One of the biggest characteristics of the army hastily mobilized by Zhu Yousong is that the soldiers and horses from various places are mixed together. So even though she looked at Mian Sheng, no one came up to ask Yue Yingying, but she was easily mixed into the Chinese army camp.

Yue Yingying is a bold person, although she is in the enemy's lair, her face is red and her heart is not beating, she is carrying a lantern, and she has a circle written on her chest, and there is a big word for grain written in it.

The people who were in charge of guarding Zhu Yousong's tent were all guards of the palace, one by one, pinching their waists and carrying knives, standing straight, Yue Yingying observed for a while, and it was impossible for her to forcibly break into the assassination and succeed, so she had to wander around the camp to look for opportunities.

Zhu Yousong was in the tent, took off his armor, and ordered his soldiers to boil hot water, pour it into the bath bucket, and was taking a bath. The pampered skin, a cup of hot water, red, like a boiled shrimp, put the medicinal powder developed by the Lang Zhong of the Wangfu Good Medical Institute in the bucket, it was extremely comfortable to soak, Zhu Yousong couldn't help humming.

Two big-shouldered, round-waisted, sturdy soldiers stepped forward, rolled up their sleeves, and were about to rub his back, Zhu Yousong said in horror when he saw this: "What are you doing, what are you going to do?" ”

The two looked at each other and said suspiciously: "We serve the prince to bathe." ”

"No, no, I'll do it myself, you all stand down." The two pro-soldiers inexplicably withdrew from the camp, leaving only Zhu Yousong alone.

"These two goods look scary, what if it's a brother, it's better to wash it yourself, safety first." Zhu Yousong hummed a little song from his previous life and soaked in the bath comfortably.

Yue Yingying saw that there was no way to delay any longer, sooner or later she would arouse the suspicion of protecting her health, so she secretly gritted her teeth and walked towards the tent.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I was stopped by the guards and asked, "Stop, what are you doing?" ”

"The prince has something to summon, and he just sent someone to find me."

The guard was puzzled: "Why didn't I see that the prince was going to summon someone, you are waiting here, I will go in first and ask." ”

A hint of fierceness flashed in Yue Yingying's eyes, and she was about to burst into trouble, just when the two pro-soldiers came out. They were all palace guards, and they knew each other well with the guards at the door, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"This kid said that the prince summoned him, and I will go in and ask for instructions."

The two soldiers glanced at Yue Yingying, and secretly praised, what a handsome little brother. One of them smiled playfully and said, "Okay, you don't have to ask for instructions, let him in quickly, I'm afraid the prince will be to blame if it's late." ”

Yue Yingying was overjoyed, she didn't want to have such a good thing, it must have been that they had misunderstood something, but looking at that stupid and smiling obscene and lewd man, if he hadn't been in the enemy camp, Yue Yingying would have taught him a lesson. When she entered the camp, the soldiers whispered to their companions: "No wonder the prince doesn't let us serve him to bathe, it turns out that the prince is so good." ”

The companion touched his head and asked with a puzzled expression, "What did you say?" Why don't I understand? ”

"Stupid, look at that kid, white and tender, that little appearance, more charming than a girl, the prince must be, hehe, going through his back door."

The companions and guards showed a sudden realization expression, and the guard at the gate said: "No wonder I see this kid, walking around in front of the camp, twisting and pinching, I guess he is still a chick, serving people for the first time." ”

Several people tacitly lowered their heads, laughed a few times together, and each went back to everyone to guard the door for the prince.

In this era, the military camp is the most imbalanced ratio of men and women in the world, often tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of gentlemen, and there is not a single woman. Therefore, it is inevitable that there will be handsome offspring and become a female rabbit baby. These people are all veterans, and they thought that what they expected was not bad, so they all consciously stood back, for fear of hearing about the prince's private affairs and being put in small shoes.

Although Yue Yingying didn't know why she entered the camp so easily, this was a godsend, no matter why, she would stab this prince to death with a knife first, and help her father and brothers escape. Yue Yingying moved her lotus feet lightly, stepped on broken steps, and approached step by step, only to see a big bath barrel in the camp tent, still steaming, and only one head was exposed outside the bucket. The back of the head is facing you.

Yue Yingying was happy in her heart, at such a close distance, there were only two people in this big tent, unless the prince of this court was also a top master, there was nothing to stop him from killing him. And fortunately, there was no one else in the entire tent, and he could escape without knowing it if he killed him, which simply couldn't have a better ending. Gently bend your knees, pull out the dagger from your calf, and slowly approach the tub.

Zhu Yousong hummed a little song, unaware of the approach of death, the moment of life and death, and the blessing to his soul, he suddenly remembered his martial arts competition in Maling Mountain. He said to himself: "I don't know how Yingying is doing, alas. ”

Yue Yingying heard the voice a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it, and when she heard him say "Yingying", she lost her mind for a while, and stepped on the ground and made a sound.

When Zhu Yousong heard the sound, he just thought that his own soldiers were desperate and coveted his own body, so he turned around and reprimanded: "I said that I would let you out, why did you come in!" Halfway through his words, he saw a small soldier, holding a dagger that was dangling, and in this strange scene, he was frightened and panicked.

Yue Yingying saw that her deeds were revealed, she snorted angrily, carried a dagger and made a move like a willow in the wind, and jumped in front of the bath bucket with her feet, and was about to stab down.

Zhu Yousong stood up in fright, his eyes widened, and he saw that the cold light was accompanied by a figure, and he was about to stab into his body. The main reason is that this person is silent, not like a human being, Zhu Yousong can't help but think of some horror movies in his previous life, and the fear in his heart has increased several times in vain. I wanted to shout for help, but I felt like golden soup in my mouth, and I couldn't say a word nervously.

Yue Yingying flew over, seeing that it was about to be completed, but through the mist, she saw that the face in front of her was not the husband who had worshiped in the hall, Zhu Fuba. Her knife was extremely fast, and when she arrived in front of her, she couldn't stop if she wanted to, Yue Yingying secretly screamed that it was not good, and in a hurry, she forcibly accepted it, and the dagger grazed Zhu Yousong's cheek, leaving a red scar.

Yue Yingying, who forcibly recruited, was twisted by her two forces, bent over and cocked her hips, and fell to the ground, extremely embarrassed. Zhu Fuba's face appeared countless times in her heart, he was so brave, he obviously didn't have any martial arts, but he dared to jump off the horse and block the invincible white-robed young general for himself. In countless dreams, the picture of him holding a gun shirtless, blocking a person and a horse alone has long been imprinted in her heart, so she can recognize it at the last moment.

Zhu Yousong didn't recognize this little soldier as his lost wife, only to see him fall to the ground, knowing that he was not a ghost, relieved of the fear in his heart, and shouted: "There are assassins!" ”