Chapter 496 The Way of Trust

After listening to Xia Fan's story, everyone's reaction was unanimous: Is this possible?

Using songs to persuade people to surrender is a bit mysterious.

He Guicai pondered, "If it is sound, it can indeed spread throughout the army in an instant. If Miss Chi really has the ability that Lord Xia said, this plan may work."

"I also agree to take it as the first choice." Ning Wanjun smiled, "You have all heard Chi's singing. Although her skills are a bit rough, she can really make people feel courage and vitality. If the plan doesn't work, the left army will not suffer any losses. The worst case scenario is that they will launch a night battle at night."

This is where the real dragon is powerful, Xia Fan thought. Although most people have experienced concerts in person, few people realize Chi's special appeal. It's hard to say whether this is a kind of Kanshu, at least the mind will not have obvious resistance to it.

After the princess made the decision, the general strategy was determined.

When everyone was about to leave, Ning Wanjun kept Xia Fan alone, "You come back to the tent with me."

The princess's accommodation was behind the command tent.

The tent was slightly larger than those used by ordinary generals, with a thick and tough leather blanket on the ground, isolating the mud from the feet. In addition to a reclining chair and an armor rack, there was also a wooden bed. In the field army, beds were rare, but considering that the other party was Princess Guangping, this was already quite frugal.

"Qiuyue, prepare water."

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

"You go out." Ning Wanjun nodded.

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

"Uh..." Xia Fan coughed twice, "I don't know what the prince called me for?"

Ning Wanjun untied the laces, took off the breastplate, and then lay on the reclining chair, exposing her head to the back, "Help me wash my hair."

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

The princess' voice became heavier, and she even had a faint feeling of gritting her teeth, "Help me... wash my hair."

A premonition suddenly emerged in his mind. If he refused at this time, he might be in danger of his life.

Xia Fan decisively brought a bench and sat down behind the other party.

Taking off the hairband on the ponytail, Ning Wanjun's long hair suddenly spread into a large piece. Because it had not been washed for too long, many hairs were connected together, and it felt rough to the touch.

Although he didn't know why the princess asked him to do this, it was no big deal to help wash her hair. Xia Fan didn't feel embarrassed at all. He immediately rolled up his sleeves, put the basin on his legs, and held the back of Ning Wanjun's head and immersed it in the water.

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

Strange, if she is so uncomfortable, why let him wash it? Isn't it better to ask Qiuyue to help?

Xia Fan suddenly felt dissatisfied.

Well, let me show you the scalp massage technique. He wet the bath beans, crushed them directly in his hands, and then pressed them on the top of the other person's head, scratching from top to bottom in sequence - this is also the most comfortable part of every haircut. Even if Xia Fan has not learned it, his body has already memorized this technique. After scratching from the top of the head to the neck, he then stroked from the middle to both sides, taking full care of every part of the scalp.

After repeating it several times, Ning Wanjun's neck and cheeks were 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 was a special cleaning liquid," Xia Fan smiled, "not only can it rub out a lot of bubbles, but it will not produce residue."

"Can you do that kind of thing?"

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

"Excuse?" Ning Wanjun was startled.

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

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

"Uh... not this reason?"

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

He quickly immersed the back of the other's head in the basin, "Don't talk first, I'll help you wash it."

After a long time, Ning Wanjun glared and said, "Don't you think - this is a sign of my trust in you?"

Xia Fan was a little confused. What does trust have to do with washing your hair? "That... can you explain it in more detail?"

"The kings in history books often use entrusting orphans to express trust. Why? Because their descendants are their weak points. Showing their weaknesses to their ministers is the greatest trust. How did you learn from history books?" Ning Wanjun said bitterly. "I don't have children to entrust, so, so..." She was stuck for a long time and couldn't say anything.

Show weakness? Xia Fan pondered for a moment before suddenly stopping. The princess now rested her entire head and the back of her neck in her hands, which was equivalent to removing all defenses. If he had malicious intentions, even if Ning Wanjun was a sensor, she would not be able to prevent him from attacking her fragile neck. In this way, it really is "revealing weakness" in another sense.

Xia Fan was a little amused for a moment. Trust between people is so fragile, must it be expressed in this way? "Your Highness, you don't have to be like this-"

"It is necessary." She suddenly interrupted, "If this battle can be won, the Privy Council will lose the flank. After that, no one in the entire Qi Kingdom will be able to resist the pace of the Jinxia Army. Do you know what that means?"

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

"And you are the greatest contributor, destined to be rewarded."

He was a little surprised. Why did he suddenly jump to the things after unification? "Your Highness... Is it too early to consider this now?"

"Not too early, we must prepare for the rainy day." Ning Wanjun shook her head slightly, "There are too many such stories in history books, and in the end, there are not many good endings. The so-called change of mind, some of them are less and less communication, which eventually leads to estrangement and hostility, and some of them are taking the initiative to retreat to avoid trouble, but no matter which one, it is not the future I want to see. So I must bring it up early, so as not to miss the opportunity too late, because I don't know what I will become in the future."

Xia Fan noticed that the other party's hands had been clenched into a ball, and he was obviously mentally prepared to say these words.

Perhaps in traditional concepts, no king would do this, or doing this itself means being unqualified.

He was suddenly touched. She took all these risks for him.

Xia Fan washed the princess's long hair with water and deliberately said in a relaxed tone, "Can't you even retire?"

"No," Ning Wanjun replied immediately, "Because... this is not included in the agreement. Don't expect a person to escape responsibility before you realize your wish!"