Meng Yining poked her head out, "Don't pretend to be an acquaintance with me here, and confuse the little girl." ”

Le Yi leaned over, the tip of his nose lightly touched the warm quilt, and his voice was low and slow, like a heavy string, playfully plucking: "What did you say?" ”

The girl slipped in again, "Don't bother me, it hurts...... It hurts......"

The man laughed, "Don't make fun of you, come out, it's too hot inside......"

Meng Yining obediently stuck her head out again, and she looked around: "How long have I been in a coma?" ”

"Three days and three nights." In the past three days and three nights, he didn't get up for a moment to take care of it, until he went out to breathe just now, but who knew that the person woke up first, and the first thing she saw was not herself, which made Le Yi a little annoyed, but he could only shake his head helplessly.

Meng Yining's dark and translucent eyes looked at him, his face was still not very good, and his wrinkled little eyebrows could see that his lower abdomen was still torn.

At that time, Meng Yining rode out with gauze, and the blood kept seeping out, and when he fainted, Le Yi's heart reached his throat. She fought entirely on her will, and eventually collapsed due to blood loss.

Le Yi has actually been afraid that she won't wake up, but fortunately, the doctor is determined, otherwise he must hurry up, regardless of whether Bai Xining is the queen of Beiyang or not, he will be pulled to Daxia to heal under the stars.

However, the girl did not know so much mental activity, and it was the best time for her to lie in bed and recuperate.

In the space of three days, the situation changed dramatically.

Daxia fought to the point of one soldier and one soldier, and fought for more than two-thirds of Yan Rong's soldiers and horses, plus rumors spread in Yan Rong's military camp, and said that the general wanted to establish himself as the king, and said that the holy water given to the soldiers before the war was poisonous, all kinds of rumors caused huge civil strife, Yan Rong soldiers were originally panicked in their hearts, and they heard that Baiyue was inexplicably flooded, they couldn't think that this was Beiyang's strategy, thinking that the gods were angry, and the river flowed backwards, and they lost confidence in the war.

The lord of Fenghua County led 50,000 soldiers and horses to the rescue, and the iron-armored silver spear was like a cold dragon in the middle of winter, which caught the Yanrong army off guard.

The army under the lord of Fenghua County is strict in discipline and discipline, and it is an army that has been stationed in the Beiyang territory for a long time, and it can fight well and attack fiercely, Yan Rong naturally can't resist it.

Their silver spears pierced through the bodies of their foes, dazzling as if divine light had descended. Yan Rong kept retreating, throwing away their armor and carrying cloth bags containing the spoils of war for more than a month since the invasion, and the soldiers often fought each other with swords because of their covetousness. Xia Fenghua pursued the victory at the behest of King Xia, and the situation suddenly turned around.

How the armies of Junzhou, Zhaocheng, and Yanrong came in were how they retreated. They abandoned one city after another that they had easily occupied, and rushed to their own borders without hesitation.

Along the way, Xia Fenghua quickly whipped up, and together with General Gai Xiaoyong, they held the banner of the alliance between the two countries and were invincible. Along the road, there were the corpses of Yan Rong's army, and their hideous and frightened faces staggered to the ground like flies.

Meng Yining said that they left to come back better.

The people of Zhaocheng would ask General Meng what to do, and the lieutenant who led them back to the city replied: "The general is seriously wounded, but his life is worry-free, and the general has come to take you home." ”

The images of the impact of the fire bull in the past are still vivid, and now they can return to their homes, even if they have been dilapidated by the clarity of the war, but they still grow with their inner souls.

Zheng Zheng's iron cavalry continued to pursue, the spring was getting warmer and warmer, and the grain that Jing Zheng promised to open the warehouse and release grain fell into the hands of the people who lost their arable land and their families in the war.

The streets and alleys are like bamboo shoots born after the spring rain, and they began to sing songs about Lian Wang Jingzheng, saying that he is iron-clad, for his family and country, for Daxia, people have forgotten the wrong things he did, and he is a hero loyal to the country in the hearts of the people.

Still, that's enough.

Jing Zheng is a strong stroke in the history of the Qing Dynasty, the King Lian who used to lead the army to force the king actually stood on a united front with King Xia overnight to fight the enemy, and his legendary story will be passed down from generation to generation.

Jing Zheng's funeral was set on the fourth day after Meng Yining woke up, it was a bright day, and she felt a little guilty in her heart, because Ming Yuezhu's affairs were always a little uneasy, but if these things were not to be said to others, they could only rot in her stomach.

The paper money made of snow-white silk silk fell to the ground like snowflakes in the sky, and Meng Yining was pushed under a huge locust tree by him in a wheelchair built by Le Yi himself.

She looked at the people not far away who were sad and weeping, and the old ministers were also red-eyed. Jing Chi's hand gently caressed his heavy coffin, and his eyes were reluctant and sad. Obviously, he has released his old suspicions, and what he has lost is not only a good courtier, a good general, but also a brother.

The paper money fell on Meng Yining's shoulder, and she said lightly: "Do you say that I can't live with him." ”

"It's all gone." Le Yi comforted in a low voice, "All the roads are his own choice, and you and I should gladly accept the final ending." Yi Ning, if he is still alive, in fact, no matter what he thinks, no matter how others pry him, but he is always a sharp knife hanging above King Xia's head, who knows when it will fall. He died in battle, so famous in history, there is no life-and-death temple battle, it is not a good end. Jing Zheng is too easy to be taken advantage of, isn't it? ”

"That's true, but I'm also panicked in my heart, after all, I did something to frame someone else. If the bright moon bead hadn't been given to him at the beginning, King Xia would not have been suspicious, and he would not have been suspicious, and he would not have decided the position of the son of the world so quickly. The court is stable, maybe Jingcheng is still on the throne. Now everything has changed, did it start with a small moon pearl? She looked at Le Yi, "I'm scared, I'm afraid that after going around in such a big circle, I'm the culprit." ”

Le Yi squatted down, raised his head and looked at the girl in the sun.

There was no smile on her pale face, and there was something gloomy.

Le Yi touched her head, and the faint smell of wine in her mouth brewed the girl's whole body. The man paused, his snort warm, silently and quietly approaching a little, and a little.

Her eyes fell into his, and a hint of panic and shyness flashed. Without twisting, the girl closed her eyes tremblingly, feeling the warm and blazing, deep and shallow breath, firm and quiet, the love and warmth of the man like the sun.