For the rest of the day, Mu Qing never left her tent again, and sat alone in the tent, and she was a little hesitant. In terms of etiquette, what she did was out of line after all, and she had already deviated from the rules that a woman's wife should uphold.

Mu Qing exhaled a deep breath from his chest, Daddy attaches great importance to the common sense of dealing with people, and has taught her to be gentle and polite since she was a child, but he has never taught her to be a woman. Even after following Du Ruhui, he didn't ask for anything, and now he just wants to live and die with him, so what's wrong, he has to bring this set out to suppress her.

If you think about it, it's better for Yinghua to be like this, simply learn martial arts, put on armor and go into battle, and be able to fight with the person in the heart, wouldn't it be happy.

Thinking about it for a long time, she was chaotically leaning on the low and simple Hu bed, and was about to squint and fall asleep, when suddenly there were golden drums outside the tent, and she was so startled that she jumped up from the Hu bed. Listen carefully to the rules of the golden drum, the length is different, the interval is orderly, and the sound of dull footsteps soon sounded in the sound of the golden drum, and there was the sound of armor colliding, which was clearly to gather to resist the enemy.

Mu Qing hurriedly walked to the door of the tent and looked out, because she was under the cavalry camp under the command of Li Shimin, the military discipline was strict, and the training was rigorous, so she was not flustered at the moment, everyone was silent, holding the horse lance, hurriedly went to the manger to collect their respective horses, and gathered in the field.

She guessed that it was about the Turkic soldiers attacking Yanmen Pass at night, and the number of troops should be quite a lot, not like the previous fights and temptations. Suddenly, the figure outside the tent flickered, and she was caught off guard and taught people to advance into the tent, and only after standing firm did she see that it was Du Ruhui.

But he saw that he was also dressed in cavalry uniform, and removed his head. High bunched hair. On the night when she was rescued from the post road, the light leather armor was replaced by iron rope fine scale armor, but he did not hold a long lance in his hand, and only a long knife hung from his waist.

Mu Qing had never seen him in military uniform, and he had never been to the battle in person, this battle shocked her heart, and she forgot that she was angry with him, and she didn't remember the anger that was still accumulated in her chest half a day ago, so she stepped forward and grabbed his hand and said, "Why do you also want to go into battle?" ”

Du Ruhui held her hand and did not reply to her. He hurriedly said, "You are waiting in the camp." Wan Mo out of the camp, Erlang left two Xuanjia outside the tent to protect you, if there is a change, you only listen to them. ”

After speaking, he let go of her hand. Turn around and leave. Mu Qing's heart twisted. Suddenly, he took two steps forward, reached out from behind and grabbed his waist, and pressed his face against the cold scales. He whispered: "Don't be angry with me anymore, I'm just, just, I miss you too much." ”

He turned around and took her into his arms, stroking the back of her head with one hand, "Don't be afraid, I don't enter the battle, I only lead in the army, and there will be no damage." ”

She couldn't smell the familiar warmth in his arms, only the smell of cold iron unique to the armor, she didn't want to smell it, so she hurriedly broke away from his arms and smiled after not seeing her for many days, "Go, I'll wait for you here." ”

Du Ruhui smiled kindly, turned around and walked out of the tent. Mu Qing followed him to the door of the tent, and only when he saw him go away did he turn back to the tent, and then he noticed that the two soldiers at the door of the tent were focused and awe-inspiring, and they were actually different from ordinary soldiers, and their momentum was a few points better than that of ordinary ordinary generals. Both of them wore jet-black iron armor, which seemed to be more delicate and sophisticated than Mingguang armor, and was stronger and more stable than fine-scale armor.

Mu Qing's mind followed Du Ruyan away, and he didn't care much about these two people, and his heart swept over the "Xuanjia" he said just now, which must be this strange armor.

She sat silently in the tent, not moving for a long time, her mind surging, constantly thinking about the situation before the battle, and at first she was flustered and unable to gather. Then he secretly prayed, from all sides of the Bodhisattva gods, to pray to Daddy and Mother.

After praying silently for a while, he suddenly scolded himself for being confused, he wanted to make a great career in the troubled times of Xiangzuo Erlang, so he had to go into battle from time to time, although he didn't have to rush to kill with the generals, and he couldn't avoid plotting to deal with the enemy before the battle, if she was always panicked, undecided, and distracted his mind, it was really better to let him be drugged again and sent back to Jiangnan.

After thinking about it for a while, although I still couldn't feel completely at ease, I gradually let go of my hanging heart. At this time, the moon has quietly moved to Zhongtian, there are about four watches, the camp is silent, so quiet that the insects and cicadas are clearly distinguishable, and the two "Xuanjia" outside the door are still standing still, like clay sculptures.

Mu Qing got up and walked outside the tent, not daring to go far, only moving around her tent, not hearing a trace of fighting in her ears, and not seeing the slightest firelight when she raised her eyes. One of the "Xuanjia" suddenly said loudly: "Qi Niang is not too worried, Du Alang is wise and alert, and he has also practiced some knives, guns and sticks, so he will be fine." ”

This sentence, like a clay statue speaking, taught her to be taken aback, and how did this person know that he wanted to call her "Qi Niang", isn't it old knowledge? It sounds familiar.

She cautiously walked up to the "Xuanjia" who spoke, and looked at him in the moonlight, unable to remember where she had seen it for a while.

"Qi Niang doesn't recognize me?" He added, "Honghua County has been separated for two years, but I dare not forget the twenty military whips that Du Ah Lang and Erlang received for a certain life. ”

Mu Qing suddenly remembered, "Lu Aliu." ”

"Exactly down there." He nodded in response.

Mu Qing couldn't help but look at him again, it was really very different from the beginning. I still remember that when I first saw him, he was still the leader of the bandits, leading more than 200 hungry people to rob the road for a living, and Du Ruhui robbed the fabric of the summer clothes of the Xue family in Jincheng as a soldier, and gave all the cloth to Erlang as a gift, leading the more than 200 grass robbers into the army. Later, the lieutenant complained that it was difficult to train the rogue, and he caused trouble again, stole the people's food, and almost broke into a catastrophe, and finally had what he just called the twenty military whips.

Seeing his current appearance, it was as if he had been reborn, even Mu Qing was not relieved, and asked him how he was doing later.

"I was born in a reckless background, which one understands the rules and military orders, until he made a big mistake and brought Erlang and Du Alang to be punished, and after that scene, he woke up. Erlang's military discipline is strict, and he is righteous, and the straight church is convinced, and since then I and my brothers have sworn to follow to the death. ”

The two talked for a while, but they didn't realize that the moon had sunk in the west, and some light was shining from the sky.

"Someone's coming." Lu Ah Liu hurriedly said, "I don't know the enemy or me." Qi Niang is about to enter the account. After that, he urged Mu Qing to return to the tent, and motioned to the other "Xuanjia" to guard the camp tent and go forward.

Mu Qing listened attentively in the tent, and really heard some movement vaguely, as if it was the thunder of hundreds of horses' hooves stepping on the ground, and there was the clanging sound of armor rubbing, she looked around the tent, there was a long knife hanging next to Hu's bed, and she hurriedly untied it and held it in her hand.

After a few moments, the noise outside grew louder and louder. Someone seemed to have run into the camp. She tightened her grip on the long knife a few more times. One hand rests on the hilt of the knife, ready to be unsheathed.

"Qi Niang, come on!" What came to mind outside was Li Shimin's voice, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could put down the long knife. The tent door has been kicked open. Two soldiers rushed in panting with a pair of restraints, followed by Li Shimin, who was full of anxiety.

Mu Qing glanced at the restraint, and five thunderbolts hit the top. Lying on the restraint, it was Du Ruhui who was unconscious, only to see him close his eyes tightly, half of his body soaked in blood, and one arm hanging unconsciously outside the restraint.

The two soldiers carefully lowered the shackles, and with their steady hands they passed him from the shackles to the top of the bed, and a little blood dripped from the ground.

She threw away the long knife in her hand, and made a "dang long" sound, as if the long knife would jump up on its own and hurt people. Then he grabbed Li Shimin's robe, trembling his voice, but he couldn't ask a word for a long time.

Li Shimin pressed her slightly trembling shoulder, "Qi Niang, calm down." He is still conscious, so go and talk to him, and don't teach him to sleep. Don't support until Doctor Zhao arrives. ”

Mu Qing nodded hurriedly, wiped away the tears that flowed out of nowhere, and stumbled to Hu's bed. Half of his body was bleeding from a deep wound on his right shoulder, as if he had been wounded by a blunt knife, the flesh of the wound was turned outward, hideous and terrifying, the blood that had flowed out earlier had formed a blood scab and was half dry, and there was still blood oozing out.

He opened his eyes slightly, trying to pull out a smile, but he didn't smile, only barely moved the corners of his lips.

"You bear some pain." Mu Qing said as his hand reached his shoulder, his four fingers pressed his shoulder, and his thumb pressed down on his supraclavicular socket, causing him to frown and snort in pain.

"You don't have to make promises to me anymore, I don't believe it anymore." She couldn't bear the pain in her heart, but she was also ruthless and pressed harder, and said angrily, "You tricked me into going with you, but you wanted to leave me several times." He said that there would be no damage, but he was hurt like this. Tell me, what more can I believe you? ”

His mind was already dizzy, and his eyelids couldn't help but want to close, but he also knew that if he fell asleep at this time, he was afraid that he would not be able to wake up again, so he only wrinkled his brows, and tried his best to open his eyes to see her face full of tears, crying like pear blossoms with rain, and at this moment it seemed that he felt very good-looking.

Her hot tears dripped down a few of his cold arms, and his heart warmed up. He gradually couldn't resist his affection, and he didn't realize that he secretly thought, even if he took her with him, if he wanted to die at any time, he would eventually be able to see her eyebrows and eyes, and he would have no regrets in death.

Zhao Cang rushed in from outside the tent with the doctor on his back, pulling everyone in the tent as he ran, "Don't get up and drive away yet, it's in the way here." Walking quickly to Hu's bed, he saw Mu Qingzheng pressing his supracular fossa, and nodded in approval, "That's right, force his blood, and don't teach him to lose blood too quickly." Then press and don't let go. ”

As he spoke, he kept disposing of the wound in his hand, a soldier brought a few basins of hot water and clean cloth, Zhao Cang wiped his wound, took out an embroidery needle from the doctor, a piece of fine raw silk, threaded the needle, and pierced it into Du Ruhui's flesh and skin.

"You're supposed to do this needlework." Zhao Cang threw a clean cloth to Mu Qing while scolding, "You wipe off the blood beads and blood threads for him, and Mo Jiao's wound is covered with blood again, hindering me from sewing." ”

Fixing the seams, pressing the medicine, bandaging, Zhao Cang was busy with his hands and feet in one go, and finally took out a piece of cloth and covered it on his mouth and nose, "The bleeding has stopped, and there is no big problem." There's no need to hold on now, just go to sleep. ”

Mu Qing also used this thing, it was the medicine silk that replaced the boiling golden flowers in the army, and sure enough, within half a moment, his breath was calm and he fell asleep. (Want to know more exciting developments in "Lotus Mou"?) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner, select Add Friends to add an official account, search and follow the official account, and never miss every update again! (To be continued......) R1292