"Tongguan." Zhang Wei got up and put the cup on the table, "Our army suffered heavy losses in the first battle that night, and later several generals suggested coming to Tongguan to recuperate for a few days and wait for the support of the DPRK and China. ”

Feng Huayin was very weak now, so he just nodded slightly and didn't say much.

At this time, Feng Ming came in, and the white-bearded doctor behind him was the one who stitched up Feng Huayin's wound that night.

After the old military doctor saluted, he sat on the stool that Feng Ming had moved for him, touched Feng Huayin's weak hand, and closed his eyes and pulse.

"The prince is no longer in trouble, but his body is a little weaker, and he asked the two generals to help the prince, and the grass people want to take care of the wounds for the prince." The old military doctor stood up respectfully and said.

Zhang Wei walked over quickly, took off Feng Huayin's shirt, and carefully took away the bandaged gauze, the wound was stained with some pus, Zhang Wei's brows were frowned, and he didn't dare to use force, so he had to get it little by little.

"Hey, Zhang Wei, you move faster, this king is hungry." Feng Huayin lightly opened his pale lips.

A slight sweat broke out from his frowning forehead, and his face turned a little pale.

Zhang Wei asked the old military doctor for help helplessly, but he didn't know that Feng Huayin quickly leaned forward.

Feng Huayin snorted, clenched his teeth, and the beads of sweat on his forehead had already gathered into a stream.

"My subordinates will go down and fetch a basin of water." Feng Ming ran away quickly after speaking.

Zhang Wei took away the gauze in his hand, and saw centipede-like scars lying densely on Feng Huayin's back, and there was still some redness and swelling around him, but it was much better than before, which made him a subordinate unbearable.

"Military doctor, come and give medicine to the prince." Zhang Wei moved out of the way.

After the old military doctor finished taking the medicine and eating something, Feng Huayin went out with Zhang Wei's support.

"Actually, you don't have to think of this king as weak, although this king is wounded, this king is still ...... Ahem. Feng Huayin didn't want to be protected by Zhang Wei and the others like porcelain dolls, but before he finished speaking, he coughed weakly twice.

Zhang Wei glanced at Feng Huayin, but quickly regained his expression, "Lord Wang, you are like this, don't be reckless, if you let the princess know that your subordinates didn't take care of you, don't take your subordinates to test the poison!" ”

As soon as he thought of Ning Xiyue's cunning eyes holding the poison, he had goosebumps all over his body.

The corners of Feng Huayin's pale mouth raised slightly, he smiled lightly, and saw that there was a stone table not far away, so he slowly went over and sat down, "The imperial court sent reinforcements over?" Do you know who is coming? ”

The current imperial court Feng Huayin knows very well that most of the people in the court are greedy for life and afraid of death, and even if those people come, it is useless.

He frowned and glanced at his back, and sighed heavily, for the night was unclear, and the enemy dug a pit for them to jump as if they knew they were going to attack at night.

If this is the work of a traitor, then who could this traitor be? He couldn't figure it out.

Zhang Wei lowered his head and was silent for a while, "The third prince's flying pigeon biography said that it was His Royal Highness the Prince, and this morning in the dynasty, the prince invited himself to join the war despite the opposition of the courtiers, saying that he would leave tomorrow, and he would arrive in about two days." ”

Feng Huayin raised his eyebrows slightly, silent, Feng Yiqi is coming? That pampered prince is going to come to fight, isn't this child's play!

He shook his head, "Well, let them go!" These Japanese kings also happened to take a break, let them hang up the free battle card, and no one was allowed to go out. ”

Zhang Wei nodded, that's what they've been doing these days, even if the rebels outside are constantly scolding, they are still guarding and never going out.

It's another muddy day.

Early in the morning, Feng Yici took a small number of men and horses to the frontier.

Ning Jiahe, who is not bound by the prince, is like a wild horse with broken reins.

Inside the Olive Yard.

Lu Wen's whole person was withered, lying on the soft couch weakly, the corners of her eyes were also a little blue, there was a screen next to her to block the sun, and there were also people who served her tea and peeled fruits, and Jin'er obediently fanned her beside her.

"Didn't eat? Don't know how to use some force? Lu Wen angrily raised his hand and twisted it twice on Jin'er.

Jin'er shrank her body to the side with a pu fan, her body trembled slightly, and the corners of her eyes soon slipped two tears of grievance.

Madame's temper has become more and more fiery since the death of the third lady, and she has become more and more ruthless to the people around her, and her arms have already been bruised.

Lu Wen glared at Jin'er, and then lay down weakly, "Don't stop, continue." ”

At this time, a luxurious carriage was parked at the gate of Ningfu.

Ning Jiahe was like a noble peacock and was helped down from the car by a maid.

Seeing this, Steward Xu hurriedly went over to greet him, and Ning Jiahe, the clinker, didn't give him a good face at all, just glanced at it and said, "My mother is in the house?" ”

"Madame is in the olive yard, and the little one will go and inform you." Steward Xu said that he ran inside.

"No need, this crown princess will go over in person."

Ning Jiahe ignored Steward Xu and went directly to the direction of the Olive Courtyard.

Steward Xu stood in place in a daze, sighed helplessly, and shook his head while glancing at the mansion, it seems that this Ning Mansion is about to change the sky, oh no, it has already changed the sky.

Just as Ning Jiahe walked to the door of the Olive Courtyard, he only heard Lu Wen's angry scolding of the maid.

"Are you trying to burn Mrs. Ben? Even a little slave of yours dares to go against Mrs. Ben, and you don't look at your own identity or what Mrs. Ben's identity is. Lu Wen smashed a teacup on the forehead of a slave serving tea.

The slave's forehead was instantly smashed out of a hole, and blood kept coming out, dyeing the slave's face scarlet, but the slave didn't dare to make the slightest move, for fear that if she moved, she would be beaten.

"Mother, stop fighting, I can't row my body because I'm angry for a little slave." Ning Jiahe hurriedly went over and pulled Lu Wen, and gently patted her on the back twice with his bare hand.

Lu Wen glared at the slave and maid angrily, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped his hand, and threw the silk handkerchief into the slave's face in disgust, snorted coldly, and sat down at the stone table next to him with Ning Jiahe.

Jin'er hurriedly put down the fan in her hand, pulled the slave from the ground, and helped her away.

"Mother, what are you doing here?" Ning Jiahe frowned and looked at Lu Wen, although her mother had a bad temper before, she would not be so difficult as she was today, but now, she ......

She sighed to herself again, since the death of the third sister, her mother's temper has become even hotter, and she heard people say that she couldn't believe it a few days ago, and she didn't come back these days.

Entering the house, Lu Wen's face darkened, and he let go of the hand holding Ning Jiahe.

Ning Jiahe was stunned for a moment, followed behind Lu Wen with a slight wrinkle on the corner of his eyebrows, and said suspiciously, "Mother, what are you doing?" ”

Today, my mother seems to be very estranged from her, is my mother blaming her?

"He'er, my mother doesn't know what you think, Die'er's death, my mother is very sad, although she is a little naughty, but she is also your sister, why can't you beg His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to avenge her?" Lu Wen's slightly wrinkled hand slapped twice on the table.