Lou Xiaolou woke up again and found himself on the bed in a warm room.

The man lying on the bed frowned, bowed and tried to get up, but the next moment there was a sharp pain in his back, and he fell back on the bed with a muffled snort.

"You can't move for three days."

At this time, a woman's voice came from beside him, "The wound has been broken, and I have to sew it again." Please don't move. ”

Lou Xiaolou was stunned when he heard this, turned his head to look at the girl sitting quietly on the side of the bed, and was so shocked that his eyes widened and almost turned over again.

"Your Highness, Your Highness......"

"Well," Ying Baoyue, who was sitting on the edge of his bed, turned around and picked up a glass of water from the tray next to him and brought it to his lips, "Drink, your throat is about to smoke." ”

"I ...... The subordinate ......"

Lou Xiaolou lay on the bed at a loss, he didn't dare to move after hearing what she said just now, and he could only use his eyes to search in the house at this time.

Then he was horrified to find that there was no one else except Ying Baoyue, and naturally there was no one suitable to take care of a person like him.

"Don't look for it," Ying Baoyue didn't move, looking at him for a long time, "There is no one else in this room." ”

"But......" Lou Xiaolou looked at the water cup handed to his lips with a stiff expression, "The subordinates are not worth ......"

"I've sewed everything, what's wrong with you drinking my glass of water?" Ying Baoyue looked at the man lying on the bed and urged him to drink the water in the cup, "If you feel uncomfortable, you should be on the battlefield." ”

On the battlefield, things are in a hurry, and it is not uncommon for the marshal to feed the guards around him, but this is generally suitable for occasions that buy people's hearts.

"You don't have to care, it's not that I've always been by your side," Ying Baoyue looked back at the door, "We have a shift change, it's just my turn at this time." ”

"Swap ...... "Lou Xiaolou barely understood what Ying Baoyue meant, ...... shift. But if he remembered correctly, there were no subordinates in the entire Qing'an Courtyard, he wouldn't be taken care of by that group of young ladies in turn, right?

Even when he returned to Chen and Guili, he didn't forget that he was originally the son-in-law and eldest daughter of the former Qin Da Sima.

"Your Highness really doesn't deserve to be treated like this," Lou Xiaolou said in a low voice, "Your Highness really tortures your subordinates." ”

"You don't make sense of what you say," Ying Baoyue said, "because of my injuries." Other people are worried that you will take the initiative to take care of you, this is a favor I owe to them, and it has nothing to do with you. ”

"It stands to reason that I should have stayed by your side all the time," Ying Baoyue smiled bitterly, "It's me who is not good." ”

It's not that she's bad.

If she really did this, the sister-in-law of the Southern Chu State Master and the young people around her would probably want to assassinate him......

Lou Xiaolou thought half-jokingly. What happened to him somehow he could have predicted, she probably wanted to keep watch over him, but was dragged back by the others.

He struggled to look up at the pale face of the girl sitting beside his bed, her physical condition was not optimistic, but she still consumed so much attention for him.

"Your Highness, the grace of saving your life, your subordinates are unforgettable." He spoke sincerely.

However, the girl sitting on the edge of his bed still shook her head when she heard this, "It's not that I saved your life, but I almost killed you." You should hate me, not thank me. ”

Lou Xiaolou was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know what to say.

It was the first time he had met someone who made others hate her.

How can there be such a person in this world?

"I shouldn't have let you go on such a dangerous road alone," Ying Baoyue said softly as she looked at the person on the bed, "I'm sorry." ”

"I didn't ...... It's me...... It was the subordinates themselves who accidentally ......" Lou Xiaolou's pupils shrank, and he clenched his fists, "Your Highness, the route you gave is very safe, is it...... It's ......"

"It's not a former Qin person, right?" Ying Baoyue looked at the knife on his back and spoke softly.

Lou Xiaolou was shocked, and then nodded.

The task given to him by Ying Baoyue was to block the intelligence line from Southern Chu to Qianqin, and then explore the road from Southern Chu to Eastern Wu after the primary ceremony.

Although it is a path, it is a path that is explored by some official roads and mountain people.

Nothing should have happened. But he didn't expect that after he inadvertently exposed the Former Qin accent when he asked the mountain people for directions, just as he was about to leave, he was suddenly attacked by a group of black-clothed people and "Former Qin officers and soldiers".

On the way to Nanchu, he was also chased and killed by the man in black, so he raised his vigilance in advance and avoided the man in black, but he didn't expect to be injured by a group of "former Qin officers and soldiers" in the end.

The group of people was carrying the number of the former Qin army with the number of the former Qin army written on it, and he wanted to get closer to find out, but he was besieged.

Because he was worried that he would not be able to return to the National Teacher's Mansion alive, Lou Xiaolou told Guichen about this matter on the way here. He knew that during the time he was in a coma, Ying Baoyue should have asked Guichen to understand.

But he didn't expect this girl to say that the group of people was not from the former Qin.

Thinking of the group of familiar and unfamiliar people he met, Lou Xiaolou gritted his teeth and looked at Ying Baoyue, "Your Highness, how do you know......

"Look at the knife on your back," Ying Baoyue looked at his back, "Southerners use swords, northerners use swords." ”

Although the former Qin was in a position that was neither south nor north, because of its proximity to Southern Chu, most of the living habits were close to the southerners, and the local army was accustomed to using heavy swords.

But the knife on Lou Xiaolou's back was obviously injured by a scimitar.

Not even an ordinary scimitar.

"The knife edge on your back is three feet long and four inches wide," Ying Baoyue looked at Lou Xiaolou and said quietly, "If I'm not mistaken, this is a saber called a cliff knife." ”

Not only a saber, but also a heavy saber, weighing more than 30 catties, a soldier of average stature could not lift it.

"The people who can use this kind of knife are generally tall generals among the Northern Wei people, or ......"

Ying Baoyue's gaze looked through the paper window to the far north, and in the twilight, her eyes dimmed, and she whispered, "Or, someone from outside the city." ”

Hearing these three words, Lou Xiaolou's pupils shrank.

People outside the city are on the Shanhai Continent, which represents an unusual meaning.

"I'm sorry."

He was about to speak, but he heard the girl in front of him solemnly bow her head and apologize to him again.

"I underestimated the danger of this mission, and you were seriously injured." Ying Baoyue looked at the knife on his back, "You have this wound on your back, and you are going to leave a scar." ”

Lou Xiaolou was stunned when he heard this, and the next moment he looked at the eyes of the girl in front of him, and he suddenly spoke quietly.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty once had a brother."

Ying Baoyue's eyes lit up when she heard the words.

"He also had a wound on his back, from a fatal wound he had received on the battlefield." Lou Xiaolou stared into the eyes of the girl in front of him.

"But the minister's brother is not as lucky as the minister, and his scar is even more hideous, which was originally branded with a soldering iron."

Ying Baoyue quietly looked into the eyes of the man on the bed.

"As I said before, when there are only a few of us, you don't have to call yourself a subordinate."

"Okay," Lou Xiaolou nodded, "I just want to tell Your Highness that I am much luckier than my eldest brother." ”

He was luckier than most of the soldiers on the battlefield.

Because he met her.

Lou Xiaolou turned his head to look at the neatly sewn knife on his back, and the scar on the back of the eldest brother in his memory appeared in front of him.

There was a hint of apprehension and complexity in the man's eyes.

The flesh and skin that had been branded with a soldering iron looked particularly miserable after many years, but he could never forget the look on his brother's face when he showed him that scar.

"Fifteen years ago, the only way to treat traumatic bleeding in the army was to use a soldering iron," Lou Xiaolou said quietly, "I don't know how many people died of pain, and how many people died of high fever afterwards." ”

He was also startled when he saw the scar, and hurriedly asked his eldest brother what it was like, only to be surprised to find that the corners of his eldest brother's mouth showed a quiet smile.

"My brother said that he was seen by a girl when he was being branded with a soldering iron." Lou Xiaolou said softly, "Later, that girl went to learn to stitch up the wound, and the pigs, cattle and sheep slaughtered in the army were used all over until the ten fingers were worn out, and finally learned to stitch up the wound." ”

Lou Xiaolou looked into the eyes of the girl sitting next to his bed, and his expression was extremely complicated.

In this world, no one is born with everything.

"Really?" Ying Baoyue said softly, "It turns out that your brother told you such a thing. ”

"That's right," Lou Xiaolou raised his head, stretched out a hand and groped his backhand on his shoulder, "I remember that my eldest brother's scar is in ......"

At this moment, the girl in front of him leaned over, reached out and touched a spot on the outside of his shoulder blade, and whispered, "Here." ”

Lou Xiaolou was stunned and looked at the girl in front of him in a daze.

"I remember." Ying Baoyue looked into his eyes.

"Because that's what I branded."