and commanded the Zhenbei Army from then on!

He is the first of the emperor's nine sons to be crowned king!

Wang Feihu, because he was the first to achieve success many times, was promoted from a small soldier in one fell swoop to the title of General Zhenbei.

The other generals who followed King Zhenbei were all granted the title.

Even the most ordinary soldiers were rewarded with money.

In short, after fighting with King Zhenbei for several months, they all received rewards that they had not received for several years of fighting.

Zhen Ping's old subordinates, who were still hesitant to wait and see, instantly became loyal subordinates of King Zhenbei.

As for those people who had always had dissident intentions, they had long been left by Xiao Ye in Northern Xinjiang and died for the country.

The King of Zhenbei was welcomed by the people in the city and returned to the Ninth Prince's Mansion. He saw the Ninth Prince's Mansion with his own eyes and replaced it with the plaque of the Prince of Zhenbei.

"Mo Jingchen, I brought you a special little gift~"