Chapter 205: His Unusual

Again!

Yun Xuanmo raised his cup and drank it all in one gulp, then shouted again.

At this moment, Yun Xiyue's eyes gazed toward Yang Jun; in her pupils, there was already a trace of bewilderment, a trace of admiration.

The other side Yang Jun showed always intoxicated her.

"Drinking horses cross the autumn waters, the water's cold wind is like a blade."

"On the flat sands the sun has not yet set; dimly Lin Tao comes into view."

"In former battles at the Great Wall, everyone spoke of high spirit."

"Yellow dust spans past and present, white bones scatter among the wormwood."

Yang Jun composed another poem; in a moment, the whole hall first fell silent, so quiet that a dropped pin could be heard.

Immediately afterward, the crowd again shouted praise.

Especially Yun Xuanmo, whose shout was the loudest.

Yun Fengyun also seemed to be infected, his eyes fixed on Yang Jun.

Regarding this matter, the impact and changes it brought also seemed too great.

Especially in such a moment, many places left people shocked.

In a flash, Yun Fengyun seemed to see Yang Ye, and also saw the scene of the two of them fighting together in battle.

"Wine!"

Yang Jun shouted loudly; someone had already filled his cup with wine.

Yang Jun drank it down, then raised his head and sang loudly.

"Qin dynasty moon, Han dynasty pass; ten thousand miles of long march, none have returned."

"If only the Dragon City's flying general were here, we would not let the barbarian horses cross the Yin Mountains!"

When Yang Jun's poem came out, the crowd's emotions surged again.

Many were utterly shocked, all wearing looks of disbelief as they gazed at Yang Jun.

Yang Jun had never led troops in battle, yet how could he know all this?

However, the crowd soon understood.

With Prince Pingxi present, Yang Jun naturally felt the same.

For such matters, he could also comprehend them.

And this poem was also an expression of Prince Pingxi's heroic spirit.

Furthermore, it showed Prince Pingxi's stance on state affairs: defending the country, loving the country, loyalty beyond compare.

"Qinghai's long clouds darken the snow mountains; a lone city gazes afar at Yumen Pass."

"After a hundred battles in the yellow sand, wearing golden armor; if Loulan is not conquered, we shall not return!"

Yang Jun chanted again; the crowd was even more shocked.

What this series of poetry seeks to sing of, is it not Prince Pingxi?

A lifetime of loyalty, solely for Great Xia.

And with Prince Pingxi present, Great Xia is as if it has a divine stabilizing needle, and fears nothing more.

Yun Fengyun murmured softly, Yang Jun's poem made him involuntarily reflect again on his own actions.

Doubts about his sworn brother—could they be a bit too unwarranted?

But he is the emperor, the lord of Great Xia.

This also means that in this world, he must have his own convictions and his own undertakings.

As an emperor, he does it for the world.

Has he been wrong?

But even if he were wrong, there is no turning back.

The lord of Great Xia most needs to maintain Great Xia's prosperity.

What he must do is strive to create, making Great Xia glorious!

At this moment, the banquet once again rose to a lively height.

Everyone expressed their admiration to Yang Jun, various sounds ceaselessly filling the ears.

Facing the crowd's toasts, Yang Jun ultimately could not refuse, drinking quite a bit.

When the moon reached mid‑sky, the banquet finally came to an end.

Today's banquet, the biggest winners were naturally Yang Jun and Yun Xiyue.

Yang Jun's act of drinking while composing poetry further drew astonishment from the entire court.

Leaving the Imperial Palace, Yang Jun and Yun Xiyue boarded a carriage and headed toward the Prince Pingxi's Mansion.

However, after not going far, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Ahead of the carriage, a white‑clad person appeared.

A long sword at his side, a chilling, icy aura—this very aura kept even the horse from daring to move forward.

"Yang Jun, how will you escape this time?"

Yu Mingyue's voice echoed in the air, a strong killing intent also spreading out, enveloping the front.

Yang Jun lifted the carriage curtain, his gaze looking forward.

Again a shadow swayed; on the carriage roof, Yu Linglong stood firmly.

The person wielding a long sword who appeared ahead was none other than Xiao Rufang.

"So it's you two, right? Where is my Mingyue?"

Yang Jun faced without fear, smiling as he asked.

It seems little Mingyue is still shy; she actually doesn't dare to come out.

Sigh, you've already met the parents; what are you still hiding? Sooner or later you'll have to make the rice cooked—you can't escape.

Yang Jun's thoughts were all transmitted to the hidden Yu Mingyue's ears; she let out a cold snort and kicked, shattering the green tiles beneath her feet.

"Yang Jun, you're dead!"

Yu Mingyue, unable to contain her anger, let out a shout and lunged straight forward.

Hearing this pleasant sound and seeing that graceful figure, Yang Jun understood that it could only be Yu Mingyue.

"Mingyue, we originally had no grudge; why must you press me so hard? Let's do this: don't provoke me into marrying you."

Yang Jun showed no fear; since he dared to attend the banquet tonight, it indicates he had already considered all possible situations.

So at this moment, he remained calm.

But the most surprising thing in his mind right now is that Zhou Tian hasn't appeared.

Logically, as the Son of Heaven, shouldn't he hate me even more?

If so, why doesn't he come out?

That's exactly the case, so Yang Jun also feels quite puzzled.

"Mingyue, where is your obedient disciple Zhou Tian?"

【Has something else happened again? Is it already resolved?】

As Yang Jun spoke, Linglong on the roof let out a cold shout and punched toward him.

"Yang Jun, it's all because of you that my junior disciple has to risk his life!"

Yang Jun quickly pulled his head back, but at this moment he also thought of some things.

"A life-and-death danger?"

Is there such a part, then?

Yang Jun thought about it, but he was also somewhat surprised.

【Is this enough to make you angry? I haven't done anything yet.】

【Besides, this woman in the original book not only has good lightness skills, but more importantly, she is light and flexible, capable of anything.】

Yu Linglong heard Yang Jun's thoughts and became very angry.

"Bastard!"

With an angry shout, she stomped down heavily.

"Don't waste words with him!"

Xiao Rusong approached with a cold expression, sword in hand.

"Yang Jun, you'd better get off the carriage quickly, otherwise your wife will share your misfortune."

【This woman is not bad, same type as Mo Qingyan.】

【But who knows if she's the same as Mo Qingyan in bed, with the same response?】

"Shameless!"

Xiao Rusong's hand gripping the sword trembled slightly; this Yang Jun, all his behavior is too shameless, too bastard!

Yang Jun tightly held Yun Xiyue's hand, gently comforting her.

He then looked outward and said, "Oh, according to you, all this is my fault, right?"

"It's my fault; I shouldn't have."

"I don't need to seek survival, I don't need to live; I just need to seek death, waiting for Zhou Tian to kill me and make me a stepping stone for his rise."

"No matter what, I shouldn't resist; that's what you mean, right?"

Yang Jun smiled slightly, looking at the several women before him, and spoke repeatedly.

While speaking, he also unconsciously tapped his chin.