Wen Zhao followed Yelu Ying to hear the military situation, and after discussing the battle in a pretense for a while, he returned to the camp tent with heavy steps, pulled Yun Huan into the camp tent, sent the surrounding guards, confirmed that there was no one around, and grabbed her with a solemn expression

"What's wrong? What happened? ”

Wen Zhao gasped and looked angry.

"What the hell is going on?" She was a little anxious, his face was too ugly, and his heart hung in the air.

"Beijian is seriously injured! The situation is unknown now, but I heard that it seems to have been poisoned by an arrow! ”

"Huh? Poison arrows? How so? Her heart sank, obviously Yeluhu was not here these days, and the two countries were not at war, how could this be?

"Isn't it all your Jeruhu doing?"

Her questioning baffled her, and she didn't understand what was really going on between their men.

"Do you really think that he is a big lover, and he went back to Yelu overnight for you? Do you think he Yeluhu is an infatuated man who only needs beauties and no country? ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"Humph! Then you are underestimating Yeluhu, he is not an ordinary man, Yeluhu, who has always been black-bellied and cold-hearted, is actually just his insidious ploy to go back this time! Wen Zhao's words entered her heart. He told her in detail about his plan and how Wen Zhao had been injured.

She took two steps back after hearing this, cold, except that it was still cold!

Thinking about what he did for her, she still shook her head, she didn't believe that he was the kind of hypocritical person, he had a plan, he had a black belly, he was brave, she knew all of this, but if he liked it, he liked it, and if he didn't like it, he didn't have those masks and hypocrisy of the Central Plains man, and there was no need to go to great lengths to pretend to be gentle and please her!

His liking is domineering, savage, unadorned!

"Don't indulge in your own fantasies, this is a cruel battlefield where either you die or I die!"

He's going to shake her awake, and he wants this woman to use her wits to fight alongside him! Instead of shaking the morale of the army and putting him in a dilemma for the sake of an enemy!

"You tell me to calm down!" She pushed him away, she felt that she was going to suffocate, a crossing entangled in this all kinds of men, all with stunning appearances, desirable noble status, but this is the world of men, they are gentle, or cold, or domineering, but they are all unclear......

There is no simple person, there is no simple heart, she feels so tired and tired!

Faces were intertwined in her mind, as fragmented and chaotic as a movie......

Maybe for Wen Zhao, Yeluhu is his enemy, but for Yunhuan, what Jokhang Kingdom, Yelu Kingdom, princes, princes, Yeluhu, are all strange people, strange scenes, strange countries, what does it have to do with her? Who is she? Who the hell is she?

The headache was about to crack, she hugged her head hard, and thrashed hard, hoping to relieve some of her pain, he didn't expect her reaction to be so violent, and grabbed her hand violently, and let her unconsciously pound his body, once, twice, three times......

Maybe it was too much stimulation, maybe the journey was bumpy and tired, the ancient means of transportation were always not so comfortable, the body had not yet recovered, and she had used too much strength, she unconsciously fainted, and when she opened her eyes slightly, she could hear a quiet flute sound floating in her ears......

This is a song she has never heard, but it can make her inexplicably peaceful and comfortable, gradually regain a little consciousness, and her mood has calmed down, she stared at the ancient camp tent with weak eyes, and the curling incense, as well as Wen Zhao who played the flute beside her, with the remaining reason, she had to return to the reality of Mu Yunfan, the fourth lady of Mu Mansion......