Chapter Two Hundred and Four: Strange Things
The night is deep.
A vigorous figure shuttled through the Nanxia military camp.
The black-clothed men dodged the patrolling soldiers and shuttled back and forth in the barracks.
At the edge of the barracks, another burly black figure stood out from the darkness in the darkness.
"How's it going?" The dark shadow's voice sounded a little cold.
The vigorous figure looked left and right, and said to the burly black shadow: "Things have developed in the expected direction, An Le has been fascinated by me, tomorrow he is going to take me to the barracks to look around, and when the time comes, the warehouse where the grain and grass and medicinal herbs are stacked will be determined, and I will mark it at that time." ”
If An Le was here, he would be surprised, because the person who spoke was inseparable from him during the day.
The burly black shadow said with satisfaction: "You continue to stay by An Le's side, Xiahou Chun should not be alienated there, we have been very difficult to fight in the last few accounts, and the thyme is very strong, but it is a little different for An Le, if you want to get more news, remember to find a way on An Le's body." ”
Rumengzai listened carefully, without the slightest rebuttal.
The burly figure continued: "Your brother is going to drive the expedition himself, and it will be the key to success or failure at that time in three days, you know what to do. ”
Rumeng said: "I know, don't worry about these you call my brother, General Feng is now that the two armies are fighting, you don't have to come over often, if there is news, I will give it to you through the secret channel, just like you said, now is a critical moment, and there is no room for sloppiness." ”
Rumeng's tone at this moment was a little unkind, as if she was dissatisfied with General Feng's attitude towards her just now.
General Feng didn't expect Rumeng's tone to suddenly become so tough. It's a bit dumb.
"I see."
After speaking, General Feng disappeared in the darkness.
Rumeng left in the distance, and in the darkness, another figure walked out, staring at the direction General Feng left for a long time before finally leaving.
Thyme returned to her tent and couldn't sleep.
An Le's attitude towards her today is really weird.
There is a strange look like that, which Thyme has never seen.
Thyme doesn't even know if all this is real or fake.
An Le doesn't like other women to touch him, and this habit of thyme is very clear.
An Le is already good-looking, and there have been women who have shown love for An Le before, and An Le has always shown disgust. Or disdain. But what Thyme sees in Anle's eyes today is love.
That kind of look used to only be there when looking at her, but today it was shown to a woman who had just met recently, and what was even more puzzling was that An Le knew that Rumeng was Xiahou Chun's woman.
Could it be that Anle has changed its strategy? Thyme began to think crankily in her heart.
After turning over and over, the thyme couldn't sleep, so the thyme simply entered the space directly.
Thyme has been in the space for a long time lately. She has noticed that she has been enjoying the environment of the space more and more recently.
Quiet and peaceful. Nor will anyone bother.
Thyme has no interest in playing tonight.
There is a bathtub in the space. Because Thyme thought that the stream water in the space needed to heal people, she specially prepared a bath bucket in order to be able to take a bath and rest in the space when she was sleepy.
Pour good water. Thyme took off her clothes and went into the tub.
Space stream water has many uses, not only to heal diseases and injuries, but also to relieve fatigue.
Thyme soaked in water is very comfortable.
When she felt that the exhaustion of her whole body was gone, and she was still full of strength, Thyme put on her clothes.
Idle is also idle, Thyme doesn't know why, and thinks of the place where An Le used to live, the fruit tree by the lake, I don't know if there is any fruit on it now.
Thinking of this, Thyme simply walked directly to the edge of the cliff.
Following where she had last walked, Thyme carefully climbed the cliff.
Walking through the woods that shaded the sky, thyme came to the lake smoothly.
The sparkling water of the lake and the reflection of the surrounding trees on the surface of the lake are so moving.
Thyme walked towards the bamboo forest.
You can see the fruit hanging on the tree in the distance, and thyme's depressed mood suddenly improves.
Thyme directly picked two oranges and began to eat them.
Thyme slowly walked towards the stone house while eating.
The medicine field in front of the stone house is already overgrown with weeds, and no one is managing it.
The door of the stone house was not closed, and the last time An Le followed her, he was in a hurry.
It's understandable that there is no off.
It just so happened that Thyme thought she could just go in and have a look.
After hesitating for a moment, Thyme stepped into the room anyway.
The lighting inside the stone house is not very good, but the light of a green lantern in the room is faintly burning.
The light as thin as a pee could not drive away the darkness of the whole room.
Thyme picked up a bamboo block on the table and gently picked it on the lamp, the light suddenly turned on, and the scene in the room became clearer and clearer.
The house is not big, two rooms inside and outside.
There is a desk and bookshelves on the outside, and the layout inside is also very simple, except for a painting hanging on the wall, there is nothing else, and the back room thyme has not yet gone in to see, and I don't know what is in the back room.
There are a lot of books on the shelves, including bamboo slips, tortoise shells and other rare things.
You must know that Western Xia and Southern Xia have used paper hundreds of years ago.
Things like bamboo slips and tortoise shells have long been phased out.
But there are so many things in Anle's house, which is really a little strange.
Thyme was in a bad mood, and now she came here to pass the time, saw the books on the shelves, and found a book without a name.
As soon as she opened the book, Thyme looked at the two rows and was surprised.
This book should have been written by An Le, but most of the information recorded on it was about her.
How did An Le know about her, especially when she came over, the description inside was as if An Le was immersive.
But Thyme was sure that some of the things described in it should have happened before she even got the space.
This is also too weird, could it be that An Le knew about her for a long time, and deliberately approached her, deliberately let her get space?
With such an idea, thyme felt like she had knocked over a five-flavor bottle, and all kinds of flavors were in it.
The book only writes about An Le meeting her in space, and then there is no more.
Seeing this, Thyme breathed a sigh of relief, could this be the diary written by An Le?
Thyme didn't understand it in her heart, but she didn't understand it, and no one would answer for her at this time.
Simply put the books away, Thyme read the names of all the books on the bookshelf again, and after remembering the useful information for herself, Thyme slowly walked into the back room with the oil lamp.
The back room was still windowless and small, with a simple bed in front of it.
In addition to the bed, there can only be a wardrobe in this room.
Wardrobe Thyme wouldn't have rummaged through it even if she was curious, and after looking at the inside of the house again, Thyme still felt that only the book without a name was interested.
Calculating the time, it was almost over, and Thyme returned to the valley to get out of space.
As soon as she got out of the space, Thyme was startled, An Le sat on the edge of the bed in the tent, looking directly at her who appeared out of thin air, An Le should have not slept all night, and An Le looked a little tired.
"You're going to space?"
An Le's voice was low, and it was a little hoarse, which sounded a little distressing.
Thyme was a little angry, especially when she saw An Le and Rumeng so intimate, she was really angry and distressed.
"Why don't you go with your little maid?" Thyme said this with obvious vinegar.
An Le didn't get angry, but laughed.
"Xiang'er, do you know that the way you are angry is the most beautiful."
Thyme doesn't care about Anle at all, and last night's anger hasn't subsided!
Thyme glanced at An Le and said, "Don't be poor with me here, I won't forgive you easily, and what are you doing here with me?" How long have you been here? Thyme asked, somewhat surprised.
An Le smiled and said, "Didn't I miss you!" I couldn't help but come to see you, but I'm here to wait for you when you're not there. ”
Thyme really didn't know whether to be happy or angry when she heard this.
"Fool." Thyme whispered, her eyes also looking at An Le.
Suddenly, the blood on the sleeve of An Le attracted thyme's attention.
"Anle, you're hurt?" Thyme looked at An Le in surprise, her face full of worry.
couldn't help but step forward, Thyme lifted An Le's sleeve, and a wound appeared in front of Thyme.
The wound is not very deep, it looks like it only hurt the flesh, but it is not fatal, but the wound has been bleeding again, and the thyme has only seen it, and at the injured location, An Le simply bandaged it with a cotton cloth, so the blood did not flow out so much.
While preparing the medicine and space stream water, Thyme asked worriedly, "Where did you go last night?" How did it hurt like this? ”
An Le raised his head and looked at thyme with a concerned face, thought about it, and finally shook his head.
"It's a good thing that you don't know, but if you do, you'll be upset about it."
An Le finally decided not to tell thyme.
There are some things that Anle won't ask if you don't talk about thyme.
There was silence inside the tent, and Thyme slowly disinfected An Le's arm with the water of the space stream.
Looking at the blood-drenched appearance, Thyme was a little distressed.
"I'll see you treat your wounds in the future."
An Le smirked and said, "I know I you off, I'm sorry." ”
When Thyme heard this, she still couldn't bear it after all. (To be continued......)