Under Yihan's careful care, Chunqiu's injuries recovered quickly, and the person also woke up.

When he woke up and opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a teenager sitting beside him. He thought he had seen it wrong, and he blew up his eyes again before he dared to be sure that there was indeed a rare person sitting next to him.

This young man is like the wind in April, refreshing and not greasy, and his eyes are clear and he can see the bottom of his heart.

But Spring and Autumn still looked incredible.

"Are you awake?"

Yi Han saw that Chunqiu stared at him for a full quarter of an hour, and his heart was hairy with him.

"Where am I?"

Chunqiu's face was haggard, his lips were pale, and he could only make a weak sound.

"My family!"

Ihan showed his cute little tiger teeth again, and his smile was pure and harmless, sweet and fresh.

"Who are you?"

Chunqiu showed his resolute and cold face as always, what did he want to reject thousands of miles away? Or is he already used to such an expression as a brocade guard?

"Who am I? I am your savior, look at your face like a stinky stone, I really don't know how to be grateful! ”

Ihan pouted and teased Chunqiu.

"I'm leaving, I don't need you to save me!"

Spring and Autumn uncovered the quilt and wanted to get out of bed and leave here. But instead of crawling far, he almost fell under the bed. It didn't matter if I tossed it, but the wounds on my body began to ache again.

"Where are you going? I said you should stop struggling meaninglessly, recuperate here, and go wherever you want when you recover! ”

Ihan put his head on a pillow and the quilt was covered.

"Don't move, or the wound will open again."

"Wanjun, what about Wanjun?"

Chunqiu suddenly realized that Wanjun was not by her side, and his eyes widened in nervous fear.

"Who is Wanjun? Haven't heard of it. I'll go get you something to eat, and don't move while you're asleep. ”

Ihan was confused by Chunqiu and didn't know what he was talking about. Fortunately, he couldn't go anywhere, so he could only lie quietly in bed.

"Wanjun, we are scattered again, where are you? Why did you leave me alone? Wanjun, where the hell is it? ”

Tears flowed from Chunqiu's eyes, and he really felt how painful it was to leave with Wanjun this time. This is two looking at each other, life and death do not know the boundless!

"Come, drink some porridge, you've been in a coma for a few days and haven't eaten anything, are you hungry?"

Ihan walked in from outside with porridge.

"Ah, why are you crying?"

He hurriedly put down the porridge, walked to the window, and gently wiped away the tears of the spring and autumn.

"Look at you, looking at a man with five big and three thick, why are you still crying?"

Chunqiu didn't speak, and he didn't want to say a word with his eyes closed.

"Okay, okay, I'll help you up, drink some porridge, just drink it!"

Yihan fed the spring and autumn porridge with a spoon and a spoon.

"Why are you so nice to me?"

"Good for you? We Jurchens are good to everyone. ”

"Jurchen? Are you from the Jurchens? ”

Chunqiu never thought that he was of a different race, and he said that no matter how he looked at it, he felt that something was wrong. He had the vigilance of being a brocade guard, and although he was sick, the habit he had formed for a long time made him shudder.

In recent years, the ethnic minorities in the north, especially the Jurchen in the forests outside the Guanwai, have grown rapidly and dominated one side. They even began to argue with inventions, which is not to be underestimated. But throughout the Ming Dynasty, there is no sober person.

Chunqiu's eyes were like a sharp sword, and he looked at Yihan with a cold light: "What are you trying to do with me?" Don't look at me if I can't move now, when I can, I'll definitely kill you. ”

"I said that you are not very sick, and I have no grievances with you, why did you kill me? I said that I saved you, and I really kindly treated you as a donkey's liver and lungs. ”

Yihan Paper felt inexplicable, and he was also very aggrieved. Really, if he weren't a patient, he would definitely fight him.

"You really don't know what to do, what's wrong with me, didn't I just bring you back, our family takes care of you, what's wrong?"

Ihan was right, there was something wrong with him. The wrong thing is that he is a Jurchen, the wrong thing is that he saved the Spring and Autumn Festival, and the wrong thing is that they shouldn't be in the same place. But now he was like a captive, imprisoned here.

But Yihan's words still made him take care of him, and instead of hurting him, he saved him. If Chunqiu really wants to find a Jurchen tribesman to hate, then it shouldn't be Yihan!

"You're not wrong, it's wrong that you shouldn't have saved me!"

Chunqiu could see that Ihan was a kind young man, and he didn't want to treat him like any other alien, which would be unfair to him.

Yihan smiled and said, "I said that you are not idle, the porridge has been drunk for you, do you still want it?" ”

Chunqiu was in a coma for a few days and hungry for a few days, and his stomach was too hungry. He looked at Yihan uncompetitively and said, "Yes." ”

"Hahaha, that's right, since you haven't died, you have to live well, you wait, I'll give you Sheng."

......

When Grandpa Wei received the letter, he was not surprised. Guanwai is a place of right and wrong, and various forces rise and fall, even if Wanjun is not bullied by General Fan, he will be bullied by others. Since he asked him for help, he could only come to the rescue.

In this way, not only can you get rid of General Fan, a useless minion, but you can also make Wanjun and Concubine Shu enemies from now on. How did this good thing kill two birds with one stone, but how did he encounter it?

"Little nobleman, come in!"

Xiao Guizi pushed the door in: "What do you have to say?" ”

"You find someone to go to Liaoyang and assassinate General Fan, don't make a public announcement. After General Fan died, you released the news and said that Du Wanjun was also in Liaoyang, and there was friction with General Fan. ”

"Yes."

"Go ahead."

As soon as Xiao Guizi turned around, before his footsteps moved, he was stopped by Gonggong Wei.

"Wait a minute!"

Father-in-law Wei took out a bag of silver from his arms and handed it to Xiao Guizi: "This matter must be done!" ”

Looking at the back of the little noble son going out, Gonggong Wei lay back on the couch and began to close his eyes again.

That afternoon, Wanjun returned to the inn as usual, asked for some food, and sat down at the table alone to eat.

Suddenly, he heard a voice, which was familiar, it was the voice of the eunuch in the palace.

"Brothers, let's sneak into the barracks tonight, don't startle the snakes."

"Yes."

"Okay, after eating, let's get a little ready, and we'll start moving as soon as it gets dark."

A few people behind him were sneaky from the moment they entered, as if they were planning something. And the voice of one of them is the voice of a eunuch, and it seems that this matter is related to Dongchang.

This finally let him grasp the handle of Dongchang, and he will not let go of this opportunity easily. So he decided to stalk the gang and see what they were trying to do.

The night soon darkened, but it was really dark and windy. Wanjun saw that several of them sneakily went out, so he followed not far away.

They went all the way in the direction of the barracks, and he also wondered, why did these people go to the barracks? He followed him into the forest where he was almost to the barracks, and several of them changed into black clothes and covered their faces.

What are they doing here? Why go with your face covered? Is there really some secret to it?

I saw that the black-clothed man at the front sneaked into the barracks with a wave of his hand, and disappeared into the vast night in an instant.

Wanjun hid behind the rocks outside the barracks, he couldn't see anything now, and he could only wait for the gang to come out to know what was going on.

But no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see anything unusual, not only was there no movement in the barracks, but it was quieter than usual. Is this the so-called silence before the storm?

"No, I'm going to follow up too, I can't see anything here, how can I know what they're doing?"

Wanjun also slipped into the barracks quietly, and he went in very smoothly, not only did he not meet the soldiers guarding him along the way, but he also did not meet the soldiers on patrol.

Suddenly, he saw a figure floating not far away, he was startled, ran over and looked around, but did not find the figure.

Just as he was looking for the figure, another figure appeared in front of him, and he followed it.

Wanjun also stayed in the barracks for a while, and this direction was clearly going to General Fan's barracks. What secrets do they have, is it related to General Fan? He continued to follow.

Wanjun followed all the way here, and did not notice why the peace in the barracks was noted. He didn't even notice that even the patrolling soldiers were gone, presumably in a trap that had been designed long ago.

The man in black infiltrated General Fan's barracks, and General Fan's lit room suddenly went dark. He hurried to the door of the barracks, but there was no movement inside.

He put his ear to the tent, but he couldn't hear anything. Just when he was desperate to know what was going on inside, the heavens favored him so much. It was as if something had fallen to the ground and there was a "clang" sound.

"Who?"

He quickly pushed open the door and ran in, and suddenly he saw a man in black standing in the innermost, and the man in black was looking at him.

The man in black standing across from him really startled him. Although it was dark and he was masked, you could vaguely see the fierceness and cunning in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

Wanjun wanted to run over and grab him.

The man in black took out his dagger and made a cut in the barracks and ran out, and when he ran over, he saw that the man in black had disappeared into the night.

Suddenly, there was a bright light around General Fan's barracks, and he felt as if he had been tricked. He looked over the table and saw that General Fan was crawling on the table to sleep, he was still depressed, and someone ran into his room, not only did he not find it, but he also crawled to sleep?

After a while, the surroundings of the barracks were lit up by torches, and an officer walked in and saw Wanjun standing in the barracks at a loss.

"Du Wanjun? Why are you here? ”

"I, I ......"

Wanjun didn't know how to answer him, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

"Where's the general?"

Wanjun lowered her head and pointed at General Fan, who was sleeping.

When the officer saw that General Fan was sleeping soundly at his desk, he called a few times, but no one answered for a long time. He thought it was too strange, such a big deal, it was impossible not to react at all!

The officer walked over and patted General Fan on the back: "General? Wake up, General? ”

He pulled General Fan up, and General Fan fell to the ground like a puddle of rotten.

"General, General!"

The officer hurriedly walked over and picked up General Fan, only to see a dagger stuck in the general's chest. He put his finger under the general's nose and was no longer breathing.

"General, General, he's dead!"

The officer howls in mourning.