Heavenly Dao Formula

After listening to Xia Fan's narration, everyone's unanimous reaction was this is okay?

Using songs to persuade them to surrender, no matter how I think about it, I feel a little mysterious.

It was He Gui who pondered and said, "If it's a voice, it can indeed spread throughout the entire army in an instant. If Miss Chi really has the ability that Master Xia said, this plan may work."

"I also agree with it as the first choice." Ning Wanjun smiled, "Everyone has also heard Chi's singing. Although the technique is a little rough, it can really make people feel courage and vitality. If the plan doesn't work, left The road army will not suffer any losses, at worst it will be a night battle at night."

This is where the real dragon is so powerful, Xia Fan thought to himself, although most people have experienced the concert themselves, few are aware of Chi's special appeal. It's hard to say whether this is a kind of trick, at least Xinxing will not have obvious resistance to it.

After the princess made a decision, the general plan was determined.

When everyone was about to leave, Ning Wanjun left Xia Fan alone, "Follow me back to the camp."

The princess's place of residence is behind the command tent.

The tent is slightly larger than that used by ordinary generals, and the ground is covered with thick and tough leather blankets to isolate the mud from the feet. In addition to a reclining chair and a pair of armor racks, the basic furnishings also have a pair of wooden beds. In the field army, beds are considered rare items, but considering that the opponent is Princess Quang Binh, this thing is already quite frugal.

"Qiuyue, prepare water."

"Yes." The latter quickly brought a basin of clear water, bath beans and dry towels, and placed them neatly in front of the lounge chair.

"Go out." Ning Wanjun nodded.

Qiuyue glanced at the princess first, and then looked at Xia Fan quietly, until she saw that the latter was inexplicably guilty, and then bowed and left.

"Uh..." Xia Fan coughed twice, "I don't know why Your Highness called me here?"

Ning Wanjun unfastened the tie, took off the breastplate, and then lay on the recliner with her head exposed against her back, "Wash my hair for me."

"What?" Xia Fan didn't react for a while.

The princess's voice became a little more serious, and she felt a little gnashing of teeth, "Help me... wash my hair."

An omen suddenly appeared in his heart, if he refused at this time, his life might be in danger.

Xia Fan decisively moved a bench and sat down behind the opponent.

Taking off the headband on the ponytail, Ning Wanjun's long hair suddenly fell into a large piece. Since it hadn't been washed for a long time, many hair strands were connected together, and it felt rough to the touch.

Although I don't know why the princess asked him to do this kind of thing, it's no big deal to help wash his hair. Xia Fan didn't feel any embarrassment. He immediately rolled up his sleeves, put the basin on his lap, and held Ning Wan The back of Jun's head was submerged in the water.

From this angle, you can see the other party's tightly closed eyes and delicate bridge of the nose, and the slightly tightened cheek lines prove that she is also in tension at the moment, not as relaxed as Xia Fan imagined.

Strange, since he is so uncomfortable, why let him wash it? Wouldn't it be good to ask Qiuyue to help?

Xia Fan suddenly felt dissatisfied.

That's all, let me show you scalp massage. He wetted the bath beans, crushed them directly in his hands, and then pressed them on the top of the opponent's head, scratching them sequentially from top to bottom—this is also the most comfortable part of every haircut. Even if Xia Fan hasn't learned it, his body has long This trick has been memorized. Scratch from the top of the head to the neck, and then stroke from the middle to the sides to fully take care of every part of the scalp.

After repeating it several times, Ning Wanjun's neck and cheeks obviously relaxed a lot, and even the corners of her tightly pursed mouth opened slightly.

"I didn't expect you to be quite good at this..." she whispered.

"It would be more comfortable if there is a special cleaning fluid," Xia Fan smiled. "It can not only produce a lot of bubbles, but also won't produce residue."

"Would you do something like that?"

"It shouldn't be difficult, if you take the time to think about it. But I think if the conditions are sufficient, someone will figure it out without a listener." Xia Fan replied while pressing. "By the way...is washing your hair an excuse?"

"Excuse, excuse?" Ning Wanjun was taken aback.

"Yeah, do you have any confidential information you want to tell me, or ask me some key questions, and you don't want to have others present, so you will use the reason of washing your hair to send everyone away."

"You...really don't understand anything?"

"Uh... isn't that the reason?"

Xia Fan suddenly saw the veins on Ning Wanjun's forehead bulge.

He quickly dipped the back half of the opponent's head into the water basin, "Don't talk yet, I'll wash it for you."

After a while, Ning Wanjun stared and said, "Don't you think—is this a sign of my trust in you?"

Xia Fan was a little confused, what does trust have to do with shampooing? "That... can you explain in more detail?"

"Those kings in the history books often use Tuogu to express their trust. Why? Because their descendants are their weaknesses, showing their weaknesses to their courtiers is the greatest trust. How did you learn it in your history books?" Ning Wanjun said bitterly. "I don't have a child to trust, so..." She was stuck for a long time but couldn't continue.

Show weakness? Xia Fan pondered for a moment before he suddenly paused. The current princess rested her head and the back of her neck in her hands, which was equivalent to disarming all defenses. If he harbors malicious intentions, even if Ning Wanjun is a sensitive person, he can't prevent him from doing something to his fragile neck. In this way, it is really another sense of "showing weakness".

Xia Fan was a little dumbfounded for a while, the trust between people and people is so fragile, does it have to be expressed in this way? "Your Highness, in fact, there is no need for you to—"

"Necessary." She interrupted suddenly, "If this battle can be won, the Privy Council's lost flank will basically be defeated. After that, no one in the entire Qi Kingdom can resist the Jinxia Army's pace. You know what that means ?"

The answer is obvious, "You will fulfill your wish and become the king of Qiguo." Xia Fan shrugged.

"And you are the greatest hero, and you are destined to be rewarded without reward."

He couldn't help being a little surprised, why did he suddenly jump to the post-unification? "Your Highness...is it too early to think about this now?"

"It's not too early, we have to plan ahead." Ning Wanjun shook his head slightly, "There are too many stories like this in the history books, and there are not many good endings in the end. The so-called change of people's mind is partly due to less and less communication, which eventually leads to estrangement and hostility, and some of them are voluntarily retiring to avoid getting into trouble, but no matter what, it is not the future I want to see. So I have to bring it up early, so as not to miss the opportunity too late, because I don’t know, What will become of me in the future?"

Xia Fan noticed that the other party's hands had already been clenched into balls, and it was obvious that he had made great mental preparations for saying these words.

Probably in the traditional concept, no king would do this, or doing this itself means that he is unqualified.

He was suddenly touched, she took all these risks for him.

Xia Fan rinsed the princess' long hair with water, and said in a relaxed tone on purpose, "Can't you even retire?"

"No," Ning Wanjun immediately replied, "Because...the agreement did not include this clause, before you realize your wish, don't expect anyone to escape responsibility!"