On horseback, Lan Zhijun wore bone goggles, he held the reins tightly in both hands, and in his arms, Bai Ling was blindfolded with a white satin.

Bai Ling sat sideways, his head curled up in the dark green cloak, as if he was afraid of the cold, and his hands had been hidden in the sleeve of the fox skin.

Lan Zhijun even prepared an extra blanket for her to cover her legs from the cold.

From the time she left the camp, she sat obediently on Lan Zhijun's horse—after all, under the heavy winter coat, her hands and feet were firmly bound by ropes at the moment, and she couldn't move at all.

Before leaving, Lan Zhijun didn't know what decoction she had fed, and Bai Ling was a little drowsy all day, and her hands and feet were weak.

In front and behind them, heavily armed golden soldiers watched with solemn faces alert to the danger in the snowfield.

On horseback, Lan Zhijun bowed her head from time to time and talked affectionately with the person in her arms.

Such a wild posture naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of the other Jin generals, but Aquili didn't mind at all—not only did he not mind, he even thought it was good.

After all, before this, no matter how he sent gold and silver to Chen Shubai's camp to send women, this Zhou military advisor didn't seem to pay attention to it, and this attitude of not advancing oil and salt made Aquili feel uneasy.

But now it seems that Chen Shubai is also an ordinary man.

"When Heng Yuanjun wanted to invite you to Qinyuan, you didn't go," Lan Zhijun asked softly, "Do you regret it now?" ”

Bai Ling raised her head slightly, although she was blindfolded, it did not affect her ability to roughly judge the direction of Lan Zhijun's gaze.

"Why do you regret it?"

"If you entered Qinyuan at the beginning, it was certainly for his use. But since he has a way to save you from under Chen Yicong's nose, he will naturally have a way to reunite your family. ”

"But it's also very costly." Bai Ling said softly, "He wants me to play for him...... Impossible. ”

Lan Zhijun laughed, "Isn't the price heavy now, Bai Ling?" ”

"I don't understand." Bai Ling said lightly, she tilted her head slightly, and looked ahead with a smile, "Isn't it good to be like this now." ”

"You have to face me like this every day......," Lan Zhijun lowered his head and freed up one hand to brush away the broken hair that fell on Bai Ling's cheek, "Not tired?" ”

"It's not necessarily all hypocrisy." Bai Ling replied with his back on his back.

"Really?"

"At least Lan Zhijun is serious about me." Bai Ling replied with a smile.

Lan Zhijun chuckled, "It's okay if you want to think so...... I've got a big gift for you tonight, and you'd better be able to take it with a smile like you do now. ”

"Hmm." Bai Ling struggled slightly in Lan Zhijun's arms, readjusted his sitting posture, and then lowered his head and yawned, "I'm a little tired, I want to ...... Sleep for a while. ”

"Wait a little longer." Lan Zhijun said softly, "A few miles further on, we will set up camp." ”

"Camp?" Bai Ling's voice was a little fluttering and confused, "Aren't we going to rush to the base camp in Arslan before dark?" ”

"Don't ask, it's part of the gift." Lan Zhijun said softly.

……

Aquili's party of more than 100 men came to a halt on the shady side of a leeward hill - where countless guards had been waiting for a long time.

So Aquili's team was divided into two, and while Aquili and Lan Zhijun and the others entered their tents to rest, another team dressed the same as them marched north again.

In the camp that remained, crossbowmen, musketeers, and infantry were all in place, always on the lookout for danger from all sides.

In the warm tent, Bai Ling had removed the thick blankets and velvet covers from his body, and the restraints on his hands and feet were thus exposed.

The rope on her wrist, in particular, had left turns and turns of red marks on her arms because of the bumps along the way.

Some places had been scratched, some were slightly red and swollen, but Bai Ling quietly curled up on the ground to rest, as if he was completely unaware of the scars on his hands.

On February 15, the bright moon hung high.

At night, the bonfire outside the tent was beeping, and inside the tent, Lan Zhijun was sitting on a soft cushion, Bai Ling was still blindfolded, and his hands and feet were tied to his lap, and the two were silent for a while.

Lan Zhijun turned the book page by page, and Bai Ling fell asleep, breathing evenly.

In the middle of the night, when Bai Ling woke up, she raised her bound hands and gently rubbed her eyes through the blindfolded silk.

"When?" Bai Ling looked in Lan Zhijun's direction.

"It's ugly."

“…… What about a gift for me? Bai Ling smiled and asked, "Isn't Lan Zhijun ready?" ”

Lan Zhijun's sound of turning the page did not come again.

After a while, Bai Ling suddenly felt his right shoulder sink, and the whole person was pushed to the ground.

"What are you proud of?" Lan Zhijun asked in a deep voice.

Bai Ling sighed and laughed again, "Where am I proud...... I just feel a little unbearable. ”

"Can't bear it?"

"You're so lonely." Bai Ling slowly raised his arms and reached out towards the source of Lan Zhijun's voice, "That's why you treat me as a straw......

Before the words fell, Bai Ling suddenly felt a blinding light.

Lan Zhijun directly took off the silk that had been blindfolded on her, Bai Ling only felt a tingling pain in front of her eyes, and instinctively covered it with her arm, but Lan Zhijun didn't let her do it, he effortlessly pressed Bai Ling's wrists on the top of her head, and said coldly, "You seem to be saying the opposite." ”

Bai Ling slowed down for a while, but fortunately, the light in the camp was already dim, and everything in front of him quickly became clear, including Lan Zhijun's face.

"I didn't say the opposite." Bai Ling said lightly, she laughed, "Of course I know that this situation is really difficult to ......"

"Say no more." Lan Zhijun's voice restrained her annoyance.

Bai Ling's gaze became as loose and dim as it had been a long time ago, and she looked at Lan Zhijun as if she were staring into the void.

"Compared to Heng Yuanjun, you are real, far behind."

……

It was a peaceful night, though everyone was on the lookout, and there seemed to be a slight aftermath of battle in the northern night, but it was not really heard in the strong wind.

Until dawn came, and the returning victor appeared on the horizon, Aquili laughed, and praised Lan Zhijun for his succession - the group of troops who continued to march towards the national capital yesterday disguised as their own party were indeed in danger halfway, but fortunately, they had already prepared more ambushes.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind!

The victorious team returned alive from the captives, each of whom belonged to Aquili's three brothers.

Aquili looked at the enemy in front of him, his expression fierce and hideous, he ordered his soldiers to protect this group of living mouths, he was to take them to his father Arslan, and confront the brothers who were eager to get rid of him in public.

"Strategist, aren't you happy?" Aquili looked at Chen Shubai beside him, "Why do you always lock your brows, we won!" ”

“…… Something is wrong. Lan Zhijun's eyes showed a rare look of anxiety, "Something is wrong." ”