Compared with Shi Xia's cramped defense, Qi Changrong seemed much calmer. She was wearing a white bedgown, her long black hair was lazily draped behind her, the wound on her chest was slightly red, and her face was really pale under the light of the candlelight.

Looking at him like this, Jun Chen's heart suddenly felt a little weird. This prince is too delicate, if he hadn't known her identity, some people would have believed that she was a girl in the scene just now.

"Why did the general come late at night?" Qi Changrong originally wanted to invite him to sit, but when he saw Shi Xia guarding his side, he had to give up.

Fortunately, Junchen didn't mind, leaned against the door and said casually: "I just happened to pass by outside the courtyard, and I heard the movement inside and came to take a look, no matter what, His Highness was injured because he saved me." "When I mentioned this, Shi Xia was angry, although it was His Highness who hit the blade by himself, but it was inseparable from Junchen.

As soon as she heard him say that it was okay, she immediately began to drive people away unceremoniously: "General Jun, you have seen it too, you should go back to your yard to rest, right?" Even if you don't rest, my Royal Highness is a precious person and can't stay up all night. Qi Changrong couldn't cry or laugh, and understood that Junchen was angry, so he had to smile apologetically at him: "The little girl doesn't understand the rules, and I ask the general to tolerate one or two in Lone's face." Jun Chen sighed, and lazily tilted his head to avoid Qi Changrong's sight.

Hell, when she laughed just now, he seemed to see his mother half leaning on the head of the bed and watching him mess around a long time ago.

He shook his head and said with a straight face: "Originally, it was fine, but since it came, His Highness looked quite energetic at this time, so it was better to talk about the business together." "I don't want to invite people in.

Shi Xia grinded his teeth, grimaced, and simply walked to the door and sat on the threshold, out of sight and out of mind.

In the dimly lit bedroom, Jun Chen didn't see anything outside, and found a place to sit down in his robe at random, saying that it was casual, and it was the most suitable way to observe Qi Changrong's every move from his direction.

Qi Changrong blinked, and his mind was clouded by his inexplicable eyes. At this moment, Junchen faded away from all laziness, and the whole person became shrewd.

Looking at his eyes, Qi Chang's face was pale, and he was not confused by his scrutiny.

"What did the general want to say when he came late at night?" Jun Chen replied: "The minister has taken Tancheng, does His Highness have any other orders?" Qi Changrong's eyes flashed with clarity.

This was to be expected by her. Hull was the lord of Tancheng, and he recklessly led an army of 100,000 to fight Junchen knowing that he was defeated, and the result was heavy losses.

Later, he joined forces with Duan Jiangli and intended to ambush and calculate Junmen. His strategy was indeed perfect, and he made two preparations, even if Jun Chen was cautious and did not step into the valley, they could take advantage of the terrain to turn defeat into victory.

It's a pity that he already knew what was going to happen, so he avoided confronting them head-on, and directly set fire to the mountain, forcing him to fall short.

Hull took away the main forces, and Tancheng was an empty shell, and anyone who came casually could be subdued, not to mention that Junchen himself went out.

She wasn't surprised. Qi Changrong looked out the window, but unfortunately it was dark and she couldn't see anything.

Jun Chen didn't get a response, and saw that she craned her neck to look outside, so she had to follow her line of sight: "What is Your Highness looking at?" Qi Changrong sighed: "Has the wind and snow stopped outside?" ”