"I'm sorry, Miss Yuemei, I didn't know it would be you, are you okay?" Liu asked apologetically.

The woman in front of her is called Huang Yuemei, the sister of Zhuge Liang's wife Huang Yueying.

At that time, Liu Feng was amazed at the greatness of Huang Chengyan, the old man, the two daughters born to one mother, one was extremely ugly, the other was dignified and lovely, the difference between heaven and earth was really difficult to think that they would be two sisters.

Huang Yuemei's emotions gradually calmed down, and the frowning willow eyebrows eased, but his face was still flushed due to the lack of blood. She leaned down, picked up the small box that had fallen on the ground, and opened her teeth lightly: "It's me who is not good, I should squeak before coming in." Sit down, my lord, and I'll take a look at the wound on your back. ”

As she spoke, she opened the wooden box, which was neatly stacked with bandages and medical supplies such as gold creation. In the battle of Nagasaka, Liu Jiajun suffered countless casualties, and there were as many as three or four hundred wounded and killed in Hanjindu alone, and the medical personnel accompanying the army were far from enough, so many women and children of civil and military officials had to join the medical team to replenish the shortage of manpower.

It was said that it was just an ordinary doctor who treated Liu Feng's injuries before, but he didn't expect to be replaced by Huang Yuemei today, and he greeted others in such a rude way, Liu Feng felt quite uncomfortable in his heart.

"It's just a small injury, Miss He Lao bothered." Liu Feng excused himself.

"The eldest prince has a noble status, your injury is not a trivial matter, sit down first."

Huang Yuemei lowered her head and tranged the items in the medicine box, and listed the bandages and other things in order, looking serious and responsible, as if she had forgotten about Liu Feng's offense just now. Her attitude alleviated Liu Feng's embarrassment, and he stopped squirming, sat down with his back to her, untied the robe he was wearing, and exposed his upper body in front of her.

The original body was born heroic and strong, and on the smooth back, the muscles of the solid but rich elastic surname were neatly arranged, and Zhang was strong with the surname of the hero.

Huang Yuemei's eyelashes blinked slightly, and her eyes showed a little shyness, but her expression was calm, trying her best to abandon the feeling that she shouldn't have, focusing only on Liu Feng's wounds, and carefully dismantling the blood-soaked bandages one by one with a pair of plain hands.

When the last bandage was untied, Huang Yuemei couldn't help but take a cool breath, and her towering chest rose and fell again due to tension.

The wound that cut into the skin for three points was neatly measured as if it had been measured with a ruler, as if it had not experienced the friction of flesh and blood at all, and it was only completed in an instant. Although dark red scars had begun to form around the surface of the wound, a closer look at the wound could still reveal the vivid flesh color.

Huang Yuemei woke up from her stunned stupor and asked while taking the golden medicine: "The eldest prince's wound is very different from the others, I don't know what weapon he was injured?" ”

"A sword sharpened like clay."

"It turns out that the rumors are true."

"What rumors?" Liu Feng's curiosity rose, and he turned his head violently and pulled the wound, and the pain was so painful that he twitched between his teeth.

Huang Yuemei hurriedly pressed his shoulder: "Don't move, eldest prince." I just heard that the eldest prince was cut off by a sword, so it caused the eldest prince to fall off the horse and be injured. ”

I see.

Liu Feng sighed: "It seems that many people think that I didn't protect my brother wholeheartedly, Miss Yuemei, do you think so too?" ”

Liu Feng didn't ask her casually when he came to the wind in a moment's time, Huang Yuemei is a member of the Huang family, Zhuge Liang is the son-in-law of the Huang family, and the views of the Huang family also represent Zhuge Liang's views to a large extent.

"Of course not, Gongzi Adou is the younger brother of the eldest prince, how can the eldest prince not protect him wholeheartedly." Huang Yuemei's answer was very crisp, and there was no sign of deliberate cover-up in her tone.

Huang Yuemei's answer made Liu Feng feel a little relieved, but this did not mean that he was at ease with Zhuge Liang, he knew that in history, Zhuge Liang played a great role in Liu Bei's execution of "Liu Feng", and for such a very politically powerful figure, Liu Feng would never relax his guard.

After a cup of tea, Huang Yuemei changed the golden medicine for him and re-tied the bandage. Liu Feng's spirit was relieved from the pain caused by the change of dressing, and suddenly heard some excitement outside the tent, so he asked: "What happened outside, it seems to be very lively?" ”

"It's Zide Gongzi who came from Jiangxia and brought a lot of warships and men and horses."

The "son of Zide" she refers to is Liu Biao's eldest son Liu Qi, who appointed him as the Taishou of Jiangxia and garrisoned the Xiakou fortress before his death. This person has 10,000 soldiers and horses on land and water, hundreds of warships, and controls the key places at the intersection of the Han River and the Yangtze River, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Huang Yuemei said and packed up the medicine box, got up and walked to the door of the tent, and bent slightly towards Liu Feng: "Since the child's injury medicine has been changed, then I will leave first." ”

"Thank you, Miss, go slowly." Liu Feng returned the salute and was about to send her away, when he suddenly felt an abnormality and shouted urgently: "Wait!" ”

Huang Yuemei, who had already walked out of the tent, turned around and looked at Liu Feng, who suddenly became alert, with a puzzled expression: "What else does the son have to order?" ”

"Something is wrong, something is wrong, do you feel it?" Liu Feng's expression became more and more severe, his sword eyebrows were tightly locked, and his blade-like eyes revealed an extremely terrifying signal.

"Eldest prince, what's wrong, what's wrong?"

Liu Feng changed from a gentle son to a warrior who seemed to be on the battlefield in an instant, his inexplicable words, and the nervous aura emanating from his whole body made Huang Yuemei feel very uneasy.

Suddenly, Liu Feng was lying on the ground, ignoring the dust on the ground, and pressed his ears to the ground, as if listening to something.

The strangeness that Liu Feng felt was an instinctive sense that only a martial artist could have, and the rapid changes on the battlefield made him feel even the slightest change in the surrounding environment, which was several times more magnified than ordinary people.

At the moment when he was about to say goodbye to Huang Yuemei, Liu Feng felt the ground under his feet trembling slightly, and listened to the ground, and in the depths of the earth, there was a dull and rhythmic subtle sound, as if there was a sleeping dragon, trying to break through the cover of the soil and rush out of the ground with its sharp giant claws.

The sound was amplified at a very fast speed, and in a short period of time, it had spread from faint fragmentation to rumbling.

Liu Feng's eyes were suddenly bloodshot.

Cavalry, it's a cavalry that is approaching!