"Stop! Who? A reckless person, kill!" With Xi Bin's reprimand, the long sword in his hand was choked out of the sheath. It reflected the starlight in the sky, and rolled towards the sneaky figure with a mass of murderous aura.

At the same time, a small team behind him rushed over, and the two men swung their swords to form a sniper formation with him. The other six people were divided into each other, blocking any direction of the man's escape.

"Ah! Don't shoot arrows, I! It's me!"

Yang Ling showed off his power. He turned Adni, who was as passionate as fire, into a ball of mud. Finally, he couldn't feel at ease with the strong and beautiful Cui Ying'er, who was as strong as a mountain, and as beautiful as water, so he tiptoed out. He was holding his robe and touching Hongniang's bedroom carefully. Xi Bin's roar scared him and stood there immediately.

Xi Bin fell to the knife with a proper measure, but the steel knife was added to the neck, but it was not injured at all. He looked closely at this time, and he was immediately scared and sweated. Xi Bin quickly moved the knife and said in panic: "Mr., you... are you...?"

"I...ah...... I just got here and couldn't get used to sleeping. Thinking about the fact that there is no city wall here, I'm worried, come out..... Cough, patrol it."

The lantern was picked up. The prince looked like this..., with long hair tied behind his head, wearing a small dress, holding a pair of boots in his feet, and a faint mark of sweat on his face...

Xi Bin said awkwardly: "Don't worry, if you have subordinates waiting outside, it will be foolproof. Uh. If you go there and inspect it, please rest with peace of mind."

"Okay, okay! Thank you for your hard work."

"No, no, no, no, no!" Xi Bin said, holding the knife head and slipping away without looking back.

Yang Ling looked around and rushed to the Red Lady's tent, then lifted the curtain and slipped in. There was no light in the tent, but the corner of the window was opened at some point, and a moonlight was penetrated.

Yang Ling whispered: "Yinger. Ying'er, are you asleep?"

There was no sound in the tent. Yang Ling smiled and stood quietly at the door for a while. He gradually adapted to the light and darkness of the tent, and walked towards the bed in the tent.

He sat down gently by the bed, reached out and touched it, and it was Ying'er's round shoulder. When the shoulder trembled, he threw off his hand.

Yang Ling smiled loudly, and after laughing, he kicked his shoes hard and went to the bed barefoot. As soon as the beauty on the bed was approached by him, she arched her hatred, but she didn't know if she was unintentionally moved a corner inside to make room for him.

"Ph!" Yang Ling smiled and said, "Hey, why don't you sleep so late? Still angry with me?"

Cui Ying'er turned her back to him without saying a word, but after the formation, a low sob came from her.

Yang Ling approached with pain, reached out to stroke her face, but touched the pillow wet, and she didn't know how many tears she had secretly shed that night.

Yang Ling said softly: "Silly girl, do you know why I scold you so harshly, and I'm so cruel to make you sad for so long?"

Cui Ying'er stopped crying but didn't say anything.

Yang Ling sighed and said softly: "Because I'm afraid, I'm really afraid!"

After sighing slowly, there was no more sound, only the two of them had a gentle contact between their chests and backs due to breathing.

After a while, Ying'er couldn't help it when she saw that he had stopped talking, and whispered in a nasal voice: "What are you afraid of?"

Yang Ling laughed in his heart, but his voice became even gentler, and he felt so fucked with goose bumps: "I'm afraid that something happened to you or fighting on the battlefield, if you are not careful, you will be doomed. I'm afraid that you will make a mistake in your deployment and the imperial plan will die. When will you get together? I'm afraid that you will have no mother from now on, and I'm afraid..."

His hand gently wiped away the tears from Cui Ying'er's face: "I am afraid that Xiao Ying'er will leave me from now on, and it will be difficult to meet again. I scold you so much and make up my mind to let you think about me well for a night, so that you can remember it unforgettably. You must understand these words well. A wrong decision on the battlefield is that you can go to Maicheng as brave as Guan Gong. I would rather let you cry and annoy you than lose you..."

Tsk tsk, poor heroic Hongmao. She is not afraid of any kung fu, but she has never experienced this kind of affectionate and numbness. The heart suddenly feels much more comfortable. Yang Ling stretched out his hand and let him pull it softly. With a little resistance, he held it in front of his chest.

"Then... you won't tell me privately, how can you let others step down in front of them?" He seemed angry and resentful, and had a bit of coquettishness.

Yang Ling laughed: "Speak privately. I'm afraid you won't be impressed."

"Hey, don't be angry. In fact, I'm just telling them to them. You three, none of them are fuel-efficient. I don't do this today. As long as I leave my nose, I dare to do anything that is going to go down in the sky. What should I do if I reveal a leak? Only when I do this will the two of them listen to it and remember it carefully!"

When Cui Ying'er heard the fire that had just disappeared, she said hard: "Okay, you're killing the chicken for the monkey. Are you using me, Cui Ying'er to establish his power?"

"Stay away from me and don't touch me!"

"Why are you shameless when you touch me?"

"Well, what shame should I give to my own woman?"

"Who told me? From now on, I have to regard myself as the thief in white, and I have to believe it before I can deceive others? I am the thief in white, Yang Ying, the king of the North Ying of the Yuan Dynasty, do you want men too?"

"Yes!" Yang Ling smiled evilly. I guess if there was a lamp, the expression on his face would be very worthy of a beating: "If a man looks as beautiful as you and has such a good figure, then I want it."

"You... are shameless!"

"Hehe, my little Yingying. There is something even more shameless, do you want it?"

"don't want!"

"Say you want it!"

"Don't say it!"

"Um......Um......Um...Um...Um......"

The guard Xi broke through the good things of the Duke. He was very upset and wandered around for a long time before he dared to approach the three people's tent again. Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached, he saw a figure sneaking out of Hongni's tent and tiptoed towards Adni's tent.

It was broken! At this time, the moon was in the sky, and Xi Bin could see clearly. Who else was the prince who was not stealing fragrance and jade? He led the team in front and had just turned over from a tent. When he saw this scene, he waved his hand back and looked behind the tent.

The guards behind him didn't know what happened, so they immediately pulled out their waist knife nervously. A "clang" sound came from the quiet night, which scared the guard Xi's forehead and blue veins rose.

Yang Ling heard the sound suddenly and looked up. He saw someone flashing to the tent in a corner of the camp, and at the same time, the sound of drawing swords came from. The camp was where Cheng Qiyun lived. Yang Ling was very surprised. He immediately rebuked, "Who?"

Guard Xi stood up from behind the camp awkwardly, like a child who did something wrong, and said with his head and ears down: "Mr., it's me."

"Ah.....Safeguard, you............................. are you patrolling the night again?"

"Yes, yes, you... can't sleep? No, no, are you still patrolling?"

"Yeah yeah".

"Hahahaha..." The two sides laughed dryly, and the guard Xi said, "Duke, I'm going to patrol there, uh......Duke's rest soon." After that, Xi Bin led the people and fled again.

Yang Ling let out a sigh. He immediately stood on tiptoe and walked towards Adni's room. He had just jumped out two steps and a whispered cough. Yang Ling stopped and looked at the curtain of Cheng Qiyun Camp. The indoor lights raised the beautiful body wearing a light gauze. A graceful beauty leaned against the door of the tent and said slowly: "Sir?"

"Cough! The night is long and I have no intention of sleeping. I thought I could not sleep. It turns out that Yun'er, you can't sleep either!"

Cheng Qiyun burst out laughing and said, "The adults have been patrolling for half a night, and they are so scared that they are sleeping. Where are they sleeping? Since they can't sleep, should they come in and have a cup of tea?"

"Uh... OK, then... let's have a drink," Yang Ling walked away with a tough bullet.

As soon as the two entered the house and put down the curtain, Cheng Qiyun laughed and said, "You. The benefits are also shortcomings. Even if the masters of other people have many wives and concubines, they only have the duty of serving men happily. Who cares whether women want to be pity?

If you are willing to cherish them, you will be able to do so, but you are tired all the way. Just as you arrived here, you are exhausted. You should always cherish your body. Oh, why don’t you go to sleep?”

Yang Ling was overjoyed, threw her robe, rushed over two steps, and an old man got into the quilt and rushed into Cheng Qiyun's fragrant couch. Cheng Qiyun walked to the bed and blew out the light, and turned over the bed. Yang Ling hugged her soft body in her arms, breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction, and said to herself: "People on the grassland shouldn't get up so early, right?"

At this time, Cheng Qiyun and Yang Ling instructed to investigate the details one after another. A black shadow flashed into the tent of the big merchant who was monitoring his whereabouts. He touched the side of the low table from the darkness, took out a flint and ignited the oil lamp.

The thin man woke up. He poked his head out of the curtain and looked at it, then turned over to the ground. He was wearing only a pair of calf pants, naked on his upper body, revealing his strong skin covered with scars.

"Go, go to bed when you go to the back account. Master, I have a big deal to negotiate."

Two enchanting concubines quickly got up from the couch, pulled their clothes over their naked bodies in panic, and after they were simply dressed, they were at bed and bowed to the man, and quietly took refuge from the corner gate.

The thin man walked to the side of the shorter table, picked up a cup of herbal tea and drank it in one sip, wiped his mouth and said, "How is it, what's the news?"
Chapter completed!