One hundred and twenty, the battle for entering the barracks

Huo Mei finished treating the wound on the front of Gongsun Shi, and thoroughly cleaned the wound on his back, smeared with plaster and sprinkled hemostatic powder, and finally bandaged the wound with the help of Xiaohong.

Because she had been squatting on the ground, when she got up after being busy, she almost fainted in front of her, and felt someone reach out to hold her waist and let her close to her arms, and Huo Mei's heart instantly settled down.

"How are you?" Huo Mei smiled, and when she looked up, she saw Wei Ling's face that was still changing color, where was the depression just now, and it was full of worry.

"It's okay, I'm a little dizzy after squatting for too long, can I take me to your tent to rest?" Wei Ling glanced at Xiaohong, who was still taking care of Gongsun Shi, and took Huo Mei's waist and gently walked out of the tent, and came to Wei Ling's big tent in a blink of an eye.

The furnishings in the big tent are naturally much better than the tent of Gongsun Shi, the front is the conference hall, where the bookcase is placed, and the back is separated by a screen, and there is a low couch where you can rest.

Seeing that Huo Mei's face was better, Wei Ling's nervous heart just now was put down, but he quickly sank his face and stared at Huo Mei, but Huo Mei kept smiling at Wei Ling, so that he couldn't spit out a word of the words he wanted to blame.

"This is my first time in the barracks, and you're going to stare at me with such a cold face?"

"You're here for Gongsun Shi?" For some reason, there was a faint sour taste in Wei Ling's tone, which made the smile on Huo Mei's face deeper, and the words in his mouth were directly spit out. "Jealous?"

Wei Ling's face froze. I asked myself, are I really jealous?

"I'm not here for anything else, because you're here!" A faint sentence made Wei Ling's heart warm. Half squatted down and hugged Huo Mei in his arms, how long had it been since he had hugged her like this, smelling the faint fragrance on her body, Wei Ling's irritable heart that had been stimulated just now began to slowly calm down.

"Why did you come to the barracks? I think I can go back to the General's Mansion! Wei Ling still had doubts in his heart, he always felt that Huo Mei must have something to do when he came here, otherwise he wouldn't have come in disguise like this. And Gongsun Shi is not the reason why she can take risks, so she must have another reason for coming to the barracks.

"In three days, you will go out to attack the Huns. I'm going with you! Wei Ling was shocked, he didn't expect Huo Mei to know about his expedition so quickly, and it was only an hour before the emperor announced this matter in the early dynasty.

"How are you?"

"Wei Ling, I am the Pavilion Master of Moxiang Pavilion. There's nothing in this world that I don't know! One sentence blocked Wei Ling's questions to death.

"I disagree! This is the barracks. Not a place for you to mess around! Wei Ling got up suddenly, looked at Huo Mei condescendingly, the momentum on his body instantly turned cold, his face was also full of coldness, and his eyes looking at Huo Mei were cold.

"I'm not messing around, I have to go! If you don't let me go with the army, I'll take Xiaohong and the two of you! Wei Ling was a little angry, grabbed Huo Mei's shoulders with both hands and lifted her body up. Feeling the pain on his shoulder, Huo Mei didn't even frown.

"You must torture me in such a way, don't you? Khomey. What the hell do you want? I know that night broke your heart, and I don't feel good in my heart, I have spent the past few days in the torment of self-blame, and I even threatened my mother that if she refuses to change her attitude towards you, I will take you to move out of the General's Mansion! What do I have to do so that you can believe that I truly love you, and that no one in my heart will be more important than you! ”

Looking at Wei Ling's somewhat injured face, Huo Mei sighed silently. "I don't mean to force you, follow the army into the Western Regions, I have important things to do, don't worry, I won't drag you down, I will be a man with Xiaohong, and I will do a miscellaneous job under the military doctor, and I won't let people find out!"

"Where are you in the barracks? This is not child's play, I am on the march to fight, and if I am not careful, even I can't guarantee that I will not come back alive, how can I protect you at that time? ”

The pain in Wei Ling's eyes stung Huo Mei's heart, this man cared about her Cheng Dù far more than he thought, reaching out to caress Wei Ling's chest, trying to calm him down.

"Ah Ling, have you ever thought that if you really don't live in this world one day, can I continue to live?"

"Mei'er ......" Wei Ling hugged Huo Mei a little excitedly, Huo Mei has always been cold and rarely shows her emotions in front of people, so in order to know, how rare Huo Mei's words are at the moment.

"If you have anything you need to do in the Western Regions, you can leave it to me, let me watch you take risks alone, I can't do it!" So I'm not going to agree to you going to the barracks, absolutely not! ”

"If you don't agree, I'll go to another barracks, there's always a place to get into!" Huo Mei also let go, anyway, she must go into this barracks.

Wei Ling was almost angry with him, looked down at Huo Mei's serious little face, knowing that she was not joking, if Wei Ling didn't let her enter the Wei family's army, she would really be able to mix in other barracks, in that case, wouldn't Wei Ling be even more crazy.

The two of them looked at each other like this, Wei Ling refused, Huo Mei didn't let them, the two of them who were obviously close to each other were looking at each other like enemies at this moment, how could it not be a torment for the two of them.

Just when Huo Mei felt that his legs were a little stiff, Wei Ling suddenly shook his hand, and swept out the palm wind in his hand to smash the screen behind him, because there was no way to vent the anger in his chest, Wei Ling could only hit the screen, and he couldn't do anything to Huo Mei.

The sound in the big tent alarmed the soldiers outside, they thought that something had happened to Wei Ling, and they all rushed towards the big tent, and the soldiers who had just rushed into the big tent felt that there was a wall of qi in front of them, and before they could see the situation in the tent, they were shaken out by the palm wind inside.

"Let General Ben go out, no one is allowed to come in!" Wei Ling's angry roar made everyone outside the tent tremble, and when they heard Wei Ling's angry voice inside, it didn't seem like he was injured, so the soldiers stopped.

The tent was already in shambles, and fragments of the screen were scattered everywhere. The light inside was already not bright, and now the black miasma was even more difficult to distinguish, and Huo Mei was not frightened by Wei Ling's actions. She knew that Wei Ling would not hurt herself no matter what, which was also a trust in Wei Ling.

"Ah Ling, let's not do this, okay? I know what you want, but I really have a reason to go! Five years ago, when I was ten years old, Master was poisoned and died young, and I will never forget it. When I rushed to Loulan with great difficulty, I saw the red lady who only had one breath left, and she closed her eyes with a smile in my arms. That pain still hurts my heart today! I am unwilling, unwilling to be calculated to death like this, so I have been waiting for the opportunity, waiting to find the murderer who killed Master! ”

For memories of five years ago. Khomey actually only remembered a few fragments. But the appearance of the red lady before her death has always been engraved in Huo Mei's mind, this person who once gave herself a second life, in Huo Mei's eyes, she is like a mother, so that Huo Mei, a child who has never received maternal love, finally feels the feeling of being cared for.

It's just that ten years have passed in a hurry, and Huo Mei always thinks about growing up. will be filial to her like a daughter, and even think about marrying someone in the future. will let her children call her grandmother, but ...... When he was ten years old, he got the news that the Red Lady was critically ill, and Huo Mei rushed to the Western Regions with Jean, and the Red Lady had a good relationship with the King of Loulan, so after being poisoned, the King of Loulan almost tried his best to find an antidote for the Red Lady, but he still did not save the Red Lady.

Huo Mei still remembered that when she was ten years old, she rushed to the palace of Loulan Kingdom, and saw the red lady lying on the bed and describing that she was dying, she did not cry, but lay on the red lady and hugged her neck tightly and whispered.

"Matchmaker, Mei'er is here!"

The red lady opened her eyes and saw Huo Mei's smiling face, and her eyes turned red, it was because of this child's innocent smile that she saw the shadow of that person from Huo Mei's body, and handed over Moxiang Pavilion to Huo Mei's hands, but the red lady felt a little relieved, because she finally finished what she had promised that person.

"Mei'er sees the current appearance of the matchmaker, are you afraid?" Xiao Huomei shook her head and hugged the red lady tighter.

"The nurse often says that the dog is not poor, the son is not ugly, the red lady is the same as Mei'er's mother, what child will dislike the ugly mother? What's more, the matchmaker is not ugly, you are the most beautiful woman Meier has ever seen, in this world! ”

The red lady finally shed tears, touched Huo Mei's hair lovingly, and pinched Huo Mei's little hand, with all kinds of reluctance in her heart, leaning on Huo Mei's young shoulder, and quietly told Huo Mei, who was only ten years old, about the future.

Although Wei Ling did not witness the death of the Red Lady, he still remembered that the ten-year-old Huo Mei helped the Red Lady at the funeral, wearing the Red Lady's favorite red clothes, placing the Red Lady in her favorite purple flowers, and personally lit the flowers.

And since then, Huo Mei, who was only ten years old, has become the pavilion master of Moxiang Pavilion, Wei Ling has been silently caring about Huo Mei's qiē, and suddenly a figure of a person shook in front of Wei Ling's eyes, and Wei Ling suddenly hugged Huo Mei into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"Mer, you're mine! Don't leave me! Feeling Wei Ling's uneasiness, Huo Mei thought that something would happen to Wei Ling because he was nervous, so he reached out and patted Wei Ling's back slowly.

"What stupid words, how could I leave you? I am your wife, the one who will stay with you for the rest of your life, as long as you don't abandon me, I won't leave me! ”

Hearing such words, Wei Ling couldn't hold back any longer, picked up Huo Mei's little face and kissed it, Wei Ling's strength was very strong, Huo Mei only felt that the root of her tongue hurt, but she still slowly catered to Wei Ling's movements, probably because she was uneasy, or maybe because she cared too much about Huo Mei, Wei Ling's mood at the moment was complicated.

After a kiss, Huo Mei leaned softly on Wei Ling's arms, her face flushed, and Wei Ling's heart was itching. "I can send someone to escort you to the Western Regions, you don't have to stay in the barracks to suffer, if I let you suffer in the barracks, I will go crazy!"

Thinking about it, Wei Ling's hand tightened, "It's because you're here that I want to follow you!" Who can take more care of me than you? Huo Mei leaned softly on Wei Ling's arms, and spoke softly, and Wei Ling turned into a finger twister even if he didn't want to.

With a sigh, Wei Ling finally compromised. "I'll take you to the military doctor first, Lord Song has a strange temper, he doesn't know your identity, even if he knows, he will definitely not show favoritism, so whether you can stay in the barracks depends on whether Lord Song can recognize your ability."

After speaking, Wei Ling straightened Huo Mei's clothes, and sorted out her crooked long crown hat, and then took Huo Mei's hand and walked out of the big tent.

A group of people stood in the dark outside the big tent, all staring at Huo Mei at the moment, Huo Mei unconsciously grabbed the placket on his chest with his hand, first was startled by the scene in front of him, and soon his face was calm.

"I've seen the general!" The barracks are different from other places, and even the sound of greeting is so deafening.

"General Ben is fine, find someone to clean up the big tent, and let the rest retreat!"

"No!"

In front of so many people, Wei Ling naturally couldn't hold Huo Mei's hand in a grand manner, so he could only slow down so that Huo Mei could keep up with his pace.

As soon as she approached the tent where the military doctor was, a familiar smell came to her face, it was the smell of gold sore powder commonly used by Song Qing, smelling this smell, Huo Mei couldn't help but feel a little emotional, Song Qing took good care of her in her previous life, and Huo Mei would naturally think of him in her heart.

Lord Song's tent had a lot of things in it, and when he entered the door, he saw all kinds of medicinal herbs hanging in the air, and when he walked through the herbs, he saw an injured person lying on a platform, and at this moment Song Qing was treating this person's wounds.

Huo Mei unconsciously took a few steps closer to see, the person lying on the platform was covered in blood, and he was dressed as an ordinary soldier, the wound was between his thighs, which looked like he had been torn by something, and the wound was quite hideous. Song Qing was cleaning the wound, and someone next to him assisted, but seeing that the man was standing aside with something and his legs were trembling, Huo Mei stepped forward and took the tray in his hand.

"I'll help Lord Song, you go and do the other things!" The man was first startled by the sudden appearance of Huo Mei, and wanted to ask out loud, but turned his head and saw Wei Ling standing behind Huo Mei, Wei Ling nodded to him silently, and the man withdrew from the tent.

Huo Mei skillfully worked as an assistant to Song Qing, watching Song Qing stitch up the wound, so he handed Song Qing the tools according to the previous process, in fact, the things Song Qing used were very simple, the sutures were still the usual cotton threads, but they were thinner than ordinary cotton threads, and with the medical conditions of the Han Dynasty, it was estimated that it was only at this level. (To be continued......)

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