One order after another, at such a moment, the fierce side of the Queen Mother's "sex" was "excited", and she was resolute.

Mei Anren didn't speak, nodded, got up and left.

Mo Cun didn't know how many days it had been since he left, would he have rushed to meet Nangong Ling before the people from their mission arrived, if he really let him see Nangong Ling first, then things would be bad.

This matter is indeed urgent.

When preparations were in full swing in Beijing, Nangong Ling and Dajun were walking methodically on the way back to Beijing.

When the last ray of light of the sun did not enter the back of the mountain, Nangong Ling's army also happened to arrive at the campsite scheduled for today, not a single point, not a lot, and the 'fine' accuracy was unbelievable.

"Cease camping!" The general who led the troops shouted out his command, and as the orders were passed down one by one, the army stopped in place, and each did what he had to do.

Nangong Ling also dismounted, and indifferently watched as the soldiers tied up the big tent he was going to live in first.

He is also a person who has never been willing to endure hardships, as long as there are conditions, he will always make his every qiē comfortable, although he marches in the army, but because it is not a war, he lives in very good tents along the way.

It's not that he can't endure hardship, it's because he has suffered too much in the past, so when he can enjoy it, he will never let it go.

This is the same as that little fish.

Suddenly thinking of Ruan Yanluo, the corpse that was torn apart and did not 'form' into a human form appeared in front of him. Nangong Ling's 'chest' instantly swelled.

Even if every qiē there was burned by him, what he saw was what he saw, and it was so deeply imprinted in his mind that he couldn't forget it.

Adjusting his breathing silently, Nangong Ling stood solemnly, towering and motionless, as if nothing had happened at all.

After a short period of work, the tent was set up and the contents should be fully placed.

Nangong Ling stepped into the tent, Jing Xiao waited for Nangong Ling to take off his coat, and personally went to the upstream of the water source outside to get a pot of mountain spring to make tea for Nangong Ling, and as soon as he came back, he saw Nangong Ling half-leaning on the soft collapse, holding a book in his hand, looking at it casually.

This scene is so familiar, for many years in the past, whether it was when he went out to fight the rebellion at the age of fourteen, or when he later fought against the barbarians in the northern Xinjiang, this is the most usual state of Nangong Ling, as long as there is nothing to do, he will take the book in his hand and look at it casually.

Books don't matter what type of book they are, once, he even saw that the book in Nangong Ling's hand was a 'Spring' Palace, and he could still look at it indifferently with an indifferent expression that he didn't have any feelings.

At that time, Jing Xiao used to admire Nangong Ling very much, if it was him, I am afraid that he would have been red-faced and red-eared, and maybe he would have to set up a tent below, but Nangong Ling could look at the book as if he was reading the book of the sage of the Four Books and the Five Classics.

Since he met Ruan Yanluo, Nangong Ling has not read a book like this for a long time, but there are a few times when Ruan Yanluo falls asleep pregnant, and he doesn't want to wake up Ruan Yanluo after he finishes his business, so he will take the book and take a look, but at that time, he also takes Ruan Yanluo in his arms, that kind of scene, as long as he looks at it from a distance, it makes people feel a kind of softness and warmth from the bottom of his heart.

Now seeing Nangong Ling reading with this posture and expression, although it looks like it is no different from before, Jing Xiao suddenly felt a great pain in her heart, and she only felt that Nangong Ling like this was not far from the heavenly immortals.

Gu said that the gods in the sky have no seven emotions and six 'desires', and they have no hearts.

Nangong Ling's heart has been lost with Ruan Yanluo's death.

"How long are you going to stand there?" Nangong Ling took his eyes off the book and looked at Jing Xiao.

Jing Xiao hurriedly put away the expression on his face, held the bucket in his hand and said, "Master, the mountain spring here is very famous, and the tea it burns is definitely not bad, it is one of the top ten springs in Tianyao." ”

Nangong Ling was noncommittal and asked, "How many days are left from the capital?" ”

The march is not as good as a horse, if it is a horse to the frontier, it will only take more than half a month to arrive, but now that there are so many people, this time will be at least doubled.

Jing Xiao said: "At the current speed of marching, it is estimated that in seven days, you will be able to reach the capital." ”

Nangong Ling raised his eyebrows and said, "It's over." ”

Jing Xiao was a little puzzled, what's wrong? However, he didn't ask, the current Nangong Ling was not the Nangong Ling when Ruan Yanluo was there, even if he asked, Nangong Ling would not say.

He is a subordinate, it is enough to be loyal to his master, as for other things, he doesn't have to worry too much, anyway, with Nangong Ling's ability, he must be able to hold everything in the palm of his hand.

After cooking outside, Nangong Ling used some, and his qiē was normal, but the more it was so, the more uncomfortable it made Jing Xiao.

Nangong Ling's current life is like a pool of stagnant water, and everything is unchanged, so that people can't see any hope at all.

After eating and stopping for a while to eliminate food, listening to the general on duty report tonight's arrangement, the light in Nangong Ling's tent went out, and the time he fell asleep was exactly the same as last night.

In the guards, it was Jing Xiao's turn to be on duty tonight, he pinched and counted the time when the lights in Nangong Ling's tent went out, and when he saw that it was really as he calculated, he sighed lightly and went to the side to inspect today's defense.

Walking through a few places, looking at all the qiē was normal, without a trace of abnormality, he breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to return to Nangong Ling to keep vigil, when suddenly the soldier Yong in the distance shouted loudly: "What person?" Take him down! ”

What's going on?

Jing Xiao's heart suddenly woke up, this place has arrived near the Tianyao Capital City, it is very safe, there is no possibility of any enemy country's forces, and those mountain bandits will not come to challenge such a large-scale army unless they think their lives are too long.

Hurriedly led someone over and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Lord Huijing, I found that someone broke into the camp!" The soldier on duty shouted: "This is this man!" ”

Jing Xiao looked underground, and saw a person lying there, covered in blood, and even the black 'colored' night clothes couldn't cover it.

He frowned, and the soldier next to him hurriedly explained: "Master Jing, we didn't 'get it', he was already like this when he came here. ”

"Turn him over!" Jing Xiao said.

He still believed the soldier's words, this was a soldier brought out by Nangong Ling, and his subordinates were measured.

The soldier answered and immediately walked over to the two men, took the man's body, turned him over, and grabbed him by the hair to make him look up.

The moonlight of the night shone on that person's face, Jing Xiao saw that person's face clearly at once, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Mo Cun! ”

Isn't this person Mei Xianxian's person? How did he end up here? What is he here for at this time? And why, he was actually injured?

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